Yan Dao Ji
When you and your partner play games on the steps, we will meet first, and when you and your female friend are upstairs, we will meet again. The girls are playing games in the competition. I saw you on the grass in front of the rank, like other girls, your clothes were covered with dew, and your hair was swaying in the breeze. I was deeply impressed by that lively and beautiful mood.
Water follows the spring, who is with the cloud? I hate Jin Pingkong when I'm sober. Unexpectedly, at the end of the year, Iraqis are like dark clouds, and they don't know where to go.
Linjiangxian
Yan Dao Ji
Outside, leisure and enrichment, in the eyes, joy is often scarce. A poem will be given to the monarch next year. From tonight, how long will we meet again.
Who wants to invite shallow wine to persuade, only you know how to be affectionate. Dong's spring is near, ok. Willow hangs by the river and plum blossoms are in the snow.
Linjiangxian
Yan Dao Ji
Freshwater is happy for three years, but it is dangerous to leave love for a few nights. Xiao Shuang's Red Leaf Dance Return to Hometown. Today's Qiu Meng ancient road short pavilion.
Clear tears before drinking, sound in the sun. Shaoling's poems are ancient and famous. When Yun Hong meets, smoke fills the nine cities.
Linjiangxian
Yan Dao Ji
After a half cold spring, the snow disappeared and the grass began to grow. Smoke an old pond in Liu Fan. The wind blows plum blossoms, and the rain is sunny and apricot blossoms are fragrant.
I am happy when the moon falls on the branch. I once dreamed of a Gaotang, so I think there is nothing to think about. Now this is not a dream, but a trip to Iraq.
Linjiangxian
Yan Dao Ji
Long love fades, and hibiscus blooms in autumn water. Blush with dew, learn to cry. Xia Xiang smoked Leng Yan, and the clouds curled up.
On rainy days, the frost is as cold as old Fang Fei. Who were you drunk with? Last year, I spent a lot of money, but now it flies away like a butterfly.
Linjiangxian
Yan Dao Ji
Charming fairy flowers explain the story, and light spring willows can sleep. Deep in the jade building, in front of the window. Dream back to the grass night, and the song will fall into the air.
Deep water thick smoked embroidered quilt. Floating clouds and shallow drinking gold boats. Green smiled pitifully. Don't be like a cloud, be like the moon.