The life of the character
Sun Zhou Qing (who lived around 1320) is unknown, and his birth and death are unknown every year. He lives at the end of the extension of Yuan Renzong. Life is unknown. I have a daughter, Sun Huilan, a poet in Yuan Dynasty, who married Fu Ruojin and died at the age of 23. Sun Zhou Qing's works are mostly secondary works. Today, we can see an anthology of various works.
Indulge in the east wind
Short tone poem
Two-tone intoxicated with the east wind
Palace poetry
Double brush and wear stop to separate jade feathers, and a nest of clouds and half spit rhinoceros combs. Bao Liuxiang, Luo Susu and Haitang Jiao, who will help them sleep? The heartbroken spring breeze is tired of embroidery, and the students spit at the screen window.
Flowers and flowers are gentle and intoxicating, and Jintang laughs and gives birth to spring. Feelings in my heart and hatred in my heart are as many as clouds in the rain. The door covers the twilight and half moon marks, and the hands touch the teeth.
Yueliangqu
Two-color moon
Qi Le
I think the weather has its own arrangements, showing my frown and singing my mind. Money is red tooth, low song king tree, drunk gold hairpin. Flowers bloom and fall in spring, and Yan Xihui returns to the club. Lan Zhi's court steps, a beautiful balcony, and Xu Dagankun are my humor. The grass group marks the ravine, the mangosteen cooks japonica rice, and the mountains and rivers decoct tea. Sweet potato, sweet potato, mountain onion and mountain north, mountain fruit and mountain flower. Mountain skating knocks on the crescent moon, and clouds sweep the crow. The mountain scenery is beautiful and impressive. It is sunny outside the mountain and people are at the foot of the mountain.
Old fisherman
Boat in the waves, nesting everywhere, it is difficult to stay in the sky. Lanjiang last year, cattail this year, and Baqiu the day after tomorrow. Baiping Ferry, Green Coir, Red Polygonum Beach. If you don't know leisure and worry, both sides are at ease.
Topic pipa pavilion
When I arrived in Xunyang, I stayed at Xingcha for one night, and saw off guests at Jiangtou, when I suddenly listened to the pipa. Get off Maweizhou, turn back to the light and ask, where is home? My concubine, who was born in the Capital Museum, married a businessman and got into a big career. Then turn the dragon teeth, gently stir and crawl, split the sandalwood trough, and the moon is full of reeds. See Da Le, he asked about the root bud, ragweed hanging on the lapel, jade bamboo shoots covered with gauze. Living in Chang 'an, I studied music at the age of thirteen, like a double crow. Now I am old, but I face clouds and clouds, and then I stop talking about autumn moon and spring flowers. I sigh my family, my temples are frosted, my brocade is difficult, and my tears are wet.
Send a friend
Memories of southern Hunan's cold gull union, the wooden court, the autumn sound full of courtyard. Jathyapple Guanhe, west wind world, laughing everywhere. Back in Xing Xing, the river gods gathered together and the guests enjoyed a good reputation in Shan Gui. Moon Palace Long Ting, Yunlu Pengcheng, crossing the sky alone, headed for Jing Yao.
Topic hate
In spring, I am depressed and tired, staying up all night, and my makeup is sloppy. Dust is full of make-up, the fragrance disappears and the eyebrows are light. Tears hanging silk hate, window full of affection. Jade curtain, jade tube toothpick, green red. Yan is jealous of oriole.
You Shouren July 7th
In the coming year, the lotus in Yujing will bloom on the earth and on Yueyun Street. The arm is wrapped with beads, the head is wrapped with red brocade, and the sleeves are fragrant. Yunzi wine floats on the jade platform, and Xueer songs rhyme around firewood. There are many plants in Dangui, and there are thousands of species in Shandong, ranking third.
Water Spirit
Shuangshui xianzi
Ribian
Xiao kai Lu Qing's first spring god in the ninth five-year plan. The stars are surrounded by electricity, and Su Chaoban dances with Chen Zi. Harmonious integration of the three islands, cheers boiling five clouds, blessings come together.
