Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears are intoxicating and heavy.
People naturally grow up and hate water.
———————— "Night Cry" Li Yunan Hall
A poem describing "the moon"
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone".
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking".
There is nothing to say when you go to the West Chamber alone, and the moon is like a hook —— Li Yu's Hui Huan.
The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon"
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. -Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs"
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? —— Wang Anshi went boating in Guazhou.
Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep. -Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.
Bright Moon in the Sky, brightening the whole of heaven —— Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance by Zhang Jiuling
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"
In the morning, she saw the change of her hair cloud in the mirror, but she dared the cold of moonlight with her evening song ―― Li Shangyin's untitled.
Write a poem of friendship
After all, the world is just a small place. Said to send Du out of Shu.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi "Don't move big"
Poetry with the theme of "birds"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn".
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birding Creek"
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
"Rain" poem
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.
A poem with the word "mountain"
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
Wan Li to Rongji, the mountain is flying. -Mulan poem
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. -Li Bai's "Early Making Baidicheng"
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Villa.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. -Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.
Poems with "flowers"
When you are wet, you want to be wet with apricot flowers and rain, and you won't feel cold when you blow your face. -Monk Zhinan
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are reflected in the sun with different colors —— Yang Wanli's A Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.
Frogs can be heard in the fragrance of rice flowers-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon.
The children ran after Huang Die and flew into the cauliflower, but there was nowhere to be found ―― Song Yang Wanli was in Xugong Store in Xincheng.
In April, the flowers in the world are exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in bloom —— Bai Juyi's Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple.
Fan Zhongyan of Wuyi Tea Song Dynasty
Every spring comes to the southeast wind, and the simple stream is slightly warm first.
Strange tea by the stream is the highest in the world, and Wuyi immortals have been planted since ancient times.
Bai Juyi, peach blossom in Dalin Temple
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
The details of Jing Tian Sha Chun are unknown.
The spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered.
Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Cherish time and anonymity
Three spring flowers are early, so flowers must be early.
Bloom has flowers, but life is easy to get old.
Wandering in Meng Jiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Send someone to visit the Xunhe River in Wudu.
When you go to Suzhou, you will see that all the houses there are built by the river.
Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes.
The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk.
Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness.
Chibi Du Mu
A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing.
If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
Farewell to Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
Hongdu Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
The park is not worth going to.
Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Chunzhu
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Shanxi village tourism
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
From now on, if you take the moon leisurely, the staff will knock on the door all night.
A detailed explanation of Su Shi on a Spring Night
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
The pavilion in Song Guanlou is very quiet, and the night in the swing yard is very heavy.
Liu Yuxi, an autumn poet
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night.
Liu Yuxi, an autumn poet
Beautiful scenery, with frost at night, a few trees are dark red and light yellow.
Trying to get deep into the bone marrow is as crazy as spring.
Dry jujitsu Wang Anshi
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
Farewell to Gu Cao Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Gong zizhen, miscellaneous poems
The Jin-Liang Treaty spreads all over the south of the Yangtze River. Who will stay in the deep dock in spring?
Don't waste people calling lotus curtain guests, and Qingsha Pavilion protects Ah Furong.
Caisang folk songs
Silkworms are born in March and spring mulberry is full of green.
Daughter picks spring mulberry, and the song is blown as spring music.
Du Fu in Spring
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Imperial forces recaptured Du Fu on both sides of the Yellow River.
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
Send Guo Sicang to Wang Changling.
On the spring night, the Huaihe River helped each other and loved each other. I kept Guo Sicang coming again and again.
The bright moon follows the rafters, and the spring tide is deep every night.
Princess Yongle entered Sun Wei.
There are few flowers in the border areas, and they have not been fresh for many years.
Beauty falls from the sky, and the dragon fills the spring.
Zuo Ye Li Hua Qiu Wei
Cool the gold and rest the snow, and the fragrance will enter the clothes first.
Spring breeze, please continue to move its petals, I hope this beautiful flower can fall on the jade steps of the palace hall.
Si jun en ling Hu Chu
There are many butterflies flying in Nagato.
The good spring scenery in front of us is about to wither, but the emperor's car has never been there.
