Tang Bai Juyi
Enter the pavilion to worship, retreat from the porch to eat, return to Zhao, and rest on the saddle.
However, I slept until noon, and I sat up cheerfully. When the weather is fine, it will be fine after the rain.
Persimmon trees are green and shady, and the Wang family courtyard is wide.
Sleeping alone or sitting alone, the Zen monk and the poet meet for the second time.
If you want to talk all night, you must sleep all day. There is no alternative but to pay homage to the court.
If you are healthy, you will feel at ease when you are poor. Fortunately, there is no urgent illness, and they will not be hungry and cold.
From then on, the outside world can't speak properly.
Yuan in Taichung served the imperial court and served as a Langguan in the morning and evening.
Play the new court tree and sing.
Tang Bai Juyi
At the beginning of April, the new leaves became turbid, shaking the beautiful scenery and deeply covering the courtyard.
There are always people who have nothing to do in the world, and they are so quiet here every day.
Occasionally talk to Taoist priests or listen to poets. Spring is full of fragrance, and nightingales abound.
I live a leisurely life, so I forget the secular heart. I don't need to stay in the mountains to know the truth.
Spring sixty rhyme
Don
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As soon as I open my mouth, I weave shells, play with silk and cut onions. Drunk, charming, water overflowing eyes.
But if you enjoy endless happiness, you will be full of hatred. The bridal chamber is leisurely and graceful, and the courtyard is lush.
Langtaosha
Don
The past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery.
Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind.
The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long?
The golden lock has been buried, thick and fragrant.
On a cool night, the moonlight blooms.
The Jade Pagoda and Yao Temple were photographed in the air, overlooking Qinhuai.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Song sushi
Deep courtyard is bright, peaches and plums are red at the beginning.
Willow silk covered with Yushu, drizzling outside the curtain, light cold.
The terrace of yat sen villa is getting brighter and brighter, and I am drunk before I can spell flowers.
It's quieter to invade the corridor, walking around alone, thinking.
Niannujiao
Song Qingzhao
Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed.
Touching Liuhua for cold food is near, and all kinds of nasty weather.
It is a leisurely taste to make a dangerous rhyming poem to help clear your head.
When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.
It was chilly in the spring upstairs for several days, and curtains were hung on all sides. The jade fence was dry and careless.
Leng Xiang's new dream is over, don't be sad.
The morning dew is clear, and the new tung is introduced at the beginning, which is more or less spring!
The sky is crisp and the smoke is rolling. Is it sunny today?
Linjiangxian
Song Qingzhao
The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are all haggard and hurt for anyone.
Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi.
Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube stop blowing. Who knows, the strong fragrance came to my face,
Don't fatten apricot flowers on warm days and nights.
Huanxisha
Song Qingzhao
A bun hurts spring, the evening wind falls on the courtyard, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.
Jade duck soothes the nerves, Zhu Ying covers the tassel, and rhinoceros also relieves the cold.
spiritual song
Song luyou
Looking for spring in front of the bottle, it's a pity that my mood is completely reduced.
All over the body, drunkenness is not about wine, and beauty is far away.
This year, malodorous, rainy, Yelang River.
Leaning on the floor flute, looking at the mirror by the window, sobbing and staring blankly.
Flowers fall on the moon. Silence, heartbreak.
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, it worked at that time, drawing a picture of a bird.
Meet new people, net dust, dance shirt fans.
I am ashamed and haggard, and I am careless about my own path, for fear that Yinger will see me.
Zhao junfen
Song luyou
The yard is full of cicadas, and people are tired and lazy to shake the round fan.
Shuangyan blooms outside the curtain, and someone can see it under the curtain. Bao Zhuan peeled off the official yellow and burned incense.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Song Ouyang xiu
How deep is the yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, building high see Zhangtai Road.
In March, the rain and wind are crazy, and the door is covered with dusk, so I don't plan to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Walk slowly on the beach
Song Ouyang xiu
Alone in a lonely boat, you can't see the danger.
It is difficult to make a sunset rain, but it disappears more.
The new moon shines and the clear waves are shallow.
Tonight, it is hard to get rid of boredom and separation.
Strong to the pillow, light residual leakage forever, close the acacia eyes.
I clearly dreamed of a surface like a flower. According to the former, it is the old hospital.
New moon photo, curtain hanging, bead curtain rolling.
At dawn, the pulse suddenly reaches the sky from Jue Yuan.
Linjiangxian
Song Liu Yong
I dreamed of a small yard with a cold wind and drizzle. Outside the window, autumn leaves fall wildly. My heart is shaking. I am lonely and sad, and my tears and candles are all burnt out. For no reason, I am embroidering a pillow for my honeymoon.
Depression. Love and hate are linked together, trying to be young and tolerant. I feel brand-new and old-fashioned. The soul fades. Thinking about pleasure, smoke bombs, and leaving the party behind. How to live and how to be banned when you are over sixty? So boring.
Queqiaoxian
Dai Song puffer fish
The rain outside the eaves of the New Lotus Pond and Qinghuai Courtyard began to rest.
There are two noisy frogs. Why does it sound like singing songbirds?
The scenery is flowing, tourists are sweating, and Mo Wen's sideburns are very long.
Drink drunken songs, save half and worry half.
Ugly slaves are slow/picking mulberry seeds is slow
Songpanfen
I'm worried about spring, but the sun is still shining.
Under the thick green shade, Yan language warblers are singing.
Counting the new lotus cymbals, lightly flooding the pool.
It's sunny and rainy, and it's plum and yellow stone.
Remember that time, Jade Man was so sleepy that he tried on his first coat.
* * * Hand in hand, red window embroidery, painting fan poems.
How can it be today? Half the bed is full of bright moon.
Where is the platform? It should be me, frowning.
Bagui
Song Jiangkui
Lotus fragrance is falling, sparse tung blowing green, courtyard dark rain.
I was fascinated by the shadow inexplicably. I saw that the walls of Shinohara were dark and the moss steps were cut.
See the guests off again and ask who plays the water pipa.
It's a pity that the whole country always gives thrush.
Long hate each other never had to pay, now what's the matter, and farewell to the west wind.
Cold and smoky, moving people far away, sailing like leaves.
Looking at Wen Jun for a long time, I am worried about living on bamboo.
After returning, Cui Zun took two sips, took off the bead curtain and looked at the moon delicately.