"Complete Song Ci" Zhou Bangyan (12)

Ugly slave

Looking for flowers under the leaves, spring is about to end. Fold the soft branches all over, and your hands will be full of true pearls. The old people are gone and the old place is empty. Flowers cause countless worries.

But I am blowing catkins on the dry wall. The pink butterfly is passionate and flies up to the hairpin to live there. Ruo Qianlang's body is like a butterfly feather. When you are young, you are willing to throw people away.

Ugly slave

The tail of the eyes will be reddish when the wine is cooked. Half of the forehead is filled with dragon incense, and the clothes are slowly flowing. The treasure hairpin cannot be teased under the pressure of clouds. Gold heart character double lop ears.

Sadness adds to the beauty of the eyebrows. Infinite tenderness, distributed with flowing water. Suddenly I was blown away by the sudden wind and burst into tears. Only God knows what people want.

Reduced word magnolia

Wind servant girl with misty temples. Then I felt that the three islands of Penglai were close. The water is beautiful and the mountains are bright. The ethereal fairy pose cannot be painted.

Guanghan Dangui. How can it be that Yaotao is in this earthly world? Just afraid of riding the wind. Flying up to the Qionglou and Yuyu.

Magnolia Flower Order

The song is graceful and graceful. The oriole's voice is clear and round, and it sings to the jade tree. Heartbroken, I go home at the third watch of the month, and I wake up with a lot of worries.

The solitary lamp is dim as fog. I could faintly hear laughter on the pillow. I hate that Chunmeng is not clear, and I forgot where I met Yi.

Suanshan Stream

There are sparse willows in front of the building, and there is an endless road beyond the willows. The green color hangs down for four days, there are several green peaks, and the high city is wide. The diseased eyes of the rivers and lakes turn to this bright mountain, feeling sad and speechless. Kong Ning stood still. Two or two fainting crows went away.

In the streets of Pingkang, the past is like a rain of flowers. After ten years, he returned, tired of pursuing, drinking and playing with flags and drums. Fortunately tonight, people are like the moon and the moon, with their sleeves held up. Cup deep. A golden thread.

Suanshan Stream

The sky over the river is snowy and the night is cold. The green sleeves hold golden bananas, the wine is red and fragrant. The curtain wave does not move, the new moon is pale and bright, the fragrant beans are broken, the candles are frequent and the flowers are scattered, and the singing voice of the word reduction is steady.

Hateful and shy, don’t ask about the past again. When people go to the small courtyard, there are plum blossom branches and spring branches. The heart of sandalwood is not yet unfolded. Whoever wants to explore the fragrant bushes will lose weight and wash her makeup evenly, which should add more charm.

Nan Kezi

When the treasures are combined and the fruits are divided, the golden plate is filled with ice. Xiaolai came downstairs and pressed the new tone. There happens to be a bright moon in the middle of the courtyard.

The sky is like water under the dew, and the night air is clear when the wind blows. She is shy and refuses to walk beside others. Raise your fan and clap your hands to attract fireflies.

Nan Kezi

The greasy neck is crispy white, and the light shirt is light pink. The cool air of green oil penetrates the curtains. Point out the low reflection of the garden flowers and the mica screen.

Hate Zhuyao Qin writing, calligraphy labor jade finger seal. Easily achieve thin appearance. Why don't you teach Yun Yu and go down to Wu Feng?

Guanhe Order

When autumn is overcast, it will be sunny and dark. It turned into a desolate place. Standing and listening to the cold sound, there are no shadows of geese in the deep clouds.

Go deeper into silence. But the wall and the solitary lamp complement each other. How can I stay up all night long after I have sobered up from the wine?

Sauvignon Blanc

Li Shang. Cover the bridal chamber. The arrow water is cold and the water is cold and the water is long. Looking at the dawn in sorrow.

Get dressed up. The fragrance is powdery. See the frost on the car in front of the door. Standing and crying on the roadside.

Sauvignon Blanc (Granny)

Ma Rufei. Returned but not returned. Who met at the river bridge to say goodbye. Xiu Yangwei ground hanging.

Cover your face and cry. How do people know. The peaches and plums become the shadows and the orioles feed their children. When the leisurely spring comes to an end.

Sauvignon Blanc (made in the boat)

Good wind and float. Harvest after late rain. The forest leaves shadow the owl boat. The setting sun shines brightly against the building.

He stared darkly. Reminiscing about old travels. Don't worry if the boat comes with a flat boat. The stormy autumn in Stone City.

Sauvignon Blanc

Sha Tangzhou. Xiaochu tour. The water in the pool is clear and figures are floating. Jin Lin took the bait late.

The smoke and clouds are sad. The flutes and drums are off.

It was already autumn when we came back. If you want to return, you must stay less.

Thousands of springs

Thousands of reds and greens. The weather of Qingming Festival is determined by clusters. It's hard not to get drunk out of pity for him and all the fragrances.

My love is as deep as yours. My heart is in my own heart. Just looking at each other, there is a spring breeze in the old age, and there is no joy in it.

Cranes soaring into the sky (written by Changshou Township, Lishui)

The plum rain is coming, and the summer breeze is gentle. There are many cicadas in tall willow trees. The small garden terrace is far away from the waves of the pond. The fish plays with the new lotus.

Tulle kitchen, light feather fan. The pillow is cold and the mat is cool in the deep courtyard. The mood is at this time. Nothing happens to the little fairy.

Crane soaring into the sky

White-cornered mat, green gauze kitchen. The rainy season is beginning to clear up. The waterside of Xiejia Pool is peaceful and quiet. Fragrant and tender hibiscus.

The day flows with gold, and the wind relieves the anger. A program of singing and dancing on the plain harp. Slowly shake the fan and tell the flower note. Waiting for the cool weather in the evening.

Xihe

Chang'an Road, the cool west wind rises. The dusty carriages and horses parade at night, and the smoke and water dominate the mausoleum. Crows roost in the sunset, and frosty trees lean against each other.

At this point. Sad as a reed. A thousand miles away from Guanhe. Recalling the past prosperity of the Tang and Han Dynasties, there are only a few fragments of monuments. The Weiyang Palace has turned into ashes, but Zhongnan is still green.

I feel so sad about this scene. Around the end of the world, autumn toads are like water. It makes the guests feel intoxicated. Thinking about the time and eternal fame, all the people and desolate things happened.

Ruihexian

Warm smoke cage and thin willow. Thousands of threads are used to bring out the beauty of spring every year. The clear wind is endless, thicker than wine, and a drunken lover is flirting with guests. Where the railing is leaning, the fragrance of flowers and the power of wine are slightly dispersed. The heavy door is ajar, the moon is pale at dusk, and the courtyard is deep and silent.

Extremely sad. Because I was thinking about the past, the wedding banquet was a good time for cold food. Search for fragrance and reward everywhere. In the golden valley, there are copper camels on the street. Until now, the fish and geese are heavy and unfaithful, and the end of the world is always filled with tears. Returned early, deep in the cloud hall, the man was remembering.