Hermit Gao Qi.
Along the way, I walked through water after water, and the edge of the river was full of flowers.
Because of the beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery, I came to your home unconsciously.
Juyuan Yang in early spring is in the east of the city.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.
Wang Anshi in Spring Night
The golden stove leaks incense, and the wind blows cold.
Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing.
The drizzle and rain in early spring
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Beginning of spring occasionally became Zhang Shi.
There is little frost at the end of the year, and the vegetation knows spring.
I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
Zheng Hui, the wall between buildings.
Sweet tea dreams are afraid of cold spring, while green covers close the door and swallows are idle.
Knock down the Hosta, the red candle is cold, and the plan is to talk about Changshan.
Ta Ri Zhang Yan
At the foot of the goose lake, the rice is fertile, and the finless porpoise and the chicken live opposite.
It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.
Cold food hanling
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
Spring comes to see Zhu Bian off.
In March, people still love Chu clothes.
Knot is a fragment of the melancholy cloud, calling for a dream of returning home.
The flowers at the foot of Momo Mountain are first seen, but the weak willow catkins are not flying.
Send wine to spring, if nothing else, and return to China when you arrive.
Lin 'an first set foot on the land in the spring rain.
In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city?
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.
Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.
Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
Su Shi, Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
Huang Shang Sincerity on Dongyang Road
The valley is pale and thin, and it passes through the forest obliquely during the day.
The cliff collapses and detours, and the wood falls to see others.
The wild water is noisy and the mountain bridge is shallow sand.
Sebiferum, the former village sapium sebiferum, is ripe, and it is suspected to be early plum.
Fang Shan Shi Chun Cen Can
There are crows flying in Liangyuan at dusk, and there are three or two families in the order.
I don't know how many people will go, but the old flowers will come in spring.
Memories of Yuan Jiu Bai Juyi with eleven drunkards.
When you are drunk, you will break your spring worries, and when you are drunk, you will make wine.
It suddenly occurred to me that my old friend is far away from home, so I can only count that you are traveling in Liangzhou today.
Li Yi heard the flute on a spring night.
In Hanshan's "The Flute Calls the Earth", the exiles look at each other with tears.
Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn.
Money was tied back to Wang Wei's home after failing the list.
There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.
Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain?
You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
When you set out from the capital, I poured farewell wine for you and greeted me wholeheartedly.
You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.
When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
Meet Zhang Jiuling.
Spring blossoms, sweet-scented osmanthus is brilliant.
Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.
Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.
Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? .
Dragon singer Han Anonymous
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
To Ye Fan Lucai.
The postman who came to meet the north broke the plum blossom and gave it to his friend in the mountains. Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
Yang Wanli, Begonia in Huaigu Garden, Chun Qing
Now my hometown is full of begonia, and I dream of entering the splendid heap in Jiangxi.
At this time, although spring returns, everything is thriving, but people are old; Swallows fly back every year after offering sacrifices to the land god.
Spring is like a piece of green and white, not heavy and light weather, it is the scene of Chu Qing; In this spring, catkins will fly and fall.
But this beautiful spring scenery can't be eaten, so let poetry attract it to Qiong Yao's jade cup.
Boating Zhu
Last night on the Ross River, the huge warship was as light as a feather.
It used to take a lot of effort to push it, but today it can move in the middle of water.
Xue Mei Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring, and the poet pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Xue Mei Lu Meipo
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
Jia Zhi, Daming Palace, Early Dynasty
Silver candles are in the sky, and the Forbidden City is pale in spring.
A thousand weak willows look down on trifles, and a hundred warblers build chapters around them.
The sound of the sword follows the jade step, and the clothes are made of incense.
* * * On Mu's phoenix pond, he served the king in the court.
His wife Jia has already gone to Du Fu's place.
Five nights, the sound missed the arrow, nine times drunk in spring. The flag is warm and the dragon and snake move.
Palace wind is slightly higher than sparrows. Cigarettes are full of sleeves, and poetry becomes pearls and jade.
Want to know the beauty of human silk, there are phoenix feathers on the pool today.
And Jia she had already gone to Cen Can.
