Cross the mountain house in the dead of night.
The north window is cool when sleeping.
Strolling in the atrium, a starry day.
Talking and laughing with tourists in the morning, bells ringing all over the mountain, unforgettable.
You asked Sha Tou for details, but Bai Ou knew my packing.
Song-Xin Qiji-Ugly Slave/Caisang People
The clouds are light and Qiu Guang is thin when you come late, and the sun is shining in the west.
Sunset is sunny.
Candles and cigarettes are drawn askew in class.
Buy human grievances from the canal, and every word is round.
Every word is round.
Heartbroken, west wind, fourteen strings.
Song-Xin Qiji-Chao Chongcuo
Autumn wind in Huang Ju Garden every year.
More frost-resistant red.
Yellow is like the forehead of the old palace, and red looks good.
Before you get old, you should look at it first, then respect it, and your children will be equal.
Try to brew Xijiang for a long life, and Xijiang has endless green water.
Song-Xin Qiji-Chao Chongcuo
Baskets and winds shattered the heavy hills.
Yu Di put on two red makeup.
We are all worried about wine here and busy with poetry there.
Don't think about who is drunk and who is going home.
The fence on the east side of Baishui falls, and the sunset wants to sow cattle and sheep.
Fishing (Ji Hai, moved to Hunan from Hubei and Cao, and built a small mountain pavilion with eunuch Wang Mai as a gift)
More can eliminate, a few storms. In a hurry, spring is back. Cherish spring and hate early flowers, not to mention countless red flowers. Live in spring. See, Tianya Cao Fang lost his way. Hate spring and have no words. It's just diligent, and it's doing everything in Yogyakarta.
Nagato, quasi-quasi-rituals and mistakes. Moth eyebrows used to be enviable. A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? Mo junwu Don't you see, Yuhuan Yan Fei is dusty. Leisure is the hardest. Don't lean on dangerous buildings, the sun is setting, and the flowers are bright.
Fishing (watching the tide go to the prime minister)
Look at seagulls and herons flying in the sky. In an instant, I was encouraged. Jiang Jie's team practiced driving away mountains, but tigers were not collected in fierce battles. Morning and evening. I'm used to it, and Wu Er is not afraid of dragon anger. The storm is calm. Watch the red fork fly, jump straight into the fish and dance in the waves.
Who will ask? Wan Li has a long whale to swallow and spit. Children's play on earth is a thousand crossbows. If you are tired of knowing what happened, White Horse will go to the East. I hate it. Humanity, injustice and anger will always exist. Fame is self-defeating Teach Tao Zhu, teach the five lakes and the west lake, and teach misty rain.
Qinyuanchun (a new house with a lake will be built)
At the beginning of the three paths, the crane resents the ape and is surprised, and Jia Xuan is behind. Even Yunshan himself agreed and was angry all his life. The man in clothes smiled and resisted the dust. If you are tired, you should pay it back, and your body is expensive when you are idle. Is it a slap in the face? On the Qiu Jiang, watch the geese flee and return to the stormy waters.
Donggang repairs Mao Zhai more. All right, open the porch window by the water. If you want to go fishing by boat, you should plant willows, hedges and bamboo protection first, so as not to hinder the plum viewing. Autumn chrysanthemum can be eaten, and Chunlan can be rewarded, leaving it to Mr. Wang to plant it himself. For a long time, Shen Yinjiu was afraid that your favor would not be allowed, and this mind lingered.
Qinyuanchun (send it to Jiangling East of Zhao, then use rhyme)
Standing in Xiaoxiang, the oriole flies high, I hope you don't come. Being blown down by the east wind, the Xijiang River each spoke his own words and shouted for wine. But strange bravery, like a gentleman, still owes Hou Wanli. If you win in the air, you will get a good word from Jiangnan, and only you can return.
Jin Fan Fang Hua Xing Zhai was disappointed that the snow waves touched the sky and the river was open. I still remember my trip to Nanpu, giving you a willow, and seeing you on the job, climbing plums for me. In front of Luomao Mountain and under the Tiger Shadow Stage, humanity flowers will be planted all over the county. Don't ask, looking at the high sky, Peng Yi is wandering.
