I lamented that I didn't touch the yellow paper, so I could send the red man far away. Falling in love with overseas Chinese is always a good thing for a poet.
His wife and children are carefree, and their honeymoon/heron is not worthy of their peers. I can pass this book on to your brother, but I can't talk about Fahua's headscarf.
2. "First cold"? Song Ligang
First frost is early, windy and chilly, so you can walk along the Chu River alone. Sue went through the mink, and Ge Jian went through Dong.
The wine is dizzy in the red dynasty and the night furnace is noisy. My wife should miss me thousands of miles away and look forward to this day.
3. "Send Kong Wuzhong back to Dayunchang"? Zhe Su Song
I haven't seen you for ten days. Sail and sail, you can ride the wind and arrow.
I can't catch a boat, and I'm covered with weeds. There are white grains in the urn and yellow rolls on the bed.
Lack of wife * * *, thinking about children but sighing. Chiyang reunited, his hands caressed into a knot.
Go back to the grass first and turn back as soon as possible. Life is like this. It's no use being late.
Love at first sight is really accidental, and it is far away from the world. Lushan mountain is like a cloud, and the cloud is on the arm.
4. Er Sheng Yun and Ma Zixu's Fear? Song Chao said knowledge.
Hejun was happy when he was in Zhongshan. Tired of listening before starting, I'd rather watch it blindly.
The wind and rain are coming, and the pleasure is hard to make up. Look at Jun Qingyun's compilation. You can't raise your wings.
50% prosperity and 50% stagnation, and a little pastoral. The year before last, the white horse was in chaos, and the monarch didn't keep the spell.
To go to Jingling, what do Jingling people want? Wife and children miss the north, and farming mulberry loses cold and heat.
Encounter blame my existence, the soul attracts Xi Shu. I want to reveal it, but I am ashamed that you can be given health.
5. "Sitting at night is high"? Xu Ben in the late Yuan Dynasty and the early Ming Dynasty
The night light is bitter and the wind is low, and the rain leaves are more sad than the autumn cold.
The city is far from miserable, and the youngest son is crying sadly.
I don't know who I feel, sitting alone in an empty room, thinking of my wife.