Fifth, the rooster crows more, and the dawn of Kyoto Road is slightly cold; The orioles are singing, and Chang 'an is full of spring.
The bell has rung and the palace has been opened; Jade steps, former guard of honor, surrounded by officials.
The morning star falls, and the flower diameter meets the guards of the saber; The willow branches kissed the flag and a drop of dew got wet.
Only Wang, the calligrapher Jia Zhi, wrote poems in praise; His poems are too high and low to sing.
Shangyuan should make Cai Xiang.
Thousands of peaks gather together, and the door is happy.
It's not a three-night trip, but it's also a pleasure.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, leaving tonight, and the world is in harmony with spring.
You know, you have been deeply loved for more than forty years.
Shangyingyuan Wang Zhi Temple
The snow disappears and the moon is full of Sendai, and thousands of candles are fanned out as treasures.
Double phoenix clouds help chariots, and six proud riders ride mountains on the sea.
Good scenery and spring wine touch the weekly banquet, and the autumn wind is ugly.
A song makes people happy, and the king participates in the Summer Purple Cup again.
Serve Shen Quanqi.
Lord Yu is a good fairy, and her career begins.
The mountain is like singing wind chimes, and Longchuan is not allowed to drink in the pool.
Decorate the building with jade to teach Chunsheng, and the dance pavilion is hung by the sun.
I came here from Yu and called this day a day of sorrow and joy.
This is about suburban tourism, Hao Cheng.
When Fiona Fang's green fields roam freely, spring comes around Yaoshanbi.
Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream.
Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere.
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
Untitled Lu Xun
Yoko has many hooks and thorns, and the sky is full of war clouds.
A few spring waves, all is silent.
Only Qin gets drunk and sings more and more.
The storm is mighty, and the flowers and trees are bleak.
Untitled Lu Xun
In the blood, the grass is fertile and vigorous, and the cold and frozen earth is in full bloom.
Many heroes find husbands sick, and tears spill over the noisy crows in Chongling.
Laugh at Lu Xun
What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
19 1 1 Lu Xun in the autumn of.
I'm surprised that Qiu Lai is human, and I dare to send a spring essay to my pen.
The sea of dust is affectionate, and the golden wind is bleak.
When I was old, I returned to osawa, but my dreams failed and my teeth were cold.
I heard that pheasants are lonely, as if the stars are dying.
Jin 'ao Mountain gathers in Zhao Nan.
A green snail was near the water in Aoshan Mountain, and once crossed the jade toe to avoid the enemy.
After the oyster beach was rejuvenated, it was raining and the dragon shadow reflected the sunset.
At this time, the three armies will cross the river while sailing.
There are poems by immortals in wild temples, and courtiers are endowed with declined songs.
Meng Jiao after graduation.
The previous filth was not enough to brag, but now there is no end to debauchery.
In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day.
Linjiang Cao xian Xue Qin
Dance in front of Baiyun Hall in spring, and the east wind rolls evenly.
Bees swarmed around butterflies, and how many times did they disappear with the water? Is it necessary to appoint Chen Fang?
Never change, let him get together and let him leave.
Laughter has no roots in youth: good wind, with its power, sends me to Qingyun.
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are bright red, and the Shuhe River beats the cliff on the edge of the cliff. Bonuses are easy to drop, like Lavida and Water.
Infinite flow is in sorrow.
Wentingyun
The brocade machine speaks English frequently, stopping to cry and remember people.
Simon is still bleak in March, even if there are willows, it will not feel spring.
Sidi town weizhuang
Spring outing, apricot flowers are blowing everywhere, I am young and romantic, and I am going to be a wife.
Get married and rest for life. Don't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned.
Bodhisattva Manweizhuang
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. Spring water is brighter than the sky. Listen to the original.
Women who sleep in the rain and sell wine in Jiangnan restaurant are very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Return home before you are old, and return home will be broken.
Intestines.
Yongyule Li Qingzhao
The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke, play plum flute,
What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Lai Xiang
Zhao, Che BMW, thanks his drinking friends and poetry friends.
Zhongzhou is in full bloom, and the defects in the boudoir door do not hide Yu. Remember to lay stress on three to five, spread a green crown and twist Jin Xue.
