1. Li Shimin's "Singing Rain"
Harmony blows the green fields, and plum rains sprinkle the fields. The new stream and the old stream are full of fog and smoke. Wild geese are always wet and flowers are fresher. I'm glad I'm 30 years old, and I have five strings on my lapel.
2. "Official Song on the King" Author: Guan Xiu
Need to stay, need to stay, crush photosynthesis. Steaming people is a blessing. From east to west, from south to north. Yi walks, suckles and grazes well. Harmony is invisible, and spring is self-contained. Believe it or not, I will be dumbfounded. If you need women, you need language. Make the monarch right, and the mysterious wind shakes the ancient times. If you need women, you need language. I'd like my beak to be three thousand miles long, and the jade steps will be the master.
3. Youfangkou Author: Meng Jiao
Step by step, Wan Li Road. Pretend to be lonely in order to shoot the scenery. Taihang Mountain is green and high, and its mouth is green and floating. Obviously there is no bottom mirror, I usually forget gulls. Old age has no limits, and illness has no weeks. I am too idle to spare time, but I am too lazy to stay for a long time. Aromatic things compete late, and green tips hang new softness. Surrounded by friends, he is also rude. It's hard to ask for peace when you first know all kinds of things. Shrugged my disabled bones are as healthy as a fairy. The mirror shines thousands of miles, and the waves in the mirror are full of gods. This god is in the moonlight, and it is not an ordinary spring. Thirty nights are bright, and four days are new. Birds don't want to sing, and animals' hearts are timid. Sitting quietly and strangely. Come back if you can. This place is a blind date.
4. Caring for Chu Shi Author: Miracle
I have long heard that I am a guest and don't want to take my family back to Jinghu. The madness of mountains and rivers should be done, and the hair on the temples should be free from poverty. The monk rushed into the clouds and drove the crane down the ravine. The dream of spring is drunk and happy, because people ask for Wuling map.
5. "Tong Hua" Author: Yuan Zhen
Obsolete moon on the mountain pavilion, purple tung hanging so cloudy. Unfortunately, it was dark, and no one knew it. When there is no wilderness, the phoenix belongs to Dan Xuecen. Stay in the world, Guanghua is deeper. Complaining about spring every year, not arguing for peaches and apricots. Just after Tomb-Sweeping Day, Peony invaded again. In this case, the empty museum is closed, and whoever looks for it in the cloud. I'm tired of birds singing, but I don't talk about mountains and mountains. A yard full of moss, a lotus hairpin. Since it opened, it also fell, and Dimfragrance eventually sank. I have no place to live and want to cut it into a piano. Stand by the king and reconcile the voice of the head of state. Ann asked the angle of the palace sign, first distinguish elegance from chastity. Gong Xianchun is a gentleman, and if you are in spring. Shang Xianlian is a minister, and I am a drought. People are quiet, but people are trapped. Feathers are like everything, and the gods don't worry. Levy a Pepsi, serve it without respect. Five is not chaotic, but fate is a pity. If you want to ask about filial piety, just play Liangshan songs. If you live in a temple, you can make peace with Qiu Lin. If you are not good at persuasion, you are willing to give advice. If you don't stop hunting, listen to the shortage of birds. If you waste time in the temple, Yong Men can touch your chest. If you are proud and kind, Luming Literature has food. Don't be complacent when you hear prayers. If you want to lose, you have a golden formula. You smell Xun, and you are full of ambition. There are rich words in it, don't accept it. Never listen to it in the north, it's worse than prostitution. The south wind is indisputable, and there is nowhere to escape. The voice of treachery is ugly, and rhetoric is better than nothing. The owl's voice is also a cloud, safe and sound. The son of heaven is both Mu Mu and dense. Swordsmen emphasize agriculture, while silk men weave again. A pavilion is in Feng Dan's nest, and a fish is swimming in Bixun. Be kind to the sea, and it will be easy to irrigate your hooves. Changing Zhang Naike into a drum is an ancient saying. Not only can the piano do it, but it also makes sense. Idle resentment is hard to ban. Treat me like an axe and you like a master.
