Year:? Song? Author:? Zhongshu
Who do you want to talk to now? Red furnace chip snow pliers hammer. It is doubtful to hit a golden lion. The shepherd girl opened her eyes and the clay figurine frowned. The flat peach has been blooming late. Don't smile at the spring breeze, just wait.
2. Moshan Yao Xi Yin Tianhai
Year:? Song? Author:? Xiangziyin
Tian Yao Hai Yin. It's hard to be right. Shu Qi shines on the world. It is clear and strict. Changqingsong Trail, the old peak and the old mountain, are deeply hidden and hidden, and samadhi light does not harm. ?
Golden lion, don't be surprised when you fight. Put the chess pieces on the red stove, and you can understand the situation without them. There is no way, never go to the present, whether it is dark, dark or bright, only the dragon is not ignorant.
3. "He Xinlang throws great water into the sky"
Year:? Song? Author:? Ge changgeng
The asphalt sky was made sticky by water. Do □□, mountains and rivers, light culvert inside and outside. The spring breeze looks for everything all night, and the rain outside the eaves is endless. At dawn, six flowers are decadent. Yao Shuqilin is freezing cold, knowing whose family and charming girls are careless in grooming. Squeeze it, little lion. The architecture of Joan of Arc is a great pleasure for the Eastern Emperor. -make, Yulong war, LiuMian fly up. Poems written by beautiful women through the ages are like salt and rice. Try it, Yantou Xi dike. The world of dust and silver, I remember that year, I went to Yaochi Club. Jade Qing, it really is.
4. fisherman's song/fisherman
Year:? Author:? Li Peng
Sun Wei, the first official of South Campus, is the only one. Xihe lion sits like a door.
Silk fans are cool and easy to winnow. Guess what? Eat a stick for no reason, don't look for it.
5. "Echoes of Spring Crane in Qinyuan" Volume III
Year:? Yuan? Author:? Feng Zunshi
When you have an epiphany, you won't disguise the outer edge. Let Teng Teng stand upright, the ends of the earth, wild cranes in the clouds, whether it is a fleeting time. Before the moon is downwind, I am free and happy, I sing when I am happy, and I sleep when I am sleepy. Looking back, falling flowers fly catkins, far away from water and light smoke. Originally, there was nothing to say, nothing to preach, and Tao was a strong name, so there was no Zen. Peach blossom and willow green are natural news, so there is no need to fight against bamboo and lotus. The overall situation is invisible, the vacuum is absent, and it is very small. Shishi, dare to talk nonsense, talk about the sky.
6. "Xi Qian Ying, tired of leaving the soil"
Year:? Song? Author:? a certain person
Tired of leaving dirt behind. You will be happy and idle, and you will be friends with purity. The sword hangs cold light, and an yun will be defeated by five elements. Collect the mysterious treasures of caves and jump out of the shell of yin and yang. Dadan is. Riding the sun and the moon, rubbing against the stars. Yingxiu after leading the way. With the opportunity, it is obvious that the magic hand. Iron gate, gold thread, everywhere seven wear eight wear. Draw out the golden lion, vibration waterfowl mountain beast. Look back quickly. Facing the blue sky, have a good sleep and have a sunny day.
7. "Forty-one Fu"
Year:? Song? Author:? Shipuning
Put on wild dried skin and roar like a lion.
If you refer to the East as the West, you will do nothing.
Starts up the dharma body and hides the Beidou.
8. "Ode to Poetry 102"
Year:? Song? Author:? Shishaotan
Jiaocheng East, a small jungle.
Surrounded by sandalwood, the lion groaned.
On the fourth window of the falling moon, there are clouds and valleys, and I see the heart of an ancestor.
Poor eyes are poor eyes.
9. One hundred and sixty-nine songs
Year:? Song? Author:? Shi zhipeng
Lin Tan, Lion Cave.
It's not appropriate to squat, just turn over,
When the smoke disappears, they can be picked up.
Not the heart, not the Buddha,
A discerning monk should not neglect.
10, Gongci
Year:? Ming? Author:? Zhu Quan
Throughout the night, Hua Yao was full of forbidden orders, and the rising sun was reflected on the West House at dawn.
Imperial secretary gave birth to a lion in the snow, and laughed at the ice hairpin as a jade hairpin.