Ask for some beautiful Song Ci and poems. ...

mellow moonlight

Like sandy's slender hands.

Among the fragrant flowers and vegetables

Bathe in a gentle dream

The steps of falling in love are very light.

But I still stepped on the frog all the way.

The temperature of the language is a little hot.

Sprinkle into the sky

It's the stars all over the sky

Everyone is flashing infatuation.

This quiet night

A person is afraid to walk alone.

But let people who love each other

Feel incomparably warm

Fan Yun | Wei Jin Southern and Northern Dynasties

Because the old man has never changed his fate, no bird has seen it for a long time. It has been installed in Shi Ding since it opened in spring.

Pei Zhi told Runzhou that Zhou Zhangzhong left a small amount of salty soy sauce in Mei.

Monks in Jinshan Temple make salty black beans, but Nan Xu is not fat when riding a horse. Girders and young people, red mud poppies and birds return to fly. I am old and sick, and I have a lot of meat.

Bai Yuchan | Song in Early Autumn

Clouds come and go in the form of autumn shadows, and the drizzle cage is sunny and heavy. In the middle of the night, the moon was bright and quiet, and an ape called Wanshan Deep.

Six Du Fu Poems by Qin Zhou | Sui and Tang Dynasties

Hujia Opera City, Han Festival returns to the hillside. Prevent rivers from entering the sea and send a letter to Weijin. Scholars are bitter and black, and forests are sparse. That is comparable.

Give three Song | to Liu Xianggong, the assistant of servant shooting.

The foreign princes are heavy, and the pilgrims know it well. The magic meets the boxer day, and the dreams are irregular. Going back to Guanshan is far away, and the road is sad. Want to spread through the ages

Xin Qiji of Wangshi Temple in Boshan, Ledusha, Qingping | Song Dynasty

Hungry mice ran around the bed and bats danced around the dark oil lamp. There is a breeze blowing in the room, and it is raining hard. I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows. From the northern frontier to the south, and now retired to the forest, it is already an old face with white hair. Cloth quilt

Zhi Dun, a Taoist priest in Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, chanted poems.

The clouds are too desolate, and Ying Bu returns to the valley. In Lanquan spiritual practice, there is a breath of happiness surging on the majestic road.

Yang Jiong, a monk who hurt the fruit of harmony | Sui and Tang Dynasties

The days of junior high school net writing, floating years. No one is without me, whether before or after. Beside the flute and drum, the dragon and snake reflected directly into the sky. Practice destroys buildings.

Mr Huayang went upstairs and presented a poem Shen Yue | Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties.

I heard from the side that the staff sergeant said that it is better to lie in the fairy house and wait for three cheese shows with a hundred gods holding books.

Liu Cha | After the Sui and Tang Dynasties Battlefield

Killing people doesn't go to heaven, and the wind blows and the rain blows blood. Ghosts don't enter the ground, and the skeleton cries for sand. Life is always there, why die here?

South of Du Fu | Sui and Tang Dynasties

Mr. Jinli has a black scarf, and the garden is not all poor. If you are used to seeing guests and children happy, you have to eat in order to drive away birds. Autumn water is only four or five feet deep and desolate.

Huanxisha (a new song and a glass of wine) Yan Shu | Song Dynasty

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back? Helpless flowers fall, deja vu Yan GUI.

Shao Yanren would rather kiss Mei Song.

I'm forbidden to stay indoors. I'm afraid of ants in summer. Going to the province to bask in the sun is dead, and if you are crowned with * * * sweetness.

Seven of Nine Songs, Dong Jun Qu Yuan | Pre-Qin Dynasty

I'm going to the east, and I'll take care of mulberry trees. Fu Ma Yu 'an is driving, and the night is thick. Riding a Dragon and Thunder (5)

Zhang Hu at Nanking Ferry | Sui and Tang Dynasties

Spending the night on the mountain at Jinling Ferry, trouble sleeping, is full of dreams about home and mother. The tide sets on the moon, and the second and third fires in Guazhou.

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