The moon comes first near the water tower, and flowers and trees are easy to spring in the sun. Su Lin's broken sentences
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Su Shi's Spring Night
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad. Yuan Zhen's "Send Sorrow, Part Two"
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea. Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian
Increased the occupation of wrapping cloth, and had a poetic atmosphere in my stomach. Su Shi bid farewell to Dongchuan
Axe king is used to being young and romantic, and doesn't like mountains and rivers and beautiful people. The Legend of Peach Blossom Fan by Chen Qing Wang Yu
Nine out of ten people are contemptible, but none of them is a scholar. Huang Jingren's mixed feelings
Two nights of mandarin duck quilt, pear tree pressing begonia. Su Shi's plays were given to Zhang Xian as gifts.
Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Wei Zian's "Flower Moon Mark, Poem 15"
Mo Yan is far from the gate of hell, and every family is a brother. Huang Tingjian's Zhi Zhu Ci
It's a thousand miles away, San Xiao idiot. Huang Zeng Hangzhou folk poetry anthology
Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums. Huang Chao's The Last Chrysanthemum
The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. The East Building of Xianyang City in Xu Hun
Poor midnight is unprecedented, and Mo Wen people ask ghosts and gods. Li Shangyin's Jia Sheng
After ten years' hard work, I have grinded out a sword. The edge of the sword flashes in cold light, but I haven't tried its sharpness. Jia Dao's The Swordsman
I am exhausted, but I am still a child. Poverty inherits the wind! Cixi's Poems for Mother's Birthday