Bu Shuanzi's residence in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou
The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which cuts off one's initial tranquility. Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.
When you start, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Huanxisha
Jujube flowers are falling from Su Su clothes and towels, and the sound of reeling wheels is heard in the south of the village and in the north of the village. Niu Yigu Liu sells cucumbers.
I feel sleepy when I'm tired after drinking wine for a long time. When I'm high in the sun, I'm thirsty and think about tea. Knock on the door and ask the savages.
Zhaojun's Resent
Who did Huan Yi's three tricks, shocking the dream in the green window. The new moon and sad smoke fill the sky over the river.
I want to go but still don’t want to go, the sun will set tomorrow. The flying catkins send the boat off, and the water flows eastward.
Reduced word Magnolia Spring Moon
At noon in the spring garden, the fragrant mash is shaking and the light is dancing. Walking around the corridor, half-fallen plum blossoms are fragrant.
Light clouds and mist are always a place for young people to enjoy. It's not like the autumn light, it only shines on people who are leaving.
Huanxisha
Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows west. At the foot of the mountain, orchid buds dip into the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is clear of mud.
Xiao Xiao Muyu Zigui cries. Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.
Huanxi Sha
The sun is deep red and warm, and fish can be seen, and the stream is green and dark, hiding crows at night. Huang Tong and old people gathered in Sui Xu.
Although elk are not accustomed to meeting people, apes do not need to call when they hear drums. Talk about returning home and picking mulberry trees.
Huanxisha
Looking at the envoy with red makeup, there are three, three, five and five thorn fence gates. They touched each other and broke Qianluo's skirt.
The young and old support the wheat harvesting society, and the black kites fly and dance in the sacred village. I met a drunk old man lying down at dusk.
Huanxi Sand
The layers of hemp leaves are shining, and the aroma of cooking cocoons will fill the whole village. The lady whispering coquettishly across the fence.
Put the white cane down to raise drunken eyes, pound the green leaves and pound [Mai Shao] to soften the hungry intestines. Asked when the bean leaves will turn yellow.
Nian Nujiao, Chibi nostalgic
As the river goes eastward, the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. To the west of the fortress, there is Humanity and Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms at Chibi. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I recall the old days when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fan and silk scarf, while talking and laughing, the rapist disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. The world is like a dream, and one statue still shines in the moonlight.
Huanxi Sand
The soft grass and flat sand are new after the rain, and the light sand is dust-free when walking on the road. When to pack up?
The sun is warm and the light of mulberry trees is like splashing, and the wind blows and the air of mugwort is like smoke. Shi Junyuan is one of them.
Huanxi Sand
The mountain scenery is intruding and covered with hazy clouds, and the wind in Xiangchuan River is quiet and spitting out cold flowers. There are still crows singing in the distant forest houses.
I dreamed about how many roads I had in my hometown. When I woke up from drinking, I looked south to the other side of the world. The bright moon shines on the flat sand thousands of miles away.
The meaning of Huanxi Sand
No one is near the roof of the house, and the late rain is falling off the catalpa trees. Who pities Ji Zi's Diaoqiu?
I have no hope in the world anymore, so I think you must ask the ancients for help. The cold pines and cypresses are willing to start autumn.
Huanxisha is about to happen
The painted falcon crosses the river and is happy to swim again, and the old fish jumps over the threshold to recognize the green fish. The fleeting years are not willing to be wasted.
There is no hopelessness beside the yellow chrysanthemum fence, but there is gentleness in Baiyun Township. Don’t teach Xiu to save his frosty temples.
The moon over the Xijiang River is heavy in the ninth month
The drizzle is drizzling on the roof of the building, and the heavy rain is falling on the flat lake outside the river. Back then, there was a horse show in Dongxu, but now Nanpu is desolate.
Don’t regret that the yellow flowers haven’t vomited yet, and teach the red flowers to support them. There is no need to look at the dogwood in the wine stall, but to admire the present and past of the world.