Bamboo branches, bamboo branches, tears of acacia sustenance. Chu Liuxiang, if you want to listen to Yao's hidden grievances, it's in front of the Xiangjiang River on this moonlit night.
The Third of Lin Daiyu's "Three Exquisites of Tipo"
Beads that are difficult to receive on the surface of colored lines,
The old traces of Xiangjiang River have been blurred.
There are thousands of bamboo poles in front of the window.
I wonder if there are any traces of fragrance or stains.
Twenty meters away from ChristianRandPhillips's tomb, there are a pair of pillars engraved with couplets: Jun Fei, two immortals, mangosteen tears.
Gao Pian's Fragrant Music in the Late Tang Dynasty
Yudi didn't return from her southern tour, and her second concubine complained about water. How much blood and tears you knew then! Until now, bamboo still has spots.
Shi Jianwu's Zhu Xiang Ci
There were Xiangjiang bamboos in ancient times. What's the endless complaint? Spring bamboo shoots grow old, but there are many tears.
Du Mu's Bamboo Basket describes a kind of bamboo mat woven with torreya grandis.
Bloody,
The resentment of the past year still exists today.
Knowing that ChristianRandPhillips was crying,
He Ren will cry and lie.
The meaning of the poem is: the blood stains on the spot bamboo mat are all like brilliant patterns. I can still see the grief of mourning Shun Di. I know these tears are my second aunt's tears. How can I bear to sleep on them?
Quanzhou Taojin Song Dynasty
There are tens of thousands of peaks in the north, south, east and west, with picturesque counties and cities.
Who cut the item and dipped it in Qiu Jiang as a fishing tube?
Bambusa nameless
Thick green sparse stems surround Hunan water, and the spring breeze draws a dragon tail. The color is full of cream powder, and the branches support the brocade.
There was no vulgar voice in the sudden knock on the door, and it was jittery and invulnerable. The yin mark can't be washed away by bitter rain, and the tears of Hunan and Hubei are still bloody.
Graceful branches sweep the shadow of the autumn moon through the suspected residual snow under the forest. Today I am ashamed of my heart, and I will always love this gentleman.
Tainiang Yuxi, Liu Song
Thailand's maiden is in the west of Nagato, with green water and golden embankment in front of it. Sometimes dressed as fine weather,
Take it to Gao Qiao to fold flowers. Wei Shangshu, the romantic satrap, suddenly stopped at the roadside.
Beading birds convey meaning and welcome them into the city. As long as clouds and clothes are like fog,
King suggested walking lightly. Dancing shocked the waterside pavilion in spring, and singing spread to Jilan Hall at dusk.
Enter the Imperial City from langxi, and visit the fragrant curtains of the hairpin group. Bow your head and embrace the bright moon,
Broken fingers give birth to Hu Feng. Once the prosperity is broken, the title sword is silent.
Grass grows in Luoyang's old house, and Bai Songai in Mix, Ling Du. The web of the dowry worm is as thick as a cocoon,
Boshan furnace is tilted with cold ash. There is a new white horse in qi zhou's bronze camel of Zhang Gongzi.
Talking about buying, laughing and throwing gold, the moon fell into the clouds from now on. Ann knows that ostriches are flying in the corner.
Lonely travelers can't find their souls. Qin Jiajing had a knot in that year, and Han Shouxiang sold clothes.
There are few people in the mountain city, the river is blue, and the geese mourn the apes. Zhu Xian is no longer a bosom friend,
I cherish the clouds before autumn. The days of looking up at the wind and smoke are gone, and the dreams of finding the way home are uneven.
How to shed the tears of Qian Qian in Xiangjiang River.
Zaqu Geci Jiang Shang Qu Li Jiayou
There are lotus flowers on the river, and there are moths in the estuary.
Poor should be a balcony girl, sitting on a cormorant.
Hiding your face and looking at the northerners shamefully, you suddenly look back at the mountains and rains.
Autumn is unbearable, and Di Zi has been born for a thousand years.
Look at the bamboo on the peak, which is covered with ChristianRandPhillips's tears.
Banzhu Liu Changqing
Cangwu Millennium, bamboo to Xiangyuan. I want to know ChristianRandPhillips's resentment, and the branches are full of tears.
Yu presented a bamboo stick to Li Jiayou.
The poet praised the bamboo stick and gave it to me. ChristianRandPhillips's ten thousand tears, Jia Yixin's three years.
I would like to hold up my bald head, which is precious to gold. One day I will go back to the valley of fools. I prefer the green lute.
Du Fu, Xiangfuren Temple (Huangling Temple)
Susu ChristianRandPhillips Temple, with empty walls, clear water and clear springs. Worm book moss, Yan dance green curtain dust.
In the evening, I stopped in the tree and borrowed apples to eat. Cangwu hates endlessly, and tears are stained from the clouds.
The Dichotomy and Cohesion of Maixiu
Ruby with cool bamboo and peach pillow.
Face lotus red, eyebrows willow green, chest snow should be a new bath.
Light yellow shirt cut spring □, fragrant.
Shame on the Tao, return to the candle, not used to staying together.
Trees are connected with branches, and fish are in sight, like a bundle of hands.
Charming and charming, I can't resist my fist and my brow is slightly wrinkled.
