Eight-sentence five-character verse
Be pregnant with the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Not knowing your wishes often increases your sadness for a period of time.
When bored, close your forehead and go back several times.
Who cares about romantic affairs?
If Toad is interested, go to Jade's house first.
Back to the sixty-fourth poem before Uighur
Suddenly leaning on heaven, who is smart.
A drop of water wears away a stone, and luck is always empty.
People embedded, spring back to Qiu Lai.
Where is Weng? A lonely tower is windy.
Self-painted stone
Love this perforated stone, exquisite and natural.
Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world?
If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it.
Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards.
Ancient omen
Xiuyu's early success is worthy of being called a phoenix.
The poles are green and dripping, both green and cool.
Build by laying bricks or stones hinders the water steps, and wear curtains to hinder the tripod incense.
Don't shake the ghosting, good dreams begin to grow.
Hongyi express
President Shen is very quiet and goes out every two.
Green wax is still rolling in spring, and red makeup stays up all night.
Hanging crimson sleeves on the railing, leaning against the stone to protect the smoke.
In the east wind of opposition, the master should be merciful.
Shiwai Yuan Xian Paibian
Where famous gardens are built, fairyland is not the world of mortals.
Add new scenery with beautiful mountains and rivers.
Xiangrong Jingu wine, Huamei Yutang people.
He Xing invites pets, and there are frequent exchanges between the palace and the car.
Yi Zhi qingfen
The garden is full of weeds, and the radish helps the fragrance.
Soft lining with three spring grasses, gently dragging a wisp of incense.
Light smoke fans winding path, cold Cui drops cloister.
Who is the song of the pond? Xie Jia has a long dream.
Apricot curtains are in sight
Apricot curtains attract guests to drink, and you can see a villa.
Lingbi Goose Water, Sang Yu Yanziliang.
A bed of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.
In prosperous times, you don't have to plow and weave.
Seven-syllable/seven-syllable metrical poem
Qianhui's poems
Floating life is very bitter and busy, and the banquet is finally over.
Sorrow and joy are still illusory, and ancient and modern dreams are absurd.
Talking about tea is heavy, more infatuated and more bitter.
It's extraordinary that you have worked hard for ten years.
Note: It is still controversial whether the author of this poem is Cao Xueqin.
Ode to Bai Hai Tang (limited to the door basin)
(Tanchun)
The setting sun is cold and the grass is heavy, and the moss is full of rain pots.
Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget.
My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night.
Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing with me late.
(Baochai)
During the day, cherish Fang Zi and cover the door, and join hands with the urn to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul.
Only when you are weak can you know that flowers are more colorful, but when you are sad, you can get jade without trace.
If you want to pay for the cleaning in Bai Di, you will get dizzy if you don't talk about Tingting.
(Baoyu)
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven sections are full of snow.
Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear.
Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
(Daiyu)
Half-rolled curtains cover the door, and the ice is ground into earth jade as a basin.
Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn.
Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
(Xiangyun)
one
The immortal went to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade.
Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and their souls leave Guan Qian.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks.
But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
Secondly,
It is appropriate to have a corner and a basin.
Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and people are easy to break their souls because of autumn sadness.
Jade candle drops dry the tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain separates the remnant moon marks.
The dark color wants to persuade Chang 'e, and the night is dim in the empty corridor.
The illusion of mocking stubborn stones
Nu Wa's stone smelting is absurd and absurd.
Lost the true realm of ghosts, it stinks to kiss.
You should know that luck can lose gold more than color, but sigh can become a good jade.
Bones like mountains forget their surnames, nothing more than childe and red makeup.
Chrysanthemum poetry
Yiju (Heng)
Look at the west wind and meditate, when the reed is red and white and heartbroken.
There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear.
I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil.
Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again in Chongyang?
Planting Chrysanthemum (Hony Son)
I brought the autumn garden and planted it in front of the fence.
I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today.
Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice.
Fill the spring with mud to protect it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free.
Give chrysanthemums (an old friend of Xia Zhen)
Playing the piano and thinking about wine is fascinating, and several cases are Tingting.
Every other seat is divided into three roads, and the book thrower faces the autumn.
First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, and the cold sunset in the nursery recalled the past.
In a world that is proud of the same smell, the spring breeze will not stay for a long time.
Draw chrysanthemums (Heng)
I don't know how crazy the pen after the poem is, so this is a contest between painters and painters.
Pick leaves and splash them into thousands of ink, and save flowers to dye a few traces of frost.
The light and thick god will shadow in front of the wind, and the fragrance at the bottom of the wrist will be born in autumn.
Don't admit Dongli is idle, stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang.
