Dumutang
I am like Ji An, the governor of Huaiyang County, who is often ill. I have a glass of wine to relieve my sorrow. When I am in a foreign land, I only bring first frost with the sleeves of the Qing Dynasty, oil lamps and candles.
There is a pile of snow under the pear flower. Who will do it next year?
winter evening
Baijuyi decoction
Poor family, love each other, make friends even if you are sick. There is no one in front, hiding in the village.
In the cold, the lights are dim and the curtains are broken. At the window, I heard the new snow.
Sleeping for years, sitting up in the middle of the night. If you don't learn to sit still and forget your heart, you can live silently.
When you are upright, you will die and your heart will change. Four years and 1,300 nights.
"Winter Night" shows the nest of Min Zaifu.
Baijuyi decoction
The fire needs to sell lamps, and the night is longer.
When he meets again in various places, don't forget the situation under the lights tonight.
winter evening
Lu yousong
Sick, less sleep, long leisure time, clear arms. Lights dim as dreams, and cold pours down the city.
The moon will disappear and the birds will be quiet and surprised. Who said that the winter night is eternal, and the windows are bright and clean?
winter evening
Lu yousong
When the poor alley is depressed, it closes early, and the north window lights up at night.
I don't care about worldly things, but I am sad to think of my old friend.
The snow hits the window and the gravel is fine, and the wind sweeps the wild.
Mud beds and paper sheets are cold and sleepless, and the village is tired of mud.
winter evening
Lu yousong
At the end of the year, the wind and frost will be like a distant night! The residual lamp is dimmer, and the cold dog barks more.
Support the pillow into a lonely song, and sing a big song with people in your arms. Plum blossoms can't get drunk. Who will get drunk?
winter evening
Lu yousong
Suddenly I hate it, and it's a long night alone. If you talk to someone, you will be exposed.
Every dream is a thousand miles light, and sorrow is more timid. Pay attention to mulberry wine, so as to solve the problem.