Poems describing the twelfth lunar month

The light of the twelfth lunar month is like a raging wave. Frozen clouds want to bend cold roots. Xie Nvxue's poem is really a masterpiece. Extremely bad. Liu is in Long Beach. It's easy to boast about drinking. Don't send a song to a bar. This is a reward for youth. Do not look down. You can visit Yaolin today.

On the night of the twelfth lunar month, several people came. A bright moon is in the sky. There is no need to ask about the future. It's true that longevity is a secret, but I'm not surprised at China's age. But singing, drinking and music will even out. The unfinished fate, congratulations to Xinzheng tomorrow.

In the twelfth lunar month, there is only plum rain in the south branch. In addition, after the birth of Taoli, it did not spit out the fragrance.