Shui Long Yin (for the birthday of Chen Jia, Jianshu, Hanan)
Crossing the river from the south, several people are really skilled. Chang 'an elders, the scenery of the new pavilion, are as poor as ever. Fu Yiren, in Lu Shen, China, has looked back several times. Wan Li's reputation is based on the fact that he is a real Confucian scholar, as you know.
There are articles and mountains. The shadow and the court are very clear. When I fell to the ground, now I try, and the situation is running. The wind and smoke in the green fields, the vegetation in Pingquan and the wine singing in Dongshan. I will rectify Kun's work and celebrate her husband's birthday next year.
The following year, Nanjian took rhyme as its servant's life. The servant and the official birthday are one day apart, and then he lives with Nan Jian.
The Jade Emperor Hall and Pavilion are a little cold, try again. The hall is painted with halberds, and the road to Tongyin Pavilion is as green as ever. Lampe Kong Fang, jealous of the moth eyebrow, had nothing to say, so he had to scratch his head. However, every year people call on Han to stop, and people are still debating whether the police are there.
The golden seal will be like a bucket next year. One-day tour of Zhongzhou and Jinyi. It's still a big event. Before and after the story of Diusim, LAM Raymond flew away. Rich and floating clouds, I judge the porch crown, not as good as a glass of wine Stay in business, drink at the age of 20, and accompany Zhuang Chunshou.
Shuilongyin (Deng Healthy Yangxin Pavilion)
In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless. Far away, sacrifice sorrow for hate, hairpin. The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer. I watched Wu Gou, made a column, and no one attended.
Don't say that perch is inferior to silver carp. The west wind and the seasonal eagle have not come back yet. People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects. Unfortunately, the years are fleeting, and the tree is so sad and stormy. Who is money? Yingying Cuixiu, _ Hero Tears.
Man Jianghong (He Wang was born in Kou, Hunan Province)
Returning from drumming, he raised his whip and asked, "Who is Zhuge?" . Humans are, in a hurry, crossing Lugu River in May. The white feather is windy, and Qingxi Road smiles through tears. The world of mortals is early, so I rode off Hiraoka and hurried.
Thirty thousand volumes, Long Tao guest. Nothing, but the article is powerful. Put down the poetry book at once and laugh at dysprosium. Next year, the golden seal will be as big as a bucket, but the story of diusim will go out on its own. Carve it and make contributions to the clouds and streams.
Manjianghong (send Tang Chaomei to Jintan)
Mist and rain are coming, ten years of dreams and respect for the past. Spring is just right, and the hometown is full of peaches and plums, waiting for you to spend it. Children worship in front of lights and tears. It's time to go back to the Chicken and Dolphin Club. Still look, the tongue is in the teeth and the heart is iron.
Governing the country, sealing Hou Gu. Sweaty and full of harmony. I did a good job, and my poetry and calligraphy were very successful. I always miss you and go home, but now I hate middle age. Smile is more affectionate to the bright moon in the river head, but it is lacking tonight.
(Send Li to Shu)
Shu Dao ascended to heaven, and a cup of clothes was given to the guests. Still sighing, middle-aged and sick, unable to leave. The northeast is surprised by Zhuge Biao, and the southwest is more grassy. Pay fame and tidy up, like a pen.
Don't shed the children's tears. Jingchu road, I can say. Prepare a new poem, Lujiang Mountain View. Red Cliff is littered with rocks and waves, and jathyapple is covered with bronze and cymbals. When plum blossom snows in Wan Li, we must remember each other.
Manjianghong (farewell to Mid-Autumn Festival)
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold. Fahua
Clouds are full and Joan cups are slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding. It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
(Fu's health history in the left-behind seat)
Peng Yi is hanging in the air, laughing at the world, but there is nothing. Also, nine deep, jade steps stand. The sleeves are colorful, and he will make up the northwest next year. And come back, smile and protect the Yangtze River, Bo Bicheng.
Beautiful land, articles. Golden light sings, red teeth clap. See you fly forward, news from Japan. It is expected that the treasure will dream of Huang Ge, and the Qingxi flute will be painted. I have known you for a long time.
(Chen is the prefect of Ganzhou Table)
The setting sun is boundless, calm and the sails are weak. Remember, flirting, beauty. Tired guests don't know where they are, and the beauty has already replied. Then he came back, just to give a cloud and help the king.
