Chi Pan month hand in hand, bamboo opens in the wind.
Drive away sorrow and know the power of wine, but sleep and see the power of tea.
Living in the east meets the west, and the age is the same.
Can you come as a companion? Iraq is a fisherman.
Feng Xue's neighbors are in the opposite direction.
The owner has a 15-year-old son who only works hard in the countryside. At night, ditch water around rice fields, and plow cattle and cultivate soil at dawn.
Jia Xi's family is young and promising, with a handsome and lofty appearance. There is no sooner or later in the history of book hunting, and Zhu Ziru is sitting on the stage to pick up the green.
The host and the west are in the same boat, and the west is laughing and laughing. Yun Xi's ambition and reputation are no different.
Although the master worked hard, he dedicated himself to Zaoxi and his relatives. Men and women who have been married for 20 years are not old people in the class.
Darning at dusk, others belong to brothers. During the Spring and Autumn Period, I was always at home, and my wife and slaves were not allowed to violate the ceremony temporarily.
I took 20 exams today and 30 exams in ten years. When the journey is long, several people have to get on the bus.
If you make an official old, who will you give the T-shirt to? A hundred years of flesh and blood return to spring, and elms grow autumn grass in Wan Li.
Today, I devoted myself to heaven, plowing and mowing, and became a teenager. The smile on her face added to today's happiness, and the salary on her shoulders continued to smoke in the kitchen.
Even if this is white, there are children and grandchildren and crops. There is an ancient book of filial piety at home, which has been handed down from generation to generation.
There is no need to laugh at the boss for reporting what the west knows. I don't want to run away before I die, but I will become famous after I die.
Lang Shiyuan is listening to blowing sheng next door.
Blowing sheng's voice, like a dark cloud from the sky, I don't know which wall.
The gate of the city gate was not searched, but they fantasized in their hearts that there must be a thousand peach trees.
The Nine Chapters Collection "Seventy-two Scenes of Summer Resort" (the longest ancient poem so far)
Drunk in the famous garden oriole, leisurely stepping on the green embankment beside the pavilion, weeping willows and playing with strings, splashing water with floating clouds, lingering cold tears, phoenix dancing in Guanzhong, three strokes of cloud reminders on the ridge, nine machines weaving in front of the pavilion, turning on the machine, the beauty of the villa is Kangxi, flying shuttles running, small bridges running, pavilions and pavilions. Three continents are surrounded by green dams. Dialect winding path leads to a secluded brother. There are clear sand and clear water, poplars and green willows here, and leisurely strolling fascinates you. There is no heat in the three machines, and the cool water keeps you away from the heat. You are surrounded by clouds. The temple is three turns deep, and the jade is wrapped in green, which makes people relaxed and happy. Four machines in Yanxun Mountain Pavilion drive Xia Di to change clothes. Wang Chen kowtow rate night meter. The smoky mountain pavilion. Shadows scattered on the eaves. The morning sun shines on the lakeside mountain. The wind valley listens to the waves, the sound is sweet, and the crows are sent away, and the past moves one by one. There are seven machines in the clear sky, and the shadows of cranes are clear. Guaishi Forest is covered with exotic flowers and plants. Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing Dynasty is very elegant, and she will always pray for her life. There are eight machines in Yunshan Resort. The mountains drooped in the wind. The sea of clouds covers the sky in all directions. It was windy in all directions, and Qian Shan bowed, and Cuiling stole the fairy clothes. * Wedge hammer peak is full of pens, and the lake is full of ink piles. One day, thousands of Shi Lei shuttled and thousands of stars moved at midnight. There is one side of the north pillow, and the two emperors in the stone stand in the wind. The remains of the east stand on the north pillow, and the snow in Nantun overlooks the neon of Jehol. Sunglow in Xiling Mountain. Five colors reflect Dan. Three cameras fell on Hammer Peak, and the sunset glow fell on Hammer Peak. Ruiqi Qiong Yao painted Qianshan. Hongyun hangs his head, and Wan Li is drunk. Nanshan four machines covered with snow, Nanshan snow painted sunrise. Shu Yun's eaves are surrounded by fairy sounds. Castle Peak Stone Path, the eagle spreads its wings and takes a nap with the sky. Pear blossoms accompany the moon. Double upturned agar cornices, perfume in the pavilion, water knocking on strange rocks, fairyland on