Night rain
Xu zaisi
Autumn leaves, a little banana, a little sorrow. After the dream night, the snuff falls and the chess is not collected. Sigh that the new seal will prevent the long stay. After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Yan Shu
The threshold chrysanthemum is sad with smoke and blue tears, the curtain is cold, and swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
Qiaojinmen
Feng Yanji
When the wind blows, it brings a pool of spring water. In the fragrant path of Yuanyang, the hand (the left handle is re-determined, and the three are "weak", rubbing) the red apricot core.
Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.
Shengchazi
Yuanxi
Ouyang Xiu
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Liu Yong
It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, secretly giving birth to heaven. In the afterglow of the grass, who will lean on the bar and be silent?
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.