Predicting twenty original poems

The twenty original poems of the fortune teller are as follows:

1, where can I find incense, Beiyuan Domeiri. The palace powder is affectionate and the green calyx is decorated with stars. The shadows are faint, and the tourists are drunk at night. And I fly with the wind, and the lake is full of charm. -auspicious "operator Yongmei"

2, the purple petal butterfly skirt is new, and the jade core is beautifully decorated. Flowers are full of love and spring, comparable to flowers. The noble shadow is like a fairy, and the elegant appearance is light. The wind on the curtain on the wall stirred a wisp of fragrance, which permeated the courtyard and made a sound of spring. -Floating Snow "Doran"

3, green leaves are born, and jade petals fall into the heart. Look at the glitz and fix the truth, and think about the prajnaparamita under the moon. Big dreams always have no trace, so why promise in the future? In an instant, when I realized Zen, the world widened. -Brzin's Under the Moon

4. The west port is pillow to the east, and the clear water canoe overlooks. There is also a pond full of lotus fragrance, which is very beautiful. Beautiful villas have their own merits, and they are full of shadows. Looking up at the blue tiles and white walls, I mistakenly thought it was Huizhou Road. -A Ding's "Bu Operator Jiulong Village"

5. The wind is floating and the snow is dancing. Elegant charm and fairy appearance are better than countless. I don't mean to compete for spring, for fear of envy. Qinghuan jade carving is alone, smiling at the dim place. -snow "operator jasmine"

6, the previous month was sad, only wind and rain. I went to three thousand to see violet, and I was sad. It's time to go today, too. Jiangnan Road is exhausted in autumn. Rice, yellow stone, rice, only pedestrians. -Three-way "Bu operator, running for life"

7. As the years went back and forth, Luyuan burst into tears. The future is gone, and it is difficult to sleep at night. Looking at the green glow of spring, why care about the vicissitudes of tears? Come through thick and thin, don't complain about a thousand cups. -Master "Operator, Leaving Home"

8. Curtain Yun Lan shears, while Huang Ruizhen is waiting. Besides, Dan Xin is full of water, and his poems are still unclear. Shen Di left Sao Huai, and the Book of Songs was carried by a cow. When I put pen to paper, a handsome man flew out, a martial woman named Tsinghua. -Excerpt from "The Dust is Not Over, Bufu Poetry"

9, stars and moons floating dust, wind and rain hidden. When the time is right, it will take days, and it will be a few years old. Young children learn to climb the peak, but the weak crown is heavy. Speaking of Lingyun, it gradually entered the vastness. -Master "Night Thoughts of the Operator"

10, drunken dancing thousands of cities, cold grass between windows. Jing Qing is sparse at dusk, and sorrow flows around. The waning moon breaks the firefly, and the paper adds to the dawn. Teaching is crazy blue, leaving a book style. -Gu Mu's "Operator, Dream Hides a Sleeve"

1 1, weeds are sparse in the tree-lined area, and the nursery is sweet in diameter in winter. Joan leaves are like blue in the wind, and there are shadows to attract people. Sing to the sun and flowers, lie down and sleep with the stars at night. In summer, green flowers taste astringent and shy, and in autumn, the fruit branches are drunk. -auspicious "Bu Operator Maidong Fu"

12, the moon shadow is from Chanjuan, and the west wind sighs alone. You must also learn to keep people to raise wine songs, and the songs will be chaotic. The stars are pale and empty, and the mist follows the silver-haired man. A phoenix tree and a Ye Qiu recalled the spring breeze. -crazy "operator, fragrant spring shore"

13, the moon is unknown, don't blame the spring breeze! Look at Li Kai in Peach Blossom and Jade, and look at Yingchun Road. In the spring of March, a good month is hard to round. Incense dies, it's freezing, and it's strange that spring is wrong! -scented tea "Buji, melodramatic month"

14, a thousand miles away, a thousand families are reunited. Firecrackers are sent to the old year, and wine spring words are given. Larks chirp and teenagers dance in Taekwondo. Family photo in front of Rizhao court, dogs walking leisurely. -Chrysanthemum Dream "Buji New Year"

15, I am an idle person, and occasionally I am a busy person. Copy the preface of Xihe Lanting, sunset before the table. Great ambition is not worthy of fame, but all the dust and fireworks have passed. When the paper and inkstone are messy, smile and refer to the ink in your chest. -rattlesnake "operator, learn calligraphy"

16, the wooden fence leans against the drunkard, and the migratory birds live on cigarettes. Zhu Jiang is empty and far away, and a leaf is empty. Normal mind is clear, and the world is troubled. But the floating life is always mediocre, waiting for the phoenix tree to grow old. -Worried about "BuFu, Mulan leaning intoxicating"

17, the magpie welcomes dusk, and the moon shadows under the poor branches. It's always scary when dogs bark to stop guests from coming. Everywhere I smell sorrow, I just sit at the door of the wall. When will this hate dye Mojiang Mountain paintings according to the jade cup? -A Ding's "Operator, Working in the Epidemic"

18, I am proud of the world, not my heart. Wind and rain, red dust, always cold, frozen plum blossoms. In winter, the sea water is bitter, while the spring breeze is warm. Be proud to live and die for years, the land is vast and the sky is high. -If the water is like a lotus, "the operator is cold in winter."

19, riding the world, surpassing therefore I am! A thousand turns will never change, and love is a sea of mountains and rivers. Rain and snow are my soul, clouds are my pulse, the sun and the moon are my strong journey, and I love heaven and earth! -Shang Kai's Buji Riding the World

20, Lababa wind blowing, cold winter call. Drip into ice, prevent COVID-19, and leave laughter on the branches. There is no coldness in the smile, waiting for good news. When spring is warmer than the epidemic, Ankang will have spring. -creating "symbols, chanting peaches"