Zanju (banana beggar)
The bottle for hedgerow planting is getting busier every day, so I have to take a break to recognize the makeup in the mirror.
Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol.
The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream.
When you are in high spirits, clap your hands and laugh at the roadside.
Jumeng (Princess Xiaoxiang)
The hedge is sunny in autumn, but cloudy in the moon.
To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao.
When you sleep, you will be bad with the goose, and when you are surprised, you will be upset.
When you wake up, who to complain to, the grass is cool and the smoke is infinite.
Visiting Chrysanthemum (Hony Son)
Try it while it's sunny in first frost. Don't leave the medicine in the glass for a long time.
Who planted it in first frost a month ago? I don't care about the fence outside the threshold.
Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough.
If the yellow flower pities the poet, it will not hang the pole today.
Duiju (Xia Zhen's old friend)
Other gardens are more expensive than gold, one cluster is shallow and the other is deep.
Sitting on the fence, sitting on your head, kneeling in the Leng Xiang.
It's even more arrogant, as if I were the only confidant.
It is better to cherish every inch of yin than to waste time and live up to his expectations.
Chanting Chrysanthemum (Princess Xiaoxiang)
This muse, which is difficult to be poetic, pesters me from morning till night and has to walk around the fence or whisper on the stone.
There is wisdom in the pen, with story story, story story, story story, story fragrance and story moon.
The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, saying who will tell Qiu Xin.
A sentence from Tao, Changfeng said today.
Wen Ju (Princess Xiaoxiang)
Want to listen to autumn, I don't know, mumbling negative hand, knocking on the east fence.
Who hid when you were lonely and proud, and the same flowers came late in the end?
How lonely the frost in the garden is, how can I miss my illness?
If you don't talk about anything in the world, why not explain it?
Juying (Xia Zhen's old friend)
Qiu Guang overlapped heavily and plunged into the third road.
The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely.
Cold fragrance should stay in the soul, and frost seal is vivid and dreamy.
Take care of the faint fragrance, don't step on it, you won't recognize it when you are drunk.
The mess (under the banana)
The dew and frost gradually pour again, and the feast is only after the light snow.
There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches.
It's cold and late in Wan Li.
Autumn wind knows it's time to break up next year.
Chant of eating crabs
(Baoyu)
Claws are more like osmanthus flowers, and vinegar is poured on ginger.
The gluttonous prince and grandson should have wine, but the rampant son has no intestines.
Cold accumulation between umbilicus forgets jealousy, and fingers are stained with fishy fragrance.
Originally, there was a beautiful mouth and a beautiful belly in the world, and the fairy laughed all her life.
(Baochai)
Guiyin sits in mourning, and Chang 'an looks forward to Chongyang.
There is no latitude and longitude in the road ahead, and the skin is black and yellow in spring and autumn.
Chrysanthemum should also be used when the wine is not fishy, and ginger must be used to prevent cold accumulation.
What are the benefits of falling into the kettle today? Yuepu has surplus grain and millet fragrance.
(Daiyu)
The armored commander will never forget him until he dies, and likes to taste the colors of the pile first.
The chelated tender jade is full, with red grease protruding from the shell and fragrant.
What a pity for you, who advised me to help you?
During the festive season, fragrant chrysanthemum is frosty.
Ninghui Zhong Rui Paibian
Fiona Fang Garden is built in the west of the Imperial City, and the Sino-Japanese auspicious clouds cover the wonders.
When repairing the hairpin, I like to move Yingying out of the valley and wait for Feng's arrival.
The style of writing is late, and filial piety should be saved.
Ruizao Cai Xian is full of crayons. How dare you resign again?
Literary talent and romantic plaque
Xiushui famous mountains embrace back, romantic literary talent wins Penglai.
Green song-cutting fan grass, red lining Hunan skirt dance plum blossom.
Zhu Yu should spread the prosperous times, and the immortals were lucky enough to go down to Yaotai.
Once this famous garden is invited to visit, no mortal is allowed to come here.
Spring nights are the best.
The clouds in the glow are all laid out, and the frogs across the lane are even more unreal.
It's cold on the pillow and raining outside the window.
Who are the tears of Yingying Candle crying for? A little flower is sad and angry for me.
Nature is lazy, lazy, and can't stand the frequency of jokes.
Autumn night is the most beautiful.
There is no noise in crimson Yun Xuan, and osmanthus streamers soak the yarn.
The moss locks the stone pattern to make the crane sleep, and the well floats and the tung exposes the wet crow.
He carried the maid to Shu Jinfeng, and those who leaned against the threshold returned to Cui Hua.
