when you die, you know that everything is empty, but you are sad to see Kyushu.
Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was never forgotten.
Xie Chichun
When he was a strong man, he joined the army, and once swallowed the remnants.
the clouds are high and the smoke shows up at night.
Zhu Yan's temples are green, and he is guarded by the carved Gexi.
it's a mistake to laugh at Confucianism.
fame and dreams are broken, but Wu Chu is boating.
lament and mourn for the past.
there are endless smoke waves, so I wonder where Qin Guan is.
sighing for the fleeting years has become a waste.
visiting the palace at night
It's snowing and embarrassing.
sleepwalking, I don't know where.
fighters are as prestigious as water.
Xiangguan River, Yanmen West, Qinghai International.
sleeping in a cold lamp.
sound leakage, moon-slanting window paper.
I promised to be a marquis in Wan Li.
who knows, although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.
Queqiao Fairy
One pole is romantic, and the other is misty rain, and his family lives in the west of Diaotai.
selling fish is afraid of approaching the city gate, but it is willing to go deep into the world of mortals.
the tide is physiological, the tide is flat, and the tide is gone.
When people mistake Yan Guang, I am a nameless fisherman.
huanxisha? Harmony without guilt
lazy to get drunk on the sand.
Call the monarch to enjoy the small window.
the setting sun blows the horn.
the busy days are full of hardships, and the leisure days are few, and the new worries often continue the old ones.
no companion among guests is afraid of traveling in groups.
a good thing is near? Climb the top of Meixian Mountain and look at the sea
Swing your sleeves to the west peak, and you will be lonely and go to heaven without feet.
Walking under a crutch near the whale sea, you can count the smoke sails vividly.
I'm greedy for watching clouds and dancing, and it's already evening to go home.
thank you for your kindness in staying.
make eyes at you? On the evening of July 16th, I went to the Happy Pavilion and looked at Nanshan in Chang 'an
and mourned at the corner of the border town in autumn.
the bonfire shines on the high platform.
Sad songs strike the building, and with high wine, it's fun and leisurely.
who is passionate is like the south mountain and the moon, and the clouds are blooming at dusk.
baqiao yanliu, Qujiang pool hall, should treat people.
bean leaf yellow
It is often rainy and windy in spring.
when it's sunny, spring is empty.
who cares about the red mud?
hate is hard to be poor.
it's just like a lost man.
Fisherman
Silk grows in the misty rain in Xianghu Lake.
slip the spoon on the new rice cooker.
after the clouds clear, when the moon is tilted.
I don't know if the tide falls and the boat is drunk.
Living in seclusion in early summer
In the scenic spot of Hushan Mountain, Weng's home is set free, and the shade of Huai Liu is inclined in the middle field.
sometimes when the water is full, you can see the heron, and frogs can be heard everywhere in the grass.
the bamboo shoots of the dragon have gone too far, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower.
sigh and forget the past, who will sleep for tea?
[note] the dragon is a bamboo shoot. Wooden pen, also known as magnolia flower. Both are common things in early summer.
Reading on a winter night shows Zi Yu (Part III)
The ancients were exhausted in learning, and it was only when they were young that kung fu became mature.
I've learned too little from the paper, and I never know that this matter needs to be done.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ At this time, who is talking about new worries, there are hundreds of words and slang.
I'd like to know where the immortals are. Before the flowers, you must be sentenced to drunkenness, and the wine can't reach the tomb of Liu Ling.
as soon as I fall off the rope
I see through the vanity of floating life and ridicule others. This body is like a frolic in the tide, having crossed a thousand waves.
and I'm glad to be back safe, a pot of spring brew. Rain, smoke, hats and fishing rocks should not be sealed.
a clump of flowers
I'm still fascinated by the soul, but I still hate the secluded period. Never used to hurt the tears in spring, for the sake of Iraq, I was full of clothes. That's even worse, the Flute Blowing Pool Pavilion, when Qing Zi is in the shade.
The shade of the cloister is uneven in day and night, so it is appropriate to sleep on the side of * *. You can't tell where the clouds and dreams are, but Shuang Yan, theory and lovesickness. From now on, I am very haggard, and I want to know personally.
a cluster of flowers
Xianshu is unparalleled in the sky, and the jade-faced emerald moth is long. Huang Ting's heart is like water after reading, closing Zhu Hu, worrying about the silk spring, the window is bright and clean, and the Tang post is leisurely, deeply fragrant and fragrant.
there is no medicine in the world, and the wind and rain make it cool. Meet * * * words are old, sigh dust, life and death. How to accompany me, green and green, fishing in Xiaoxiang in autumn night.
Go to the West Building (a man meets Huan)
The river head is dark green and red, and the swallow flies. Suddenly I went to the office that year and hated Yiyi.
it's against your heart to shed tears and sigh at people. Full of jade pot flower dew, send spring home.
