Living as an outstanding person,
Death is also a ghost.
I still miss Xiang Yu,
Refuse to cross the river east.
well
It rained and blew suddenly last night, and a deep sleep didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still the same. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Like a dream
I often think of the sunset in Xiting. I am drunk and don't know the way home. In the evening, I returned to the boat and strayed into the depths of the lotus. I struggled to cross the river and opened a pool of gulls.
4 Zuihuayun
The mist is thick and sad, the sky is long, the spirit is refreshing, and the golden beast disappears.
The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.
Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
5 slow voice
Looking around, lonely and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you go against him when the wind is urgent and the rain is urgent?
Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now?
How can it be dark when you are alone by the window?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence!
6 a plum
Red lotus root fragrance, jade leaves autumn color. Leave Luo Shang light and walk to the blue boat alone. Who sent the brocade book? Yan Zi returns, and the West Building will be full tomorrow.
Flowers drift from one body of water to another. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure. Nothing can eliminate this feeling, only frown, only mind.