Li Qingzhao [Song]
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Dolly sings white chrysanthemums.
Li Qingzhao [Song]
The small building is cold and the night curtain is low. Hate rustling, heartless wind and rain, rubbing Qiongji at night. Unlike, the imperial concubine is drunk, and unlike, Sun Shou is sad. Han Ling steals incense, Xu Niang gives fragrance, and Mojiang doesn't write novels. Take a closer look at Qu Ling, its charm is just right. When the breeze rises, the fragrance will be clear and the weight will not decrease.
Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia. It seems to be sad, Gao Han is relieved, it seems to be tears and a poem. There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and graceful. I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli. ▲
Cloth symbol piece butterfly clothes are light.
Liu Kezhuang [Song Dynasty]
Petals are like butterfly wings, bright red, small and lovely. If God doesn't love flowers, why are they so cleverly designed?
When I saw the trees blooming in the morning, there was not much left at night. If they say God loves flowers, why destroy them with wind and rain?