There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear. I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil.
Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again in Chongyang? -Constant "Twelve Poems of the Red Chamber": Daiyu's unknown origin, sideways pink monster.
Listening to xiaoxiang rain tonight will inevitably lead to a long life. Baochai gave way to a modest gentleman. I don't know what happened to her.
If the daughter has a good ending, she will only live in Bicheng. In spring, the dangerous building shakes a hundred feet of worms, and the flying flowers eventually complain.
Qian Fan has a bright moon in the sky, and it's raining, and it's like a lifetime ago. Xiangyun looks fresh in the water of Ming Che Mountain. It is a brilliant and innocent cloud.
Spring dreams are sleeping soundly, and begonia is raining heavily. Qingwen doesn't complain about the east wind, and the door is blue, which is a flower.
In autumn, Jiang Wanli, the land of hibiscus, cuts clouds to make up the clouds. Don't talk about falling flowers and floating, plum blossoms on the ridge last forever.
Sigh Hanting forced me to know the Sri Lankan face to face. Xiangling failed to learn poetry and her marriage was heartbroken.
Dreaming of crossing the pond in Jiashan, lotus leaves protect him. Xifeng's machine power has always been delicate, so there is no need to kill chickens.
A ups and downs of embarrassment, there was never a hero in the last days. Baoyu has no husband at all, but he has known his daughter's heart for generations.
All hands are busy, and the west wing leans on bamboo to listen to the piano. When will Xianglian live hand in hand in the end of the world and look back at the world of mortals and sunset?
A roll of red chamber has a peach blossom taught by a male teacher at the bottom of the sword. Miaoyu patted the fairy posture and walked away from the snow, and the blue light yellow roll praised his life.
Nine lotus flowers are waving nectar, and there is no love on earth. Grandma Liu's three trips to Zhumen are all goods, and she can save the ancient bridge.
Karma is always refreshing. I believe there are multiplication and division methods in the world. The poem of chrysanthemum-Try visiting chrysanthemum when it is frosty and snowy, and the medicine in the glass will not stay for a long time.
Who planted first frost the month before? Where is autumn outside the fence? Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough. If a yellow flower helps a poet, it won't be a stick today.
-Gongzi Hongyi's poem "On Chrysanthemum"-Autumn garden hoes planted chrysanthemums here, so they were planted in front of the fence. I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today.
Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice. Fill the spring with mud to protect it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free.
-Gong Yizi's "Chrysanthemum Poetry"-Moving the chrysanthemum garden is more expensive than gold, and it is a little shallow and deep. Sitting on the fence, sitting on your head, kneeling in the Leng Xiang.
Shu Yun is even more arrogant. It seems that I am the only one who knows her! It is better to cherish every inch of yin than to waste time and live up to his expectations. -pillow summer old friend chrysanthemum poem-chrysanthemum piano thinking wine, several cases Tingting embellishment seclusion.
There are three paths of incense, and the book thrower is right for an autumn. First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, and the cold sunset in the nursery recalled the past.
In a world that is proud of the same smell, the spring breeze will not stay for a long time. -Xia Zhen's old friend Chrysanthemum Poem-Rogue poet sings about the unconscious invasion of Chrysanthemum, and his voice sinks from the fence.
I wrote in the frost at the end of the play that the mouth is fragrant to the moon. All the words on paper are their own sorrow. Who can understand their inner feelings through words only? A sentence from Tao, Changfeng said today.
-Princess Xiaoxiang's chrysanthemum poem-I don't know how crazy it is to paint chrysanthemum poems. Is it a contest between painters and painters? Pick leaves and splash them into thousands of ink, and save flowers to dye a few traces of frost. The light and thick god will shadow in front of the wind, and the fragrance at the bottom of the wrist will be born in autumn.
Don't admit Dongli is idle, stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang. -Heng Chrysanthemum Poem-Ask Chrysanthemum to know the autumn feelings, mumbling to knock on the fence: Who is lonely and proud? Late to blossom? Why is the garden lonely? Will red laurel be lovesick? If you don't talk about anything in the world, why not talk about it for a while?
-Princess Xiaoxiang's Chrysanthemum Poetry-Chrysanthemum vase is busy with hedge planting day after day, so I have to take a break and identify my makeup in the mirror. Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol.
The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream. Clap your hands and laugh at the roadside when you are in high spirits.
-Poems by Bajiaoke Chrysanthemum-Qiu Guang's chrysanthemum shadows overlap and sneak into Sanjiao. The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely.
Cold fragrance should stay in the soul, and frost seal is vivid and dreamy. Take care of the faint fragrance, don't step on it. Who can be drunk and hazy? -Xia Zhen's old friend Ju Shi-Ju Meng fence is sunny in autumn, but it is not sunny with clouds and moons.
To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao. When you sleep, you will be bad with the goose, and when you are surprised, you will be upset.
When you wake up, who will complain: the grass is cool and the smoke is infinite! -Princess Xiaoxiang's Chrysanthemum Poem-The residual chrysanthemum dew frost gradually falls, and the feast is only after the light snow. There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches.
It's cold and late in Wan Li. See you in the autumn wind next year, and miss you for the time being! -The spring trees are floating in the wind, and the falling flowers and catkins touch the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and looks sad. She hoes flowers out of embroidered boudoir with both hands and endures falling flowers. Willow and elm are from wheatgrass, regardless of peach floating with Li Fei. Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? At the beginning of March, the fragrant nest was built, and Liang Jianyan was too ruthless.
Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is not easy for people to go to the empty nest. 360 days a year, the wind and sword are threatening.