6. Pheasant Media Author: Yuan Zhen
When you are in the wild, you pity the same lust. The sweater has been made before and after, and one article is enough. A pheasant flies first and the grass is green. Trapped in the grass, the darkness is hidden and bound. Scissors destroy six purlins, and silk threads sew holes. When it can be raised, it is still trained. None of them are old-fashioned, and they belong to their confidant. Put it in the grass and turn it around to lure the same family. Those who can't see each other in the past, think of you and be considerate. Fly to the old place and often cry by the nest. At present, trees are singing and mourning continues. A far-sighted article knows a gentleman in the grass. And suddenly calling each other, the wings are far away. Afraid I won't come, I pecked millet before. Ji 'ao throws it at you and gallops forward. Hanging in front of you, I advise you. There is no doubt that I believe you, but I don't want you to reply. Self-blame flies too high, so it's easy to bump into it accidentally. Look at the eagle on the shelf, wanting to eat innocent meat. No matter what your wishes are, you will still stay in the cage.
7. "Weeping Girl Fan Forty Rhymes" Author: Yuan Zhen
What do you think of the deceased? The middleman is not in love. Horses have no horns to look at, and apes have heartbroken sounds. To accompany you to a distant place and come with a dream. After four years of training, Wan Li is haunted. The disease is transmitted from other places, and the soul should be surprised from a distance. The evil power of mandrill, sand lice poison babies. Mother looked at Yongbyon, and I treated it carelessly. If you want to find the second place, Russia is full of value. The lights are together, and the fragrant flowers are only dancing. At the beginning of the lotus, the bright moon is in the sky, and the glory has fallen. The clouds will be exhausted, and all shapes are jade. Two lines of blood are hanging in the air, and one Joan has deep hair. The secret wish is to let the wizard rest in peace, sleep peacefully and let the order leave. Old clothes are used, and the residual medicine is dumped all over. Breasts are idle in society, and doctors are like monks. I feel that I have been left in the pity canal, and I am surprised that the power of the Buddha is hard to win. The fool riding bamboo is still a child, leading a little nephew. I have been fascinated by movies for a long time and have been crying by mistake. Try to draw after the paper injury and help the bed to read. Leave a mirror alone, who will fly a kite against the wall? Looking back on yesterday's work, compassion is beginning to grow. The wind envies the parrot's tongue, and the dew touches Lan Ying. Cui Fengyu is a real woman, and Qiu Hong is born. Only worry about five turbidity, and eventually fear to three clear. Stay evil and smell all kinds of meat, and hang the name of everything. The ring was obtained from a dead tree. I believe the treasure is full. Anger is partial to hatred, and Zhang Ya loves peace. The most pity greedy chestnut sister, diligent to save lazy book brother. In order to occupy a charming place, many people are obsessed with sincerity. Don't cry often, go out and see you. It is too late to explain the blame and go home. It is necessary for me to speak freely about the crime of stealing. Travel to Jiang Fang and climb up to see the music studio. He is clumsy in singing savage songs. He dances like a prostitute. I took it off my clothes and took it to Beijing. There is no room for boasting, only hating cleverness. Thousands of knots in the heart, new silk temples and stems. The dark window is windy and the autumn rain smells more. Defeat the pavilion, defeat Yang destroy the city. Here, I am in tears, and I am still crying for my baby.
8. "Send to Tu Enyang" Author: Wei
The snowy area is closed, and the night in Shan Ye is fine. The family is still bitter and cold, and children have a thousand miles to travel. If you do well, you will resign, and Pu Birong will be honored. Xianhao struggled to get up and drank out of Xijing. If you don't like drinking wine, you will have your own journey in late spring. Leave people to see their grandchildren, and servants will promote the front. If you are too poor, build bazi city. The breeze blows through the vegetation and the river is clear day and night. Never know good governance, leave to comfort friends.