Ying Heqing's Poems

Jiangchengzi

Xi Zi looked at the cold palace with tears and hated the screen.

But before the flowers bloom, the lonely shadow smells faint.

Acacia has no language to send for nine days. Ask Heng 'e, between lovers?

journey

Ouyang Xiu

Jade pot ice jade beast furnace ash. People began to embroider curtains.

Spring begins overnight, and six flowers bloom without scissors.

Luoyang city fell from the sky and competed for the balcony.

The wind is light, the saddle is covered with sleeves, and the road is like Jason.

Zui Hua Yin

Li Qingzhao

Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner.

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

After dusk, Dongli wine is fragrant and bright.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.