earth, and soft muscles soaking in ancient rhyme. The wind spring listened to the seven machines, tinkling and dripping on the stone platform, and the piano sounded like a fairy. The breeze around the building, Shu Yun hook diameter, autumn is the most suitable. Haopu missed eight opportunities, and the wind blew eight drills. The lake pavilion is full of clear water and light smoke. The ship broke through the waves. Swallows dance in the spring, and the somersaults on the slope are all idle people playing in the stone gallery, chasing birds and shooting birds. The tower has a copper tip and an arched eyebrow. Warm currents and waves bring five fierce waters to the west. If the sound is tangible and subtle, if the waves are clear, the pavilion is under Longfei Bai. There are two machines in the stone wall in Yolanda, and the stone wall in Yolanda is a monument. Don't laugh at the cold palace, the bright moon is lonely, and keep the princess. The warbler tree has four engines, and the oriole willow keeps singing. On the sweet branches, the sound is clear and the birds are fascinated. The fragrance is far away and five machines are clear, and time is fading away. The wind shook the bushes and the red flowers leaned against each other. Love is far away, the waves are fragrant, and the fog is blue. Surrounded by mountains and clouds, the fairy wind is fine, the water forest is cloudy, the pavilions are quiet, and the fragrance is fragrant and beautiful. Pleasant and approachable. There are eight boats in Yun Fan, and the sea in Yun Fan is boundless. Smoke wafts away, and the boat is charming. Gold and silver snakes bite, gold and silver turtles help, and the sky is blue in the dream. Zhu Fang has nine planes, with clear water and stones in the air. The pavilion is elegant and fragrant. Lotus flowers bloom in summer and autumn. Far songs and near flutes are fascinating. Clouds are like machines in water, like stepping on spring mud in water. Green trees flow together in Qingfeng Mountain. The stone bridge bows and waits, and the white clouds welcome guests. There are pheasants on the ridge. There are two machines around the rocks in Chenghu Lake. I hope to come to the pear blossom season on the ridge. The reason is that the stone is cheap and the feelings are returned to the government and the public. I want to think of the emperor. The waves overlap and Cui Yun chases. I want to canoe. The north of this country has just returned to the south. Watching fish in Rocky Mountain Author: Fog Spirit is extremely high 2009-4-22 2 1: 44 Reply to this statement 2 Nine machines * words Seventy-two scenic records of the summer resort [the longest ancient poem so far] Four machines, hanging in the shade, fishing in the Rocky Mountain, like silver carp jumping, just like lotus flowers in full bloom, drunk watching willow smoke. The boat sang the words of peace. Six machines in the double lake mirror, and the double lake mirror looks at the dike instrument. Changhong drinks and practices the south. Beautiful shaman, drunken fairy Li Bai. Recite Tang poetry at random. Changhong drinks and practices Qiji, while Changhong drinks and practices dancing and muscle softening. The mirror of two lakes is pleasing to the eye. White lotus is as clean as jade, red lotus is pretty, and birds and insects are singing endlessly. Fukuda's eight planes are full, and there is silence in silence. Clouds rest, water walks, painting fans, oblique branches catch shadows, pavilions sleep, the lake is pleasant, the boat is romantic, lovers rest, when getting off the plane, Kangxi counts the rest, the theme is in his heart, the shuttle is tired, silks and satins are boring, and he wakes up and goes home. Wedge Garden has a dream in history, and the years are full of purple cymbals. The story of a horse tied with a whip is full of legend. Today, it is said that the ancient scenery is full of wind. Turn the scroll, recite the bamboo pen, and then weave the nine machines. There is a beautiful machine at the main entrance. Lee Tae is going south. Zhu Hong takes care of ants. When Wen got off the sedan chair, Wu came to dismount and stayed at Shiwei. Two machines in Qin Zheng Hall, Gao Mingbo's thick politics and deeds. What you said is fair and reasonable. Heroic achievements, offspring rats, fire. The queen mother sleeps in the palace. There are four machines in Ruyi Lake, and blue lagoon swims low in Ruyi fog. Looking from the front of the Cross Pavilion, the golden hill is misty and rainy, and you can see the cloud embankment for miles. The green finch boat has five planes, and the queen mother of the west has fallen into the lake. It is elegant and golden. It is royal, blue and proud, and the morning mist is swaying. The sixth machine of Qiwanglou can see the ancient city. Yo yo, eating grass is all green grass. Fight, chase