Ask for a poem that contains the words water, ice and snow.

"Near-body Yuefu" is quoted from Beijing Edition "What was the talent at that time? interlude

In the first month, the new sun gives birth to green tubes. In spring, the willow line is still shallow. The curtains are half-rolled. Swimming pool tray. The east wind blows water and the glass is soft. Is it getting better? Wake up drunk. Long Mei is black and fragrant, and English is poor. An hour in the morning is worth two in the evening. The night is short. How can the dream soul stay away from the Pearl Palace?

I'm halfway through the spring in February. Spring scenery by the river is still short. It's sunny and sunny. Deep in the hospital. The real bead curtain flies first. Gradually feel lazy. Wine invades the face. Nowhere to spend a little leisure. Keep pulling. The tulle drifted away with the wind.

March wheatgrass is dying. Cochineal tears flow pear flower rain. BMW Xiuxuan is a stranger in the south. Sing a song. Go for a walk in spring. Dong Huang is willing to believe Shao Rong. I am as good as catkin. Gone with the wind Look for Zhu Hu through the curtain.

In April, Fang Lin was very quiet. Green leaves are everywhere and plums are small. Why in South Mocesan? Laugh over words. Silk is all silkworms of Lao Wu. Half awake and half asleep. Young warblers talk to each other. Aroused this feeling. Take a break and have a look. At the top of the building, there is grass everywhere.

I didn't believe it until May. Fresh water is fragrant and tender. Ru Yan learned that the curtain of flight was steep. Who can I ask? The neighboring countries in the East are about to taste good luck. If you miss a day, you will feel sleepy. Skirt waist reduces soft tissue injury. A pinch of eyebrows, a thousand hates. Hastily rectify. Huang Meiyu is very nice and boring.

Why is the heat in June too strong? Sea durian is burning red. There are thousands of strange peaks in the sky. The wind shadow will be fixed. The Tuan Fan in Han Palace was first sung. The first bead is the foil, and the courtyard is quiet. The scarlet dress is narrow and the skin is bright. Get drunk while sleeping. Hate disease. When will the night and dream wake up?

In July, hibiscus gives birth to green water. Mingxia brushed her face and put on new makeup. Suspected song and dance prostitute in Chu Palace. Strive for beauty. Dancing in the breeze, boasting about your slim waist. It began to rain again on the edge of Wuqiao. There is no land in the long river. Someone is thousands of miles away tonight. Many years later. Not as good as Petunia Club.

August is cool and gives birth to a pillow. Gold plate dew wash Qiu Guang light. The moonlight on the ground opened a treasure. Wave. An old friend, a thousand miles away depends on the threshold. The cicada tree is ruthless, and the wind is ruthless. Yan returned to the blue sea bead curtain. Doubtful frost on the arm and shrinking temples. Sadness is dark. How sad every year is.

In September, Chongyang arrived again. East hedge chrysanthemum puts small money. Worry before the wind blows the moon. Who laughed? Wuniang practices waist-closing. Ai Banxuan has no intention to sweep more. Is the railing free? I want to open a new road to Nanyun. Take a break. When will you come? The cost of occupying Iraq.

October is light and cold, and evening is dusk. Frost flowers darken southern trees. Twelve pillars lean on each other. Have a chat. Go home when the mountains are chaotic and the grass is dry. I regret my feelings and admire them. Hu Jia ignored centrifugal bitterness. I still like counting drums at night. Double embroidery worker. Dreams and souls should go as far as possible.

The law should be ruthless. Ice gives birth to jade, and water clouds are like flocs. Thousands of miles away, the countryside is closed and empty. There are no dimension elements. Pisces doesn't eat Nanhongdu. I have put the wine away. Wind destroys wine, and sorrow gathers. But I remember the beast furnace chasing the old place. Lazy head. There are countless marks on the ashes.

The light of the twelfth lunar month is like a raging wave. Frozen clouds want to bend cold roots. This poem by Xie Nvxue is really a masterpiece. Extremely bad. Liu is in Long Beach. It's easy to boast about drinking. Don't send a song to a bar. This is a reward for youth. Do not look down. You can visit Yaolin today.