In the early years, I was misled by beauty and fell into the palace. I'm not too lazy to dress up in front of the mirror. Ok, ok, not on the pretty face; Finally, in order to please who, ask me to decorate.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. I really miss my female companion in Yuexi Hu Sha every year; Song laughed and picked hibiscus casually.
Jin Yong Tang Li Bai
In spring, the flowers in the garden are smiling and the grass in the pond is bright. Not as good as hibiscus, next to the jade steps of Chanjuan.
Powder paste, how to promote it, will be scattered in an instant. Is it true that the branches of a tree will grow out at the end of the year?
Book spirit banquet Jin Tang
Floating and haggard, the heroic years have passed away. Handkerchiefs can smell the perfume that my wife used to use, and Lin Daiyu's black smoke left a little trace on the handkerchiefs.
Li Shangyin of Shuangyue Tang Dynasty
When I first heard of geese, there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
Sai Xia Qu Tang Gao Shi
If you can't see the fragrant branches, the bees don't peep at the spring flowers. If you hadn't seen the mud on the beam, Gao Yan wouldn't have lived in the autumn wind.
The prodigal son joins the army, and the beautiful moth keeps the empty boudoir It is natural to cry when you are alone, but when things get worse, you can smell birds singing at night.
Tanabata Tang Song Cao
Cows and girls meet magpies on Qixi Autumn. Yunfei returns to the golden pheasant, and the bright moon hangs a jade hook.
Yan Yu added several times that she didn't hate it, but there was no more shyness on her face. To make matters worse, when Xiao Jian shot Cui Lou from the east.
Hurt the singer Tang Wen Ting Yun with friends.
When the moon lacks flowers, the flowers must be full and round. What more can I do to promote my ideas? There is also a powerful China Committee that has passed away.
A beautiful song stays tactfully, and Jiuyuan Cao Chun envies Shan Juan. Don't be sentimental, Wang Sun. Since ancient times, family ties have harmed teenagers.
Visit the western suburbs again and cross Wei Wuying in Tang Dynasty.
When water songs are chased, tourists are nostalgic. ChanJuan saw her in the waves last night.
Scared birds live in uncertainty, and the fragrance is still cold. When to join hands, it's like watching flowers.
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty in Fajing Temple
I was in danger in other states, and I was forced to work hard. God hurts the mountain and walks deep, and worries about breaking the cliff temple.
Chanjuan is fresh and clean, and Xiaochan is cold and cold. Back mountain root water, Ran Ran scattered rain.
It was cloudy in the morning and I vomited again on the first day. Zhu Zan is semi-polished, with numerous households.
Forget the early stage, it's already noon. I was summoned by the rules, and the micro-path stopped walking.
Lu You in the Han Palace during the Spring, Autumn and Song Dynasties
Travel around the world. I like listening to Chu Xia apes and learning Qin Chuanjian. Empty boats are not tied, Wan Li Jiangtian.
The green temples in Zhu Yan, like the world of mortals, have nothing immortal. Why not? Songbirds kill time in the sea and send them away singing.
Don't laugh and don't be careless. Look at the idle square and the deep courtyard. Gong Yan begonia banquet, flowers covered with golden boats.
If the rafters draw candles, when the wine stops, the torches blow smoke. The message said, an old couple in Beijing, please don't change a towel for the story of losing Sim.
Wuyeti truffle tour
The sails are full of flowers, and the scarves are light fog. The leaves of Sophora japonica are long and cloudy, sunny and rainy.
Pick up a pen and lean on the grass, hook the curtain and get drunk. No dust, listen to the new cicada on the pillow.
Good daughter Huang Song Ting Jian
When will spring come back? Don't ask Tao Li anything. Swallows return to their habitat, and pear blossoms fall into the West Garden.
Only Yue Chanjuan. Like everyone else, it is difficult to get close to the sky. I would like to teach Qingying to meet each other often and seek reunion.
Song Sushi, the head of the water tune
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Jiang cheng zi song sushi
Looking forward to Ma 'er Mountain and Jiuxian Mountain. Blue sky and clouds, idle at night. The high platform in the city is really detached.
Don't let the clouds and rain disperse in a hurry. The moon is beautiful tonight. Static combined boxing of gulls and herons. Go dancing.
Light smoke. The personnel are bleak, and it is another year. Don't forget to make you laugh, under the willows and in front of the bushes.
Jiang Teli of Bodhisattva Man Song Dynasty
The mirror and the moon are happy, and I don't hate it tonight. Jade lock stuffy moonlight, Heng E knew it.
There will always be a season, don't let the music stop. Come to produce rolls at night, why don't you watch wine?
Song Yan Shu, picking mulberry seeds.
Ancient Luo clothes are like gold needles, embroidered. Jade Zhu Lan. Purple is bright and bright.
The beautiful woman painted the pavilion with new cosmetics, facing the edge of the cluster. Try to pick Chanjuan. Insist on learning green eyebrows.
Moshanxi Song Zhou Bangyan
There are sparse willows in front of the building, and there are endless roads outside the willows. The emerald color hangs for four days, the peaks are green, and the high city is wide.
The evil eyes of the rivers and lakes are inclined to this mountain, and there is nothing to say. Stay in the air. Two or three ravens are gone.
Pingkang Hutong, the past is like rain. Ten years later, I came back, tired of chasing, tired of playing with wine and flags.
Fortunately, people are like a moon tonight, and their sleeves are lifted. Cup deep injection. Song of witch hazel