Mei Xingqing is in full bloom.
Trees are full of gentle sunshine and spring rain,
Pedestrians are punctual in April. Sadulla (about 1272— 1355) was a poet, painter and calligrapher in Yuan Dynasty. Word field,no. Zhizhai. Hui (Mongolian). Born in Yanmen (now Daixian County, Shanxi Province), he was a scholar for four years. In order to impeach dignitaries, he gave Hanlin a manuscript, moved to Dalu Huachi, Zhenjiang, and moved to Jiangnan as a suggestion. He moved to Huaixi Road and lived in Hangzhou in his later years. Sadoul is good at painting, with fine calligraphy and excellent letter opening. There are talents who jump from tiger to Wolong, which are called Yanmen talents. His literary creation is mainly poetry, the content of which is mostly traveling, retiring, worshiping immortals and rewarding, and his ideological value is low. Sadulla also left some paintings, such as "The Fishing Terrace of Yanling" and "The Map of Plum Birds", which are now in the Palace Museum in Beijing. Sadulla
In order to find you, Ye Jing moved out of town and entered Summer. For a new row of chrysanthemums, there are no flowers in Qiu Lai. There was no dog barking at the door, so I asked my neighbors in the west. But he told me that you go climbing every day and don't come back until sunset. -In the Tang Dynasty, the monk was so bright that he didn't find Lu Hongxian at home, and he didn't find Lu Hongxian at home
In order to find you, Ye Jing moved out of town and entered Summer.
For a new row of chrysanthemums, there are no flowers in Qiu Lai.
There was no dog barking at the door, so I asked my neighbors in the west.
But he told me that you go climbing every day and don't come back until sunset. Sail three thousand miles through the storm and throw your flesh and blood home together. I'm afraid crying will damage my old age. I'll tell my parents to have a rest. Poverty has been fixed since ancient times, and there is no chance of clutch. From now on, we will be divided into two places, each keeping safe. I want it back, don't get involved! -Qing Cao Xueqin's Twelve Dreams of Red Mansions-Divide the flesh and blood; Twelve Poems of A Dream of Red Mansions-Divide the flesh and blood
3. Qian Fan crosses the stormy road,
Let's throw the flesh and blood home together.
Afraid that crying will ruin my old age,
Tell your parents to have a rest.
Poverty has been fixed since ancient times.
Is there no chance of clutch?
From now on, we will be divided into two places, each keeping safe.
I want it back, don't get involved! This is a waste of Mu Tian's words. Good white clouds. The ladies-in-waiting are full of grievances. Layered city and moth eyebrows. Spend a lot of time on Yaochi music. Hurt peaches and plums? Moss is empty and withering. It's in vain. -Chen Ziang's "Twenty-six Feelings" Twenty-six Feelings of the Tang Dynasty
This is a waste of Mu Tian's words.
Good white clouds.
The ladies-in-waiting are full of grievances.
Layered city and moth eyebrows.
Spend a lot of time on Yaochi music.
Hurt peaches and plums?
Moss is empty and withering.
It's in vain.