There is no vague chaotic brilliance.
There was no vulgar protest.
You are dancing a brisk round dance.
Come silently.
Mountain range, collapse, eruption
Rain, joy, drooling
There is no deep imprint.
No shallow memory.
Your eyes are blue when you wave your sleeves.
So I laughed at the crack in the ice peak.
A glimpse of lava eruption
Even though we live far apart
Want to set off a century of crazy waves
You growled and groaned! However, silence—
You're at a loss:
"The small barge, that filar silk affects.
But also brewing the true meaning of life? "
You pretend to be crazy, and you're at a loss.
So be quiet, be quiet.
The desolation of breaking tiles alone
However, in an instant, the meteorite passed you by. ...
You suddenly:
"Doesn't God yearn for this world?"
Embrace excitement when frustrated.
Leave, leave,
Passing away, it turned out to be so calm.
In the corner of my eye, Jingjing's tears are dripping.
Heart, the fire is burning ... yellow.
(Buzhi in Song Dynasty)
Nanyuan is better than summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households. Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.
Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions. Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job.
Hanzhou
(Don Wei Zhuang)
When Binon first arrived in Hangzhou, the balcony in Guo Yi was shocking. Songgui's shadow is full of color,
The sound of orchestral strings in the wind. People's hearts are not like troubled times, and their fortunes should be peaceful.
On the tenth day, I was drunk and slept in the Jin Yan Post. I didn't hate my face.
Klang Ganzhou
(Song Chenxi)
Wash your face with the wind, just like wheat autumn, spring clothes should be reversed. When crossing the stream, the clouds were wet, the feet were covered with dust, and spider silk was exposed.
Swallows whose wings are adjusted with the wind are weak and have no struggle for mud. Against the Lang Jing Garden, there are roses outside the bamboo forest.
Stay dry for a long time, keep warm, and watch the fish blow foam. The waves will make the pool dizzy. Moss marks and spots are the cornerstones, and when the rain matures.
Beside the short fence, butterflies swarmed and wild flowers swept away, chasing each other. Forget the words, the emblem string blows at the beginning, and the flowing water prophet.
Imitating Hanshan Poems in Summer Vacation
(Modern Ma Yifu)
The night is short and not cold, and the mountain is small and difficult to escape the summer. In the dream, the wind is blowing and the moon is in Xiaoxiang Bamboo.
When you see the source of your heart, you will know that the bird is out of the fan. It never works. Just a famous saying.
Konakayama
(Shen Wei)
The garden is full of flowers and dense shade. New bamboo shoots in Ji Lang are green. The rain is only in the east of the pond. Relax on your pillow and face the wind.
Open the curtains for a long time. Light dust cannot fly, and the painting hall is empty. Who's the statue with tonight? People are like jade, relative to the moon.
Read Fan Chuan's poems.
Jiang Fei was in the middle of the river, swept away the clouds and unfolded the blue dome.
When it is tender and hot, it annoys the small fan, and the sunset loves flying insects.
The spring rain is nine thousand miles, and the riverside flowers are empty.
It's not Fan Chuan's pearl jade sentence, but it's a failure.
Yi Jiangnan (2)
(Tianxin)
Smell the flute, independent of the wind.
Under the moon, plum blossoms are empty and catkins are floating in the window.
Trouble is covered with green grass.
Youguwang Ma Xu Chiting
(Tang Liyuan)
Flowers and trees are exquisite and fishing boats are everywhere. Drunk and selling Luo Qiyan, fragrant and warm.
Wild birds turn green and oblique bridges print powder. Children play the flute. Who loves Bi Xianhou?
Chen Shi Garden
(Don)
I'll be happy if a few people are the same.
Looking for cranes outside the new spring, staying in the ancient wood of monks.
Cicadas sing and locusts rain, but fish disperse the wind.
How happy I am to accompany you, appreciate you and sing around the stone bushes.