Nalan Rong Ruo's Ten Most Famous Poems

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1, magnolia order: If you only have one life. If life is just like the first sight, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It's easy to change, but so popular, it's easy to change. If you stop speaking in Lishan, you will not complain. What's more, you can't be as lucky as Ichiro, and you can't wait for the same day? -Nalan Rong Ruo's Magnolia Medal.

2. Sauvignon Blanc: You can't break the homesickness dream, the mountain is a journey, and the water is a journey. I want to go to Guan Yu's place. At night, the lights are on, the wind is blowing and the snow is floating. Unable to break the dream of homesickness, there is no such sound in my hometown.

3. Huanxisha: I am a melancholy guest in the world. The residual snow is cold, the Meidi falls at midnight, and the moon is nowhere. I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what you are crying about, and I remember my life in a heartbreaking voice.

4. Huatangchun: It's easy to get the pulp to the blue bridge, but it's hard to run the medicine into the blue sea. A couple from generation to generation have won two places of ecstasy. They are lovesick and don't date each other. Who is spring? It's easy to get milk from the blue bridge, but it's hard for medicine to run the blue ocean. If you are allowed to visit Oxford, you will forget poverty.

5. Walking in Qiuxi, Yu Meiren: scarred, with no one to save, the shadows exposed, and the walk was small and desolate. Xiaoxiang still has the old moonlight, fickle feelings turn into sentimental fatigue, the song is heartbreaking, the words on the red note are blurred on the wall, and I think that the hand in front of the lamp is Yi's letter. -Nalan Rong Ruo's Autumn Trip to The Mermaid.

6. Nanxiangzi wrote an inscription for the dead woman: Tears are silent, only regretting her past fickle feelings. With the help of Dan Qing, I can't draw a sad Ying Ying. The other sentence is very clear: I wake up early in the middle of the night, I wake up early in the morning, and I cry even more. -Nalan Rong Ruo's inscription for Nanxiangzi.

7. The memories of Su Shuanglin Temple in Jiangnan are as follows: exhausted heart, unfinished monks, wind and rain killing the difference between life and death. It seems like deja vu, but I can't wake up and fall behind. I can hear clearly that the leaves of the golden well are floating in the dark. When I first heard the wind chimes, I recommended the whole city with thin blessings. -"Memories of Su Shuanglin Temple in Jiangnan" Nalan Rong Ruo.

8. Butterfly Love Flowers: After singing the autumn grave, the amphibian butterflies are recognized in the spring, and Tian Yue is most pitied by hard work, and the dusk is like a ring. If it is like a full moon, it is beautiful, the snow and ice are hot, and it is easy to die without dust. Swallows are still the same, soft curtain hooks say that after singing autumn graves, spring bushes recognize amphibious butterflies.

9, golden melody, dead women's love for Japan: when this hate, dripping empty steps, cold rain breaks, burying flowers, three-year-old soul dream, is a dream that should be awakened for a long time, it is expected that the world is tasteless, not as good as the night dust, cold and clear, buried in sorrow, abandoned. If there are Pisces in the heavy spring,

10, Qin: It's really helpless. The sound of sound is adjacent to the flute and consists of ileum. Three days before the Fourth Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hand and sobbing, and she couldn't remember many words. However, when she leaves, she hopes to be in the sky and on the moon, and she still has to pay tribute to Yuen Long year after year. I don't know why she got this disease, but after a sleep, she felt gifted, fleeting and unlucky. How could she forget?

Think of my leisure time on the embroidered couch, playing with the rain, carving winding places, leaning against the sunset, dreaming hard and poetry hard to continue. I won a deeper cry, but I didn't allow myself to see it. I found the blue sky again. I expect short hair, morning cream, I am in the sky, the dust is not broken, and the spring flowers and autumn leaves are still hurt. I want to plan ahead and turn over.