After you go with the Prime Minister, I will go to East China. The willow branches in Ran Ran are green, and the stamens in Juanjuan are red.
An old friend got a good word and gave it to Pulsatilla alone. Bai Juyi Chang 'an Chunqingmen willow branches are soft, and the east wind blows golden colors.
Jiedong wine is thin and drunk, easy to wake up, and can't be sold with eyes full of spring worries. Zhen Jing Shenqiu's Eight Poems of Rain Willow Branches in Yuan Dynasty has a weak scenery.
Dragonflies cherish the dew, while butterflies love autumn flowers. Hungry hedges, full of cold habitats of tree crows.
There is no family in the desolate billiards hall. Shi Jianwu's dancers, wrapped in red and purple knots, walked in fear of the wind and gracefully returned to the original weak willow branches.
I don't know who is the Lord, but people will move one by one. Liu Yuxi bid farewell to Suzhou two songs, outside the gate of running water, the autumn wind blows wicker.
Never see a guest off, sell yourself today. When Liu Xian was a baby in Weibin, he should have a long peach blossom and willow, and the sand head was full of water.
At this time, the place that Yu Jian came to visit hoped to be swaddled every year. Pi Rixiu's evening party will be a question and answer session. When I got off the bridge in October, the wind blew away the rotten wicker.
Stand by the railing, who plays Yu Di in Han Qing? Bai Juyi Qujiang early spring Qujiang wicker gradually weakened, apricot garden shrike early sound. There are few tourists in the poor spring, so I can dismount by the pool.
Juyuan Yang smashed the dust on a willow branch at the water's edge, and then immediately let you smash one. Only the spring breeze knows how to cherish it best, and still holds the trunk that I have left affectionately.
Bai Juyi passed by Pei's home. The wind blew the willows out of the wall, remembering the drunkenness with Huan. Every time I go to Jixian Square, I never lower my eyebrows.
Du Mu touched the longest branch of weeping willow in western Anhui, which was once blown by the spring breeze all day. I can't bear to climb up and down, but I can still see it.
Liu Hua Liu Du-fu's quatrains are full of nine heartbroken poems, and the spring river is exhausted, and it is awesome. On crutches, on crutches, standing on the Zhou Fang, I only watched catkins flying wildly in the wind like crazy, chasing the flowing peach blossoms lightly.
On March 28th, Bai Juyi gave Judge Zhou "Sorrow for Three Days in a Spring" and asked if he remembered it. Catkin was given to the warbler to persuade it to drink water. Last year, I didn't go to Du Dong today.
On March 10, Liu Beiting of Li Shangyin belonged to Zhong Jun, and Magnolia lost its spring. Steal the city with catkins and cross the water to smell the rules.
Li Shangyin's visitors don't want to leave the museum. Qingqing locked the window without hesitation and walked a long way. Blowing catkins at the embroidered curtain, no one in high school will break it.
Rong Hong recruited people to return to China. In March, Jiangcheng Liu presented tourists for five years. So, I want to bid farewell to the tears and tears in my hometown, and I want to dry your clothes today.
Han Yu, whoever picks the spring scenery in late spring will return it. The slow green demon does not exist. Ulmus pumila can only walk leisurely along the catkins to the empty garden.
Tang recalled that Meng Haoran was on the outskirts, with Jing Ling in the west and Fudong in the west, and the snow was clear and the donkey's back was endless. Looking for the bright moon and pear blossoms and enjoying the spring breeze catkins.
Xiao Jing Sanxiang followed Liu to Luoyang, but Meihua fell behind Sanxiang. The vicissitudes of life, ups and downs, such as clouds, are fleeting clouds; However, parting parting, like a long river, is drizzling.
Zhang Sanchun's songs are full of smoke and light wadding, and the wind and elm drop small money. In the misty flowers, Luo Qi competed on the swing.
There are nine sentences in Liu Yuxi's Yang Liuzhi Ci: Emperor Yang Di's palace is by the water, and several willows are flourishing in spring. Late as snow, fly into the palace wall and see no one.
Bai Juyi's fox shop made a wild fox, and Liu Hua flew and ran away. Flowers and water flow forever, without intention, because the wind blows me down.
