1, who is spring if you don't look at each other? -Na Lanxingde's "Flower Tang Chun, Two Generations"
2, ask you what is light parting, how many groups can you pass a year. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Ask Why You Stay"
3. It is easy to die without dust, and the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. -Na Lanxingde's "Death to Hua Lian, No pains, the most pity for the sun and the moon"
4. I was afraid that both of them would be unlucky, and then I went camping. -Nalan Xingde's "Golden Melody, Thinking of Dead Women"
5. Life must be carpe diem, you know? It's easy to get cold feet -Nalan Xingde's "Romantic Childe, Autumn Suburbs are Things"
6. Saying goodbye to Dong Jun is boring. -Nalan Xingde's "Romantic Childe, Autumn Suburbs are Things"
7. If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. -Nalan Xingde's Magnolia Order
8. Who turned out the bleak music of Yuefu? Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight. I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream? -Nalan Xingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds"
9. It didn't stop raining until after the flowers, and the fingers were silent. Liang Yan came back from double, long pulse. Xiao Ping has far mountains and light makeup. Independent Yao stage, cold-proof gold shoes. -Nalan Xingde's Bodhisattva Man
10, a little banana heart will be broken, and the sound reminds me of the beginning. I want to sleep and read old books. Yuanyang small print, still remember unfamiliar hands. Tired eyes are low and confused, half blurred. Cold rain outside the window, Yi Deng lonely. What is expected should be done. What is the truth? -Naran Xingde's "Linjiang Xian"
Nalan Ci is the work of Nalan Xingde, a famous poet in Qing Dynasty. Nalan Xingde (1655- 1685), formerly known as Chengde, whose real name is Rong Ruo, was born in Huangzhengqi, Manchuria. Son of Pearl, a college student. Kangxi Jinshi, the official to the first-class bodyguard. His poems enjoyed a high reputation in the Qing Dynasty. In the history of China literature, "Nalan Ci" was brilliant for a while. During the period of Manchu-Han integration, the rise and fall of aristocratic families was related to the typicality of dynasty state affairs; The squire emperor yearned for a dull experience, which constituted a special environment and background. Personal extraordinary talent, poetry creation presents unique personality characteristics and distinctive artistic style.
Nalan Xingde (1655-1685), Ye, a native of Rong Ruo, was a Manchu flag bearer. His original name was Chengde, and he changed his name to Xingde after avoiding the taboo of the prince. A year later, the prince was renamed Yin Ren, so Nalan resumed his real name. No, it's the lunga mountain people. A famous poet in Qing Dynasty. His father is Nalan Mingzhu, a university student and a powerful minister in Wuying Hall of Kangxi Dynasty. My mother, Aisingiorro Che, is the fifth daughter of Prince Archie of England. She is a lady who was ordered to be executed. His family Nalan was subordinate to Huang Zhengqi, which was one of the eight surnames of Manchu in the early Qing Dynasty, and was later called "Yehnala". Nalan Xingde's great-grandfather was Jin Shitai, the leader of Nuzhen Yehe Department. Meng Gu, the younger sister of Jin Shitai, married Nuerhachi as a princess and gave birth to Huang Taiji and the Prince. I read a lot of poetry books since I was a child, majoring in both civil and military arts, and entered imperial academy at the age of seventeen. He was appreciated by Xu and recommended to the bachelor of cabinet. /kloc-at the age of 0/8, he took the Shuntianfu rural examination and passed the exam. /kloc-at the age of 0/9, he became Gong. Kangxi died of illness in the twelfth year and was absent from the examination and entered the palace. In the fifteenth year of Kangxi's make-up exam, he entered the palace, won the seventh place in the exam, and was given a Jinshi background. Appreciate Xu as a teacher In two years, he presided over the compilation of a Confucian anthology, Tong Zhi Tang Shi, which won the appreciation of the emperor and laid the foundation for future development. His writing wins with "truth": the scenery is vivid and vivid. The style of the word is "beautiful and graceful, sad and stubborn, elegant and far-reaching, unique" He is the author of Children's Collection, Side Hat Collection, Drinking Water Ci, etc. In the late spring of the 24th year of Kangxi, Nalan Xingde fell ill and got together with friends. He got drunk and let out a sigh, the latter is great for cure a disease. Seven days later, he died on May 30th, the 24th year of Kangxi, at the age of thirty.
2. Ask Nalan Xingde to make a magnolia order about love poems.
If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? Easy to change, but easy to change (but easy to change)
Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. What if you are lucky (what if you are lucky)?