Great Sage Music
The lightning turned to thunder and shocked, sighing and floating for forty-two years. Try to think about the past, nothing is like a dream, sorrow and joy, and it is like smoke. The sea of misery is boundless, and the love is bottomless. Wandering and watching hundreds of leaky boats. Who knows, ask impermanence. In the fire, iron makes the body strong.
a moment is Hua Dian. So I can get my body back to nature. Why bother thinking, asking for land and asking for homes, being an official, and dying for fame. It's a shame to live a long and poor life, and this is all in heaven. From now on, be a flying fairy.
In normal times
The bamboo house is deep and quiet. Red flies all green and cloudy, and there are songbirds.
There's nothing wrong with going to the Lanting Pavilion, so you can learn the piano by yourself. The copper stove curled up and sank in Hainan, washing the dust.
In the month of Shanghai Tang
Zhumen of the waste garden in the setting sun was closed. Hanging up and down, lingering in tears. The faint plum blossoms are still crisp and cut water. When I am sad, I seem to recall the past events of Xuanhua.
pedestrians don't have a sad meaning. Fold the fragrance, who will send it thousands of miles. Standing on the river, it is difficult to meet, and the dragon head is riding. The sound of dust is far away, and chutian dangerous building is alone.
In Shanghai Tang
Embroiderers in Lanfang are sick. I wake up when I sigh in the spring and feel bored. Swallows return empty, and several times pass, and jade passes the letter. Sad place, solo exhibition group.
the smoking cage cools down the smoke. Tears are deep, and you can see the flowers. How can I ban him from taking a cold pillow when he is full of lingering fragrance? Dawn at the west window, a few silvery bottles and jade wells.
Pear blossoms in the moonlight
The scenery is soft and the smoke rises in Jiang Chun. There is no one in the small room, and the embroidered curtain is half on. Outside the flower, the sisters call each other and make an appointment.
I forgot to repair the moth, and thought about it carefully, adding to my sadness. The chest is crisp and the arm jade is reduced, and it is planned to find Pisces and pass on books.
Pear blossoms in the moonlight
Boredom has been lingering, and it's so sick. A few songs of Pingshan, accompanied by quiet days. Liang Yan urged you to change the smoking cage.
when the new sorrow and old hatred are over, the green temples will fade, and the light rain will know the flowers and letters. Where to send the fragrant notes? Embroidered pavilion with beads, in the shade of willow.
Magnolia
has been living on Bashan Road for three years, and it is covered with blue clothes and dust. I am like a crossing cloud in Xiqiao, and I am worried about turning off the grass in Qutang.
spring wine is good every year. Try wearing a silver banner to get drunk. All living beings are one year old today, and it is by no means that only I am going to age.
Magnolia is slow
Reading dreams in Handan, sighing green temples and early frost invasion. Nai Hua Yue burning Dan, Qingxi watching cranes, but still bear the initial heart. Over the years, in the turbulent world, the secret of understanding the truth is absolutely deep. If you raise nine treasures, you will grow into a thousand trees.
the starry altar is a toddler at night. The dew is cold and transparent. For the emerald phoenix, the qingluan goes back to the moon, and the palace is bleak. Let's play a letter, and I will be your bosom friend. However, it is arrogant and arrogant, and the years in the world are fleeting.
Shuidiao Song Tou
Jiangzuo is the best, and the ancient Xuzhou is the best. Even the mountains are picturesque, and the best place is the dangerous building. The drums and horns are solemn and stirring, and the bonfire is extinguished in the air. The past recalls Sun Liu. Thousands of miles away, thousands of stoves stay at home.
it's autumn when the grass is exposed and the wind falls. Make the monarch macro-release, laugh and wash away all ancient and modern worries. Not seeing Xiangyang's visit has wiped out countless tourists, and the resentment is hard to collect. Uncle's son is a thousand years old, and his name is Han River Flow.
Shuilongyin
Looking for spring at the bottom of the flower in front of the bottle, I feel sad. A suit of ping sends, the drunkard disappears, and the beauty is far away. This year, it's smoky and rainy, on the banks of Yelang River. Leaning on the floor and playing the flute, looking at the mirror by the window, crying and shaking.
flowers fall in the moon and the courtyard is bright. Silent, heartbroken. Hand in hand by shoulder, at that time, it worked, painting Liang Qiyan. See the newcomer, the net is dark and dusty, and the dance shirt is a fan. The material is also ashamed and haggard, and she is careless about her path, fearing that the warbler will see her.
water dragons
chasing the road on the Maha pool, the red and green are staggered in the Spring Festival Evening. Beautiful and charming, begonia is drunk, peach blossoms are warm. Picking vegetables at the beginning is idle, smoking is near, and a city is full of silk pipes. Look at the golden saddle fighting for the road, the cars flying over the cover, vying for the first place and building new pavilions.
melancholy years change in secret. Dark ecstasy, rain clouds. The mirror covers the moon, the hairpin beam removes the phoenix, and the Qin Zheng leans the geese. In the end of the world, the mountains are lonely and the dangerous buildings are flying. Sighing that spring comes only, Yang Hua and hate, and the east wind is full.