Li Bai's breakup in a hotel in Nanjing brought catkins, which made the hotel more warm. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to share it. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! . When Wu and Cui Shiwu visited Pei's school book together, it was too late for Tingshu to wander.
If you miss each other several times, there will be no good time in the spring breeze.
2. Poems describing willow branches describe ancient poetry of willow trees.
1, "Singing Willow"
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
2. "Green Gate Willow"
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
3. Chang 'an Liu Xin
light
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are new.
The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.
I want to break one and go back to this morning.
4. "Seeing New Willow in Linchuan"
Tangcui road
I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.
The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.
5. Liu
Tangcui road
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water.
If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.
My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
6. "Topic Willow"
Tang dihuan
The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here.
Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.
It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
7. "New Willow"
Don Dumu
The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
8. "Liu Jueju"
Don Dumu
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
9. Liu
Tangfanggan
The swaying posture makes the wind blow, and the embankment is softer than silk.
You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.
How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
Willow Street 10
Tang hanhe
A cage of golden thread bends the bridge, and several children hurt their backs.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
Willow 1 1
Don hancong
The green belt in willow songs moved away from the Golden Temple and planted in Lv Yun.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.
Willow Street 12
Tang Han Gai
The snow is all green and hazy, the warm wind is late, and the early warbler returns.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.
Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.
13, "Singing Willow"
Tang hanhe
The wind and rain are not self-sustaining, and the whole body is unable to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.
Willow Street 14
Tang liqiao
Liu Yang is full of gloom, and the golden land is always green.
Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings.
The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.
How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you.
15, weeping willow
Tang Li Shangyin
In the graceful little garden, there is a graceful Quchi East.
The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground.
Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.
Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty.
Willow Street 16
Tang Li Shangyin
The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear and the desert was pale yellow.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first.
Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go.
Willow Street 17
Tang Li Shangyin
I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.
18, Title Willow
Tang Lizhong
Folding away from the pavilion, the spring is full of hands.
Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate.
The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.
Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal.
19, Dongyan
Tang Libai
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin.
Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell.
Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off.
The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.
20. Always in my heart
Don Wang Changling
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
3. Willow branches chanting willow poems.
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Early spring water/drizzle/Han Yu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Anonymous farewell poem
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?
Liu Yong Ceng Gong
Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind.
I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth.
Liu
I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.
4. Poems about Liutangmen in Liuye Gate Bai Juyi Qingqing is a sad tree that once entered the hatred of several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.
The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.
I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.
If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.
My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance?
Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.
It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.
You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.
How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children broke her waist.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was all poured, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silks.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.
Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.
How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.
The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.
Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands.
Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.
Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal. A cluster of blue smoke locks the Luoyinyu Building in Liutang, with half-hanging columns and half-hanging ditches.
There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped. Liu You is a gift given by you in ancient times, and has been reborn many times.
Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.
Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow. During the Liu Tang period, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product.
Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in Liu Tang, is a land of singing, and does not teach flowers as a medium.
Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace.
There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk. Liu Huan's lonely gold bars are slightly coquettish, and they report to the Spring Festival first every year.
Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening. Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.
After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare. In the Tang Dynasty, Feng Xue, a delicate plant, was frightened by the wind and injured itself, and her thoughts were melodious at dusk.
I once wandered with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan to argue with her. Flying, flapping like ice and snow.
Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall.
5. Poems about willow:
1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. -from Song Zhinan's quatrains, short eaves in the shadow of ancient trees
Original: The short awning is shaded by ancient trees, and the stick helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Park the boat and tie it in the shade of an old tree on the shore; Walk across the east side of the bridge with crutches and enjoy the spring scenery. The spring rain seems to wet my clothes on purpose, and it keeps raining. Spring breeze gently blows people's faces, with a fresh willow breath.
2, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. -Excerpted from "Village Residence" by Gao Ding in Qing Dynasty
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass gradually germinates and grows, the orioles fly around, and the willows gently brushing the shore are intoxicated by the spring fog. The children in the village came home from school early, and quickly flew kites in the blue sky in the east wind.
3. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. -two Liangzhou poems written by Wang Zhihuan in the Tang Dynasty.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
The Yellow River seems to rush out from the white clouds, and Yumenguan is hanging alone in the mountains. Why do you want to complain about the late arrival of spring by playing the plaintive "Yangliuqiu" with Qiangdi? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!
4, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. -From Han Yi's Cold Food in Tang Dynasty
The spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
In Chang 'an in late spring, catkins are flying all over the sky, and there are countless red flowers. Cold food festival, the east wind blows the willow in the imperial city. In the evening, the Han Palace sent candles to the princes and ministers, and the light smoke drifted to the emperor's favorite home.
5, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. -From Wei Zhuang's Taicheng in the Tang Dynasty.
Original: The rain fell on the river and the grass was neat, and the birds sang in the Six Dynasties. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
The river is misty and rainy, the river is covered with green grass, and the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, leaving only the sad cry of spring birds. The most heartless thing is that the willows in Taicheng are still hanging on the Shili dike like light smoke.
6. Poems about Yangliu, Li Baiyi and Qin E
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The sound dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, and the Han tomb is gone.
Meet sb. leave
The willows on the ground are green and heavy, the flowers in the sky fly, the wicker flies, and the pedestrians don't return.
Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Weizhuang Tu Jinling
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
Zhu He. Sapphire case
A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.
Zhou Zizhi. Tashahang
Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
Xin Qiji. Touch the fish
Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear.
Su Shi. Shuilongyin
Cold and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgia Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.
I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.
Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. Yulinling
One spring night, Li Bai heard the flute in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!
7. Poems about Kua Liu: Chant Liu (1) Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper (2) Make-up (3) Grow into a tree (4) Tall, with ten thousand pieces of green silk hanging down (5).
I don't know who will cut off the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Note (1) Willow: willow, deciduous tree or shrub, with long and narrow leaves and many kinds.
This poem describes weeping willows. ⑵ Jasper: Bright green jade.
Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring. (3) make-up: decorate and dress up.
(4) a tree: full of trees. One, full, full.
In China's classical poems and articles, the use of quantifiers does not necessarily indicate the exact number. The "ten thousand" in the next sentence is of great significance.
Tapestry: a rope made of silk. Silk tapestry: Describe a wicker like a ribbon.
[6] Cutting: cutting, using a knife or scissors to divide a flaky object into several parts. (7) February: February in the lunar calendar is the mid-spring season.
Like: like, like. Willow is dressed as jasper like a beautiful woman, and thousands of wickers are like her green ribbon.
Do you know who cut the delicate willow leaves? It was the spring breeze in February like scissors! This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees. The first three sentences of this appreciation poem are all about willow trees.
The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty.
The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves.
The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions.
"I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer.
This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting out these delicate willow leaves can certainly cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants.
It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.
8. Poems about Liuqingmen Liu Tang Bai Juyi Qingqing is a sad tree that once entered the hatred of several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.
The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.
I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.
If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.
My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance?
Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.
It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.
You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.
How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children broke her waist.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was all poured, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silks.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.
Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.
How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.
The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.
Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands.
Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.
Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal. A cluster of blue smoke locks the Luoyinyu Building in Liutang, with half-hanging columns and half-hanging ditches.
There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped. Liu You is a gift given by you in ancient times, and has been reborn many times.
Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.
Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow. During the Liu Tang period, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product.
Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in Liu Tang, is a land of singing, and does not teach flowers as a medium.
Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace.
There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk. Liu Huan's lonely gold bars are slightly coquettish, and they report to the Spring Festival first every year.
Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening. Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.
After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare. In the Tang Dynasty, Feng Xue, a delicate plant, was frightened by the wind and injured itself, and her thoughts were melodious at dusk.
I once wandered with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan to argue with her. Flying, flapping like ice and snow.
Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall. Ting Liu Tang Yao is a willow branch, when the porch is mixed, it hangs.
Yin is always * * * dense, and each article is appropriate. Because dependence seems to be permanent, knotting will be more painful.
Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow. Liu Tang, Zhang Xu, the smoky land, and the buildings on the edge of the city are full of spring thoughts.
Please take a closer look at the romantic feeling, without reducing the spirit and time in the temple. Liutang Zhenggu Half Smoke and Half Rain River Bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.
You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.