Note: this word is for my cousin, because my cousin entered the palace and married the emperor. So he was depressed. So the emotional appeal of this word is mainly a series of regrets.
Pick mulberry seeds
Who is singing that sad and sad old tune of the Conservatory of Music? Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight.
I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream?
Personally, I prefer this one, because Nalan has more love history. Many poems cannot be traced back. This song is mainly about Nalan's loneliness in the middle of the night, even though he will never reach "Xie Qiao".
Note: Xie Qiao refers to the place where men and women dated at that time.
3. Poems about love, as well as the famous sentences of Li Yu, Nalan Rong Ruo and Li Qingzhao 1 Liu Yong Wu Fengqi's belt gradually widened, and he did not regret it, which made people gaunt.
2 anonymous book of songs? Hurricane? Pass the parcel, die generously, talk to your son. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
3 Qin Guan's love affair will last for a long time. 4 Li Bai's 357 words, acacia, what do you know? At this point, the night is awkward.
5 anonymous Feng Qiuhuang? There are beauties in Qin Ge, but I never forget them. When they are not seen, they think crazily. 6 Zheng Chouyu bid farewell to you this time, which is wind, rain and night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
7 Li Bai's 357 words entered my lovesick door, knowing that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. Eight yuan and five thoughts, the fourth, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
9 Cao Zhiming's tall buildings on the moon will float and sink in different directions if the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy. When can we meet in harmony? 10 Na Lanxing's "Yu Meiren" is bleak, and the latter two should be the same, and the most is that it can't clear the grievances. 1 1 Zhang Jijie's song, tears return to the pearl, and I hate not meeting before marriage.
12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. 13 Chen Hengke's "The Portrait of Chunqi" has more than one shadow, so how can we live together without dying? 14 Zhi Zhu of Liang Qichao's Taiwan Province Province said that he missed the tree, but Shiro hated Mandy.
15 Xu gan's thought comes from the monarch, and the moon is dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
16 Sima Guang meets Xijiang Moon. How can you feel heartless if you don't meet? 17 Gong Zizhen's prose is not heartless, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers.
18 is not old, and it is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
19 Huang Jingren's two poems about Qi Huai, one of which is like this star is not last night, and the wind dew stands in the middle of the night for who. 20 Li Shangyin untitled "The Third Sixth" I know that this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .
2 1 Li shangyin visited Qujiang alone in late autumn, knowing that he had been lovesick for a long time, and he was disappointed with the sound of Wangjiangtou river. Nalan Xingde spread the feelings of Huanxisha people and turned them into sentimentality. Now they are really not affectionate.
23 Li Shangyin's praise and a moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously. Twenty-four swallow houses don't miss each other for a night.
25 yuan asked to fish. One of them asked the world what love is and taught life and death. Although my body doesn't have wings like Cai Feng's, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
27 Zhang Kejiu Saihong Autumn Beast Furnace sank hookah, green marsh flower fragments, line by line written as acacia biography. 28 Xu Zaisi will not miss you all his life, but he will miss you and hurt you.
29. Li Guan's love for a butterfly is one inch long, and there is no arrangement in the world. 30 Su Shi Jiangchengzi was born and died for ten years. He didn't think about it, and he can't forget it. He is a lonely grave thousands of miles away and has nowhere to talk.
3 1 The Book of Songs by Anonymous? Tang style? Until now, look at this lover. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" says that we hope that two birds will become one, fly in the sky, live and grow together on the ground, and have two branches in one tree ... 34 Recently, love flowers overlap tears, and there is only love in life.
35 Cao Xueqin's eyes are vain. One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. 36 Li Shangyin has no problem. Spring silkworms have to weave until they die, and tears are exhausted every night.
37 Kuang Zhouyi reduced the word Huanxisha. He didn't live to be infatuated, and there is no place for lovesickness in the world. Ouyang Xiu and Lou Yuchun wanted to say the date of return, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first.
39 anonymous book of songs? Nan Zhou? Guan pheasant Guan pheasant dove, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
40 Ouyang Xiu Yulouchun has a natural infatuation all his life, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. 4 1 Liu Yong Yu Linling has been here for several years. It should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. Li Zhiyi's divination symbol only wants you to be like my heart, so don't lose it.
In Yan Linjiang's two poems, the second victim is independent and swift flies together. Chen Tao's trip to Longxi was poor, and there was no bone by the river. He is still a dream girl.
Xin Qiji touched the fish and bought it like a gift. Who complained about this situation? 46 Wen Lian is missing three third buttonwood trees. It's raining in the middle of the night, and it's hard to leave love.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. 47 Su Wu married and loved each other.
