A poem describing agate

Drinking at Xiangyang Hotel

Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran

Beautiful sunset and rich spring.

If you want to find a place to stay for a long time, there is no narrow ramp.

Sweep the dragon beard together, and the fragrant cup floats with agate.

Trees are accumulated in the forests in the north, and other islands are born in the pools in the south.

Picking golden cuihua in hand, I am fascinated by jade red grass.

Talk about the six righteousness of the sky and the three evils.

This seat was not unexpected to Chen Zi, but the door was swept by Gong Wei.

Honor and disgrace should be inseparable, and pleasure should be guaranteed.

Lotus picking list

Year: Song Author:

Baby, keep feeding. Smooth, sweet, thick and greasy. The purple is bright and the tender chrysanthemum is beautiful. Agate and amber essence storage device. It is impossible to prolong life. Human cooking expenses. Don't say dragon liver and phoenix marrow.

It is full of wonderful music and fairy-tale sounds. Yu Di is clear and beautiful. The dragon flute is crisp The flowers are blooming, the red teeth are patted, and the aftertaste still exists, but the sea has changed.

Small garden drinking alone

Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin

Who can tie the willow belt, but the greenhouse won't open. Spare double butterfly dance, but no one came.

Half show the dragon beard, gently pour the agate cup. Every spring is impermanent, and years ago, I believed in Mei.