Beishan lost its green and rose,
When cut straight back to the pond.
Counting the flowers that fall because of sedentary,
It's too late to find grass slowly.
Berthing Guazhou
A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,
Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green,
When will the bright moon shine on me?
end game
At dusk, the wind and rain hit the garden.
Residual chrysanthemums are scattered all over the floor;
It's okay to break a branch,
Poor son is precious to flowers.
Cross the border
Zhuozhou sand drinks linger,
Little Khitan, watch the spring dance.
The rain stopped the swallow's tears,
Blow wet Han's clothes!
Spring night
The golden stove leaks,
The wind is cold.
Spring is very annoying and I can't sleep.
The moon moves the shadow railing.
Dengfeilai peak
On the Chihiro Tower in Feilaifeng,
It is said that the cock crows and the sun rises.
Not afraid of clouds covering your eyes,
I'm at the highest level.
Chinese cinnamon
This is the late autumn in the ancient country, and the weather is very early.
Thousands of miles are like a river, like clusters of Qingfeng.
Sail back to the sunset, with the west wind on your back and the wine flag tilted.
The colorful boat is cloudy, and the Milky Way heron rises, which is difficult to draw.
Miss the past, compete for prosperity, sigh outside the door, and continue to hate.
Throughout the ages, it is shameful to rely on height.
The past events of the Six Dynasties are like running water, cold smoke and rotten grass are green.
Today, business women still sing from time to time, leaving a legacy in the backyard.
Huanxisha
The 100-acre atrium is half moss,
The white water in front of the door is wandering.
How many people can come when you are free?
The cloister in the yard is quiet in spring.
Plant two or three apricots in Shantaoxi.
For who? For who?
Hang Jiao
Soft mulberry is green and thin,
Reed foil silkworm becomes dense cocoon fertilizer.
Talk to the villagers and ask about customs:
How to be diligent and hungry?
Chinese plum
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because of the faint fragrance.
Two songs by Fei Ming
one
When Princess Ming first left the Han Palace, her eyes were moist.
There's nothing Wang can do about it.
When you come back, you will complain about Dan Qing's hand. I've seen it in my life.
I couldn't understand the meaning, so I killed Mao Yanshou for nothing.
Go and know it, don't return, pity the Han palace clothes;
Send a voice to ask Sanan, only geese fly every year.
Wan Li, a family member, sent a message. Fortunately, Mo Xiang remembered being in the felt city.
Don't you see that Nagato and Gillian are very close? There is no difference between north and south in life.
Secondly,
Princess Ming first married Hu Er, and all the carpets were Hu Ji.
Erotic language has no place to live, and it spreads to pipa.
The golden pole stirred his hand and tried to persuade Hu to drink.
The maid-in-waiting in the Han palace wept, and the pedestrians on the sand looked back.
Hann is shallow and deep, and he has known each other all his life.
Poor Qingling is gone, and still has the strings of mourning music.
Nanxiangzi
Since ancient times, the empire has flourished.
This is a dream for 400 years, which is worrying.
Gold's clothes are ancient dust.
Swim around the water, up to the top of the city and upstairs.
Mo Wen, look back.
Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
chess
Don't disturb the truth with drama,
I can conquer fate.
After the war, it was white and black,
Where is the loss?
Qian Qiu Suiyin
Bieting cold anvil,
Draw a corner in a lonely city,
Autumn sounds into the boundless.
Dongguiyan went from the sea,
Wild geese from the south fall into the sand.
Typhoon Zhu, just like yesterday.
Helpless bound by some fame and fortune!
Helpless dragged down by it!
Unfortunately, romance is always idle!
At the beginning,
Now you've missed my date with Qin Lou.
The dream has stopped. When you wake up, think again.
Enter the fortress
The wild clouds are cool and the rain is long,
The pommel horse drummed twice.
There are Yan people crying,
Turn around and watch the South Stream!
Book Lake, Yinxian County, Bi Sheng
The eaves of Mao Yan are long and quiet, without moss.
Flowers and trees are all planted by hand.
Fields protected by water will be green,
Two mountain platoon leaders send green.
Tixi Taiyi Palace Wall
Willow leaves are green and black,
The sunset of lotus is red.
Thirty-six vicious springs,
Baishi wants to see Jiangnan.
Yujiaao
There are thousands of bridges on the flat coast.
Rub orchids with water and flowers.
There are some windows in the hut.
Dust can't reach it,
There is always a spring breeze.
Sleeping in the afternoon, smelling the birds whispering,
Sleeping is like getting up early and listening to chickens crow.
It suddenly occurred to me that an old friend is always old today.
Dreamy and beautiful,
I forgot Handan Road at a loss.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming, I lost a plum blossom poem.
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see plums.
A pile of snow on the road.
Nanmo in Fengcheng remembers his New Year.
It's hard to come with the mail.
The first day of the lunar month
Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,
The spring breeze warmed the Tusu people.
Thousands of families have a bright future.
Always trade new peaches for old ones.
Zhongshan is that thing.
The stream flows quietly through the bamboo forest,
Bamboo and western flowers and plants soften spring.
Mao Yan sat face to face all day,
Birds that don't sing mountains are more secluded.
There are too many poems recorded. Please tell me which poems you can't understand. You need to explain them, and I will tell you the details!