Tang Hanyuan
I think the cloud hasn't come back yet,
Spring becomes beautiful and sunny.
As deep as colorful inclined cabinets,
Broken like flowers scattered on the clothes.
The sky is dark,
The idle photos in the mirror are only faintly visible.
Where the dawn comes, the water is very low,
Infinite mandarin ducks are jealous.
pink clouds
Tangwangzhou
Whispering produces afterglow,
Layers are like cracks.
The wind is cut into pieces,
Suspected fairy costume.
pink clouds
Don Xu Yin
Who is in the sky,
I like afterglow and morning glow.
This is a thousand-year-old wine from Dongfu.
Turn into some clothes in Lingshan.
The wild burning flame is even a game,
Gloomy and darkness are faint at first.
Old students are willing to study biology,
Eat your heart and fly to Han Fei.
Early looking at Hai Xia side.
Tang Libai
Four Ming and three thousand Li,
Sunglow in Chicheng.
Sunrise is red,
The light shone on the snow cliff.
A meal of throat lotion,
Jinsha in five years.
Raise your hand and wait,
Qinglong white tiger car.