Nie Shengqiong partridge day looking for a good dream, this dream is difficult to achieve. Who knows my mood at this time?
Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. Liu Yong enjoys lonely days and nights. Who knows?
Foreword is always faint. 50 Li Bai's two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc, with high sky and wide land; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking.
5 1 Xi Murong Xi Don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because it is possible to change, and don't be afraid to seek a heart-to-heart meeting because it is possible to separate. I wish I were like a star, like a moon, shining every night.
Shen Yan, an acacia fish in Dai Shulun, swam to the end of the world. He thought that the world was out of suffering. 54 Liu Yonghe shook hands and looked at her with tears, but she was speechless and choked up.
Yuan Zhen sent three lamentations. Secondly, this is a sorrow that all mankind should know, but it is not as people who have been poor together know. Gu Zhen's confession changed my heart, and for your heart, I got to know each other and deeply remembered each other.
Yujiang county Mausoleum remembers you urgently, like the Xijiang River, saying that the night flows eastward without rest. 58 Li Shangyin's untitled six poems, the sixth one, the flower of * * * is in full swing. Even the flame of love is only ashes? .
Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Bai Juyi hates the belief that waves are not as good as tides, and Acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep.
6 1 Wen Linglong Dice An Monkey Bean, do you know how much you missed? 62 Shao Ruipeng's love endures a thousand dollars to laugh? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. When there is a poor spring horizon in the corner of Yanshu Lou Yu, there is only endless lovesickness.
Cao Xueqin's lifelong mistake is a good marriage. I only read the alliance of wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.
Zhou Bangyan Yulouchun people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain and sticky. Cao Xueqin's red bean words are endless, red beans cast acacia blood and tears, and spring flowers are full of paintings.
Ouyang Xiu's two poems, one of which asked for flowers in tears and didn't speak, flew over the swing. Feng Xiaoqing hates that thin shadow and feels sorry for himself, but you must pity me and you.
69. Zhu Yizun fell in love with the idea of a high balcony. Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart.
It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing. No.70 Tanglu, How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
7 1 Zhang Bi gives people a deep feeling, only in the spring and the moon, just like leaving people sunny. 72 Liu Yuxi's "Four Poems on Bamboo Branches", the second one is that bonuses are easy to decline like Lang Yi, and water is infinite.
4. Nalan Xingde's classic love poem "Mulan Ci" If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
It's hard to wait and change, but people's hearts are hard to change. If you are lucky enough to be a handsome man, you will be willing to travel to Sauvignon Blanc Mountain and water on the same day, you will walk to the edge of Guan Yu, and you will have a thousand lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Recent love is the most pitiful to the sky and the moon. One night is like a ring, and the evening is a decision (beside the jade).
If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.
After singing the autumn grave, the sorrow did not stop. The bushes in spring recognized the amphibious butterfly Huanxisha. Who reads the west wind and is cool alone? Rustling yellow leaves close the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the mountain. It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Nanxiangzi-tears are silent because I forgot the topic of women, and I no longer regret my past feelings. With the help of Dan Qing, I can't draw with sadness. I can't speak clearly. I woke up early in the middle of the night. I woke up early. MUBI cried all night before the wind.
Golden melody-for Fen Liang Deye. Occasionally, in the dust of Beijing, Wuyi family, with wine but Zhao soil, who will be born with this idea, unbelievable, and become bosom friends.
Young eyes are not old, full of heroic tears. If you don't see it, the moon is like water.
* * * You must be drunk this night. And by him, Emei rumors, ancient and modern taboos.
Why do you ask about your long life experience? Just scoff. Think about it and repent from the beginning.
One day, my heart was robbed, and I was afraid that I would marry him in my life. But, it's not heavy, you must remember. Jiangchengzi-Shi Yong wet cloud has a low total pressure peak, a sad shadow and a suspicious look.
It's not fog or smoke. The goddess can come whenever she wants. If life is a dream, no one knows it except in the dream.
Picking mulberry seeds and laughing at the bright moon are affectionate and are laughing at me now. Live up to the longing for love, walk alone and sing alone.
Recently, I dare not say what happened in those days. They are all blue-collar. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where did you find the clouds in your dreams? Wandering around Huanxisha is not pitiful, and the old season is also a good time to kill time.
Heartbroken people have been dead for years. It rained only a faint red, and a few wisps of soft green were mixed with smoke.
