The Yellow River falls from the sky, and Lou Yu's shadow is near the roof. Long-term drinking cups,
The host smiled at the red rose. Qi Ze came to the east for seventy miles, and the long ditch was cut and buried by clouds.
Unfortunately, the autumn eyes are shining, and the Han tomb is yellow dust. Nanpu old fish fishy old saliva,
Hibiscus pearl secret character. I never dreamed of sending it to central Hunan, so I'm going to throw it away.
I remember that the dumpling skin cut Xiao Zhuo, and the butterfly flew back to the forest. Green embroidery fills the bag and sees no one.
Bite Xia Hong late at night. Orchids cry and show new fragrance and die, and draw shallow pine streams.
Chu Si felt that the bamboo branches were tall, and new words were written on thin paper. Red Guards Palace in Brazil's night market,
The arm in the back room was dyed red. Southland thirsty geese fly long, and reed flowers blow the west wind all night.
Lian Xiao broke the dragonfly wing, but Luo Ping was free of cyan. Wan Yu has not fished for 3,000 years,
Lotus house is secretly loved by dragons. Wet silver is injected into the mirror, and the firewood reflects the cold of the moon.
I don't know where the osmanthus tree is, but the immortal can't get rid of the double golden stems. A hundred feet of wind plunged into a heavy house,
The side is close to purple with a soft green color. I don't know how to get on the moon, a bunch of bamboo sticks.
"The title of the play is Li Shangyin's Thirty-two Rhymes of Cao Ge.
Your home is in Hebei and mine is in Shanxi. A hundred years old, unemployed, human.
After the Shang and Wu wars, the shogunate was opened. You come from Weinan and I come from Xianyou.
The past was bitter in the north and south, and turned into a sexual rain. Hold both hands today, if the shoes are under the bed.
Back to Jieshige in the evening, facing Huang Jintai. My tone is bitter and cold, and you embrace Yangchun gifted scholar.
Young and vigorous, with green hair and teeth. Although I can't drink, you are as drunk as mud.
Politics is quiet, planning is simple, and returning food is more important. Sweep the road and rectify the shooting.
In February and March, Claudia's singing. Qinghe is outside the door, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.
Yan Guan plucked up the jade harp and played Wind and Mourning. Play with Mingjun's resentment again and never complain back.
I am grateful that the sitting person cried, and I looked down at the goose. Looking around, the snow in Longshan is mixed with Hu.
Zhongrong copper pipa, straight sound sad. Stick a gold stick on it and draw it as a dewdrop chicken.
When lying down, advise the guest to have a white jade cup. You'll be safe if you don't drink it.
I admire this statement, but conformity is not harmonious. As you said, a saint is a hermit.
Elm pods are messy, and Yang Huafei follows. There is white sunshine in the sky and east wind on the ground.
There are beauties in the brothel, and the color is like roses. Singing in the clouds, without the pain of good media.
Young people suffer quickly, while Gu Muliang suffers. Just let real pearls fall into coral gills.
Don't worry now. Listen to me. The boss is sad who writes ancient poems.
Liu Yuxi's Injury to Qin Shuhang
In February, Chang 'an is full of flowers, and my daughter plays the silver Zheng. The Nangong Fairy Lang faces the night,
Bend your head in the horse and smell the new sound. The horseshoe is late and the heart is rippling, and the tall building is far away.
At this time, the meaning is more important than the daughter, and the bird sends a message to meet. When a silver candle meets a fragrant banquet,
A little smile makes you look stupid. Shu Xian Zheng Zhiyu, the emperor's disciple Wei Jiaqu.
Green cattle, purple flowers, red reeds, rose pillars and autumn geese. Keywords collecting moths, collecting moths, condensing light,
The stay line slowly adjusts the resentment, which is very long. Eight Luan Qiang Qiang Du, nine young Wei Chaoyang.
The rhyme at the end of the song is insufficient, and the thoughts are sad and empty. From Langzhen to Nanbie City Que,
The building boat is in tune with Xiaoxiang Moon. Feng Yi wandered and danced, but Jiao Ren stopped listening.
Beichi contains smoke, and Yao grass is short. The breeze is full under Song Wanting Pavilion. Qin Sheng heard a song at this moment.
Lingquan whimpers, South Cloud breaks. From the east of Changling, a small city, the wind is scattered in China.
The waiter hides his tears, but the parrot is not worried about the jade cage. The incense of Boshan furnace goes out by itself,
The mirror is dark and dusty. Since then, Dongshan has not traveled in the past, and the dragon people have broken their strings.
Liu Yuxi's Four Poems and Ten Rhymes of Zheng Hangsheng, Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War
Right photo calendar in Taiwan, armory transplantation. Purple velvet is smoked, green and solid, long and rosy.
Do things tendentiously, use it as building materials. In a few minutes, the shadow and the sun cycle.
Enjoy ancient dance steps and learn new taniguchi. I often look up at other parts of the world and play a few games.
The green grains are hanging, and the scales are covered with moss. Coagulation helps Yao Se, and the floating core is full of gold.
Osmanthus fragrans candles, opposite elm leaves. Finally, it must be the chicken fir tree, and the glory is close to Zhao.