About Zhu's deeds, poems, beautiful poems, etc.

Poetry. They already said that.

In the controversy, some people say that it is the work of Ouyang Xiu.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

In recent years, during the Lantern Festival, the moon and lights remain unchanged. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

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Cold food is not long, and the east wind is evil for a few days. No mood, no fatigue, no fragrance, only leisure.

If you lose the green skirt, you will get sick and lose weight. I can't bear to look at the blinds, lonely pear flower falls.

Every year, the jade mirror platform, Meirui Palace makeup sleepy. I haven't been home at this age, for fear of seeing a letter from Jiangnan.

Wine leaves, tears grieve. Think about Chu Yunsheng, and people will be far away.

[Qiao Jinmen Spring Class]

Spring is already halfway through, and this situation is infinite. Twelve haggard and reclining, worrying about the sky.

Good weather and warm weather, lost to Yingying Yanyan. The flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away.

"Jiang Shang Chun"

It's windy and drizzling, and the spring is chilly. Respect the former, recall the former joy, and once withered pear flowers shed tears.

Cao Fang smoke Nanpu Road, don't look at Qingshan with tears.

I had a dream last night. Hidden, Joe was speechless, for nai woke up, still sad.

It is easy to see the sky, but difficult to see Iraq.

[Subtract the word magnolia, spring resentment]

Sit alone, pay alone and lie alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

Who can see this situation, tears wash the residual makeup. I am worried that my illness will remain the same and I can't get rid of the cold light.

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Spring is soft, and the flower diameter is fragrant. After the Qingming Festival, I couldn't bear to look back, and the cloud locked Zhu Lou.

The warbler who sleeps in the afternoon window is smart and has no spring worries. In the Green Yang Ying, there are red apricots beside the Haitang Pavilion.