1, where the autumn wind is rustling to send geese. When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.
2, thousands of miles away, famous mountains don't meet. When I parked my boat outside Xunyang, I saw the censer peak was unusual.
3. Typhoon Zhu landed for a month, as if it were yesterday.
There are beauties in Cishan and beauties on the shore.
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
6, only shadow with geese, solitary lock cage. The sleeves are thin, who can see the stage style?
7, Yuxing West Park, the typhoon pavilion in the middle of the month to enjoy the fragrance.
8. The grass is warm and the pavilion is foggy. The wall is short of flowers, reflecting the youth and lush of Yang Zhu's family.
9. Looking for fragrance and picking up green, strangers are young, Jiangnan is far away, and walking, who will miss the trip.
10, madly rushing to the sea, turning over the clouds to cover the urban area. The dragon is called * * * aid, and the rain takes advantage of the wrath of heaven to vent its affair. At present, the magical powers are vast, and there is no self-control between the swirling flowers. The universe is not force majeure, no matter where it is lost.
1 1, don't pavilion cold anvil, lonely city painting corner, a school of autumn sounds into the boundless. Oriental geese walk from the sea, while southern geese fall into the sand.
12, Luo Sleeve stage wind, like peach blossoms, still old trees. When I hate, my heart is full of longing. Mountains are connected with water, and water is connected with clouds. I look forward to people.
13, the neck sleeves are thin, who looks at the stage style?
14. To cut a foot in the middle of Hunan, Wu Emo said that Wu Daose.
15, rivers and rains should be woven, and typhoon Lan is raining in June.