Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Complain about one's feelings
In those days, Wanli sought a seal, and one horse guarded Liangzhou.
Where is the dream of closing the river, the dust darkens the old mink and fur.
Before the beard dies, the sideburns fall first.
Tears flow empty.
Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!
Quail day
I live in a dark room.
The slightest dust doesn't matter.
Pour the residual jade through the bamboo, and roll the yellow court to see the mountain.
Greed and arrogance make decline and disability.
Let's smile everywhere.
Yuan knows that his creative heart is different, but he is as old as a hero.
Fisherman's pride
Look east and see where the mountain is.
The journey is thirteen thousand miles.
A book full of papers.
Tears streaming down her face, the book will be returned next year.
Information: Hongqiao started.
When can a ship find a brother?
Traveling around the world is really old.
Worried, trouble sleeping.
In a few wisps of tea smoke.
"ChaoZhong measures? Mei "
Quiet posture does not enter the juvenile court.
There is only sadness in silence.
Wandering life, very cold.
At the end of the river, new poems and old dreams are lonely and hateful.
No matter the spring breeze, I once knew the East Emperor first.
"Langtaosha? Danyang Floating Jade Pavilion Seats "
The trees are hidden.
Several farewells.
Yang Guan often hates, not to mention autumn, you are a pedestrian.
Wipe away tears and towels.
Let's disappear separately.
A Li Jiang hate just split.
Andrew Chihiro cut off the smoke through the iron lock.
Xie Chichun
I joined the army in the prime of my life, and I was once swallowed up.
Clouds and smoke show the night.
Zhu Yan's temple is green, and he is guarded by Ge Xi.
Laughing at the crown of Confucianism made many mistakes.
The dream of fame and fortune is shattered, but the boat belongs to Wu Chu.
Sad songs, mourning the past.
The smoke from the kitchen is boundless, and you can see where Qin Guan is.
Sigh the fleeting time, and waste time.
Night tour of the palace
The snow is clear and messy.
Sleepwalking, I don't know where I am.
An iron horse has no power like water.
Xiangguan River, Yanmen West, Qinghai International.
Sleep in the cold light.
Sound leakage, moon-slanting window paper.
I promised to be in Wan Li.
Who knows, although the sideburns are broken, the heart is not dead.
Magpie fairy
A romantic experience, a misty rain, living in Diaoyutai West.
Fish sellers are afraid to go near the city gate, but they are willing to go deep into the world of mortals.
Tidal physiology, beach mooring, tidal rise and fall.
When people mistake Yan Guang for Yan Guang, I am an unknown fisherman.
Magpie fairy
The eaves are quiet, the awning window lights are dim, and the Spring Festival Evening is stormy.
The warbler's nest is always silent, but on a moonlit night, she often cries out Du Yu.
I shed tears in a hurry, dreaming, and picked up the deep branches to fly away.
So the mountain is unbearable to listen to alone, and it is ups and downs for half a life.
"Huanxisha? Harmony without strange rhyme
Lazy to the sand head drunk jade bottle.
Tell you to enjoy the small window.
The most important thing is that the setting sun blows the horn.
Busy days are bitter, idle days are few, and new troubles often continue the old ones.
None of the guests is afraid to join the group.
"Good thing is near? Mount Meixian to see the sea. "
Swing sleeves to Xifeng, no feet.
Under the crutches, facing the whale sea, the smoke sails are vivid.
It is dusk to watch the clouds dance.
Thank you for your kindness to stay.
Hairpin phoenix
Red crisp hands.
Yellow rice wine
Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city.
Dongfeng evil.
Love is thin.
A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years.
No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever.
People are empty and thin.
Tears flooded her face.
Peach blossoms fall.
Leisure swimming pool hall.
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Momomo.
"striking? On the evening of July 16, climb the Happy Pavilion and see Nanshan in Chang 'an.
Crying in the corner of the border town in autumn.
The bonfire blazed on the high platform.
Singing and singing, standing on a high place, he gave wine to the land, which produced infinite enthusiasm for restoring Guanzhong.
Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon?
The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.
Bean leaf yellow
It is often rainy and windy in spring.
The wind and rain are clear and the spring is empty.
Who cares about red mud?
Hate is hard to be poor.
Just like in The Decline of Weng I.
fisherman
Xianghu misty rain filament.
Put the spoon on the new rice cooker.
After the clouds disappear, the moon tilts.
The tide is low and the boat is drunk.