Hill, yin and yang upside down, thunder author Hou Shanyuan? the Yuan Dynasty
There was a loud thunder, and Yin and Yang were reversed. Suddenly startled, dreaming back. The mysterious cloud blew away all the light. Go with the wind and hold the sun tight. Warm and nourish the fetus. Obviously in the air, across the platform. Look at Penglai in four dimensions.
Du Fu, the author of "Nine Poems" in Tang Dynasty?
The willows next door are weak, just like the waist of the fifteenth daughter. It is said that whoever has no consciousness of the future will be blown by the wind. Hand-planted peaches and plums are not ownerless, and wild old walls are like home. Just like the spring breeze deceives each other, blowing off a few flowers at night. What I am familiar with is that Maozhai is extremely low and small, and swallows come frequently on the river. Dirty piano books with mud, even catching flying insects and hitting people. February has been separated from March, and it can grow old several times every spring. Don't think about infinite things outside, try your best to have a limited drink before you die. Heartbroken desire to come to an end, while Zhang Xubu stood. Crazy catkins go with the wind (dance), and fine peach blossoms chase the water.
Lazy and slow, he couldn't get out of the village, so Hu built Chai Men on the second day. The moss in the forest is dark and the wine is quiet, and the clear water and spring breeze in the wild are faint. The diameter of poplar flowers is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money. No one has seen bamboo shoots, and the chicks on the beach sleep next to their mothers. Shexi soft mulberry leaves can be picked, and fine wheat fibrillates along the river. Geometry of life Spring is summer, and no fragrant mash is as sweet as honey. Seeing the guest's worries, the rogue comes to Jiangting in spring. It was he who sent Bloom to further study, and then he taught Yingying too much in Ding Ning.
Yi Fu in the Rain was written by Cai Chao in the Tang Dynasty.
It's raining in front of the window, and I'm alone in the boudoir. What kept Yu Lang away for a long time? It's always right to forget your troubles. The spring breeze sent rain through the window, and suddenly I remembered my lover among the guests. Ann's concubine is raining today, so she goes with the wind to accompany Lang.