Tang Dynasty: Hu Lingneng
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds. ?
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
Asada Ziyongbala
Ming Dynasty: Wang Pan
Trumpet and suona, the music is short, but loud. The official ship is like a mess, and it depends on you to improve your prestige. (suona: suona; Sound price: value)
The army listens to the army, and the people listen to the people's fear. Where can I tell the truth from the truth?
Look at some people's stones, so that some people's vitality will be blown away, and the family will be ruined!
Shui long yin Deng healthy Yangxin ge
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless. Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head. The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer. I look at this precious sword, I hold the railing upstairs, and no one understands the mind I am building now. (railing 1: dry)
Don't say chop up the perch to cook delicious food. When the west wind blows it, I wonder if that one has come back? People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects. Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much! I beg someone to invite those girls who sing in red and green to wipe away the tears of the hero's frustration for me!
Touch this fish, it can eliminate several storms.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Ji Hai, who moved to Hunan from Cao, Hubei Province, and Wang Mai, the eunuch, bought a small pavilion as a gift.
More can disappear, a few storms, and rush back to spring. Cherish the spring early afraid of bloom early, let alone flowers. Living in spring, you can't go back when you see it. Hate spring and have no words. It's just diligent, and it's doing everything in Yogyakarta.
Nagato, quasi-quasi-rituals and mistakes. Moth eyebrows used to be enviable. A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift, but who complains about this situation? Stop dancing, can't you see that Yuhuan Yanfei is full of dust! Leisure is the hardest! Don't lean on the hedge, the sun goes down, and the flowers are bright.
Toona sinensis jathyapple Jin Qingming
Song Dynasty: Huang Xiaomai
Near Qingming. The soul disappeared in the branches of the bluebird. It's a pity that a serenade is given to dusk. Want to * * * Liu Hua low v, afraid of Liu Hua frivolous, don't know how to hurt the spring. Miss Chu Xiang, stay at home and be gentle. Who are you gentle with? ?
Empty bottles cry at night, the green hills are silent, and the waning moon is the door. In front of Yulou, there is only a wave of Xiang water, swaying Xiang clouds. Dream is short, when to ask, see peach root again. This time, for the first time in the world, there is no parallel knife, which cuts the mark of sadness in my heart.
Yong Yu Le Sunset Melts Gold.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge, where are people? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.
Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.
Han Gong Chun Mei
Song Dynasty: Chao Chongzhi
Natural and unrestrained Jiang Mei, sparse to the tip of the bamboo, with two or three branches across. Dong Jun doesn't cherish it, either. Ruthless swallows, cold spring, faint falling flowers. In addition, the goose is stuffed every year, and when I come back, I see it being opened. ?
Clear shallow streams like practice, ask how fish ponds are like, and huts are sparse. After his sad old friend died, he ignored this new poem. Wei Yun dared to tell Jiang Tian. Empty self-memory, fragrance, romantic unknown.
Golden melody: reflections on the anniversary of a dead woman
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
When was this hatred? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
Caisang Mingyue is affectionate to Ying Xiao Wo.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The moon is affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, and now she is laughing at me. Live up to the longing for love, walk alone and sing alone.
I dare not say what happened at that time recently. It was all blue-collar. When the moon is shallow and the lights are deep, where can I find clouds in my dreams?
Niannu Jiaomei
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
It's naive to ask that person. Laughing and killing Dong Jun is a vain job, and how many Zhu Zhu are in vain. Gentle in the snow, Ming Xiu by the water, don't borrow spring ploughing. The bones are delicate and smooth, which is very different from the sky. ?
When tasting treasures, it is cold light, while people sleep when locking windows, and jade is light. Wandering around the world is thin, and there used to be a standard. Wan Lifeng smoke, a stream of frost, not afraid to bully him. Might as well go home. I have a personal memory in Yuen Long.
Minus magnolia, sell flowers on your shoulders.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Sell flowers on your shoulders. I bought a spring flower. Tears dyed lightly and evenly. I still have traces of rosy clouds and dew. ?
Afraid lang would guess. Slave noodles are not as delicious as flower noodles. Yunbin Xie Chai. I want to show Longbi.
Magnolia is slow and pitiful.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Drinking on Mid-Autumn Festival will be a great success. It is said that the poems of predecessors gave gifts to people who have never sent the moon, so they used the style of "Tian Wen".
How lovely the moon is tonight, the long west, where is it going? Did another person just see you rise in the East? It is an alien. Empty sweat, but Changfeng sends Mid-Autumn Festival? It is like a mirror that flies to the sky, but it won't fall off. Who tied it with an invisible long rope? Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is still unmarried. Who kept her?
I heard that the moon swam across the bottom of the sea, but I can't see why. This is an unpredictable thing, but also a worrying and terrible thing. I'm afraid that the whale in the sea will hit the Jade Palace and Qionglou in the Moon Palace. From the bottom of the sea, water won't worry about water, but did rabbits ever learn to swim? If all this is safe, why does it gradually become a link?
Goodbye, Tang Duoling.
Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying
Where to synthesize sadness. Leave people's hearts to autumn. Even if it doesn't rain, it will be windy. It's cool at night, the weather is fine, there is a bright moon, and I'm afraid to go upstairs. ?
Dream of rest in old age. Flowers, smoke, water. Yan resigned, but the guests were still staying. The weeping willows don't touch the skirts. The dragon is a boat.
Say goodbye to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when he called Yuxian through the pipe, the pipe burst with a bang. Who does curling to cool the world, the most pitiful is the husband's season. Ask Chang 'e, do you have lonely troubles? Fahua
Clouds are full and Joan cups are slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding. I hope that the long circle is so night, and human feelings may not be goodbye. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
Shui Long Yin Guo Nan Jian Shuang Xi Lou
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Looking up at the clouds in the northwest, Wan Li needs a long sword. People talk about this place. See you late at night. Bullfighting is full of flames. I think the mountains are high, the pool is empty and the water is cold, and the moon and stars are pale. Looking at the burning rhinoceros, I leaned against the fence in fear, angry and miserable.
The gorge bundles the Cangjiang River, crosses the dangerous building, and wants to fly and converge. Long Yuan is old! You'd better lie higher, curling is cold. The ups and downs of the ages, the sad laughter of a hundred years, and the browsing in an instant. Who unloaded it, sailed on the beach and tied the sunset rope?