This is a green river, and there are blood vessels on our arms.
A vortex, blooming.
Open the south window and jump out of your heart.
I don't-
I'm busy seeing off Dusty's perennial guests.
Open the furniture in every corner.
Ah, you made that little decoration.
Take a leisurely rest in those two houses, those eight rooms
drizzle
We fell in love, like rain,
On the interstellar road,
Our car is quiet.
Once played in the transparent forest,
Once stood on a waterless stream,
That is, the riverbed crowded with lotus leaf lights.
This is a story about Penny and Queqiao.
Get out of there ...
Stay there, the bag is there.
We fell in love, like rain,
Obliquely woven into a faint memory.
But is this a good memory?
Stay among the stars forever?
Now it is a broken pearl.
all over the world ...
One of the Frontier Fortress Suite of Canbao
The defenders are back. Stay.
A remnant fortress on the border.
I can see the grassland of19th century.
Now, it is a sand dune. ...
A throbbing and empty arrow eye
A nail with a corner
Smoothed by dusk and home boots
Stone cribs of garrison buildings
Everything is getting old.
Everything is rusted by wind and sand.
Where heroes tied their horses a hundred years ago.
Where the strong men sharpened their knives a hundred years ago.
Here, I sadly unloaded my saddle.
The lock of history has no key.
There is no sword in my bag.
Have a loud dream.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, I handed down the sad "Your Legend".
Because strings ...
Suite 2 of frontier fortress in the night temple
Who handed down the profession of poet?
Hang lights at dusk.
Ah, here we go.
With a camel of fate around its neck.
There are travelers with lonely eyes
Who hung this lamp?
In the wilderness, a hazy home.
Look with a smile ...
There is a place to relax and sing.
There is a place that sells shochu mutton.
Someone changed the direction of wandering ...
Shepherdess frontier fortress suite 3
"There are girls who don't spend money.
There are also teenagers who don't gallop.
Girls wear flowers, etc to get married.
Teenagers flew to visit their relatives.
hey
There are flowers that never fade.
Some horses can't cross the bridge.
Withered flowers are buried everywhere.
Horses crossing the bridge don't look back ... "
When you sing my song
My heart is lazy.
My horse is tired.
at that time
The night is getting darker and darker.
The wine bag is empty ... o
Guest frontier fortress suite 4 at dusk
Who's coming this way?
This is packaged in an honest cooking marriage.
And sleepy camel bells
You may be a lonely guest from Shui Yuan.
Affectionate and sincere
Children in the border town
You can look at the resentment of exile
Broke his eyebrows like a whip
However, you have a gentle whistle.
gently
Set off a heavy dusk
Let me light the lamp.
Like a wild goose guarding a watch.
The fifth episode of "the river is blocked"
Absorb the tears of the defeated general.
Those who have received the tears of lost business travelers.
Absorb the tears of an out-of-favor official who has gone far away.
Those who get tears from the escaped guards.
River, I'm here today
And I, lying beside you, have no tears.
The wind in Shayuan can't push you.
Your heavy and sour sigh
Under the moon, an iron-colored tendon
Make the depressed earth lazier.
I was born, and I want to go back to life.
You come from far away, and you have to return to far away.
Edit songs we hear anywhere.
Our bottom song remains on every piece of land. ...
skylight
Every night, the stars come to fetch water from my roof.
I lay on my back at the bottom of the well. What a deep well.
Since the skylight
It's like uncovering ice and snow with your hands.
-I'm Betty's uncontrollable spring.
The planetesimals are all beautiful, and one cycle takes up seven nights.
What about the little blue star in the south?
The spring has been hanging on the wall.
The noisy pottery bottle in that town hasn't been hung yet.
Ah, the stars are beautiful.
In the dream, there is only one name.
That name is as comfortable as running water. ...
hostess
In Qingshi town, there lived my mistress.
I left her nothing.
There is only a Jin Ju and a high window.
Perhaps, through a little loneliness in the sky.
Maybe ... and Jin Ju is good at waiting.
I think loneliness and waiting are good for women.
So, I always wear a blue shirt when I go.