I can't sleep at night because of thirst for wine, so I can make tea again with heavy smoke.
Summer nights are the best.
Embroidered beauty is tired, dreams are long, and golden cage parrots call tea soup.
The windows are bright and clean, the musk deer opens the palace mirror, and the house is full of fragrance.
Amber cups are slippery and glass sills are cool.
Shuige moves everywhere, and the curtain rolls up the evening makeup of Zhulou.
Winter nights are the best.
It's late at night, but I haven't slept yet.
Songying saw only a courtyard of cranes, and there were no warblers everywhere in pear blossoms.
Daughter Cui sleeve poem cold, son gold mink wine light.
But I like to serve my son, know how to taste tea, and sweep the new snow and cook in time.
Red plum blossom
The word "red"
Peach is not fragrant, apricot is not red, and cold has laughed at the east wind.
The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear.
The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow.
It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow.
The word "beauty"
Bai Mei is lazy and eager to open his eyes first.
There are marks on the frozen face, all covered with blood.
Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires.
It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts.
The word "flower"
Sparse branches are gorgeous flowers, and children strive for luxury in spring makeup.
There is no snow in the quiet room, and there is a sunset in the running water.
The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson.
The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt.
Three poems about the moon
The moon is hanging in the sky, the night is cold, the light is clear and the shadow is round.
Poets often want to play when they are entertaining, but strangers can't bear to watch it.
A jade mirror is hung next to the jade building, and an ice tray is hung outside the bead curtain.
Why light silver candles on a bright night? Clear colors are shining on the painting column.
Secondly,
Non-silver and non-water reflect the cold window, and the jade plate is clear.
Plum blossoms in the moonlight exude a strong fragrance, and the silver branches of willow branches look dry.
The faint white powdery mildew on the golden steps is like a thin layer of light frost flying on the jade pillar.
Wake up in the west wing is silent, only the waning moon in the sky can look into the distance through the curtain.
third
No one can hide the brilliance of the moon. Her beautiful figure is beautiful and her texture is much worse.
The sound of the vast Ye Yuanyin coming to Yi Dao, the rooster crowing at night will be able to stop the waning moon still hanging on the horizon.
Wanderers in Qiu Jiang are more melancholy when they listen to the flute, and the young woman upstairs leans against the railing at the end of the night.
Bode moth should ask, why not reunite forever!
Four lines and five words of ancient poetry
Correct judgment: Spring Festival
My son is a Zhongshan wolf. If he succeeds, he will be crazy.
The golden boudoir is full of flowers and willows, and she goes to Huang Liang with one load.
Zheng Quan, Twelve Women in Jinling: Qiaojie
If you are defeated, don't worry about your family.
I happened to meet a benefactor because I helped a village woman.
Zheng Quan, Twelve Women in Jinling: Wonderful Jade
Why do you want to be clean? Clouds are not necessarily empty.
Poor Xiaoyu finally got stuck in the mud.
Jia Yingchun: The Twelve Women in Jinling
Sun Yixian Wolf, a descendant, became rampant when he succeeded.
The golden boudoir is full of flowers and willows, and she goes to Huang Liang with one load.
Twelve women in Jinling: women and Dai
It's a pity to stop working, but it's a pity to praise talents.
The jade belt hangs in the forest and is buried in the snow.
Spring dream song
Spring dreams disappear with the clouds, and flying flowers chase water.
Send a message to the children, why bother to find leisure.
Poetry before the fourth turn
Give one's life to serve the country instead of reporting for life.
The fundus is affectionate and can wait.
The thirteenth poem before returning to China
I have been going the wrong way for a hundred years.
Ancient and modern romantic lessons, how many tears come to the grave.
The seventeenth poem before returning to China
Luxury is enviable, but parting is embarrassing.
Who knows the joys and sorrows of winning a hollow reputation?
cause
When it comes to suffering, the more ridiculous it is, the more pathetic it is.
From the same dream, don't laugh at the world
A unique topic
Inscription: Also called Inscription Stone.
The paper is full of absurd words, a bitter tear!
Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste?
Seven-syllable/seven-syllable quatrain
Shishangduo
Without the talent to mend the sky, it is a waste of time to enter the world of mortals.
Who will remember to give this department a wonderful biography?
There is a monk who talks crazy.
Spoil, I laugh at your stupidity, and I am full of flowers and snow.
After the Lantern Festival, it's time to put out the smoke.
Cherish the moon
Every three or five days, they will reunite and the jade fence will be full of light.
It took a turn in the sky to get out, and all the surnames in the world looked up.
Wang Xifeng: The Twelve Women in Jinling
All the birds from the last days know that they love this life.
