Year: Song Author: Zhao Lingzhi
The pond is full of water and flowers are full of branches. Fragrant fragrance, deep language said oriole. The east wind is light and soft. The long spring dream is short, and the willow smoke in Yanjiao is low. When yukiko Yuchuang plays chess.
"Liu Yaoqing, Ying Ying Miao Dance, Soft Waist"
Year: Song Author: liuyong
Ying Ying's wonderful dance has a soft waist. Zhang Tailiu, Zhaoyangyan. Dressed in gold, the banquet is a golden contest.
Gu Xiang's masonry, the initial tune of the silk tube, leaning against the breeze, shivering with a ring.
When you first enter the dress, you will be promoted. Be brave and gradually push the sandalwood board. Slowly down Xia Xia's sleeve, ran to Lian Bu, and advanced and retreated in a strange way.
It is far from being truly beautiful. Looking back temporarily, ten thousand people are heartbroken.
Spring evening
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
It's hard to wake up when you're drunk, but the guests who came back in spring didn't come back.
The birds are crying and the flowers are resting, and the willow wind is weak.