1, ancient poem: Toast to the East Wind, and be calm with * * *. Chuiyang Mozi Luocheng East. At that time, I always held hands and traveled all over the Champs. It is endless hate to gather and disperse in a hurry. The flowers this year are better than those last year. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know?
2. Raise your glass and pray to the East. Please stay a little longer and don't leave in a hurry. The country road surrounded by weeping willows in the east of Luoyang is where we swam hand in hand last year. We swam all over the colorful flowers. Meeting and parting are so hasty, but the resentment in my heart is endless. This year's bonus is better than last year, and next year's flower show will be even better. Unfortunately, I don't know who I will be with at that time.
3. Source: Ouyang Xiu (Song).
Second, Lin Jiang Ding Shan Lin Meng:
1, Ancient Poetry: The mountains and forests in Zhong Ding are all dreams, so it is not surprising to be humiliated. Just spend your life leisurely. The wine glass absorbs dew in autumn and cuts ice in poetry night. Remember the small window rainy night, deep affection for the bed lamp. Ask who will accompany you thousands of miles. At night, the eyebrows are green and the autumn water is as bright as a mirror.
Whether you are a court official or hiding in the mountains, it is impossible. Why bother about the gain and loss of humiliation (both should be humiliated). I only want to drink wine like nectar in autumn, sing poems of ice and snow at night and live a leisurely life. I still remember the brotherhood of two people on the same night outside the window when I was a child, and I was still worried about who would continue to accompany you on the way away. The mountains are as green as black eyebrows, and the autumn waters are as bright as mirrors.
3. Source: Xin Qiji (Song).
Three, "the title of South Village":
1, Ancient Poetry: On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
3. Source: Cui Hu (Tang).
Fourth, Sauvignon Blanc:
1, ancient poem: I think you are far away, outside the blue sky. It used to be an eye, but now it's a fountain of tears. If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me!
2, lover, he is far away, delivered the eyes of the eyes, but now it has become the source of tears. If you don't believe me, please come back and look at my face in the mirror!
3. Li Bai (Tang).
5. Lin Jiangxian:
1, an ancient poem: You wake up drunk after drinking Dongpo at night and come back like the third night. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.
Late at night, I was drunk in Dongpo's apartment, and it seemed midnight when I came back. By this time, the boy servant at home had fallen asleep and snored like thunder. Gently knocked on the door, no response, so we have to lean on the stick and listen to the roar of the river running alone. I often resent that this body doesn't belong to me. When can I forget the fame and fortune? This night, it was calm, the river was calm, and the ship disappeared from sight and wandered around the rivers and lakes.
3. Source: Su Shi (Song).