Yuchi Cup
Liu Yong
Pamper beauties.
It’s hard to compare even Jiuqu pink.
Naturally rejuvenated face, no fake Zhu Ba Cui.
The autumn water fills the air.
Elegant and coquettish before speaking.
Every time we meet, the moon and the sunset, the flowers in the morning, there is pity and deep meaning.
Prepare phoenix pillows and mandarin duck quilts.
In the depths, beautiful branches and jade trees lean on each other.
I am very happy when I am very sleepy, the hibiscus tent is warm, not to mention annoying.
Love affairs and rare beauty.
The situation is over, and the fragrant clouds are an oath of alliance.
Also, I am happy with my life, and I am not willing to break up the relationship lightly.
Feasting in Taoyuan
Bai Juyi
Every day they have a pleasant tryst, and they fight more and more.
As he spoke, he parted ways for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed. < /p>
The realization comes from Tongchan.
Looking for a sentence is like hunting for a tiger,
When you find knowledge, it is like finding an immortal.
The spirit is clear and ancient,
The words are elegant and complete.
Zeng Muxinglang promised,
I am finally ashamed of being outstanding.
On a spring night, a banquet at the Weiming mansion brings the word spring
King Luo Bin
Drinking osmanthus and Tao Fang night,
A secluded man wearing a cloak of snow and whistling .
The elegant harp tames the Lu pheasant,
The clear song falls into the dust.
The sky is low and the sky is covered with clouds,
The waning moon is above the virtual wheel.
Fortunately, thanks to this kindness, we can talk about spring in my hometown.
Twenty-three poems of Hewei·The harmonious harp player
Bai Juyi
The moon in the yinyin garden,
Geng Genglan Room candle.
There is a piano player among them,
his voice and appearance are as good as jade.
The clear stone spring is cited,
The elegant wind and the song of pines.
Then the gentleman's heart
does not love silk and bamboo.
Yushan Pillow
Liu Yong
Showers are coming soon.
The wilderness is as clear as water.
The broken clouds disperse the colors, the setting sun reflects, and there are several cloud peaks in the sky, leaning against each other.
The pond is full of dew, smoke and wildflowers, and there are several layers of red and green.
At that time, the river is flying in the sky to avoid the heat and steam, hoping that the romance will continue.
At night, the breeze rises from the tall trees.
Moving the curtain creates autumn atmosphere.
The painting building is quiet during the day, the orchid hall is quiet at night, the dancing and singing are beautiful, and Luo Qi is gradually becoming more and more popular.
When the lawsuit is free, it is peaceful and charming, so Zhengnai and Song of Songs are all abolished.
Provincial education is successful, a few clear songs are played, and new voices are used, so as to respect the past and respect the principles.
Looking into the distance
Liu Yong
The auspicious weather descends from the sky, the cold wind blows, and the Yao flowers begin to fall.
The monks' houses are floating around in disorder, the singing tower is densely scattered, and the mandarin tiles are gradually lost in the winding winds.
It’s a good fisherman. He goes back covered with a raincoat, and he can be painted on the river at night.
Many of Chang'an, but the price of wine in Qiting is high. Elegant.
The best time to visit Dai is to take advantage of the excitement, go to Xiaochao, and cross the stream to enjoy the scenery.
The bright crane seizes the fresh food, the white pheasant loses its prime, and spreads across the cold field thousands of miles away.
You must believe that the orchid song is over, the red clouds are gone, there is no Qiongxie in Yaotai.
Let a bright moon shine and clear the night.
Youth Tour
Liu Yong
Light yellow shirt and tulip skirt.
Memory of individuals. His writing is elegant, his singing voice is clear, and his actions are spirited.
In the beginning, I was deeply doted on by Yi.
Don’t even think about coming here. The old home looks just like a green moth.
Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)
Liu Yong
Painted drums noisy streets, orchid lanterns fill the city, and the bright moon shines on the city.
The night view of Jiangque in the Qing Dynasty, silver arrows are carried by the wind, and the golden stems of [Yun Ai] are exposed.
The alleys are criss-crossed.
Pass the Pingkang bridle and listen to the singing slowly.
Phoenix candles are shining brightly.
That person did not cover up the incense screen.
Looking towards the Luoqi bush, I can vaguely recognize the old days, with a light and graceful attitude.
The delicate waves are beautiful, the clever smile is still there, and the intention is to welcome you.
It is difficult to write sincerity when the wall is on the wall.
Who knew that famous officials would lose their charm over the years when they were detained and detained?
Lanzhou Zhuangyan Temple
Tan Sitong
When the visiting monk entered the solitary temple, the path was covered with deep green moss.
The autumn flowers fall in the cold chime, and the paper clings to the dust and sings.
The pool is clear and the sunset is shining, and the pine trees are in the shade of the courtyard.
Not as expected in ancient times, the forest is full of Xiao Xiaoya.
One calyx is red
Jiang Kui
The ancient city is dark.
There are a few official plum blossoms, but the red calyx is not suitable for hairpins.
The surface of the pool is covered with ice, the walls are dark and snowy, and the clouds are still heavy.
The green vines and green vines wander through the path of bamboo, gradually laughing, startling the birds lying on the sand.
The wild old forest and spring, the old Wangtai Pavilion, are calling to come.
What's the matter going south and north? I'm wandering in the Xiangyun and Chushui, my eyes are very sad.
The chickens are stuck in Zhuhu, the swallows are clustered on the golden plate, and the time sequence invades the empty sigh.
I remember Zeng ***, an elegant gathering in the west building, thinking of weeping willows and thousands of golden silk threads.
When the return saddle arrives, I am afraid that spring will be deep.
Jie Yuhua
Zhou Bangyan
The wind disappears the crimson wax, the dew stains the oven, and the light from the flower market shines through.
The flowing tiles of Osmanthus flowers are scattered, and the gentle clouds are scattered, and Su'e wants to come down.
The clothes are simple and elegant, and the Chu girl has a slim waist.
The flutes and drums are noisy, the figures are scattered, and the road is filled with the scent of musk deer.
Because I miss the capital at night, I look at the thousands of gates like daylight, and I laugh and wander around.
Wherever we meet, there will always be dark dust accompanying the horses.
Time passes, but I can only see that old feelings fade away.
The clear leakage has moved away, the flying cover has returned, stop dancing and sing.
Eighteen Beats of Hujia
Cai Yan
The geese marching to the south want to send side sounds, and the geese returning to the north want to get the Chinese sound.
The wild geese are flying high and it is hard to find them, and I am empty and heartbroken, thinking silently.
I raise my eyebrows towards the moon and caress the elegant harp, and the five beats are lulling and the meaning is profound.
(This is a bit long~so I am posting an excerpt~If you are interested, you can check it yourself)
Dong Xiange
Su Shi
p>Ice muscles and jade bones, naturally cool and sweat-free.
The water palace is full of fragrance when the wind blows.
The embroidered curtain is open, and a bright moon peeks at people. People are not sleeping, and their hairpins and hairpins are messy on their pillows.
When I stood up and held my bare hands, there was no sound in the courtyard, and I saw sparse stars crossing the river from time to time.
How is the night?
It is the third watch of the night, the golden waves are light, and the jade rope is turning low.
But when the west wind will come, I don’t know the passing time, so I change it secretly.
Have you had enough~