Poetry: a glass of thin wine, a flower

Passing through the four seasons silently

Beauty who is easy to get old

Never say that life is short again

Everyone says that the years are not traced when people are indifferent

A glass of sake reminds youth of the mellow fragrance of a Chinese rose

Perhaps a crescent moon can cut off the noise of the world and soothe a frustrated wild goose. On the way from south to north,

only love can open the secret door of a flower, and people who walk in it

live in emotional folds every month

No matter whether it is red, orange, yellow, green

or blue and purple, people who love you will be full of spring all their lives

one on the left and one on the right. The purple epigraph

sings the tune of the old country

The autumn moon is still far away, and the West Building is silent

How can the dark injury of the vein stop the poet's depression

Remembering the vastness of the years in the melancholy sigh

At this time, there is no country except beauty

There is no dynasty except epigraph

Swimming in the night, A star

turns out the dream of a thousand years

The pulley sound of the previous dynasty

can't walk out of the swing of a flower

After the arrival of clear autumn

Who can read the moon with a hook to collect fifty States

Not charming spring scenery, not following the wind

Gentleman's breath is like orchid

Flowers are good, Whether it doesn't open or not

green leaves

sword-like means that in the abundant silence

only a glass of beer can be released

Maybe you can stay away from a spring and summer

Maybe you won't spit for a few years

Even if you are drunk, you should keep the gentleman's charm and Excellence

In a fragrant country, you are a king < p