Once in the depths of Hou's ocean, he became a stranger from then on.
Li Huafeng, a peach blossom in Luoyang Oriental, flies around, and I don't know whose home it is.
Luoyang woman looks beautiful, sitting alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered plum blossoms, sighing long.
The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in the flowering season next year?
I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed into firewood, and I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea.
Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind.
Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man.
Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman.
The old man in his later years once danced with the son of Yu Fangshu's son in the methotrexate song.
There are also beautiful decorative billiard tables like Guanglu Xun Imperial Guards and Horses in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there are also those with colorful fairy painted in the mourning hall like Liang Ji.
When the old man is sick in bed, he is ignored. In the past, he had fun in the spring. Where is the Qing dance now?
How many times can a beautiful woman like a beautiful woman last? After a while, the crane was disheveled and pale as silk.
All the songs and dances of the ages, the birds left in the dusk are empty.
When I went out to play this year, I came to Chang 'an alone. I didn't watch spring with my friends, and I didn't feel spring.
The flowers in the upper reaches of the garden are free and open, and the willow leaves in front of the beautiful Liu Ying have sprouted.
Friends should be having a good time in Nanqiao at this time, and the general's family are reluctant to disperse.
I am here to see the distant Luoyang and the scenery in spring. When I meet my friends again, next spring will give me a more beautiful spring!
The sunset lifted the embroidered curtains and looked out, the pavilions and blue sky under the river, the sunset and pavilions in the distance, and the endless space. In order for me to come, you specially painted the windows with bright red paint. This reminds me of the time when I was in Pingshan House, leaning against the pillow, enjoying the misty rain in the south and looking at the horizon in the distance. Recognize the drunkard's language, where the color of the mountain is yes and no.
The endless water surface is crystal clear, reflecting the green shadow of the mountains. Suddenly, the river was rough, and a fisherman was sailing in the wind and waves. Seeing this, I can't help but think of Song Yu's Song Yu. It is impossible for such a ridiculous person to understand that the wind in Zhuangzi is the voice of nature, saying that the wind has a daughter. As a matter of fact, as long as a person has the noble spirit of ambition and wisdom, he can be poised in any occasion and enjoy the infinite comfort of thousands of miles.
Temperament is as beautiful as orchid, and talent is rich in fairy. Loneliness is human nature, and everyone is rare. Your way is to spit out the meat and see the continuation of the front edge as vulgar;
But I don't know that the more jealous good people are, the cleaner the world will be. It's a pity that this ancient temple of Qingdeng is old, which has failed to live up to the spring scenery of Pink House. In the end, I was totally ashamed and didn't want to.
Like a flawless white jade stuck in the mud, why should the prince and grandson sigh?
A stranger is like jade, son chinese odyssey.