Before sunset, the soul was gone. Three days before the Spring Festival in Qinyuan, the woman who died in the dream was wearing light makeup, wearing a plain clothes, holding hands and sobbing. I can't remember clearly.
However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year." I don't know why I got this, because I didn't write a poem, but I felt endowed after I felt it.
How can you forget when it is fleeting and unlucky? Remember to blow red rain when the embroidered couch is idle; Carve curved places, with the sunset. Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears.
The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore. Find the blue sky again.
Short hair is expected, and there will be frost in the future. It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt.
If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday. Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records.
Butterfly Loves Flowers-The ancient mountains and rivers have no definite basis. With the sound of drawing horns, horses come and go.
Everywhere is desolate. Who can talk? The west wind blows the old Danfeng.
There have been countless grievances. Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road.
I am deeply in love. The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains.
Qinyuanchun tried to look at Yinshan Mountain, dumbfounded and speechless. Look at a few clusters of Qingfeng, and go to the genius ruler; Yellow sand is everywhere, and there is no Egypt.
Broken leaf city is barren, the clouds are far away, and the cold smoke outside the carving is miserable. After a long time, suddenly the ice cliff turned to stone and thunder rumbled in the ravine.
The poor are self-sufficient in autumn. Why bother? I hated it all my life.
Only desolation, moths to the fire, very happy; Selling rotten grass, the bones are empty. It turns to the river in the north and passes through the barrel handle in the south, with slight frost and premature aging.
If you don't believe me, look back at the west wind and feel sad. The title of the Moon Hee map of Shuilongyin points out that celebrities are beautiful and it is generally easy to reach sad places.
Curtin's swan song broke only four strings, and the evil wind blew away. In a foreign land in Wan Li, it is a good thing to live or die.
I have hated yellow sand and white grass and curly leaves all my life. It should be Yao and Taiwan Province's partner, but more, it's the feeling of the Qiu couple.
The cold is heavy, and a few lines of tears in the countryside are raining down. Weighing, jade is beautiful for thousands of years, and there is still no owner.
Strange people are blessed, God has paid, and stupid children are stubborn women. Cold painting screen of residual snow in Huanxisha.
It was already midnight when Meidi fell. Nowhere is the moon bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.
5. Nalan Xingde's famous sentence about describing love doesn't understand upstairs, so don't talk nonsense.
Pick mulberry seeds
Peach blossoms die mercilessly, grateful to the east wind, blowing off delicate red and flying out of the window with regret.
Who pity Dongyang's hard work and thinness, but also for the carelessness of spring, not as good as Furong, a cold feeling.
Pick mulberry seeds
Those who put the ice wheel on the sea and sky are disappointed and leave their feelings, let alone their feelings, but they always cry when they are cold.
Only when the sky falls should we meet again. This is the life, but we can live with it. When we were just worried, we thought of you again.
Pick mulberry seeds
Mingyue and Ying Xiao Wo are affectionate, and now they are laughing at me, failing to live up to their desire for love and singing alone.
I dare not say what happened at that time recently, but my mind is full. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where can I find clouds in my dreams?
A butterfly in love with flowers
Hard work is the most pitiful day, month and month. Every night is like a ring, and every night is famous. If the moon is bright, I will not hesitate to heat it with ice and snow.
It's easy to die without that kind of fate. The swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, the sorrow did not rest, and the spring shrub brought amphibious butterflies.
Magnolia order
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan language stops at midnight, and there is no complaint in tears. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will get what you want.
Huatangchun
Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring?
It is easier to seek the blue bridge with oars than to run with medicine. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.
You can make do by taking a taxi yourself ~ ~ ~
6. Nalan Rong Ruo and Cangyang Jiacuo's classic love poem "Who held my hand and made me crazy for half my life";
Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement;
Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow?
Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost;
Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.
Who, call my heart, cover up my life.
Who abandoned me and left me alone?
Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life?
Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages;
Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty;
Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy.
Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life;
Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life.
Hold your hand and accompany you crazy;
Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever.
Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life;
Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
I, holding your hand, take away all your life;
I, caressing my neck, will protect you from the storms of your life.
Here, hold the child's hair and hold the child for a lifetime;
Here, hold your hand and go to a world of love;
Once, in the name of the holy father, you were saved from sorrow all your life;
Zeng, with my love, I wish you peace in your life!
7. Nalan Xingde's classic poems Love Mulan Ci If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. A trip to Sauvignon Blanc, a trip to the water, a trip to Guan Yu, and lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. The moon and the sky are the most pitiful. One night is like a ring, and the evening is a decision.
If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.
