A good poem by Yan.

Zhang Ji of Wanxingxing

The beautiful house is green and dripping, and the seat is carved like a bed.

Far leakage is more sparse, and the thin bed is cool at night.

The furnace gas is black and the cold lamp is inclined.

Yan Zi is in the state of night. Her arms are long and her dreams are long.

Wandering around, thinking of you is even more wanting.

Li He, Lan Xiang Goddess Temple

In the ancient spring, the idle green shakes the warm clouds.

China rosin flew late, and Liu Zhu got dizzy from the sun.

The sand is full of red, and the stone spring is full of cress.

You draw new powder, and the moth is green.

Weak branches are hard to show, and mountains show sorrow and empty spring.

Wu Pei cut off her wings and painted the curtains light silver.

Gui Lan blows strong fragrance, and water lilies grow strong.

Seeing the rain in Yao Ji, I went to Sakura J with Xiaomin by boat.

Play the flute, get drunk and rest, wear a gold dress.

Go to the sky, white deer, swim whip scales.

Thick hair flying, greasy cheeks evenly condensed.

Temples are divided into spider nests, eyebrows and small lips.

Being a butterfly is gentle, and the scenery is timid.

The golden duck is cold, and the dust in the mirror is still.

Riding on the fog to the same place, the smell of Yushan is alive.

Meng Jiao's "Reward Zheng Wanderer"

Unlike human hands, the terrain is closed.

Lonely light lingers in the green, and solo dancing is more beautiful.

Burning idle land, the red star fell into the sky.

Suddenly surprised, Jia Ke stayed.

"Fierce xian wen? Fang Boy Scout Meng Jiao

It is raining in the morning, and its vitality is changeable.

Beyond the mysterious sky, eight scenes are taken in HD.

Hand in hand with the Jade Emperor and take me in the morning.

Xuanting is proud of himself, and the golden book is dismantled.

When a virtuous woman approaches her, she is in a state of water.

"Penchi" is very neat.

Lace in the basin, lonely as Yuquan.

I'm not shallow-minded. It will be round at the end of the month.

Smooth and smooth, relying on micro-smoke.

There is no need to look in the mirror, just that it is a mirror.