I want her to think it's time, or
The arrival of migratory birds
Because I'm not the kind of person who goes home often.
islet
I miss the island where you live.
It belongs to the tropics and is a green country.
On the shallow beach, there are always colorful fish.
Birds bounce on branches, such as the rise and fall of keys.
The cliffs there love to stare, and the vines hang like hair.
The grass there is good at waiting, covered with wild flowers like fruit bowls.
The sunshine you bathe in is blue, and the sea breeze is green.
Then your health is depressed and love is slow.
The humor of the cloud and the faint thunder smile.
Dance music in the forest and cold songs.
I can't describe the island where you live.
It is difficult to draw a picture of a slight earthquake in the afternoon there.
If I go, I will take my flute.
I am a shepherd boy and you are a lamb.
Otherwise, if I go, I will become a firefly.
Light a lamp for you with my life.
Songsong
No more wandering, I don't want to be a singer in space
Would rather be a stone man for a time.
However, I am a wanderer of the universe.
Earth, you don't need to keep me.
I will come to this land.
Leave all directions
Kelai town
This town is very lucky in March.
Things pile up in spring. ...
Running water is like a belt.
Tie a knot under the stone bridge, and
The green in March is like running water. ...
The guest came to a small town, and the alley was quiet.
When the guests came to the door, the copper ring sounded like a silver bell.
Clouds and first-order fallen flowers floating in the distant sky ...
mistake
I walked through Jiangnan.
The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.
If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Like a bluestone street facing the night.
The sound is silent, and the curtain of March spring has not been uncovered.
Your heart is a small closed window.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...
Fubie
Leaving you this time, it is the wind, the rain and the night.
You smile and I wave.
A lonely road will spread to both ends.
At this time, you have returned to your home by the river.
Thought you were combing your long hair or tidying your wet coat.
I have a long way to go back from the storm.
The mountains recede into the distance, and the flat weeds swell even more.
Alas, the world is afraid that darkness has really taken shape. ...
You said, you are so stupid. You look just like the child fighting in the wind.
You shouldn't have tied it and let it go.
The wind has gone, leaving a broken line.
This book is too thick. It shouldn't open the cover.
The beach is too long. You shouldn't walk out of the footprints.
Clouds come from the valley and springs drop from the cracks.
It all started. Where is the ocean?
The first encounter of "single-plank bridge" has become a thing of the past.
Now it is a vast grassland.
I have lost the right to keep your pet.
How beautiful it is to knead red and white, blue and dusk sky together.
I don't miss the golden orchard either.
But you're in Victor's grave ...
I don't want to see you again when I leave you this time.
By the time you read this, you have fallen asleep quietly.
Leave everything we haven't finished and leave it to the world.
I'm still stepping on this world.
This is just your dream. ...
Words: Xin Qiji, thousands of trees bloom in the east wind, and at dusk in January,
Blowing down, the stars are like rain.
BMW carved cars are full of incense.
The phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns,
A night of dragon and dragon dancing together.
Moths, snow willows, golden plumes,
The laughter faded away.
Looking for him in the crowd,
Suddenly looking back, the man was there.
The lights are dim.
Bluebird must be returned eventually.
Stay in the flowers with a smile, and you will be beautiful.
Spring and autumn are not cold, and pieces fall in front of you.
Speak softly to your majesty, and your love will last forever.
Don't complain about the short flowering period, the bluebird will be returned after all.
Hua Lian Hu Meiniang
Who loves the epiphyllum last night?
My heart is gone, and the lingering fragrance lingers in my arms.
The wind buries the red autumn rain, and the tears are wet and cold.
My thin edge failed to smile.
A wisp of resentment, loneliness and bitterness ends in the night.
Acacia birds are easy to embroider, but concentric bridges are difficult to cross.
Yijianmei Xu Shilin
Du Yu cries blood, and the frost leaves are red.
Sorrow leaves the string and the cold wind blows.
Fang Yi Tomb of Kyoto Royal Garden.
The secluded pool is perishable, and this hatred is endless.
Who can solve the loneliness of lovesickness?
Two lines of clear tears, a broken dream.
Autumn is full of bamboo and weeping hibiscus.
Catkin has silk, but no fragrance.