Some things, how to get them. If you know there is hatred, don't remember it. But chutian is special, and the clouds at dusk are bright. Everything that passes by is not going well. Nine times out of ten, my head is white today. Laughing at Jiangzhou, Sima is too affectionate and blue and wet.
Man Jianghong (Jiang Xing and Yang Ji Weng Yun)
Crossing the mountains, seemingly strange, is known in the past. It's a dream, an ordinary trip, Jiangnan Jiangbei. The best place to go is to bring a staff member, which can save several lives. Laugh at the dust, and after 39 years, grow into a guest.
Wu Chudi, demolished in the southeast. Heroes, enemies of Cao Liu. Blown away by the west wind, there is no trace. Louguan is an adult, and the flag is white before it is rolled. Sighing the world, turning sorrow into joy and looking for each other, today is still the past.
Man Jianghong (see Dr. Zheng Shunju keeping his promise and calling)
In the life of the lake and the sea, it is irresponsible and as white as a halberd. It's been a long time since you're interested in hearing the truth. The old man has been a soldier for hundreds of thousands, and Chang 'an is in the northwest. Then Phoenix, the next day, sent a letter urging you to hurry up.
When driving on the road, the child cries. The wind and rain are dark and the flags are wet. See wild plum official willow, Dongfeng news. Don't laugh at rattan temple, now pine and bamboo are colorless. Ask the world, who cares not to worry, what is in the cup.
Manjianghong (the rhyme of You Nan Yan and Fan Kuo)
I laughed at Hongya and asked who cut Zhang Qian and Cui Yan. Again, the west wind is white horse, and the north village is south. It seems that the whole monk's house is in chaos, and I want to swallow and vomit. Everything in the world and Qiu Lai has been shaken passively.
Call a bucket of wine to drink with you. -Yin, want to find a quiet date. And Ding Ning Hugh negative, Beishan ape crane. There is a dream of deer seeking deer in the canal. If it is not a fish, it will never be known. Looking up, the bird replied, but it was wrong to turn around.
Man Jianghong (Professor Yu will go on a field trip when he is sick, and send it when he is sick)
After bending a few futons, the abbots Li and Jun came to ask. It's raining at night, so don't leave in a hurry. Let's have a drink to the north and the south. Don't invade idle hair in everything, sleep well for a hundred years. The most unforgettable thing is that the language is diligent and the daughter is straightforward.
Dongshixigeng road. Hand in hand, this is the past. There is still hope in the future, and the old alliance is like the sun. Don't believe that Penglai is separated from the wind and waves, and the sky has its own strength. There is no news of plum blossoms, and I miss you all night.
Loose head of water regulation (gate ditch)
I love taking the lake, and flowers bloom in thousands of feet. Mr. Zhang has nothing to do and walks thousands of times a day. Where we are allied with seagulls, after today's alliance, we should not guess each other. Where is the white crane? Try to come with me.
Break duckweed, expel green algae and erect moss. Peeping fish laughs at your stupid plan, but you can't raise my cup. Abandoned swamps, abandoned hills and the past. The moon is bright and the wind is cool, and the world is sad. There is less shade on the east coast, and there are many kinds of willows.
Shuidiao Song (Tangpo sees harmony and uses rhyme as a thank you)
Shoot the golden que during the day, and the tiger and leopard are nine in one. Seeing how often you remonstrate, you can talk about holding the sky back. Loyal to the liver, righteous and courageous, Wan Li misty rain, guessing the past. Political fear is inevitable, and the news is coming.
Laugh at my house, the door is covered with grass and the diameter is long with moss. You shouldn't use your hands, but put the crab in the cup. It's still very sad for me to talk about swords and things other than poetry, and to dance and sing wildly. White hair has seeds, and it grows when you wake up.
Shuidiao Song Tou (moved from Cao, Hubei Province to Hunan Province, always led Wang and Zhao Shou to buy wine in the south building, leaving others at the table)
Fold the Wuchang willow and hang it on Xiaoxiang. Two years on the river, laughing at my busy business. When to stop asking about wealth and when to leave middle age, I hate it, and my temples turn to frost. Silk, bamboo and pottery write ears, feathers and flies.
Preface Lanting, sing Red Cliff and embroider clothes. The monarch rode thousands of times, and the style was Hanwang. Don't sing ponies often, but the south building is beautiful and romantic. It's good to be poor at home.
