Gui Yan's poems
Author: Zhang Jiuling
Although Haiyan is very small, it only temporarily returns to the north in spring. Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens. In one day, I went to Ito Show several times, taking mud as my nest. Haiyan doesn't want to fight for power and profit, and hawks don't have to be suspicious of slander.
swallow
Author: Qin Taoyu
I don't know if the building is empty, but the frequency has reached the corner. I once talked to a beautiful woman, but I gave up embroidery time several times.
Yan Ying
Author: Ge
Spring in March, ordinary people. In order to welcome the new year, the old curtains are not covered. The wings were wet with light rain, and the smell of mud bloomed. The nest grew into a chick and stayed with it for many years.
Guiyan
Author: Du Fu
Not only to avoid frost and snow, but also like a rare couple. It's not chaotic at four o'clock. I'll know in August. Spring scenery visits each other, and the chicks still know the opportunity. Therefore, the nest will never die, and it will fly to its master.
Yin Pak
Author: Yuan Kai
It is no longer the fall of the old country, and Lao Wang Xie bo should be rare. In the Ming Dynasty, there was no shadow at the beginning of the Han River, and the Liangyuan was full of snow. The catkin pond smells like a dream, and the pear garden is cold. The Zhao sisters are jealous of each other and don't fly to Zhaoyang Hall.