Everyone went eastward and returned one by one, and the wind gave birth to Zhou Zhu Jin Fan.
Green bamboo shoots greet the boat, and river fish come every day.
Parting is hard, and time is hard to help.
There shouldn't be many messengers of Qianyang, and it's not surprising to persuade glasses frequently.
"Looking at Jiangnan/Recalling Jiangnan" Liu Song Chen Weng
Where are the dishes? Butterflies dance in spring. Wild Megan grows on the edge of Yuxi, and bamboo shoots whip around the wall. Waiting for the fairy in the deep courtyard. Jia Xi is good, 42 years ago. I still remember the five-star Ding Mao party, and Jia a few years later. * * * Happy Millennium.
"Spring Sound" Huang Song listens to the sword
Bamboo shoots give birth to yellow calves, and fern buds give birth to children's fists.
Try to find wild vegetables to cook spring rice, which is February day in Jiangnan.
Song sushi
He Zi combs her hair in February.
The summer bed is covered with white rain, and the people in the north window lie in the west porch.
The wind wheel breaks into the Spring Festival at dawn, and the dew leaves the autumn roots at night.
(Or Popo: The growth of vegetation is often in ignorance, so we should wait for it early, but we can see that its branches are several inches, especially bamboo shoots.
At the turn of summer and autumn, the rice is beautiful, the moon rises at dusk, the dew rises from the roots and suddenly rises. If there is a push, it either enters the stem heart or hangs at the leaf end, and the rice is beautiful and reliable. These two things are related to the theory of health preservation, so they are made. ) white hair is fair, and I believe that Dan Jing is not a lie. This posture.
Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian
Ten rhymes of eating bamboo shoots
Squeeze salmon dishes when bamboo shoots and cherry blossoms are in full bloom.
A bundle of money, turned around and refused to sell.
I'm here for the white party. The family was rich and slaughtered.
The cocoon and chestnut turn over, and the baby touches the wall.
A slap in China's kitchen is like paying a bamboo debt.
Sweet glutinous rice and fungus ears, spicy food and ginger mustard.
Cook a goose like a palm, shoot a turtle like a skirt.
The child is not beautiful, but there is more than enough mouse soil.
Precious is born in little, and there has been food since ancient times.
I still thought of General Gao, but there was no one in Wuxijian.