Adjust the water to loosen the head (9-day tour of Yundong Han Nan Yunjian)
No matter what day it is today, who will Huang Ju open to? Yuan and Ming love the ninth, and Hungary is Cui Wei. Wine is none of people's business, just because you can't help it. Who gave you white clothes? Drunk fans, dust everywhere.
For public drinking, it must be 300 cups a day. Looking east from the height of this mountain, you can see Penglai in the mist. Phoenix went to Luan Palace, left her, fell ill and went on stage. There is a bright moon on the way home, and the figure lingers.
Tune the song with water (answer Li Ziyong with rhyme again)
Don't be angry, try to say something. On the road of chariots and horses in Chang 'an, Cui Wei sprang up. I was ashamed for a long time, so I took this opportunity to wash myself and write back on the wall. The setting sun penetrates the virtual gap, and the first line is Wan Fei.
Break my life, holding a crab in my left hand and a cup in my right hand. Buy a mountain and plant a cloud tree, under the mountain? Cigarettes are always wrapped around your fingers, so you should say everything well. There are still many places in the world. Liu Lang is in distress situation, and just gave Hua a look.
Shuidiao Song (watching the snow in Wujiang with Wang Youshi)
Creation is so magnificent, Wan Li Emerald Qi Fei. What's more leisurely is that Wan's pink cover is quite plum. This is a good scroll, only curling is a color, and Haiyun Road should be lost. I have traveled and reviewed my dreams.
Fairy, gull bird companion, forget the plane. Smile at the wine, and the poem is in the west. I sent a message to the old couple in Yanbo. I heard that perch looks good, so I stopped making lotus clothes. The upper bound is full of government, sweating like a pig.
Shuidiao Song (Yangzhou and People's Rhyme in Boat)
The setting sun fills the dust, and Hu rides and hunts in the clear autumn. The Han family practiced for 100 thousand, right? Monitor tall buildings. Who throws a whip to fly across, recalls the past and licks the blood. The season is young and the horse is mink hair.
I am old now, scratching my head over Yangzhou. Tired of swimming, I want to plant thousands of oranges by the river. Second, the southeast scenery, ten thousand volumes of poetry books, try to ask you. Don't shoot the south mountain tiger, just seek to enrich the people.
Water Regulation (and Zheng Shun's "The Rhyme of the Sugarcane Temple")
Everything is gray, and the sun and the moon are west and east. I am used to following the classics. In front of the bamboo tree, the stream is romantic, and the elders of the chicken wine owners are greeted with smiles. Who knows this happiness? There is a mystery behind the scenes.
Taste life, men and I will be different. Jade Hall Golden Horse has its own poetic beauty. I locked the window of Yunyan, fearing that I would enter the painting of Danqing and fly away without a trace. This language is even more idiotic. It's really a tiger's head wind
Shuidiao Song Tou (Shouhan Nanjian 70)
Eight thousand years was the Spring and Autumn Period in ancient times. Not on this day, I just celebrated my seventieth birthday. Look at the clouds hanging in the sky. Wan Lifeng is at the bottom, swimming with creation. To count the years, ask Zhuang Zhou.
Drunk in the waves, singing gently and gracefully, dancing gently. From now on, stick to the south stream and leave it to you during the day. I heard that the Emperor of Heaven is here, jade and wine are frequently served, and the Dragon Palace holds the crown. Go to the stars, the name is Dong Jinou.
He Xinlang (endowed with daffodils)
Clouds lie in cold clothes. Look at that bleak, windy, moonlight, water shadow. Ling Bo is born in the dust of socks, and smoke in the soup. A little love makes you dizzy. I don't remember meeting him, but he was very affectionate and fragrant to me. Waiting for tears, collecting residual powder.
Huai Sha hates all souls through the ages. -At that time, I was in a hurry to forget the title of immortal. The misty rain is sad, and Cui Mei shakes who is all. . It says that the lyre is indignant. A broken string evokes the soul, and a golden cup and a silver platform moisten it. Worry _ wine, wake up alone.
Nian Nujiao (watching Snow House and Nanjian Snow)
The old reward in the rabbit garden, the trace of disappointment and the bird money mountain are all unique. Take the Yinbei River on the road, and the south branch is fragrant. Everything is novel, so it's clear to me first. Leaning against a thousand trees, jade dragons fly to the birds.
