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Li Qingzhao's ci
the second group
Nangezi
The milky way turns in the sky, and the curtain on earth hangs. Liangsheng's pillow was covered with tears. He took off his clothes and asked, What is night?
The emerald lotus is small, and the golden lotus root leaves are thin. Old weather and old clothes, only feel different, hometown!
The resentment of the prince and grandson
The lake is windy, autumn dusk, and red and fragrant. Water, mountains and mountains are close to each other, inexhaustible, and infinite.
Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Quail day
The cold locks the window, and the phoenix tree should hate the night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.
Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.
Quail day
Pale and light, the corpus luteum is soft, only fragrant in the distance. It is not necessarily light dark red, so it is a first-class flower. Plum is jealous, chrysanthemum should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless, but why didn't they receive it that year?
Lou Yuchun Hongmei
Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.
The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
Konakayama
When spring came to Nagato, the spring grass was green, and some red plums were broken, but they didn't bloom evenly. Take out the buttered tea in the cage, and the broken jade is crystal clear. I want to keep the morning dream, take a sip and surprise a cup of spring.
Flower shadow pressure ...