Qingpingle·Village
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is very charming, but who is the old lady with gray hair? The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. What I like most is when my child dies, lying down at the head of the stream and peeling lotus pods. >>
The Sapphire Case · Yuan Xi
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Thousands of flowers bloom on an east wind night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. >>
Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds. There are seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned. >>
Break the spell·Compose a heroic poem for Chen Tongfu
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Watching the sword while drunk, reading the sword in the dream, returning to the dream Trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, the troops under his command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning outside the Great Wall, and the troops on the battlefield being ordered in autumn. The horse moves very fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain! >>
Nan Xiangzi·Dengjingkou Beigu Pavilion is pregnant
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Where can I look at China? Beigu Tower is full of scenery. How many things have happened through the ages? long. The Yangtze River is endless. When he was young, he had ten thousand pockets of horses, and the war in the southeast has not ended. Who is the rival of the world's heroes? Cao Liu. Having a son should be like Sun Zhongmou. >>
Yong Yule·Jingkou Beigu Pavilion Nostalgia
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Throughout the ages, heroes have never found Sun Zhongmou. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived. I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hurried visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road. But looking back, under the Buddha and Li Temple, there is a sacred crow drum. Who can ask: Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? >>
Chou Nuer·Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words. Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to stop talking. I wanted to give it up, but I said it was a cool autumn. >>
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Bodhisattva Man·Shu Jiangxi Ostomy Wall
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
p>Under the clear river water of Yugu Terrace, how many passersby shed tears in the middle? Looking northwest to Chang'an, one can see countless mountains. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. When Jiang was feeling sad at night, he heard partridges deep in the mountains. >>
Shuilongyin·Dengjiankang Shangxin Pavilion
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The Chu sky is thousands of miles clear, and the water follows the sky in autumn Boundless. The eyes are far away, offering sorrow and hatred, jade hairpin and snail bun. The sunset above the building, in the sound of broken bells, wanderers from the south of the Yangtze River. I looked at Wu Gou and took pictures of the railings, but no one understood me. Don't say that the perch is worthy of praise. When the west wind blows, will the eagle return in season? Asking for fields and houses, fearing that he should be embarrassed to see you, Liu Lang is talented. It's a pity that the passing years, the sorrow and wind and rain, the trees are like this! Who calls Qian, with red scarf and green sleeves, to find the hero's tears? >>
Partridge Sky·Send It Off
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
I sang "Yangguan" until my tears were dry, and the fame and fame are still there And add a meal. The water floating in the sky brings endless trees, and the rain clouds bury half of the mountain. There are thousands of hatreds in the past and present, only separation and separation are joys and sorrows? If there is no bad storm at the head of the river, it will be difficult for others to travel on earth! >>
Qingpingle·Staying Alone in Wang's Nunnery in Boshan
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
A hungry rat crawls around the bed. Bats turn over lanterns and dance. On the house, the wind blows and the rain blows. Talking to myself between the broken paper windows. He lived in the north and south of the Yangtze River all his life. Return with fair hair and pale face. Sleeping in a dream in the autumn night under the quilt, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers before your eyes. >>
Partridge Sky·Autumn Test of Sending Kuo
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The new white ramie robe is tender and cool. Spring nibbles the leaves in the cloister. Yumen is ready for the peach blossoms, and the Moon Palace is collecting the fragrant osmanthus first. Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang. He also carries his book and sword along the way. Next year, Qingyun will go away on this day, but he will laugh at the busyness of raising children in this world. >>
Congratulations to the Bridegroom·I am so old
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
In the garden pavilion in the city, all the servants wrote this poem . One day, I sat alone and stopped in the clouds. The sounds of water and mountains came to entertain me. If Xishan wanted to give an example, he said a few words, as if Yuan Ming missed his relatives and friends. It's so bad that I'm in decline. I have been desolate all my life, my friends have been scattered, and I only have a few left now! The white hair hangs three thousand feet in the air, and he smiles at everything in the world. What can make the public happy? I saw how charming the green hills were, and I expected the green hills to see me this way. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar. One scratched his head in the east window. Thinking of Yuan Ming and stopping the cloud, the poem is full of flavor at this time. Those in Jiangzuo who are busy seeking fame have no idea of ??the wonderful principles of turbid mash. I look back and shout, the clouds are flying and the wind is blowing. If you don’t hate the ancients, I won’t see you. If you hate the ancients, you won’t see me.