Don't pity the foggy wind, try to ride a crane and worship the previous month. Since grinding the frozen inkstone with the poet Weng, I have seen the sweeping of the orchid finger. I'm going to sweat on the earth and leave a clean layer of ice. What's the matter with you? If you come late, it's easy to bend over.
Nian Nujiao (rhymes with Bai Mudan and Fan Kuo)
What do flowers look like, just like the Zhengfa Palace in early Wu, surrounded by green and red arrays. If you want to laugh, you will be ashamed and silent, only the charm of the whole city. Cui Gai romance, toothpick name, old reward, can be saved. Tianxiang dyed dew, whoever comes early will wear it.
I like Nong Yu Tuansu best, and I won one. I once sang songs in Yangzhou. Huawu Jinpan people are not awake, and swallows come to spring. I remember that year most, Shen Xiangting was north, and I hated the spring breeze infinitely. Don't ask questions when you are drunk. Sleep soundly at night.
Nian Nujiao (Deng Jiankang's "Shangxin Pavilion", presenting history and leaving traces)
I'm here to mourn the past, go to a dangerous building and win the welcome of leisure. Where there is a tiger sitting in a dragon's pan, there is only rise and fall everywhere. Outside the willow, the sun sets, waterfowl return, and trees blow dragons. Sail west, who is crying spray frost bamboo.
However, I remember an Shi's romantic life, Dongshan dying, and tears clanking. Children gain fame and fortune, but the chess director has been eliminated in the past. A precious mirror is hard to find, and Yun Lan is dying. Who can persuade a cup to be green? The wind in the river is angry, and the waves turn over the house.
Niannujiao (the wall of Liu Shudong Village)
Wild pond flowers fall, in a hurry, after Qingming. The east wind deceives the guest's dream, and the cloud screen is afraid at night. The bow is bent on the bank, and the willow is a horse. This place was once light. The building is empty, and the old Swift can talk.
I heard that I was in the east, and pedestrians met me, and the curtain was long. The old enmity in Chunjiang is not broken, and the new enmity in Yunshan is thousand fold. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. I should also be surprised to ask how many French and Chinese have recently.
Nian Nujiao (West Lake and Human Rhyme)
The evening breeze blows rain, fighting new lotus, and the sound is chaotic. Who put the incense in the mirror? The cloud is red and the lake is blue. Birds fly across the sky, fish swim around, waves blow, and they are used to taking advantage of music seats. The heroic spirit sits on the audience and drinks thousands of stones.
If you think of the romantic life in Chu Shi, cranes will walk with people, and you will always be a flying fairy. It is the thatched cottage hedge today, and the pine and bamboo are not what they used to be. I want to say that in those days, looking at the lake downstairs, the water clouds were wide and narrow. Don't ask if you are drunk.
Niannujiao (rain-bearing rock)
Recently, where there is my sadness, there is my happiness. A little sad and eternal, relying on the west wind alone. And bamboo seeks springs, and clouds plant trees, which are called true leisure guests. This leisure place should not be borrowed from Chou He for a long time.
Don't say that the past is not true, the present is true, consider Qing Zun. I don't know who I am when I'm drunk. I am not a crane in Feiyun. Cold wind is high, cassia twig is loose. When you are drunk, you will still wake up. The window in the north is very high, so don't be frightened by birds.
New Lotus Leaf (and Zhao De Zhuang Yun)
Everyone is back. Who does Du Fu want to persuade to come back? Trees are like clouds, ready to lend to warblers. Rabbit sunflower oats, ask Liu Lang, how many times he has stained his clothes. Cuiping dream, feeling the water around the mountain.
I have wine to bring. This small garden is free to open. It used to be prosperous, but things are different now. Half a spring breeze, I remember that year, the first time I saw Cui Hui. There are few geese in the south, and there is no brocade book.
New lotus leaf (still using the previous rhyme)
Spring is like sorrow, and clouds bring rain. Spring is long and idle, and the gossamer flies low all day. How much leisure, how much night breeze, specializing in blowing clothes. The small window is quiet and the sound of chess seems to have a breakthrough.