How long can bright and fresh research last? Once you go with the flow, it's hard to find out. Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and those who bury them are worried.
Leaning on the hoe alone, I shed tears in the dark, and the branches on it saw blood stains. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door.
The blue light fell asleep on the wall, but the window was not warm. Blame it on the ass. It hurts the spirit twice. It's half pity and half trouble: pity suddenly becomes trouble, and even silence is deaf.
Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul? The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words. May wings be born under threat and fly to the end of the sky with flowers.
After all, where is Xiangshan? There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I will die and be buried, but when will I die? The man who buried the flowers smiled today, but who did he bury? Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. There is no elegy for me. I don't know if there is a nice unknown word that bones forget their last name, which is nothing more than childe and red makeup.
2. Regarding the poem "I Think" (16 sentence), I want to put my little hand.
Put it on the peach branch.
With a bunch of buds,
Holding thousands of rays of sunshine,
Yo, yo-
Sing the songs of spring.
I want to put my feet
Connected with willow roots.
Reaching out to the wet and soft land,
Absorb sweet nutrition,
For a long time-
Grow into a green tent.
I want to put my eyes
On the kite.
Look how soft the white clouds are,
Look at the sun, how bright,
Listen, listen-
Blue sky is my classroom.
I want to put myself
Plant it on the land in spring.
Turn into green and bright grass,
Turn into a small flower and bloom beautifully.
Into catkins and dandelions,
This is my greatest wish.
I can fly, fly-
Fly to distant places.
However, flying to distant places,
I must discuss it with my parents. ...
3. What are the beautiful poems about how much I miss you? 1. "Chaitoufeng Shi Feng Qingbo" Song: Tang Wan.
The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
Interpretation: The morning breeze dried the tears last night. When I want to write down my thoughts, I can't, but I lean on the diagonal and call you in the distance. Talking to yourself in a low voice, I hope you can hear me. Difficult, difficult, difficult.
2. Five Dynasties "Sauvignon Blanc, One Mountain": Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Interpretation: heavy and heavy, mountains overlap. The mountains are so far away, the sky is so high, the smoke and water are so cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves and flames.
3, "Untitled the stars of last night and the wind of last night" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Interpretation: Without the wings of Cai Feng, you can't compete with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.
4. "Flower Tang Chun, a generation of a pair of people" Qing: Nalan Xingde
Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring?
Interpretation: It is a lifetime, a match made in heaven, but we can't be together, and the two places are separated. I miss each other all day, but I can't date each other, which makes me miserable and ecstatic. I don't know for whom God created this beautiful youth.
5. Chun Qing Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.
Interpretation: After birth, you won't miss it, but you will miss it and hurt it. The body is like a cloud, the heart is like a fly, and the gas is like a wisp of hair.
6, "Hang Hang Hot Travel" Han Dynasty: Anonymous
Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries. Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
Interpretation: The drifting clouds cover the sun, and the wanderers from other places don't want to return it. Just because I miss you, I am old, and another year is coming to an end.
7. "Meet again in the depths of Qulan" Qing: Nalan Xingde
Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.
Interpretation: After leaving, I only feel lonely for half a life, and there are tears on my pillow. The most desolate and cold, in the silent moonlight; I am most afraid of memories, when I splashed ink on your skirt.
8. "Jade Case Lingbo Weihengtang Road" Song: What is it?
Ling Bo didn't cross the pond road, just watching and letting the dust settle. Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a bamboo building with locked windows, is only called Spring.
Interpretation: Gently move the lotus step and stop crossing the Hengtang Road. Just look at each other, and she is like a fragrant dust. This is a time of youth, but who can celebrate with her? It is a platform, a flower pavilion, a carved window and a closed Zhuhu Lake. Only in spring will she know where she lives.
9. "Partridge West Western jackdaw Night" Song: Xin Qiji
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Interpretation: The homecoming of western Western jackdaw in the sunset has aroused my worries. Only the willows by the pool show green buds. If it weren't for the sadness of parting and the torture of not hating, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad and bald.
10 "Walking on the sand, waiting for Mei Can" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
Inch by inch, my heart ached, and my eyes were full of tears. The height of the building is not near the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.
Interpretation: inch by inch heartbroken, full of tears, do not climb the stairs and look far against the railing. At the end of the flat grassland is a heavy spring mountain, and pedestrians are still outside the mountain.
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1, you will like a person because of a song, because a person likes a city, because a city likes a lifetime, and then become a song and miss a person. I really want to erase you from my memory, but I can't help thinking of you: every moment in my dream and every minute when I wake up. If you are a lamp, I will be a telephone pole. I can lift you to a height that others can't touch, and you only illuminate the road under my feet. Then we can be together day and night, rain or shine, and make a group of happy street lamps. Since I met you on the road of life, my life has been rich and colorful. You are the only one for me, and I will accompany you all my life. No matter how hard life is, we will be together forever. 5. Looking at the sky and clouds at dusk, walking and thinking of you, sitting and thinking of you. 6. I miss you so much, so much! When the feeling of heartache crossed my mind, I really wanted to sleep, holding this perfect expectation and lingering without regrets ... 7. When I miss you, I forced myself to drink a whole bottle of wine and put myself down, not thinking about it, not thinking about it, but after I woke up, my dream of thinking about you continued. 8, a fragrant dew, sex is coming, Wushan waste heartbroken. 9. I am the salt in your dish. Without me, everything has lost its flavor. I am your winter sun, summer popsicle and cloudy umbrella. 10, the dolphin wants to give the angel a kiss, but the sky is too high. The angel wanted to kiss the dolphin, but the sea was too deep. I want to give you a hug, but it is too far away from you. I can only send you a message. I miss you.