[Song] Zhang Shi
tin
The temples are full of hair and the eyebrows are fresh snow.
Zhou covered up the guest's words and bent over and hugged Sun.
Often provide porridge without illness, not cold but also cotton.
Pretend to hug your back warmly and pat your shoulder while fighting.
Appearance is better than three peaks and four immortals.
Call Fang down from the pillow and help him to the door.
Dragon likes to cook camellia, but he often hates it.
Deafness is like congestion, and eyes are as dark as cage smoke.
The banquet depends on a few, and the car is sleepy.
Shake your head like a spin, and move your lips like a pull.
Cold bones worry about leaving the fire, toothache is afraid of washing spring.
Skull and bones lived on wood, but he was greedy for money.
Cilia are dry, sticky and cold.
Wearing fur has lazy waist and untidy sleeves.
Take care of clothes and medicine repeatedly.
It's easy to break when you sit, but it's hard to wear when you walk less.
I like the maid to cut skirt cloth, but I hate my wife to buy powder.
The room was hidden under the curtains and the bed was covered with a thick carpet.
Jean listens to pity for three pleasures, and laughs at seven sages.
Look at the classic small, the sound is round when you knock.
After eating the soup, it will flow, and after drinking, the wine will drool.
If you come, you must send it away, which has delayed medical treatment for a long time.
Wrap your hat, sweep it vertically and horizontally, comb your hair and take a nap.
I feel even more sad when I think of the past.
Gas injection is still focused on the waist, and the wind pulls the mouth.
Pre-planting the tomb pine and pre-teaching the stone.
The guest came only for medicine, when the monk suddenly asked Zen.
Raise tea on the kitchen wall and expose the eaves and rafters with wormwood.
An angry servant opened his eyes in vain, but he clenched his fist angrily.
I am afraid of stumbling, my feet are weak, and I am afraid of swinging.
Local shrinkage is the same as cold. Killing dragonflies is like filling a kite with water.
The line of sight is dazzling, and when I pull my head, it makes my head spin.
Women marry red candles and men marry colorful jade.
I've heard of donating a few sticks. I'd rather admire Wei Xian.
Guests don't follow each other, and children and grandchildren tell stories.
Keep the screen company, and brush together as you wish.
I have given up climbing for a long time, but I saved Tian Guo.
Groaning and unhappy, the exhibition became a sleepless night.
Childhood bedside, reading on the pillow.
Cold doubts hold water, and cicadas are surprised when they smell it.
Bundle silks and silks and never leave, peace of mind.
Fu Sheng is willing to sit at the end, and Lao Jiang will give way.
I long for windy and rainy nights.
The chicken skin dust is gradually stained, and the teeth are frequently filled.
Looking back at Jurong, I often think of fishing in Weichuan.
I like to worship Buddha, but I am ashamed to go to the flower banquet.
Narrow diameter makes the sill move, and the ladder rope reduces bricks.
Burning a bird net is good, but killing a fishing boat is bad.
This is Sang Yu Day, which is often a year of Pu Liunian.
Think for a long time and be powerless, and regret being crazy.