Ask for a poem with the inscription "Love moonlight and sleep late" and "Cherish flowers and get up early in spring"! ! ! ! ! The more the better! ! ! !

I love to sleep in on a moonlit night and find three songs. "I love to spend time in spring and get up early to find two songs, and attach a quatrain from Tang Bohu."

Sleeping in on a moonlit night/Sleeping in on a moonlit night (Song Reward Yuan)

Small market closed stirrup, weak voice, heavy words. Yuehua is like water, fragrant street is dusty and cold, dry and trivial.

Luo Wei is not separated from Shan Juan, but is affectionate with others, especially with the solitary pillow. Look at Pingshan Cui, covering the sky and the sun.

Because I remember the money, I took advantage of Ling Bo's shadow and picked up the hairpin with a smile. The Lantern Festival is approaching, and Shahe flute and drum are just right.

Dance sleeve song skirt. Pay it back no matter how deep it is. Silence, new worries about the old moon, empty light at dusk.

Sleeping late on a moonlit night (Song Anonymous)

It is forbidden to beat the first drum, but the Sixth Street is quiet at night and there are few chariots and horses. The evening is clear, the clouds are clear, and the graceful moon is like a laurel tree.

The ice wheel rolled out of the sky and shone selflessly for thousands of miles. The most pitiful and affectionate wind brought sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance slightly.

I only wish that I grow round, drink flowing clouds and be full of enthusiasm. The drunkard's intention is not to drink, enjoy the play, but have a good time.

Singing and dancing every night, you are too lazy to enter Luowei. Be a beauty and be angry with me. Love the moon and sleep late every night.

Sleeping late on a moonlit night (modern Dong Wang)

Swallows come back, in the shade of the courtyard, and the spring is fading. Jade sells less fragrance, the swing is cold, and the sad willow is like smoke.

Luo Qing points to the far peak, thinking of eyebrows and bending the ring. Gradually dusk, there are intermittent sorrows and sorrows, and the dream is still at the beginning.

Half moon, I'm afraid Chang 'e won't agree, so I'll be lonely and cold. The good times in the world will not last long, and a glass of wine will fight for sorrow.

Wandering in the empty steps, Iraqis are far away from the mountains. For Qinghui, I want to spend the night with it and lean on the carved fence.

Flowers rise early and rise slowly in spring (Song Anonymous)

Come spring, see the forest garden, embroidered with fresh calyx on the threshold. There are tongues on the branches of begonia, and Ziyanfei goes around the pool pavilion.

Three sleeping willow, ten thousand hanging, weak ribbon. Out of consideration, I went to see the flowers last night, but I missed many-hued.

You must mix all the bottles before that day, when you are beautiful and naughty. Light a candle in the middle of the night and take care of the flowers.

The chicken next door sang at dawn, startled, and quickly combed. When you go to the West Garden, cherish the flowers lest the wind blow down.

Flowers bloom early and slowly in spring (modern Zhou An Deng)

Etymology cloud, send leisure to taste this tune, cloud lock window deep words do not match the song. Changing hidden characters, not Lenovo, and then changing Ming characters is Lenovo Cloud. According to this tune, none of the Song Ci was handed down from generation to generation, and the music score was lost. Only Koryo has musical ambition and unsightly words, so the tune is too rough. Try to draw this to convey its rhythm.

Xie Donghuang and Ba Jiao are bright red and green, and the forest valley is touched. The rose peony, which is competing for beauty, has gradually become a greedy red medicine.

If you are worried about getting sick and drinking, who will entrust Chun Qing's spring resentment? When I asked the couple who chose the green dress, I had a slight misunderstanding about dating.

Draw candles at night in awe, dream of wind and rain, and ring the bell. The eaves flowers sit and fly like snow, showing through the virtual curtain, and dare not hear clearly.

I slept until dawn for fear that he and Fan Ying would be blown down. Cherish the spring for the branches and call on hops to think again.

Flowers in Early Spring: Ming Author: Tang Yin

Begonia courtyard is full of spring, and an inch of time is an inch of gold.

It's hard to understand when you wake up, but it's hard to relax.