Obeying two orders, three people were in a daze, and crying to Jinling was even more sad.
Jia Yuanchun: The Twelve Women in Jinling
In the past 20 years, from the perspective of right and wrong, the place where willow trees bloom has been taken care of by officials.
Three spring for the early spring scenery, the tiger and rabbit meet and dream of returning to their hometown.
Jia Tanchun: Twelve Women in Jinling
Only from the Qingming high ambition, was born in the last days.
Qingming Riverside Map, Dongfeng Dream!
Book of Twelve Women in Jinling: Xi Chun
It can be seen that the spring scenery is not long, and the clothes are replaced with the makeup of the year before.
Poor embroidered maid, lying alone beside the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing.
Supplementary book of twelve women in Jinling: Xiangling
Lotus root is fragrant one by one, and it is really hurt in life.
Since the birth of the orphan tree in the two places, the sweet soul has returned to its hometown.
The second recite poem
It's not true whether you win or lose a game, but you are still wandering around selling tea.
If you want to know the signs of prosperity and decline, you must ask people who look on coldly.
The first five Uighur poems
In spring, because of the gorgeous embroidery, I don't want to die with the fairy.
Asking who dreams into a mixed environment makes people feel guilty through the ages.
Pre-seventh Muslim poetry
12 flowers have the latest color. I don't know who is a flower lover.
When we meet, if you ask him his surname, he lives in Jiangnan and his real name is Qin.
Poetry before the end of the eighth century
Cooking chicken marrow is comparable to storing nectar.
Mo Yanqi has no charm. Let's look at Jin Wa's attitude towards Yu Lang.
Theme Grand View Garden
Building mountains with water requires a lot of work.
There are all kinds of scenery in the world, and Fiona Fang should be famous for its tin scenery.
A huge and comfortable plaque
The landscape of the garden is exquisite, and I was ordered to be ashamed of my topic.
Who believes that there is such a situation in the world?
Article creation plaque
Mountains and rivers drag thousands of miles, and five clouds rise on the balcony.
The garden was built in the glory of the sun and the moon, and the scenery won the merits of the article.
Wanxiang Zheng Hui paibian
The famous garden is so powerful that I have to learn nothing.
Exquisite for a while, everything is brilliant.
Wu Meiyin
Xishi
A generation of the whole city chased the waves, and Wu Gongkong recalled his son's family.
The effect is not to laugh at the women in the east village, but to wear yarn by the white stream.
thenar eminence
Heartbroken chasing night Feng Xiao, I hate your heavy pupil.
Influenced by his age, how can Peng Gan drink his sword in the tent?
Fermin
Absolutely gorgeous and stunning out of the Han Palace, the beauty of life is thin and ancient.
Even if the king is light-colored, what kind of painter will he seize power?
Lvzhu
A pearl-like gravel was left behind, and Wei Shi was beautiful.
They were all born before the stubborn blessing, and they were more comfortable and lonely.
great blessing/bliss
A long talk is different, and a beautiful woman with big eyes knows the end.
I can't live in a tent in Yang Gong, so I can't hold my female husband.
riddle written on a lantern
When the child is on his back, Qingming makeup is the most suitable.
Don't complain to the east wind when your hair is weak.
Play with toys.
riddle written on a lantern
Natural luck is not bad, and it is difficult to have merit without luck.
Because of the chaos in the town, because Yin He can't count.
Hit a thing.
riddle written on a lantern
As blind as a bat, the belly is empty, and the lotus comes out of the water and greets it happily.
The plane leaves are exhausted, and the loving couple is not as good as winter.
Hit a facility.
riddle written on a lantern
It can make evil spirits do their best, be like a bundle of silk, and be like thunder.
The shock was frightening, and when I looked back, it was already gray.
Play with toys.
riddle written on a lantern
Who brings two sleeves of cigarettes in the morning? There are no two sides to the edge of the piano.
You don't have to pay, and you don't have to bother the maid.
Jiao Shouchao returned to dusk, and his heart exploded day by day.
Time flies, we must cherish it, and the ups and downs will change.
On the ancient Bashan quatrains
My eyes are full of tears, my eyes are full of tears. Who did you throw them away for?
Hard work for gifts, not sad at all!
Secondly,
Throwing pearls and rolling jade only steals, the town has no intention of relaxing.
It is difficult to wipe the sleeves on the pillow, so he is set on fire and stained.
third
Beads on the colorful line are hard to collect, and the old traces of Xiangjiang River have been blurred.
Thousands of bamboos in front of the window, no fragrance?
I hope this answer is helpful to you.