Bu Dongpo Bai Juyi
Climb Dongpo, and climb Dongpo in the evening.
What does Dongpo love? I like this new tree.
Sowing at the beginning of the year, in Zi Rong and at dusk in spring.
Faith is second to none, and actions are countless.
The shade turns obliquely, and the fragrance is blowing gently.
The new leaf bird came down and the withered butterfly flew away.
Xu idle holding a bamboo stick, dragging jute.
If you want to know the frequency of communication, green weeds will turn into white roads.
Send Li Ao, Hunan Secretary Lang Shiyuan.
I pity you, like Ruan. I remember I could be a hero in Asia.
When you enter Chu, don't forget to watch the bamboo with tears in your eyes. You should love Jiang Feng when you berth a boat.
I really know that tourists are like a dream, but I am willing to hate apes singing in the rain at night.
If you don't believe in the book of Hengxiang, you can't get it. Autumn geese cross Badong every year.
Bai Juyi under the flowers in Suduqu
I found a thousand trees and brought a pot of wine.
If you are lazy and want to stay, don't come back until you are drunk.
However, cherishing spring will be late, and it will become more and more sad.
The basket is the bedroom and the paint is the kitchen.
Spotted bamboo tea cabinet, red mud rice cooker.
There is nothing in front of us, and there is no need outside.
Little pipa maid, pale-headed fat slave.
Have you ever made such a trip since you became rich?
Luntaizi Liu Yong
Fogs converge into rivers, and smoke dissipates blue light. The rosy clouds set off the distant sky, and the shadows were intermittent and half-empty.
Month. The lonely village looks lonely and smells bad.
Fishing, even A Qiang flute. It only rained on the bank of Jiuyi Mountain, and the blood stains of Bambusa were added.
Color. Feel the traveler. Thinking about the old country,
Hatred follows obstacles. The road is long and Xiu Yuan is full of news.
Old pine and cypress are in love. When you hear Nosaru's screams, you worry. See fishing boats, Fu.
Rongdutou, by Yuanyang Beach. Dry name
Profits are useless in the end. I miss the years, I stay away from purple. The emerald moth is delicate and charming and will never leave.
After today, bloom willow hurts the soul.
Fame and fame lead service. And try to be patient and throw the scene away.
Li Yi, a Ci of Mountain Partridge
Xiangjiang River is dotted with bamboo branches and golden wings flying partridges. Everywhere, auspicious clouds meet and Lang returns.
Feng Shaofu's new painting Du Fu has a landscape barrier song.
There are no maple trees in the class, but there is smoke in the mountains, which is very strange.
Wen Jun swept away the map of Chixian County to draw Cangzhou.
There are countless painters, and good players are hard to meet.
Melt your mind. It is important to know the monarch.
Not only in July and Zheng Qian, but also their calligraphy is far better than that of Yang Qidan.
It's either a hanging garden crack or a xiaoxiang turn
Sitting quietly under my eyes, my ears smell like apes.
Reflecting on the urgency of the storm the night before, Pucheng ghosts and gods entered.
The vitality is dripping, and the barrier is still wet. It's really the second day of appeal.
The wild pavilion is still far away in spring, and the fisherman is independent.
The blue waves are deep and wide, and the island on the shore is autumn.
When I didn't see ChristianRandPhillips's drums and musical instruments, bamboo still lives on this river.
Liu Hou is a genius, and he loves painting that goes deep into the bone marrow.
You have two sons to play with, but you can't compete with them.
The eldest son is very clever and embellishes the cliff at the top of the old tree.
The child's heart is open. Beautiful monks and boys.
Joye Creek, yunmen temple.
I am a fool in the mud, and green shoes, cloth and socks start from now on.
Champion Fan Chengda
Wandering in the horizon, following flowers. I only owe Yin Shan the restoration, but it is more orchestral than Lanting. This dress doesn't smell good Tears in bamboo spots are always raining, and the snow is quite smoky. Aroused hunger and hatred, people are at the water's edge in Chang 'an District. Castle Peak, Yun Lan.
Wang Renxiang and Zhu
I hate the warbler's voice against the pillow and the flower curtain. I am intoxicated in the dream. Be cherished, smoked, shocked and left behind. How hurt is the Spring Festival Gala. Tears are fresh on bamboo, fragrant on perrin, and warm in Hunan. Remember Xiao Jiang, a romantic, repeated non-smoking companions. You have to believe that the string of love is easy to break. It is a cloud and a drum, and the song ends far away. I don't know where the socks are. The old ones are very shallow. Han Qing is on the shore of Baipingzhou. Do your best to fly to Lingao. I don't know how to send it, so I miss it. Fortunately, I have returned to Shuang Yan.
Yuanqu with bamboo as its content includes:
Huanbaihua Pavilion (anonymous)
The forbearance of the monk in the cloth bag (Zheng)
Wen Tai Town Yujingtai (Guan Hanqing)
Qi Mei Meng Deyao Case (Anonymous)
Ji (Ke Danqiu)
Linjiang A Xiaoxiang Autumn Night Rain (Yang Xianzhi)
Yan Ziling Fishing Qilitan (Gong Tianting)
Kong Zhangmu's Kanmo Heluo (Meng Hanqing)
Chen mistakenly boarded Zhu ().