Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone. Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
Huan Xi sha Wei Zhuang
Want to swing,
I want to teach people to send, and I feel relaxed.
The curtains in the drawing room are bright and windy.
He's not very affectionate tonight,
Pears and snow on the partition wall are exquisite.
The jade looks haggard, making it reddish.
Bodhisattva Man Wen Tingyun
Rainy nights, sunny nights and exquisite days,
Wan Xiang Juan HongLing.
Dreaming of the golden hall,
Hemerocallis grow all over the stadium.
Embroidered curtains hang down,
The eyebrows are far away and the mountains are green.
Chunshui Duxi Bridge,
The soul of the fence is dying.
Bodhisattva Man Wen Tingyun
Bamboo wind gently moves the court to dispel the cold,
Linglong shadow on the pearl curtain moon.
The mountain pillow hides heavy makeup,
Green sandalwood golden phoenix.
Two moths are sad and shallow,
Old country Wu.
Hate in spring is a matter of love,
The sound of brushing the floor is still a little.
Wentingyun
Light a candle at the bottom of the well,
* * * Lang Changxing can't play Go.
Linglong dice Ann Hericium erinaceus,
Do you know if you miss each other deeply?
Bagui Jiangkui
Lotus fragrance is falling, sparse tung blowing green, courtyard dark rain.
There is no reason to embrace the shadow, but the wall of Shinohara [1] is dark, and the steps of moss are cut off.
He bid farewell to Fujian and asked who played the water pipa.
Unfortunately, it is a piece of land, which has always been paid to thrush.
Long hate each other never had to pay, now what's the matter, and farewell to the west wind.
Cold and smoky, moving people far away, sailing like leaves.
Miss Wen Jun for a long time, leaning on bamboo and worrying about life.
After returning, Cui Zun took two sips, took off the bead curtain and looked at the moon delicately.
Emperor Xu Zaisi
Inside and outside the lake, there is no spring everywhere.
Real mountains, real water, real paintings,
A beautiful piece of jade.
Appropriate wine, appropriate poetry, appropriate sunshine and appropriate rain,
Jinguo advanced study grottoes.
Lao Su, Lao Ji,
Yangliudimei opened the tomb.
Peach blossom snubbed Ming Anonymous.
Peach blossoms were left out in the cold and floated with the wind, and residual flowers fell across the bridge.
Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water manage their new hair.
Huang Meiyu's sweater is not wet, and raindrops and pears are particularly charming.
Charm is often accompanied by weeping willows and flying high in purple.
A beautiful woman in a high cabinet plays Yu Di with a string hanging on the flute.
The silk is exquisite and fragrant, and there is a fan in the hand.
The sails on both sides of the beach are very stable, sitting firmly in the boat and swaying slowly.
It's too late to roll into the Xihe River, and the night window is lonely and boring.
Chatting about the cold screen window, falling clouds being knocked by water,
Knock on the door and ask Tiantai Road. There is a broken bridge passing by the bridge, and peaches are planted beside the bridge.