When Baochai broke it in half and left Taoye Ferry, Nanpu was already bleak, and smoke hung over weeping willows. I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days. The heartbroken patch is red-hot, and no one cares; Whoever calls, the songbirds stop. Look at the temple. Try to return the flowers to the date and count them again. Luo Zhang's light was dim, and he choked in his dream: It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't know where the sadness was going, and he took it away.
Jing Tian Shachun
Bai Pu
The spring mountains are warm and cool, and the pavilions and curtains are dry.
Willow swings the courtyard.
Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Qin Guan Qian Qiu Sui
Outside the sand by the water, battlements retreat in spring. Liu Ying's flowers, the lightness turns, are heard too fast and too thin. Oh, wandering alone, worrying that the wine is getting thinner, it is rare to get drunk. Missing day after day, body and mind have been burned to ashes. Recalling yesterday's Xichi meeting, herons flew with Gai. Hand in hand, who is here today? Ah, the ship goes around the sun and the moon, and the dream is broken, only the bronze mirror, and the rosy face is gone. Spring has passed! A quick flush valve is like the sea.
Song Yan Dao Ji from Philip Burkart.
Red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and thousands of miles miss travelers.
After the flood, where can I send books?
Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone.
I can't write gradually, because I am deeply in this situation, and the red note is colorless.
Red sunflower
Song chenyuyi
I am afraid that the peony will turn purple again, and I doubt that the peony will fly red again.
Enchanting does not distinguish between mulberry girls, deeply fascinated by the next Weng.
Watching the sun in March and boating on the West Lake in light rain.
Zhang songzi
It's only after the storm that it becomes clear, with lakes and mountains.
People walking on the grass come out, and there are boats everywhere.
The flickering red light of the candle
Song Zhang Yan
Ask a boat to cross the water and go for a swim when picking incense. A year in Chun Qing is divided into two parts, how much is spent or how much. Easy to prosper. And the garden and fast-flushes were not cleaned. Old people are drunk, but if they don't come for a few days, they will be green and fragrant.
Xiao Zhongshan/Xiao Zhongshan
Song Jiangkui
Cold food is popular all over the imperial city. The second dock is just across the street, Liu Qingqing. Jade steps are full of delicate feelings. God bless you, you can go back to Beijing in spring. The magpie newspaper leans against the door. An Yu helped her, and she was more intimate. Watching flowers and having fun slowed down the trip. In order to compete for a welcome seat, the hall bowed to the public.
Tizabi
Song luyou
If you are not satisfied with your hair, you will cherish your old age.
As a monument to the mausoleum, it is a dead letter. Shizangshan is still painstaking.
How naive bamboo shoots are worn out by green money, and there are birds in the rain.
Sleeping in the north window, I feel the breeze blowing golden.
Dianjiangchun
Song Zhou Zizhi
Swallows are windy, and there are countless flowers on the branches of Momo. Deep in the chaotic stream. It is raining red everywhere. Call for spring and send it back. Confused. Liu Lang stepped forward. Remember the route when you come.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Ju Hee Song
It's red at night and cold in spring. The light Joan Hinton has passed, and the red night has passed. Toast is green. All yin and green wine respect. Old fairy poems are good. Good sentences make fairies old. The dragon hates to send the new year. Fang nian sends a long hate.
Bianzhou first
Song Zhaogongke
The willow building is deep, pushing the dream to rise at the beginning, and worrying about the rain in front of the mountain. Light green clouds, flying red and wanting snow, the sky can't keep spring. Excuse me, the east wind is drifting, and the end of the world is endless. Unfortunately, romantic, three students dumay, young Zhang Xu. Go hand in hand. I'm afraid to go to the old place on the stage. The sunset sings cuckoo, the tobacco is cut off, and no one can speak. It is better to re-endow Jiangnan than to listen to Xihe singing with others. Break the Joan pot, and in the village, beat the drums for a few minutes.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Modern Wang Guowei
Curled whip silk washed down the floc and returned to spring. What is the promise of spring? The pavilion has a heavy curtain, and it is easy to dusk, and red rain bursts out in the curtain.
Deliberately hurting the complaining spring, suffocating Luo Zhou, the action took ten days. I hate the years, I can't stay, I want to know that I hate the years!
Sentence:
Song Wang Yun
Every piece of fast-flushers is dead, and the pomegranate with red shift is more energetic.
Couplets: red rain all the way;
Thousands of trees are scattered in the shade.
-Anonymous Longmen couplets from Kunming