Jade Hu Die
Tired guests have been traveling all their lives, falling into Jingluo with whips, and seeing off Xiaoxiang. What year is this, to give Song Yu Gaotang. Embroidered curtains open, incense dust rises at first, lotus steps are steady, and silver candles branch. Dark end phase. The swallow is ashamed and jealous, and the butterfly is busy around the bee.
unforgettable. Aromatic bottles are frequently advised, and the cold is new, and the jade leakage is still long. How much affection, only worry about the song and the moon invading the corridor. When I want to go home, I ask with a smile, and I am very close, and the Prime Minister is mad. Break people's intestines. It's okay to get on the horse if you give me a fake and spare time.
Mr. Sheng Chazi
Return the kindness of the mountain lotus and talk about the plow driver. The new knot of small Maozi just occupies the mouth of Qingjiang River.
the wind and dust don't turn into clothes, and the neighboring songs often hold wine. That's like when you are on an official tour, you can fold all the willows in the long pavilion.
Health inspector
Liang Kongyan entrusts the nest, and the courtyard is quiet with doves to urge the rain. Perfume the court clothes, and guests will chat less.
there are thousands of strands of silk on the temples, not Wu silkworm vomiting. Lonely dreams are full of xiaoxiang, and the moon falls and smells soft.
Good things happen near
They are sent to the world, and silver candles are painted every night. Who has seen Wuyun Danzao, raising yellow buds for the first time?
the spring breeze comes from the purple emperor's tour, and the East China Sea feasts on the sunny valley. After entering the peach blossom, I gave jade dust a thousand welcome.
the good news is near
the wild goose has not returned home, and the treasure Zheng is broken and scattered. That's even more frozen, and it seems that human feelings are thin.
it's a rainy and dark lonely city, and it's in the corner of Chushan. I'm tired of asking for news from bo, but I'm afraid it's still a drain.
Good things are near
Let the boat go home at the mouth of the river, and spend the night in the dusk. The cross - strait color of the baipinghe red Polygonum orientale, the boat all set off seems to be infected with a layer of green.
home is when there is a beautiful place, and it is full of water at four seasons. Wait a night, the second day is smooth flow, casual drift, whether in the south or north of the Yangtze river.
Good things are close at hand
A little tiredness brings a lot of headlands, and it's a sunny day. Drive away the sandman 1 thousand, and there is a double dragon and a pale wall.
young people don't laugh at old people's decline, and the flavor is as good as before. Stick to the depths of the frozen cloud and explore the news of Ximei.
Good things are close at hand
The wind and dew are cold, and the banquet is held in Yuhua Palace. Kiss the purple emperor incense table, see Jinzhi Chiba.
the green pot fairy dew has just come into being, with two wonderful scents. After being drunk, I rode Danfeng and watched the spring scenery in Penglai.
Good things are near
Swing your sleeves to the west peak, and you will be lonely and go to heaven without feet. Under the crutches, I face the whale sea, and the smoke sails are vivid.
I'm greedy for watching clouds and dancing, and it's already evening to go home. Thank you for your kindness in staying.
Good things happen in the near future
Find a predestined relationship and share the jade pot elixir. Who knows the lonely crane in Liaotian from the depths of the city dust?
in the middle of the month, I played the flute and went to Baling, and Tiaohua went to the previous appointment. What's the limit of rejuvenating the ancient times? Sighing mountains and rivers is like yesterday.
Good things are near
Ping Dan went out of Qin Guan and drove two deer in snow. I'd like to ask you about your safe trip and enjoy the bamboo cultivation in Iraq.
Spring grass turns green several times during the ash robbery in the Han Palace. You see the changes, and the situation is full of honor and disgrace.
Good things are near
On the lotus peak in autumn dawn, the sky is high and the blue wall is high. Who is the companion of letting the Weng go, there is a temple of heaven.
suddenly, it's flying like a dragon, and it's dark in the thunderstorm. Laugh and make it rich, and laugh at the Zen niche.
good things are close at hand
when you are away from home, you are as worried as a cocoon. In the dream, the lake is misty and rainy, and the mountains are not heavy.
before you honour me, you will get rid of your teenage madness and talk about sending you off to spring. Flowers fall and swallow families, sighing the light of the year.
Good things are near
It's a thousand years since China's beautiful watches. Who remembers to drive a lonely crane? Looking back at the old place, but the mountains and rivers are the city.
there are horses and chariots all over the world, and the dust is everywhere. And visit Gexiandan well to see the rock bloom fall.