clouds. Pine clouds cover the sun, wild flowers sing birds, and the most important thing is velvet antler. The waterside pavilion has eight machines, and the lakes and mountains fly in ancient pavilions. The eaves of Liu 'an are carved in the breeze. There are eight holes in the sluice and there are thousands of fish and shrimp. When you look up, you can see Wen Kui. A knowledge of nine machines in a hall, a pile of books in a green tree pavilion. Chu Jun is addicted to his books. It is eager to learn to weave dry dragon emperor's clothes with mist. One Changyuantai, with the Liuan of Jinghu facing south. The eaves rise from the palace wall. The platform is far, the winding path is secluded and close, and the branches are low. There are two machines in the quiet hall. The green ring is raining and the flowers are falling sadly. The quiet hall is hidden in the middle. It has a new appearance, heavy bricks and thick tiles, a pillow and a dream document. Lengxiangge three machines came to North Aohan. The canoe is full of blue waves, and ling is used to cross the United States. Today, the pavilion is still there, and there is a beautiful orchid pot and elegant place in the thatched cottage. There are five machines in the lotus viewing platform, and the lotus flower reflects its bud in the sun. Five units of red, a pool of blue waves, a quiet pavilion with light smoke. Qinghuige has six machines, and Qinghui is clean from the world. The fairy misses the morning. Jinshan looks at each other, and the lake is full of plays. It's just that when the two sides hang up, Canglang Island will sing beautifully in the garden. Qingquan Courtyard has a secluded curtain near. Sing Canglang Island, enjoy the gazebo and enjoy the cool summer. There are nine machines in a cloud, and Hu Qin's performance awakened the fans of warbler. There is a cloud map. There are several deer leisure places where warblers sing and many concubines are gorgeous. The wedge looks at Qianshan and gives birth to white wings. Floating apple incense tray, including two fairyland gardens, towering trees are closed and bright, carpets are wrapped with old incense, deep shade, deer are hidden, branches are high and nests are occupied, ladders are built with ancient wood, and horses ride lightly on the grassland. Smoke rises under the wind hoof, whip the moon and rein the sun, and test the horse to fly dust. Jia Shu Xuan 4 opened its neck and wrote an inscription on the inkstone. The word "Brother Lecheng" is popular. Autumn is crisp, and the platform worships the tower, which always helps the Buddha to live. Suyun has six planes on the eaves, and the dreams in the palace are scattered. Suyun's eaves rose to the bottom of the city wall. Moss still exists, and grass destroys cold and sorrow. Chengguan Zhai Qi Ji, Chengguan Fayuan, Huidi Ji Yuan is fragrant and purple. Dream of singing old words. Draw nine windows and listen to Tao Qi's paintings. Shenlin plays birds singing and clouds getting drunk. Ink flows far and wide, trees brush windows, and rainbows fall on the walls. Wedge gardens are beautiful in prosperous times and quiet in peacetime. Broken walls bring forth the old and bring forth the new, and withered willows become old branches. Ling Taixu played a plane, and spent days and months in space. Jade buds drag, waterfalls shoot colored glasses. Three machines in the quiet room, the sound of books is loud. Eyebrows locked in the clouds. The green hills are far away, and the shadows of trees are quiet and crazy. Yuqinxuan has four machines, and the fairy sound breaks the neon in the sky. A fragrant wind suddenly rises in Lanxuanli. The lips are grooved, the birds are called by the lyre, and the willows dance. Lin Fangshu has five machines. The fishing line on the shore of Qingbo is low. Lotus holds up a green umbrella with beautiful flowers. At sunset on Lake Hu Cheng, there are seven machines that know fish, one knows fish, one knows fish, one knows fish, one knows fish, one knows fish and one knows jade. Temple terrace waterfalls are covered with green rocks, and the wind wraps jade beads. Lotus Taiwan holds the law, and the guests are not at home. Always eat eight machines and enjoy two eaves, and always be frugal. Sendao Valley is in the middle. Shuttle, kanggan has piles of sacred places. Liyuan villa has beautiful scenery. Revisit the garden dream, sing songs that make you intoxicated, and come back with colorful clouds. Shuttle leaves, the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, walked into the former NiYuYu manor. Countless pearls, a corner of Long song, drunk on a moonlit night. Stop, the villa has 72%. The scenic address of the unfinished royal garden is indescribable. Outside the pagoda, pine needles wear white buns and cypress blades are tattooed. A few waves of ink sink, and a breeze sends the evening paper.