On board
Lonely boat moored at the edge of Dongting at night, and the lights reflected the passenger ship. The north wind blew the old plum blossom slices, pushed open the crown of the tree and snowed all over the sky. Poets compete with snow. Snowflakes fight fiercely with the wind, poetry is entangled with snow, and a smile disappears.
Live in the mountains and enjoy life.
The west wind hedges the autumn chrysanthemums, and the maple trees are noisy at night in the setting sun. Count the rafters under the castle peak, which is the home of the Prime Minister in the mountains, and teach his children to plant their own Sang Ma. Family members can simmer taro, guests and friends can cook tender tea, and wealth is beyond praise.
Zhai Rong's knees are as narrow as a boat, and there is no media flow in the moss. The horizontal gate is half covered with yellow flowers and thin, belonging to the east fence, rich and autumn, and the medicine stove is fragrant. Wild vegetables cooked fragrant rice, Yun Qi snow, princes proud.
There are many things in the fame field, and success or failure is like chess. If you want to find a good bosom friend in the mountains, you must always be broad-minded and laugh all your life. The mattress on the heatable kang is thick, the wine and soup in the casserole are warm, and the wife and children are separated.
You should get drunk at dusk, and the flowers don't know when to bloom. Chewing an empty reputation is tasteless, and it is more troublesome than idle people. The furniture is paid to Shan's wife. There is rice in the water and chicken beside the villa. Don't mention anything.
Give Zhao * * *
"Nishang" is a piece of brocade wrapped around the head, and its heart is half hooked. Jade-fiber double-pinched mud-gold sleeves are called beaded arms, and they are soft on the couch. Autumn waters see the waves slip, and spring mountains are eight-character worries, killing tenderness.
Dianqianhuan
Pre-palace double tone
Chuyun
Chu, Yingying's eyes are there, and Fu can look forward to spring. Yu Kun Xiang, who pressed six? The teeth are red, and the lack of sleep is shocking. The clouds are in a bun and the moonlight is pale.
Chu Yun is delicate, jade Qing is shallow, and leaving town is full of tenderness. I'm bored. I'm lazy to open the curtains when I see Claudia's. Heart often owes, dare not smile skirt. Worry about the bottom of your eyes and hate the tip of your shield
Chu Yunshou, whose waist is thinner than that of cuttlefish, is immersed in the evening makeup building with cold moonlight. Flowers are thin and carefree, and I am more ashamed than flowers. Although the flowers are thin, they will not frown. Red fades and green fades, on the eyebrows.
Chu Yun is empty, the green window closes a few saliva window velvet, a spring sorrow with whom * * *? The door is full of residual red, and the smile is as red as mine. What's the use? Everything is a dream of prosperity. Xiang Xiao mian Yu, Cui Jian Mei Feng.
The song of cursing Xie Huangen for picking tea.
Lu Nan blamed Yu Lang for being grateful to the emperor for picking tea.
Guiqing
Yuchun, swinging in the courtyard will raise money, red tears will dissolve Zhu, and the balcony road is separated by clouds. Go to the lonely wind, come to uncle Yan, and Yinger is jealous.
Lazy step by step, tired to stand in the corner. Grass tobacco shop, pear snow dance, Liu Fengfu. Flowers surprise me. I like flowers. Yu, Jin and Bao. Embroidered rollo, brocade book, did you seal your tears at that time? Ten fingers are empty, and Yilan is speechless. The fragrance belt is thin with spring breeze, the golden sleeves are scraped, and the red rouge is wrinkled. Liu Zuorou, Ying Avoid, Flowers Show.
Turn your eyes slowly and swallow your voice. Clouds gather late, autumn waters disappear, and mountains are sad. Incense eliminates self-worry, and whoever is pale in powder is ashamed. Smoking leisurely, honeymoon in cold embroidery, swimming in the air. Well, I've stayed for a long time. I'll rest when spring comes. Jin se mo xian, the moon is idle and evil