It's like a dream.
Alone on Boshan Mountain, the peak is small, and the green mist flies around. I'm afraid I'll learn from the clouds and make spring dawn on the balcony. Chunxiao, Chunxiao, the courtyard is full of greenery.
an gongzi
came to the economic society at the beginning of the storm. In the sound of the rules, the spring scenery fades. The most ruthless, scattered, rose. What's more, I'm haggard under the window this year. People are strange, and poetry and wine are silent. Scroll to the medicine stove, forget the warbler window and willow pavilion.
everything is calm. The powder marks are still in Shannon. I hate the moon and worry about flowers, and I am fighting for faith. Let's stop now. Empty memory of the predecessor, then face chapter Taiwan horse. If you come by yourself, you will be afraid. Whenever you meet a song, you meet a wine, but you say the old saying of Kyoto.
apricot blossom day
the old foal is too short. Just singing and dancing. The golden cup is in your hand. Don't sue. Look at the spring and dusk.
who tied Qian and wicker? And don't leave, the city eggplant is urged to go. Residual red is nowhere to be found in an instant. All belong to the hive yanhu.
Qinyuanchun
Powdered plum shoots, green moving Xuan Cong, spring is deep. Gradually, the bead curtain rolls low, the branches move slightly, the ice opens and the carp jumps, and the forest warms the songbirds. Lizi helps the poor, bamboo branches grieve, a statue of turbid wine and tears pour. Lingering for a long time, sighing for mountains and rivers, Ran Ran, time flies.
I didn't expect it then. Nothing can be done without frost. Look at the old friend, the sand embankment is yellow, the fish is hanging with jade, and the sable reflects cicada gold. Although many countries are strong, there is no way to the sky, and Wan Li is desolate. In the east wind, there are smoke willows in Baqiao, and I will return to my heart.
Qinyuanchun
As soon as I bid farewell to Qin Lou, it's Spring Festival in a blink of an eye, and the lights are on. Memories of yingying smiling, delicate and soft grip, jade fragrance and flowers, warm and crisp snow. I miss my heart far away, I feel sick in spring, and I blame myself for my life. Do you know that the fragrance gradually disappears and the tears stain Wu Ling?
it's hard to tie a long rope. Tired guests drift away and few old friends. However, the geese in the suburbs of the river rise, the fishing villages complain, the cold is burning, and the lonely inkstone gives birth to ice. The water surrounds the mountains, and the smoke is faint and the clouds are miserable. Even if there is a high platform, it is often afraid to climb. Where the soul disappears, the fish can't find it, and the dream is unfounded.
Qinyuanchun
Lonely cranes return to fly, and after Liao days, all the old people are replaced. After all, the dead graves, the vast dreams and the ants of princes have become dust. Carrying wine in the garden, looking for flowers and alleys, how did you ever neglect spring that day? The time has changed, sighing about the belt left, and the temples are frosted.
make friends. Scattered like clouds. Unexpectedly, I am now in this body. Fortunately, my eyes are bright and my body is healthy, and my tea is sweet and my rice is soft. Not only am I old, but some people are poor. Avoid the crisis, eliminate the ambition of the disabled, and idle in the short boat lake. What do I hate? A fisherman is drunk and a friend in the stream is his neighbor.
bean leaf yellow
In the spring breeze, the willow waist is upstairs, and the witch hazel is first tried before flowering. I cann't help myself. Little makeup is late, and the beauty is better than the old days.
bean leaf yellow
It's always rainy and windy in spring, but it's empty when it's sunny. Who cares about the sediment? Hating being poor is like being in a bad life.
Red Cliff Ci
Forbidden to Zhong Xiao, I remember you coming to the road, and at first I was fond of a stork. Xifu Zhongtai pushed a unique step and made a candle at the Golden Lotus Palace. Embroidered embroidery, fairy treasure belt, see that the flying speed. Life is unpredictable, and a statue belongs to this place.
Looking back at Zimo Qingmen, West Lake Leisure Garden, selling thousands of bamboo shoots to repair bamboo. The plain-walled crows should be fine, and the dreams are unbearable. Years are shocking, fame looks in the mirror, and short temples are not much green. Have a good time, and get drunk with you.
Go to the Palace at night
Banquet with a bead curtain. Outside the eaves, people are scattered with wax fragrance. The green mist is raining and the sound is broken. Leaning on the fragrant shoulders, looking at the atrium, the shadows are messy.
Wan is the Gaotang Pavilion. Bao Lian, musk deer smoke is warm at the beginning. The moon is full every night. Embrace tenderness, hate this year, the cold is still shallow.
visiting the palace at night
It's snowing and embarrassing. Sleepwalking, I do not know where. An iron horse has no prestige like water. Want to close the river,