1, everything is wrong. Like what? What is the difference? After the phoenix tree was half withered and the frost cleared, the white mandarin duck lost her companion. The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will pick up the pajamas?
2, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. Our country sent troops to explore incense bushes and hung green hairs upside down. Plain noodles are often too pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms.
3, I miss my tears all night, and I will receive them in the morning. Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow.
Ah, Xie's youngest daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine. You eat your food with wild vegetables, but your food is sweet. You cook with dead branches with leaves. Today's salary is more than 100 thousand, and all you can bring is a temple sacrifice.
A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die and come to the front today. The clothes have been finished, and your sewing is sealed. I dare not look at it. Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
6, a lifetime of rivers and lakes, a few bosom friends, a few songs of palace merchants. What are you fighting for? Air is better than snow. Through the fairy bird road, deep around the clouds. I want to hang a sword in front of the grave and listen to the piano on my knee. Wandering with a harp and wine.
7. Ji Zuo's yellow spring should also brew old springs. Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai?
8. The curtains are covered with dust, which is really pitiful. I stole tears from my shirt several times and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros. Only hate becomes boring. Wu Geng still doesn't love. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.
Tomb-Sweeping Day's Poems of Missing His Relatives
1, the road is near the south of the city, so I'm afraid to go. Shen Jiayuan is the most injured.
Three days before the Fourth Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hand and sobbing. Many words have been forgotten.
3. Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
4, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
5, the child led the clothes and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
6. There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
7. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
8, tears are silent, only regret the past, relying on Dan Qing to save knowledge.
9, dripping empty ladders, cold rain breaks, burying flowers.
10, lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will burn the midnight oil to mend clothes!
1 1, unlike the night platform, it is dusty and deserted.
12, the dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, and the old willow in Shenyuan does not blow cotton.
13, 10% off, heaven and earth, no one can send it!