Xie Tiao
Green grass is like silk,
Miscellaneous trees have red hair.
Whether you come back or not,
Jun Gui Fang has rested.
The lamp pool upstairs
Xie lingyun
Hong Fei is potential and charming, which sounds far away.
Clouds are ashamed of Yunfu, and rivers are deep.
It is difficult to enter morality and wisdom, but it is difficult to return to the field.
Poor sea, lying empty forest.
I was lying on the pillow, ignorant of the season and climate, and I took a temporary peek.
Listen to the waves with your ears open, and look at the place with your eyes open.
At the beginning of the scene, the wind direction changed, and the new sun became old and cloudy.
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Qiqi hurts the song and feels the sound of Chu.
It is easier to live forever than to live alone.
Holding exercises is not unique to ancient times, and there is no sign of boredom today.