The small screen stood for a long time. Look at the horses around.
New tears and old poems. Usually the ribbon hangs down.
Joan Xiao blows sorrow every night. Do you know plum blossoms? Jie Jiang (date of birth and death unknown) was born in Zhushan (now Yixing, Jiangsu) at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. His predecessor was Yixing Giants, and he was a scholar in the tenth year of Xianchun (1274). When he died in the Southern Song Dynasty, he deeply felt the pain of national subjugation and lived in seclusion. He was called "Mr. Zhushan" and "Cherry Jinshi", and his integrity was valued by people at that time. He is good at ci, and he is also known as "the four masters in the late Song Dynasty" with Wang, Zhang Yan. His poems mostly express the thoughts of the old country, the sadness of mountains and rivers, and have various styles, but they are mainly sad and handsome, and Xiao Liao is relaxed. In particular, his clever diction is unique in the Song Dynasty, among which Zhushan Ci (1) is included in Jin Mao's Sixty Famous Song Ci Writers and Jiangcun Series. There are also two volumes of Zhushan Ci, which are included in the part involving mountains and rivers in Song, Yuan and Ming Ci. Jie Jiang
The wind enters the string, and the wheat autumn turns to late plum. Colored silk is long-lived and novel, or near the sun. Want to see the fairy rhyme of Yaochi. Flat peaches and rosy cheeks that match each other. There are floating seals in the Baoding, the wine is full of rosy clouds, and Don Juan is deep. If you are super-enlightened, Feng Gui won't hate going on stage. Qingyu has a son in the river map. Try Gong in detail. Good is Tang Yin Qingyong. And games and scenes in the pot. There will be a flying imperial edict, but it is a light porch, and China will return to the view. -Song Gufeng's "Candle Shadows Shake Red, Wind Into Yuxian", Candle Shadows Shake Red, Wind Into Yuxian
The wind enters the string, and the wheat is beautiful in the autumn. Colored silk is long-lived and novel, or near the sun. Want to see the fairy rhyme of Yaochi. Flat peaches and rosy cheeks that match each other. There are floating seals in the Baoding, the wine is full of rosy clouds, and Don Juan is deep.
If you are super-enlightened, Feng Gui won't hate going on stage. Qingyu has a son in the river map. Try Gong in detail. Good is Tang Yin Qingyong. And games and scenes in the pot. There will be a flying imperial edict, but it is a light porch, and China will return to the view. A little Jiang Mei, strong resistance to cold, novelty. Zero beads and broken jade, for whom to close the south branch. Fragrant Leng Yan, lonely and tall, but who knows. Only when we reached the river head, the saddle collection was delayed. Talk about powder fragrance and ask when spring will come and go. Moving into the yard, you should be unwilling to bow your head. No one * * * fold, next to the stream bridge, snow pressure frost ling. I can't see you, Chang 'an is a stranger, and I only praise Li Tao and Fang Fei. -Song Anonymous "Han Gongchun Xiao Jiang Mei" Han Gongchun Xiao Jiang Mei
A little Jiang Mei, strong resistance to cold, novelty. Zero beads and broken jade, for whom to close the south branch. Fragrant Leng Yan, lonely and tall, but who knows. Only when we reached the river head, the saddle collection was delayed. Talk about powder fragrance and ask when spring will come and go. Moving into the yard, you should be unwilling to bow your head. No one * * * fold, next to the stream bridge, snow pressure frost ling. I can't see you, Chang 'an is a stranger, and I only praise Li Tao and Fang Fei. Dutch clothing. The window is hidden by the mountain, and the ambition can be idle. The bamboo door is deep, the threshold for picking flowers is small, and it is moving and fragrant. Afraid of being left out in the cold, Pingzhou jathyapple, when you think about it, you will play the fishing flute silently. The firewood sings the dust outside, and the child laughs and forgets to return before the lamp. Get a few acres of haze, glance at the moss to find a path, and stir the leaves over the pool. Let the cranes talk about love and sing warblers, but when you are old, you wish spring would come late. Love my family, enjoy the piano and books, be kind, first known. A long straw curtain and a new poem. -Song Dynasty Zhang Yan's "A red calyx, a lotus dress" a red calyx, a lotus dress.
Zhang Yan in Song Dynasty
Read the full text ∨ Making Dutch clothes. The window is hidden by the mountain, and the ambition can be idle. The bamboo door is deep, the threshold for picking flowers is small, and it is moving and fragrant. Afraid of being left out in the cold, Pingzhou jathyapple, when you think about it, you will play the fishing flute silently. The firewood sings the dust outside, and the child laughs and forgets to return before the lamp.
Get a few acres of haze, glance at the moss to find a path, and stir the leaves over the pool. Let the cranes talk about love and sing warblers, but when you are old, you wish spring would come late. Love my family, enjoy the piano and books, be kind, first known. A long straw curtain and a new poem. ▲