moonlight
Slide down the three-foot sword of ice and snow
I drank with you in the flowers.
When 300 cups bottom out,
The man on the white horse joined in.
His face was gray, and he was exhausted because he had just passed through the pinhole.
Show the dew to the west next month
I bumped into a wooden table.
You sing loudly
Three Jianghu lunatics are in the shabby old city.
Put a person many years later
Wake up
Step 2 dye ...
The river flows through.
You bend down and put the dust on the cloth.
Wash up to now
The sand in Baishazhou is called smoke water by a pair of pheasants.
The canoe brushed away the reed leaves.
Take time and your lover in cloth.
Your skin is better than fog covered with snow.
On the morning silk
Floating slowly
3. Old
It's all old
Fargesia chrysanthemum
There are old butterflies on the old fence that I forgot to fly away.
Sunset many years ago.
Shine on an open ancient book.
A man got up and stood up.
The crow's wings fly into the sky with the dusk of the mountain forest.
Step 4 run
It's just dark at night.
There is no light dog to snuggle up to.
China's ancient thread-fitting morality made him sleep soundly at night.
You climbed over the flower wall
The wind blowing through the heavy door used Ding as a broom.
Cross the moor and settle down in a hut.
From then on, men cultivated land, while women wove and wove Chai Jing.
You are unknown in the crowd.
Lick the honey on the tip of the needle
5. fans
Like a drop of rain
I got off at Yangzhou in March.
I slipped from the eaves, and my arrival
Let the deliberately blowing wind
Leaning out of a man's umbrella.
A huge bamboo flute
There is a small pause on Jiangnan's lips.