After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly. Butterfly Loves Flowers-The ancient mountains and rivers have no definite basis.
With the sound of drawing horns, horses come and go. Everywhere is desolate. Who can talk?
The west wind blows the old Danfeng. There have been countless grievances.
Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road. I am deeply in love.
The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains. Who reads the west wind, and Huanxi sand is cool alone? The rustling yellow leaves close the window and reminisce about the sunset.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea. Cold painting screen of residual snow in Huanxisha.
It was already midnight when Meidi fell. Nowhere is the moon bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.
Wandering around Huanxisha is not pitiful, and the old season is also a good time to kill time. Heartbroken people have been dead for years.
It rained only a faint red, and a few wisps of soft green were mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone.
Nanxiangzi-tears are silent because I forgot the topic of women, and I no longer regret my past feelings. I can't draw painters' attention to knowledge and Ying Ying. I can't speak clearly. I woke up early in the middle of the night. I woke up early. MUBI cried all night before the wind.
Golden melody-for Fen Liang Deye. Occasionally, in the dust of Beijing, Wuyi family, with wine but Zhao soil, who will be born with this idea, unbelievable, and become bosom friends.
Young eyes sing before they grow old. They respect the front and wipe away the tears of heroes. If you don't see it, the moon is like water.
* * * You must be drunk this night. And by him, Emei rumors, ancient and modern taboos.
Why do you ask about your long life experience? Just scoff. Think about it and repent from the beginning.
One day, my heart was robbed, and I was afraid that I would marry him in my life. But, it's not heavy, you must remember. Jiangchengzi-Shi Yong wet cloud has a low total pressure peak, a sad shadow and a suspicious look.
It's not fog or smoke. The goddess can come whenever she wants. If life is a dream, no one knows it except in the dream.
Picking mulberry seeds and laughing at the bright moon are affectionate and are laughing at me now. Live up to the longing for love, walk alone and sing alone.
Recently, I dare not say what happened in those days. They are all blue-collar. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where did you find the clouds in your dreams? Three days before the Spring Festival in Qinyuan, the woman who died in the dream was wearing light makeup, wearing a plain clothes, holding hands and sobbing. I can't remember clearly.
However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year." I don't know why I got this, because I didn't write a poem, but I felt endowed after I felt it.
How can you forget when it is fleeting and unlucky? Remember to blow red rain when the embroidered couch is idle; Carve curved places, with the sunset. Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears.
The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore. Find the blue sky again.
Short hair is expected, and there will be frost in the future. It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt.
If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday. Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records.
Qinyuanchun tried to look at Yinshan Mountain, dumbfounded and speechless. Look at a few clusters of Qingfeng, and go to the genius ruler; Yellow sand is everywhere, and there is no Egypt.
Broken leaf city is barren, the clouds are far away, and the cold smoke outside the carving is miserable. After a long time, suddenly the ice cliff turned to stone and thunder rumbled in the ravine.
The poor are self-sufficient in autumn. Why bother? I hated it all my life.
Only desolation, moths to the fire, very happy; Selling rotten grass, the bones are empty. It turns to the river in the north and passes through the barrel handle in the south, with slight frost and premature aging.
If you don't believe me, look back at the west wind and feel sad. The title of the Moon Hee map of Shuilongyin points out that celebrities are beautiful and it is generally easy to reach sad places.
Curtin's swan song broke only four strings, and the evil wind blew away. In a foreign land in Wan Li, it is a good thing to live or die.
I have hated yellow sand and white grass and curly leaves all my life. It should be Yao and Taiwan Province's partner, but more, it's the feeling of the Qiu couple.
The cold is heavy, and a few lines of tears in the countryside are raining down. Weighing, jade is beautiful for thousands of years, and there is still no owner.
Strange people are blessed, God has paid, and stupid children are stubborn women. Nalan Xingde (1655-1685), Ye, a native of Rong Ruo, was a Manchu flag bearer. His original name was Chengde, and he changed his name to Xingde after avoiding the taboo of the prince. A year later, the prince was renamed Yin Ren, so Nalan resumed his real name.
No, it's the lunga mountain people. A famous poet in Qing Dynasty.
His father is Nalan Mingzhu, a university student and a powerful minister in Wuying Hall of Kangxi Dynasty. My mother, Aisingiorro Che, is the fifth daughter of Prince Archie of England. She is a lady who was ordered to be executed.
His family Nalan was subordinate to Huang Zhengqi, which was one of the eight surnames of Manchu in the early Qing Dynasty, and was later called "Yehnala".