Times are hard to bear. Let him be a coward. Counting the past, we should not be poetic and full of wine and food. The bosom friend string is broken, the smile is brilliant and empty, and the emblem is caressed. Look at the shadow without drinking, waiting for the invitation of the bright moon.
The tallest building (if there are four seasons songs in Drunk, it is Fu)
Chang 'an Road, catch up with the old tired and swim home. Seventy years old is rare. The lotus flower rain wet the night before the lake, and Guizhi scenery mountain. How to eliminate, must _ wine, more poetry.
Don't bear the snow by the bamboo side alone. Don't be lonely at the moon. I've been fooling around. I'm stupid. No one has asked why flowers are planted, only God knows the taste of flowers. Laugh in the mountains, the clouds get up early, and the birds return late.
The tallest building (while Yang's seat is endowed with peony rhyme)
If you buy it in Xiyuan, who will take 10,000 gold home? Being sick is better than swimming. Painting candles on windy and oblique nights makes life cool and full of wine. We should re-seek, lay down the genealogy and the fallen immortal of poetry.
Look at the yellow background, the imperial robe is expensive. Look at the red background, the champion is new. As big as a bucket, only fools. Han charming helpless, Wu Wa powder array hate who knows. But one after another, bees and butterflies are chaotic, and spring comes late.
Fairy song (for Prime Minister Ye)
Jiangtou's elders said he was new here. All roads are peaceful this year. I saw the green sideburns, the jade belt goldfish, the "xianggong", the old Chinese and Korean Sima.
Know the propaganda and persuasion office far away, and hang lanterns in the East Pavilion. Don't give rare opportunities to welcome the Lantern Festival. Ask the sky how much spring is, just like the world, but knowledgeable as a picture. Take away all the beautiful things, dedicate the mountains and rivers to the king, and watch the story of Diesim in Father and Son, and Yujing will meet you.
Song of the immortals (it is a blessing to visit the spring in the early days and get the spring of Zhou)
Flowing thousands of valleys, * * * mangoku competes for beauty. I've been a novice all my life. Sighing with a light shirt and a short hat, how much red dust, still complacent, still raging.
Eat, drink and be merry, and the reputation behind you is not as good as a glass of wine before you die. I will stay here, tie a knot in my house, and when I am knowledgeable, I will plant five willows in front of my door myself. When I came home, my father asked me to come back and asked me if I would come back.
Klang Ganzhou (Shoujian Health) Hu Shuai Wen Chang gave it. When I was reading Dance of Red Plums, I had another pet with a tin belt.
Fu Jiangshan is beneficial to the public, and Jinling Yuzhou. Think of this year's swallows and recognize them. Xie Wang is romantic. With the usual respect, you will be at a loss. It's still a dream, the eastern end of the jade palace.
Look at the gold horizontal belt, which will be drafted next year and sealed by the prime minister. There is a new singing of red plum, which is fragrant and gentle. And Huatang, drunk all night, has been waiting for 8 thousand years since then. Guess how to burn incense with bones and collect it at midnight.
The voice is slow (I tasted the Green Pool in the Forbidden City in Shi Jing when I was a child, because I saw it at that time).
In the heyday of Kaiyuan, flowers were planted in the sky, and the laurel shadow in the moon hall was heavy. Ten miles is fragrant, and a golden millet is exquisite. The strings of orchestral music are condensed on the blue water, recalling time and romantic sadness. Although Cui Hua is far away, the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River is locked in the palace by smoke.
It is precisely because Tian Zi is cold, brewed by the west wind, and has a biting fragrance. Bai Xuedan Jiao, Ye Zhan steals the demon red. Taoist priests take second clothes, which is their own, fragrant family style. I'm afraid it's because I'm sad and drunk.
Jiang Shenzi (with charm)
Beautiful willows compete for fiber. In the mountains. For who? Try the spring shirt, but I'm afraid of the east wind. Where to go for an outing, call a date and be arrogant.
There are many doors at home. Remember to meet. Draw the East Bridge. Come back tomorrow, the storm is dark red. Unfortunately, whatever the cloud, nepotism has faded, and the temple is Yun Song.
Jiang Shenzi (and Chen Renhe Yun)
Jade flute recalls distant Luan. Several joys and sorrows. Belt width. And don't leave any residue before and after drinking. Back to the small window, the moon is there, the cloud is a wisp, and the jade is a thousand feet.