Tang Duoling homesickness
The rain drunk parrot island, the wind danced the Yellow Crane Tower, and the dream returned to the old place, so the country was soft.
There was a tear on the piano, and an old saying came to mind.
Homesickness has nowhere to send, and acacia is like water, which is difficult to cut when it is tender.
How many autumn, winter, spring and summer, looking forward to the return period, enduring the gaze.
Fourth army
I am lazy to dress up in the morning and stay in bed at night.
I don't feel that winter is coming again, and I have no mind to manage the new window.
I know where I am, but I remember where you are.
After a brief encounter, lovesickness is longer than a dream.
Fourth army
I was wearing only a thin coat, but I hung up on you.
Acacia in the wind, tears in the rain.
Spring depends on wild goose feet and red beans.
Don't forget that there is a cloud in the poem, this thing is the most appropriate.
Sauvignon Blanc thinks of you.
The wind last night, the wind tonight,
Full of love and farewell. When shall we meet again?
The mountain is heavy and the water is heavy.
Far away, we know each other and remember each other. Don't forget to rely on the romantic alliance.
Jian yi mei si jun
You went to the wild goose and returned to another autumn.
At the beginning of Qixi, the frost moon is like a hook.
The night is cold and the shadows are heavy.
Xinghe magpie bridge, I want to rest now.
I hate sadness when I am alone on the boat.
There is no definite return date, and I am homesick.
I wish I had wings and spread my wings,
Before the sunset ends, you have already set your eyes.
amateur
Falling flowers fly, autumn can't be cold;
The geese have gone, and the gathering and dispersion are impermanent.
The encounter at that glance is destined to be unforgettable for life;
For an instant, forever.
Prosperity is a dream;
The old saying is the most heartbreaking.
Suddenly looking back, bleak and stormy;
Who knows, the knot is in ruins.
Rolling the world of mortals, love and hate a few hesitations;
Since ancient times, lovers have always been hurt mercilessly.
Forget the words in your heart, leaving only a thousand lines of acacia tears;
When the string is broken, the pain is hidden.
Rolling the world of mortals, love and hate a few hesitations;
Since ancient times, lovers have always been hurt mercilessly.
Forget the words in your heart, leaving only a thousand lines of acacia tears;
Lonely place, leaning against the west window.
Pruning plum-Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang,
Alone in the blue boat.
Who sent the brocade book?
When the word goose came back,
The west building is full of moons.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
A kind of acacia,
Two luxury.
I can't eliminate this situation,
Just frown,
But in my heart.
Now make a thousand wishes,
Sprinkle it in the long river.
I don't want to fall in love with you,
I want to be with you.
Red beans grow in southern China.
In spring, its slender tendrils are intertwined.
Yuan Jun collects more.
As a symbol of our love
Fifty years of laughter, dancing and singing. There is joy in flowers and sleep in the moon. Passing names in the sea. Who said there was no money to buy drinks?
Poetry and Fu are ashamed to call themselves authors. Many people say I am a fairy. Some things need to be done. Don't lose an inch of your heart.
Warn the world
Things are like a boat with a short canopy. Either move to the west bank or move to the east. A few times, full moon. There are several southerly and northerly winds.
Nobody is as good as a thousand years old. When are the deep flowers in spring red? You must put up with right and wrong. Half crazy and half deaf.
Warn the world
Heaven is hard to tolerate. Children and grandchildren are far away. Don't mess around after three glasses of wine. It needs a boat to get there.
When everything was born. When will everyone get hurt? Friends should make up, but don't get married. Look back at each other.
Hua Zhu Xia JIU ge
Throw a shuttle in the spring of 1990. Song of drinking before flowers. Flowers can bloom on branches for days. Life in the world can be geometric.
Good flowers are hard to plant and never grow. Teenagers can easily pass by and never come back. Spend before you get drunk. When you laugh, life is boring.
The door opened.
The paradise on earth is Wuzhong, among which there are more men. Cui Sleeve is 3,000 yuan upstairs and downstairs, and millions of dollars are in the west and east.
When the market is selling in the evening, there are always four far words. If a painter paints, it is difficult for him to paint.
