There is a water room in Guazhou, Jingkou, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? ? Wang Anshi, Dengguazhou
It is common to see the house of the King of Qi, and Cui has heard of it several times before. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. ? Du Fu met Li Guinian by the river.
4, silk wrist, clever hanging hairpin, jade Tibetan yarn sleep. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. At that time, I wrote a pomegranate skirt, and the red yarn faded. I was very sad. Xiaomi's dream is getting old, and Tingzhou cooks smoke. Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. If you miss Qin Lou and want to go back to your hometown, you should make your own decision. But disappointed, repeated the new toad, with people. ? Bathing in Huai 'an Noon, Lan Xiang Wu Wenying
5, cold is the wine that deceives the sick and covers the embroidered households. Yan came late and flew into Xicheng, as if to say that spring came late. Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thoughts wander and turn into light sheep with the wind. Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Gradually return to red, recruit into Xianxi, and send you Sue in secret. Leaning against the silver screen, the spring scenery is wide and the dream is narrow, the red and wet are broken, and the singing is golden. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset. Orchids are ancient, Du Ruo is still alive, and the water town is still a tourist attraction. Later, I didn't visit, and the Sixth Bridge didn't believe me. I went to the Flower Committee and was buried in jade. After several storms. Long wave envy, shame on distant mountains, fishing lights reflecting the river, remembering time and short peach root crossing. The brothel is like a poem, and the tears are miserable. Looking at the dangerous pavilion, the grass is everywhere and the temple is half-disabled. Dark spot check, happy saliva from the mark, but still dyed? The phoenix fan returns and dances wildly. Write hard, the book is long and hateful, and the blue sky is full of lovesickness, and it bounces into the ranks of mourning Zheng. Sad, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining songs, is there a broken soul? ? Wu Wenying, Preface to Birds Singing.
6. A good sleep is better than a massage, and Jiangnan is still harmonious in October. The heavy curtain does not roll for a long time, and the ancient inkstone is slightly concave and gathers more ink. On the moon, I suddenly saw the shadow of plum blossoms, and the wind was high to send geese. A cup is too weak for you to laugh, and a cow is carrying our horn song. ? Lu You: The study room is bright and warm, dancing all day long. When you are tired, go to the small garden and play two long sentences.
7, Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaf He Tiantian. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north. ? Jiangnan anonymous
8. Fold the flowers and give them to Shantou people. Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat. ? A Gift for Ye Fan Lu Kai
9. Tingzhou picks white apples, and sunset sets Jiangnan Spring. Dongting has returned home, and Xiaoxiang has met an old friend. Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers are too late to recover. You don't know anything new, but you teach by example. ? Liu Yun in Jiangnan District
10, Chinese love, witty thoughts. Cover your tears and pay attention, fold the orchids and stay. Jiangnan lovesickness leads, and many sighs don't make any noise. The yellow crane went to the northwest, holding my heart for thousands of miles. Grass grows under the deep embankment and clouds enter the high city. In spring, people are thinking, and thinking is always king. ? Huayangqu Tang Huixiu
1 1, the wind returns to the clouds and the rain breaks, and the lake is warm again. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight. The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. ? Seven Laws of Early Spring in Nanhu Lake
12, the bridal chamber was spring last night, so my old friend was still on the other side of Xiangjiang River. I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south. ? "Dream of Spring" Cen Can
13, sentimental. Cut off the north and south of the Yangtze River. Smoke trees are separated by many fragrant letters. A few feet from Xiaoloushan. Fine grass, solitary clouds, setting sun. Always create sunny days. Falling flowers outside the curtain can't fly. The east wind is weak. ? Chen Ke of the Golden Gate.
14, when the autumn moon is full, a thousand nights in towns and villages. People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital. The autumn wind disturbs the branches, and the cold cries in the grass. Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and stayed with each other for fear that the bell would ring. ? Dai Shulun, an old friend in a country inn.
15, blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red banana. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, whistling in the night boat and rustling in the rain. At the People's Postal Bridge. ? Huangfusong in Jiangnan Dream