Han Xiao and Cheng Xiao
The wind rolled the snow,
Dance in front of the headlights.
The eyes in the lens,
It's vague.
Winter is no longer a fairy tale,
Like a young woman washed away by a car,
Lose reserve, elegance and fashion.
Green light, unintentional twilight outside the window,
Go home, find warmth quickly,
Comfort the cold body!
The poem about Han Xiao is as follows:
1, Jia's diet is still cold, and he wears a crown in several depressions. Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist. The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids. Standing in the direction of Tanzhou, looking north, looking straight at Chang 'an, the sky is like a white cloud, and there is a van parked there, suddenly worried.
2. When the trees are straight, Bitiao Creek takes advantage of Qiaowan. Hundreds of birds are like welcoming guests, feeling without thinking.
3, the hard solitary flower breaks the slight cold, and the flower heart should be as sad as a guest. It is because of the young woman's check-in that she didn't look at the red and green.
4. Hanxiao Road, the new nest of Huanque Base. Be picky about food and find a meandering stream, and hold the top of the purple tree. The frost eagle is near the north, and it hides in the grass. Not strange but strict, spring and summer are in the first month.
5, the bottom of the peach blossom is cold, and the graceful fairy posture is particularly clear. The splendid picture scroll has been rejuvenated, and the blue bridge is exposed.
6, the spring is slightly cold, and the south branch is sunny overnight. Dong Jun handed Yulin incense first, and the cold core was full of incense. The curtains should be rolled up at dusk. Besides, the smoke is warm. The moon is light in Qian Shan, the dust is clear in Wan Li, and the wine bottles roll.
7, the dressing gown ended with a slight cold, and the chat across the saddle was tired. The line is fine and foggy. Look at the overlapping mountains.
8, Yin old suspected dragon battle, the wind flies high. The withered crown does not rest itself, and the returning birds compete to rely on it. The season is shocking, and life is entrusted. Lamenting my wife, my road is also awesome.
9. Never eat cold food and have a lot of wind and rain, but the poor countryside is also a stringed instrument. When I am strong, I feel sad about yesterday's dream. The time series in a foreign land feels like the Year of the Han Dynasty. I occasionally come to the stream with vagrants, because Li Tang and I walk together and stand by. From then on, I was sad and haggard, and went fishing with the group.
10, the ancient courtyard is full of green sand in spring, and litchi flowers are all over the wall. In the Ming dynasty, it was cold food again. Why didn't the tired guests go home?
1 1, the forest is flat and the cold light reflects the eyebrows. Snow is brewing all over the sky, and visitors invade winter chariots and horses. Song dynasty painting still exists in Tang dynasty, and we can know everyone's face from a small question. Recalling the median value of Zeng Gubei's paintings, Asun replied.
12, Yan Nen Ice Pool. The first cold in Zeguo. Mezada, spring is early. Although Zhu Menqu, embroidered pavilion filled with smoke. After the banquet, the immortal left Pengdao overnight. Ninety is too much. One hundred years old. See. Must listen to the Millennium.
13, Yanwai brothel has banned smoking. Slightly cold and thin, self-sufficient. Draw a bridge and swing in the sun. Only before the bottle of incense, it should be before Shen Zui pours flowers. Green windows, even during the day.
14, the slight cold crossed Meihualing at the beginning, and thousands of valleys and mangokus were behind people. Qingyuan chats as a house trip, and a dream clearly falls into the township well. I feel that my eyes are full of lakes and mountains, and the duck green waves shake the phoenix shadow. Hailing lay people have no stairs, and they build houses in Shui Ying Mei at the end of the year. Yu Pei hangs halfway up the mountain, and wild horses can't catch up with gold.
15, the river is drizzling with slight cold, and five old hair spots are floating in the snow. There are clouds in the city. Look at the mountains behind before independence.