Poems about chickens, pictures of golden roosters announcing the dawn.
one
Wu was far away from the five-color feather, and a cry scattered all over the sky; How many princes bridle the reins and listen to the jade leaking from the copper pot under the Golden Gate.
Secondly,
You don't have to cut off the red crown on your head, you will walk in the future in white; It didn't dare to cry all its life. When it was called, the door of every family was opened.
third
Blood-stained crown brocade for feathers, high-spirited meteorological feathers new; Facing the guests outside Daming Gate, listen to the first sound immediately.
Painter's depiction of autumn scenery in the suburbs of Zhou Dong.
Carp wind canoe, cross-strait cold mountain harvest; A touch of setting sun returning to geese, white flat red pond autumn color.
Bohu pretended to be a beggar and made poems to cheat wine.
One goes up, one goes up, and the other goes up to the mountain. Looking up, the red sun and white clouds are low, and all corners of the country are watching.
internal injury
Sadness is white and dew is zero, and flowers are fragrant; Hibiscus flowers wither easily, and cassia twig will die; What would you do if you got lost?
Xiao Yue Li Chenliang, Bai Rizhao Chunyang; Disturb the scenery and think about the past.
Reading at night
When you think about it at night, it's a long night lying alone. I am deeply worried that my sideburns will turn white with the world, and I don't know when my belt will turn yellow.
People say they will dance three times after death. I want to do it before I die. When the name is not obvious, the heart will not die, and then read the article.
Seven verses are dedicated to the mentor Liang Chu to show his ambition to win the championship.
Strong-hearted people don't want to catch fish with firewood, and Qin Yun is ready to clean up; The sword is expensive and the gold is folded, and the jade is sold by three people.
HongLing dares to look forward to next year's cake, and Yellow Silk is deeply ashamed of this book; Three strategies to promote non-ancient fu, why can God boast?
Title Shenhe boat map
There are strange people in Dongting and floating clouds in the building; The window couch is a kind of painting boat with beautiful scenery.
Flowing water poem
Shallow water, long, endless, endless. The twists and turns flow eastward, and the mountains and rivers are hard to stop.
Ask when Pentium will rest, and never look back until the sea.
Zhang changed his poem into running water.
Shallow water, intermittent, clear in the mountains, turbid outside the mountains. It's hard to turn back after twists and turns, crying day and night.
Ask how sad Iraq is and regret going out of the valley.
Wu Zixu Temple Wall.
The white horse once took advantage of the situation, which originated from Wu Di's view of power. I'd like to borrow the general's nod.
Xu Su, a crying prostitute.
Clear waves are silent, and feelings are long. The powder is yellow and silver, so the fragrance of clothes sends jade to the chest.
Before the moonlight flowers fall, people meet in their dreams at the end of spring. I will be born before I am old, so that I can satisfy my dream.
Topic Zhang's beautiful picture of bust
Tian Zi is charming, but it is half waist; But what I hate is that painters have no knowledge, and touching places have never been described.
Theme chrysanthemum diagram
The yellow flower has no owner, and it is cold in the winding path beside the fence; Just take money to buy powder, and pay the west wind with color all your life.
Singing Yun Qi's Seven-character Rhyme
After shaking down the suburban garden for more than nine months, Akiyama is very happy that he is new here today. Frost forest painting, wild goose empty half cursive script.
Only when the tillers meet, the friendship is strong, and Kong Fang is sparse. A blessing in disguise never fails. My chest feels quiet and empty.
The stone chamber wall of Tianqi Yunshan
Yun Qi Mountain contrasts with the wall clouds, and the green hills are low. After the geese fly north and south, only the sun and the moon can cross things.
Autumn fan map
Qiu Lai fan collection, why do beautiful women value feelings? Please take a closer look at the world, most people don't drive away the cold!
Huaiziwei Wen Zhiming
Wake up at night after the wind in the winding column, and the colorful moon flows west. People began to whisper, where did Yu Lang keep ChanJuan?
Visit Zhenjiang, climb Jinshan and Jiao Shan.
The road on earth is north and south, and the wind and rain on the ground are ancient and modern; In spring, white hair is sad on the way, and gold is wasted as a garden soldier.
Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan chanted strange stones in a couplet.
The rugged rocks are leaning against the clouds and will be thrown away in a few years. Moss is caused by rain, and vines are dragged by the wind.
Never graze by the stream, it has been difficult to plow since ancient times. I hate killing a shepherd boy, but I can't afford to whip him.
Think of nine niang on Yangzhou Road.
Acacia looks at two places, and tears come to the door and the robe falls. Liu Yang Xiao Yan was in a state of emotional disorder, and pear flower dreamed of rain.
Cloud cage Chu Ge virtual gold house, phoenix blowing Yu Di into Wushan. Looking back at the river bridge tomorrow, the moon is thousands of miles away.
I am eager for Tang Yin to report that he is in the Peach Blossom Temple, drawing pictures and combining books.
Fish soup and rice are good for life, and fingers are fleeting to lent; Being good and lazy is not as good as being evil, and being rich does not want to be poor.
A game of golden vines in the monk's room and three cups of frozen stones in the wild; Self-pity, half a life is peaceful.
postoperculum
Yi Tian's rice can be eaten for a lifetime, and it has been forty years. Being good and lazy is not as good as being evil, and being rich does not want to be poor.
A game of golden vines in the monk's room and three cups of frozen stones in the wild; This kind of blessing can't be eliminated, and you are down and out for the rest of your life.
A smiling picture of flowers on a theme
It rained last night, and several flowers were light and charming. The beautiful woman stood up from the blue room and folded her makeup in front of the mirror.
It is better to ask Lang to spend a lot of money than to spend a lot of money. Beauty is angry at words, but she doesn't believe that dead flowers are better than living ones.
Before you crush the flowers and throw them at Lang, please ask Lang to sleep with them tonight.
Peach blossom temple song
Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian; Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.
When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.
If wealth is better than poverty, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.
Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.
Give black to Japanese friends.
Yan Jiulang returned to Japan and wrote poems, which was very unprofessional.
I have been to China twice and will brag about it when I return home. Jian Peiding pays New Year greetings to the emperor and brushes fairy tea at night.
Farewell for three years, whale sea training Wan Li home. If you come again on this trip, you must fold a flower.
In the seventh year of Zheng De, Ren Shen looked forward to the summer sun.
The lonely picture of sunset
Draw a bead curtain in the misty water, and the sunset is lonely and traceless. I want to see Wang Nanhai for thousands of years, so I can borrow a gust of wind from the Dragon King.
Poems for Wang Ning
Who do you care about when you sing a poem with four rhymes? A white head is a good flower, but a bright moon is hard to shine on wine.
I am fortunate to have a day off and a thousand years of fun; A lot of things happen all the time. Why don't you ask me?
Zuishi
Under the peach tree, the waves are full, and the reed mat bed is laid first, not to mention copper coins.
Three glasses of turbid white wine, a few words. When you go home, smile with her.
Poor scholar sings
If ten dynasties wind and rain are in a coma, eight wives are hungry. Xin is an old fool, and no one comes to buy a poem.
Castle peak is white-haired, old and stubborn, and writing is hard. The paddy field people on the lake don't want it. Who will buy me to paint Zhongshan?
A deserted village cries in the wind and rain, and a kettle shames an old wife. Try to write a new bamboo to sell. The price of bamboo shoots in the city is as low as mud.
Calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose are always useless, and occasional livelihood is also included. Ken thought he had less money, but one day Mr Ji Ye became poor.
Whiteboard door red fence, wife and children beside geese and ducks. Natural interests are hard to describe, and you won't feel hungry without smoking for three days.
Love food words
The taste of food is not weak, what will happen without people? Scholars know that this cause is successful, and farmers know that the taste is full.
Knowing this taste and the technology of the art industry is no problem, knowing that this taste and the profit of goods are increasing. I hope everyone knows the smell. Can this taste different?
I love vegetables, people love meat, and meat is too much for a saint. There is a bowl of Huang Chengcheng's porridge in the kitchen, and Sansheng has his own leisure.
A photo of Gu Tao's dedication
On our wedding night, we met Mud after a short talk. At that time, I was Tao Chengzhi. Why should I respect the hair in front?