Before the east wind rises, there is no shadow on the flowers.
The steep clouds are wet, deep and crisp, and Mei Qing washes them as soon as he sees them.
Catch a roll of sorrow, the cold floats and the rainbow shines.
When the door is closed, the ship will be lazy and the passengers will be light. ?
Wen Chun several times, advocating red and green, empty, charming and sunshine.
Look at the true color, a thousand stones and one element, and the sky is ruthless.
Wake up and then open it, Xiaofeng green jade hook curtain.
Support each other and get drunk, on the platform of the king, the highest realm.
2. Snow Song: Xin Qiji by Man Jianghong and Fan Xian
Flying in the sky, Joan is thinner than human feelings after all.
Also cross, Yulong returns, and thousands of flowers shake down.
Clouds break through the forest and add a far hole, and the moon is near the corner.
I still remember the young man stepping on Han Road and holding Dong Guo. ?
Singing frozen geese and laughing at hungry magpies. People are old, and joy is still yesterday.
For Qiong Yao and your entertainment.
I like being fascinated by distance, but I'm still far from it.
When the lambs are finished, Yangzhou Crane will invite them to make tea.
3. Stay in Gan Ming Temple after Snow-Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The mountains, rivers and horses outside the door are also surprised. I'll go first on the front steps.
Wind flowers strayed into Changchun Garden, and Yunyue came to the city that never sleeps.
Cattle and sheep are not allowed to be cleaned, and the crows and magpies make it clear.
More importantly, take the monk's couch and wait for the sound of bamboo rushing on the eaves.
4. Xue Mei Bodhisattva-Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan
The Milky Way turns to 3,000 songs and bathes in herons.
Where to go home, the sunset river goes upstairs. ?
The sky hates plum waves, so it snows.
Looking at the blinds in the deep courtyard, you should pity the cold on the river.
5, "Red Forest Near, Snow Up"-Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan
On the first night of the snowstorm, it was colder in the water town at dusk.
There are flying feathers on the branches and teeth hanging under the eaves.
I like the accumulation of doors and alleys, but it's a pity that it's ruined.
Overlooking the bamboo forest, the clear pool rose slightly.
The steps are just right, and the banquet is late.
Plum blossoms are cold-resistant, and pavilions are put into ice trays.
In Yokosuga, Qian Shan, the clouds change color.
Put a cup and look at the height.