There should be a black spot on Wu Shuang's temple. The window is free. The dream chain is said by the east wind, which means seamless. Gusu walked off the stage and looked at Xiao Pingshan with tears in her eyes.
Jiang Shenzi (Wang Bi of Boshan Road)
A Sichuan pine bamboo stands sideways. There are others. Be covered by clouds. Pruning after snow, sometimes you can see two or three flowers. On the way to Bitaoyuan Creek, the scenery is good and there is no dispute.
If there are traces of wine in the flag pavilion, there will be credit. It got colder later. How to ban him. Drunk in a hurry, ride with the car. I am old and gray-haired, but this is my life.
Jiang Shenzi (with charm)
It's cloudy and sunny when there are clouds. Late mountain Ming. Xiaoxiheng should not make a heartbroken sound when the branches are rough. But anywhere in green hills and spring, it is always possible to go down this road.
In those days, multicolored pens were given to Wuhu City. Recall my life. If it's love. Try to take Lingcha, and ask Junping on the way home. Cool colour eventually heavy, but must be put away, Yushan oblique.
Order No.6 (Send Yushan's wife to Wuzhong in the east because of Lu's affairs)
Wine and flowers, climbing short and folding. Who pity the old mountain dream, a thousand miles of soup is slippery. Then the whole Songjiang was smashed, and the inspection would say ducks. Old friends are happy to answer it. Drunk oranges wake up when you fall to the ground.
Chang Ma Lang, willing to listen to poetry. Whoever has an affair with his uncle will suppress Cao Liu. Look at your career more and live up to your life. I'm afraid to leave. After seeing you off, write down the tea classics and cook fragrant snow.
Six orders (rhyme again)
My hair will break when I laugh. Sunshine is sad, but singing is slippery. Children who wander to their own homes will not be bothered by ducks next door. Water is connected with mountains. Seeing you awake is like being drunk and dreaming.
Wu Nong on the river asked me, bothering you one by one. Sit on the guest's toast, leave the real pearl behind. The handle of the fishing rod is unstable, so I study in the rough waves. Ask who is afraid. Compared with willow, it snows all over the city for the east wind first.
Man (with Hong Prime Minister Jing Boyun and Lu Neihan)
I am anxious to hang the string, and Long song dances slowly. Even Juan has ten kinds of palace eyebrows, which are unbearable red and purple. Only young flowers are flying, and they are full of fragrant pools. When you are alive, you can cut it quickly and insert it all over the bronze.
Who will go in spring, Luan glue is hard to find, and the string is broken. Hating peony is terminally ill, but it also pays the price of healing. I can't see it in my dream, and it hurts. How can I know spring? Don't be disappointed, be sure to engrave the monument of the right army.
Man Fang Ting (rhyming repeatedly in A Journey to East Lake in Zhang Yu)
Looking for spring outside the willow, lace is a sentence, strange men smile. Yangchun and Snow White are rare in ancient and modern times. He used to be an old guest of Jin Luan, missing the Phoenix and wandering around Tianchi alone. Tian Yan waved happily and urged the Yi people above. |< You are talking, I have tasted the gift of Lord Baoding. & gt|
Just now, on the river and sea, I feel like a dream and tears are like silk. Unless it is, pain will cure wine. Tomorrow, all the lakes will be happy, and the boat will go away and laugh. Xitang is good, get drunk, and read the North Korean tablet with a stick. |< Hall Records, Office System. & gt|
Partridge Sky (middle section of Ehumiao Road)
A sofa with a cool breeze and a cool shadow. A trickle surrounds the monastery. Thousand-chapter cloud hook bark, ten-mile stream wind? Stop? That's great.
Running in the rain at sunset. The path in the mountain garden turns slightly. Tired of being laughed at by pedestrians, I am only busy with nymphs.
Partridge sky (on behalf of others)
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
Partridge sky (goose lake returns to disease)
Chihiro bamboo, Chihiro bamboo. After the rain, the waves in East Lake became bigger. Just because I bought a good castle peak, I hate coming back with more white hair.
Draw candles and wash golden lotus. The host dances and the guests sing together. I only hate the thrill of being drunk, but I won't feel sick when I wake up tomorrow.