Those who know me are two or three sons. >>
Xijiang Moon·Qianxing
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Drunk and greedy for laughter, you have to worry about how much time you have. Recently I have begun to read ancient books. Belief is useless. Last night Songbian fell drunk and asked Song how I was feeling drunk. I just suspect that I will come to help if I am loose. He pushed the pine tree with his hand and said, "Go away." >>
A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Visiting Jiangshan Mountain as Prime Minister Ye
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Independence, confusion, drunkenness, and no return. As the sun sets and the weather turns cold, I'm going home. How long does it take to explore the plum blossoms and step on the snow? Now I come to think about it, the willows are Yiyi. Baishi Gangtou curves to the west. A piece of leisurely sorrow, the grass is luxuriant. Passionate mountain birds don’t need to cry. Peaches and plums do not say anything, but they create a trail of their own. >>
Taking fish·can eliminate several storms
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Chunxi Jihai, moved from Hubei In Hunan, Wang Zhengzhi, a fellow official, built a small wine pavilion to make the wine more able to withstand the storms. In a hurry, spring returns. I cherish spring and always regret that the flowers bloom early, not to mention the numerous red ones that fall. Live in spring. He said, "The grass at the end of the world is lost in the way back." Resenting the spring is silent. Even though I am only diligent, I paint the cobwebs on the eaves and fly catkins all over the place. It's a long-term affair, but the best date is wrong. Mo Mei was once jealous. Even if I spend thousands of gold to buy a gift, who will complain about my love? Jun Mowu. Don’t you see, the jade rings and flying swallows are all dust. Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on the dangerous building, where the setting sun is setting and the willows are breaking your heart. >>
Congratulations to the bridegroom·Bie Maojia, the twelfth brother
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
Bie Maojia, the twelfth brother. There are two kinds of pelican and cuckoo, see "Li Sao Supplementary Notes" The green tree listens to the pelican. Geng Nakan, the partridges are singing, and the cuckoos are singing. Crying to the end of spring has nowhere to go, and the bitter hatred of Fang Fei has stopped. Not yet arrived, parting in this world. Immediately, the pipa gate is dark, the gate is longer, the green chariot is leaving the golden gate. Look at Yanyan and send her back to my concubine. After a hundred battles, the general's reputation was shattered by the river. He turned back thousands of miles and lost all his old friends. The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, and the people's clothes are like snow. A strong man, but his tragic song is incomplete. The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it never cries clear tears and cries blood. Who fucked me, Zui Mingyue. >>
Ding Fengbo·Late Spring Blooming
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The few days of spring are like wine. Flower arranging and horse riding are intoxicating for a thousand minutes. Old age and spring are like illness and wine. Only. Tea pot with fragrant seal script and small curtain. The remaining flowers have been swept away by the wind. Don't regret it. When the flowers bloom, they need the spring breeze. Just ask who can see the return of spring. Feiyan. When you come, you will meet the sunset. >>
Partridge Day·The jackdaws are sad in the evening
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
The jackdaws are sad in the evening. The willow pond is fresh green but gentle. If you don’t have hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world. My intestines are broken and my tears are hard to hold back. Acacia returns to the Little Red Building. Love and knowledge have been blocked by mountains, and I often lean against the railings and cannot feel free. >>
Man Jiang Hong·Late Spring
[Author] Xin Qiji [Dynasty] Song Dynasty
I lived in the south of the Yangtze River, and after the Qingming Festival, there was cold food. In the flower path, there is a lot of wind and rain, and a lot of chaos. The red and pink darkness drifts away with the flowing water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Counting the years, all the eryngium flowers will fall away, and it will be cold and powerless. The courtyard is quiet and empty. There is nothing to talk about, and I am extremely sad. Afraid of wandering orioles and sucklings, I learned the news. Wherever Chi Su came from, there is still no trace of the colorful clouds. If you are embarrassed to teach others, you will go up to the upper floor to find peace.
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