Li Qunyu blue stork is alone in the rain, flying low in Puyu wind. It should be noted that under the coat color, do not enter the egrets.
if you want to pick eight songs of A Ji, a beautiful woman in Long 'an Temple in Li Qunyu, you can't pick them, such as watching flowers on the waves. If you teach Yushu, you are willing to be a cockroach.
chapter two, Lu Guimeng and the fishing couple who attacked the United States, looked at Xiao Tao with a boat, and then dropped the spring mash. When we meet, we will lean on each other, and even sing the song of Ling and break the crab claws.
Wang Changling Baling sent Li Twelve to sway Baling Island, and the message from Qingjiang River got wind of it. The mountains are long and the autumn city is not seen, and the clouds are empty at sunset.
When Li Jiayou sent money over Wugong Mountain, it rained outside, and when the green mountain apes called, people cried pomegranate branches. For no reason, the king's affairs are still related, and the heartbroken man does not know.
In Du Mu Qi 'an County, there are two occasional autumn songs, all of which are confusing, and the dream is full of dew and rain. Since the big leaves in front of the steps, why are you mourning?
Zhang Qiao's spring day tour in Qujiang is warm and warm, and Yuanyang pats the waves in spring, and Jianpu gathers green apples. If you are eager to travel to and from your hometown, you must be from Yanbo Island.
Du Xunhe travelers listen to wild geese, willows and warblers when the moon is cold. After two years of traveling in the mountains, I am afraid of the sound of rain boats.
Li Zhong released the egret pond. Thanks to stay for a long time for a long time, the frost feathers are free. So that you can stay in the depths of Jianjia, and the moon should recognize the old Jiangqiu.
Xue Tao sent his friends to the water country. There was frost at night, and the moon was cold and the mountains were pale. Who said that a thousand miles from today, as long as a dream.
Han Yu returned to Beijing from Yuanzhou for his second trip to Anlu. He first sent a letter to Zhou Yuanwai (Zhou Junchao) in Suizhou to refer to Han Dong, and he was happy to talk with him for the time being. Rain and snow leave the river, and the dream comes out. The face still contains ochre, and the eyes have seen the Chinese style. It's hard to get along with each other at the end of the year.
Xue neng's summer rain is everywhere, and the wind and thunder are on credit together. It is urgent to get rid of the sound everywhere, and the residual potential is inclined to the building. Red leaves hang through the trees, and flowers fall with dust. Xiaoxiang thinks infinitely, and takes a look at Jianjia.
in the west of Qiji Lake, the old people live in seclusion in the east and the west, and there is a stream of fishing firewood. The lonely crane in front of the piano, the monk on the stone. Citrus and pomelo gardens are ripe, and the path is lost. Can you allow neighbors to merge and divide the medicine? Spring cup.
Yan Zhenqing boarded the Pingwang Bridge to test the long observation, observation pole and balance. The international sea is full of color, and the geese are finally screaming. It seems as if the mountain is near, and the water is far away. Read more about the works and know the names of the columns.
Li Jiayou sent the judges Li Zhongcheng and Yang to shoot the policy first, and talked about the arrogance of the soldiers. Can all Ji Bu promise, not Lu Liangong. Outside the flowing water, among the mountains. Don't be late in autumn, look back at the sunset sky.
On the 9th, Li Jiayou was disappointed with the Double Ninth Festival, leaving Shan Ye with a new chrysanthemum. In the battlefield, Jiang Hai has been a man for ten years. Sighing that old age is like a willow, hurting autumn is like a white apple. The lonely building smells of the evening, and the pond road leads to the city.
in the evening, Du Fu's official pavilion sat in a play, Jane Yan, ten little houses, a cold pestle in the south, and a Japanese car in the Xijiang River. The guest worries about crickets, and the pavilion is ancient. Don't return to the moss, burn the night candle. The old man must be the landlord, and carefully consider the clouds.
Qian Qi sent Tang to Yunzhou to do a good job, so don't worry about it. Full of poets, follow your path. Jia Jian invades the post tree, and the cloud and water embrace the mountain city. Yao loves to get off the bus, and Jiang Gao is born in spring grass.
Lu Lun sent the long history of the DPRK to the old scene in Jingnan to meditate on the old scene, and he dreamed for several nights. It rains in summer, and drums and horns are born in autumn. On the Three Gorges Road, Langli Jiujiang Boat. □□□□□，□□□□□。
Lu Lun sent a crane to the Cuiming House in Yongyang, and saw Chucheng in the middle stream. When the waves and the breeze are blowing, the mountains and Bai Yue are still bright. Abandon roads and open up wasteland, and return to people to plant ancient camps. It is said that it is true and false, and Tuoman is more famous.
In the middle of Li Duan Mountain, the pavement of Jizhongfu was different, and the flowers fell into the mountain. The water is dark and foggy, and the moon is bright and the willows are windy. Years of surprise have been thrown away, and the ambition is empty. Why wait for the dragon bell, and the party will be far from public.
Li Duan sent his friend away to slaughter Xiangyin from the official boat, and floated to Hunan and then entered Fujian. There are no wild geese, but there are pretty gods. The official is idle to adjust the image, and the mountain spirit is secretly suing people. Only a thousand trees and oranges are needed to temporarily save Li Heng from poverty.
Li Duan sent Zhao to his nephew, Wei Danyang, who was sympathetic to the group, and his master was also humble. Love your son first when you enter the official, and give him a drink with you. It is rainy in Huaihai in spring, and there is thunder in the night. Knowing from afar that after the celebration, Mei Wei called himself a fairy.
Sikong Shu sent Lu Shijun to Kuizhou, where he stayed with him and went to Ba in Gao Qiuyuan. Bai Bo is foggy and rainy, and the blue wall is broken. With a few pairs of children's static, climbing the stairs is full of twists and turns. When the political success is known, it is necessary to draw a wheel car.
Sikong Shu saw off the Bajiang River in Xiakou, Shizhen Gorge, but it turned over without wind and waves. There are new geese, and sex is inseparable from apes. Travelers are homesick, and those who are worried are drunk. Tan Lang is a good couplet, and * * * is reluctant to thank his family.
Those who sent hermits to Wu Yuanheng River returned to the boat regardless of the journey, and Jiangyue repeatedly lost money. Hazy waves, long parting feelings. Jia Jian is connected with the water country, and the drum is near Liangcheng. But I remember that along the river, spring grass grows in Tingzhou.
Zhou Hecheng's autumn work has fallen to the leaves of Guandong, hanging in the heart of Zhejiang. The cold lamp goes with the disease, and the rain meets Qiu Lin. Who ever talks with Hakka? I sing when there are fewer insects. Half a wave of water, staying at the edge of birds at night.
Zhang xiaobiao returned to his former hometown at sea, winding around the road and wandering to the sea. People's clothes are covered with gas, and the clues are printed with salt flowers. The grass has no poems and stones, and the tide destroys the fishing. Return to the old window and meditate on the afterglow.
Xu Hun Xiaofa Yinjiangbei sent a message to Cui Han, the second ancestor of Xiaofa Yinjiang to Cui Shouhan, and his career was half separated. When the land is poor and the mountains are exhausted, the river is flooded and cold. The dew is heavy, and the frost is clear and the orange pomelo hangs. It takes a thousand miles to get back without effort.
Xu Hun berthing Songjiang ferry (a boat-berthing post in the south) is a desert palace, with a cool moon breeze. Chickens crow in the wild, geese cross the ancient city in autumn. Yangliu returns to the road in the north and crosses the boat in the south. It's far away to go to my hometown, even more to wangjinglou.