Feng Xian and I have a Penglai banquet. □ Play Penglai Qingyi. Penglai, a maritime city, appeared. Tigers roared in Penglai Garden. Pan surrounded Penglai Pavilion. Crane controls Penglai Phoenix. Danxian Penglai nine turns. Penglai should have chosen it.
Poet of Old Friends in Taoyuan: Ma Yu Times: Yuan Dynasty Genre: Ci
Kunlun Mountain welcomes Penglai Profile. Connect Penglai Yunzu. Penglai, a different scenery, will be on fire. Bian Xia Penglai crane. The golden wind turned to Penglai Pavilion. Own Penglai Dan medicine. Fairy Penglai is really happy Live up to Penglai's promise.
Poet of "Die Lian Hua": Jia Penglai Age: Song Dynasty School: Nothing
Thin wing powder, new clothes dyed yellow, romantic like who, greenhouse for two or two nights.
Autumn Night Poet: Jia Penglai Dynasty: Song Dynasty School: Nothing
Orchids are exposed, and the cool wind moves. The wooden box is covered with incense embroidered with * * * *. The firefly shadow is sparse, and the smoke from the animal furnace is very thick. The fragrant flame of the silver tube went out, and the flicker of Cui Hua disappeared.
In my heart forever Poet: Jia Penglai Dynasty: Song Dynasty School: None
The dewdrops are round and the ice muscles are cold. Apricot beams only inhabit swallows, while rhombic mirrors cover solitary bears. The residual trees are all yellow and the round lotus is wet and withered. Embroidered curtains give birth to colorful paintings, and there is shame under the window.
Chunxiao Poet: Jia Penglai Dynasty: Song Dynasty School: None
The water in the square pool is thin, and the birds are beautiful. Red and cold in the mirror, moth eyebrows disappear. Melt the tender calyx and meditate softly. Collect floral dew with your fingers and gently mix snow powder.
Poet: Jia Penglai Dynasty: Song Dynasty School: None
The scarlet petals are heavy, which was once Liu Lang's old view. So we should plant it in the clouds and don't teach it to be close to the laity.
Thank you poet: Jia Penglai Dynasty: Song Dynasty School: None
Lotus petals are sent far away, and the fingertips are embroidered. The bow is bent, and there is nowhere to go. You can also see the geese flying independently in the shade of flowers.
Poet of Boudoir Love: Jia Penglai Dynasty: Song Dynasty School: None
Swallows come to the south, geese fly to the north, but people in the distance forget everything. It's hard to make a mouth with a heart disease, and all kinds of troubles are eyebrows. Try to grab Chai Jin's morning glasses and dive down the jade to lift the stains on the spring clothes. Neighbors don't look haggard, only jathyapple in the west window knows.