How much hate, in my dream last night.
It's like swimming in the garden in the past, and cars are like running water in Ma Rulong.
Flowers and the moon are spring breeze.
How many tears, sleeves are covered.
Don't worry about tears, Shengfeng won't blow on Yue Ming.
Broken heart is more certain.
Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south.
The orchestral river on board is green, and the city is full of flying flocs and light dust.
Worried about killing the flower watcher.
Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn.
Thousands of miles away, in the cold dusk, a ship was anchored in the depths of Lu Hua.
The flute is in the Moon Building.
"Chencang Belongzhou Hu Si Li Weishen" Su Xiang
Beijing and China join hands, and the same road is happy.
Love is true and spring is slow.
Suddenly, a military service was engraved on my back, and I was looking forward to Bozoji.
Wu Yuer is thinking about the defense of Shucheng.
Being happy hurts this more. I'll finish reading it as soon as possible.
Mei Jian Shi Gang Yang Hui Beilin Road.
Make a pot halfway, and add sorrow on the road.
When the sun is shining and the grass is green, count the flowers.
There is beauty, empathy, and doing everything.
When you sing the sword, it is not a private answer.
Li Bai, a gift for Xu Anyi
See Chu Lao during the day and sing Xu Anyi.
Brocade is messy, and the knife here is good.
The breeze blew a hundred miles, and Hua Hui smelled the breath of the capital.
If the floating people return to the clouds, the agriculture will be full of suburbs.
Sichuan light net wheat is long, and the mulberry branches are long.
The lawsuit is just a long whistle, and the guests are coming to replace me.
Green oranges blow households, and white water flows into the garden pool.
Wandering in Anyi, Wynn didn't hold back.
Li Tao, a peach tree, is in its maturity at the end of the year.
"Go to Zhenggu to recruit Youlong to read poetry, and pay homage to the seven true instruments" is neat.
I won't win with you, Longxing Guguan Time.
Poetry is elegant, and the ceremony is seven true instruments.
As far away as south America, I think I am in the north of the country.
The male side is simple and simple, and the younger generation is arrogant.
Warm enough to sit on a flower and walk with the moss array.
Monk tapestry is a beginner's knot and he wears it for a long time.
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are everywhere, and ink and inkstone can go upstairs.
On Zen forgetting to listen and see, Tan Lao is extremely eager for foreigners.
As soon as the sun shines, the river is far away, and the porch is full of shadows.
The sound of pine nuts touching shoes shows the infatuation of cranes.
At first, your tea was refreshing, but in the end, your wine came late.
Return the stick, rest the stone or support the stool.
Looking from a distance, it is clear, singing loudly and moving with a white moustache.
Peng Feng's heart is not small, but Hao's ambition is humble.
I have nothing to do, but I forgot to do something.
There are five words to explain why, and every time you repeat the period.
Give up this and rest, who enjoys it more.
It's too late to stay in fairyland for a long time, so I rode back to the destroyer Snow Wind to blow.
Loquat Yamamoto Sadako
Mountain loquat, flowers like peony, sprinkle blood.
In previous years, it was a good season for mountains to bloom over green hills.
The branches are fully open and the leaves are half-cracked.
Fight for tea tightly and slowly untie the initial knot of crimson sac.
The golden thread clusters are floating wildly, and the coral stems are broken.
Because the wind spins off the skirt and flies, as hot as the eyes of the sun.
The child is leaning against the rock, and the clouds in the cage are hidden.
The green pearl language is full, and the Hanwu gradually disappears.
Everyone loves beauty, but I have to be ashamed.
If you don't listen to idle people, you once said to Lotte.
Yesterday, I first came to Taniguchi to ask each other, and I stopped in front of the mountain.
I went to Tongzhou late 10 days, and I still have one year to go to Huayou.
Mountain loquat, too clumsy to hold the mountain.
The sky is high, and the essence cannot be seen clearly, and the ninth grade emperor can't say it clearly.
The apricot trees in the garden are drunk, and the strangers are tender.
Because you are elegant and fragrant, you are a metaphor of immortals, and Panxi has the right to swallow when sitting cold.
To Teacher Pei Wang Wei
The scenery is getting better and better, and you are endowed with new poems.
Looking at the sky, you can be satisfied.
Spring breeze moves a hundred herbs, and orchids give birth to my fence.
Warm weather warms the boudoir, and the family will speak.
Xinxin is still high in spring and light in water.
Although the peaches and plums are not in bloom, the calyx is full of fragrance.
Please return to the policy rationally and take the notice to the farming season.
Both Wang Wei and Murong Cheng have seen Su Chuan.
Shampoo full of skin, too lazy to write poetry.
Look at the five willows at the door, and you will know six bodies in one year.
King Lingshou gave it to me, and my disciples carved it and cooked it.
It is difficult to eat and drink, but it is difficult to help others.
Present Judge Li Bazhang to Du Fu
When I was an uncle, I was inte, and I lived in the branch of Yao Shen.
There is no coral city, but some people do.
See the standard grid in the early years, delicate and rushing to the stars.
The official career is rich and clear, and Cao Zheng is the only official.
You've come to Shujia yamen, and it's all public.
Efforts are precious and safe, and I dare to learn from them.
It's just an experiment, but it lasts longer.
Discuss real solutions and answer disputes.
The book is full of ironic suggestions that the palace is limited to operation.
Who is the spouse if you don't show your materials when you enter the curtain?
What you ask for is drowning, and what you cherish is decay.
Hanging white and confusing Nanweng, committing to the north.
Really poor, or like a lost dog.
Autumn withered Dongting stone, the wind rustling Changsha willow.
I am happy with Jingheng, and my bosom friend looks back.
Du Fu's Forty Rhymes in Qukui Fu
Yesterday, he went to Hexi Wei and started his work in the northern division of Yuji.
If you are not a talented person, you will be late.
When you are waiting for a saint, you will live in darkness.
Ping Liu still painted and painted, but Shang En-ci dispersed.
Therefore, I stopped Yuntai from leaving, and I often showed my poems.
Cui Huasen is far away, but his bald head is sad.
I was deceived by nymphs, and I was deceived by wine.
Wen Yuan is always lonely, and Hanting is self-sufficient.
It is shameful to be selfish when you are ill from the discussion of the monarch and the minister.
Raise the guards to frighten the Lord, draw the sword and dial the decline of the year.
When the national economy is prosperous, the situation will be satisfied.
Blood is in the eyes, tears are messy.