Mulberry poems

To "Sang"

Drums, harps and fragrances make you feel precious in the world.

Poetry becomes the seven steps of Wang Chen's recitation, and you must root it out and sing beautifully.

The cloud tree Yao thinks that the road is far away and the fragrance is steep.

It is customary to see smallpox scattered on the screen, to meet the benevolent wind and spring.

Three Mulberries in Seven Unique Poems

Mulberry houses are covered with green bushes, and the breeze path shows its beauty.

Staggered red and purple are ripe, and a ray of sweetness is dissolved in the bottom of my heart.

two

It is the spring breeze in March, and Fang Rong still loves Qiongzhi.

Feelings have been brewed in deep purple, and you can know the taste of ups and downs.

three

When I saw the spring breeze and rain, Yaotai said goodbye.

What caused the crimson Mo Wen to be dyed? Mulberry fruit is covered with poems.

Su Shi, a mulberry picker

Still emotionally sick.

In a beautiful building, meet with wine,

Laugh when you are happy.

Stop drinking and listen to the pipa.

Fine twist and light disturbance, drunk noodles melt into spring scenery,

Obliquely shines on Jiang Tianyi's blush.

Cai Sangzi Chongyang Mao Zedong

Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old.

Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is strong, unlike spring,

Better than spring, just like Wan Li frost on the vast river.