Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Li Zhongmou's family has Zhou Fang's paintings, but my wife is missing in the back. The weather was fine and he played the poem.
No one in the deep palace has a long spring day, and the fragrance of flowers in the north of the agarwood pavilion is fragrant.
Beauty sleeps thin and washes herself, while the swallow dances and the warbler cries empty and heartbroken.
The painter wants to paint infinitely, and the east wind sleeps at first.
If the teacher smiles back, Yang Cai is all the rage.
Ling Du's hungry eyes were cold, and the donkey's broken hat followed the golden saddle.
Look at every other flower by the water, and you can only look behind your waist.
When you return to the bottom of the hut with ecstasy, you will believe that there is a Spanish child in the world.
Don't you see that Meng Guang's case comes down in one continuous line with his eyebrows? Has he ever cried on his back?