Willow, clustered with struggles for Chu, is now gaunt and misty, and afraid to go out at night.
It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.
Nagato blamed Li Bai.
The sky belongs to Beidou and hangs on the west building, and there is no firefly in the golden house.
Moonlight wants to reach Nagato Hall, so don't worry about the palace.
In Guidian, the long sorrow does not remember spring, and the golden house has autumn dust.
Hanging in the clear sky at night, people take photos alone in Nagato Palace.
Zhang Hua, the garden association after March 3, Taikang six years.
On the first day of spring, it was sunny, drizzling and frosting. Xi Xi Xiang feng,
Qi stagnation is different, birds are easy to escape and flowers and trees are glorious.
Huang Zhongze feels old.
When you leave, you miss my frequency, and the bamboo leaves new tears.
Xiao Lang is regarded as a passer-by.
Looking at the colorful clouds, I don't know why, but I am worried about the spring water.
Coral Qian Qian, it is difficult to change Luo Fu's unmarried body.
Huang Zhongze feels old.
Since then, the sound is quiet, and the spring mountains are like smoke.
Tears add to Wuyuan's rainy night, and I wish I could not let the postal kiosk sleep all night.
If there is a farewell, I will talk about the history of Jinse.
He sometimes takes off his stool slightly, but he only feels sorry for himself.
The peony of Zhong Hui was defeated by the rain. Li shangyin
Second, don't laugh at pomegranate flowers blooming late, let alone catching up with Fangchun. It is a kind of human sorrow that peony withers prematurely.
Its corolla is like a white jade plate, with tears splashing and sadness repeatedly; Ruthless wind and rain are like sad guzheng, string string, broken dream.
Clouds are gathering, there is no flower bed in the past, and a good life in one year has been given to the sludge and dust early.
Looking back at Qian's strike in the afternoon, I feel that all the powder is new now.
Yao folk songs in December are special feelings.
Master Wang's distant mountains are faint and the water is more sparkling. Look at the willows flying and rolling around, right?
Peach blossoms are drunk and drunk, and the fragrance of the pavilion is bursting, and the door is covered with rain. Fear of pornography
Faint, abrupt, yellow, how can it not be fascinating? The new crow mark overwhelmed the old crow mark and broke.
Intestinal people remember people with broken hearts. This spring, Xiang muscle lost a little weight and the bandwidth was three inches.
Folding laurels makes Changsha miss Lu Zhi.
Looking at Yingzhou at dusk by the lake, Lu Heng is looking for poetry, Hunan is looking for spring, Zeguo is looking for orchids, and Tingzhou is looking for flowers. Who is evoking the soul, breaking the clouds in the sky, setting the dust in Huangling, the world has been one after another, and Changsha has been a poet several times.
Wu Xinyi Pei Di
The green embankment is covered with spring grass, and the prince and grandson keep it for fun. There are magnolia flowers, colors and hibiscus confusion.
Lonely goose Li Qingzhao
The poems written by the world are beautiful, but they become vulgar when they are written. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter.
The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. Shen Xiang intermittent jade furnace cold, follow me.
Love is like water, flute three times, plum blossom fragrance broken, how many Chun Qing.
A small wind dispelled the rain and shed a thousand tears in a hurry. The bagpiper went to Yulou empty-handed and heartbroken.
Depend on who, a branch is broken, and no one can send it.
Fisherman Li Ao Qingzhao
Knowing that spring is coming in the snow, cold plums are dotted with Qiongzhi, and the fragrant noodles are half open.
In court, the jade man bathed in new makeup, perhaps on purpose, and taught the bright moon to be leisurely.
Land, * * * reward Shen green ants. Don't get drunk, this flower can't compare with those flowers.
Yulouchun Li Qingzhao
Hong Su is willing to beat Qiong Yao to pieces, but she doesn't know how fragrant it is, but she doesn't know how fragrant it is.
See the infinite meaning of packaging.
The Taoist priest withered at the bottom of the spring window, bored and depressed, and came to rest if he wanted a drink.
There will be no wind in the Ming Dynasty.