Red moss steps and green branches, Du Yu's voice, Du Yu's voice sad! Make love for a long time and then separate, Cai Feng flies alone and Cai Feng lives alone.
When is the lovesickness after parting? It's hard to know in the future? Will it be difficult in the future? Why do you have this feeling of lovesickness? A love story, a love poem.
Rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door, leaving youth alone! Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming.
Worried about gathering eyebrows to the end of the day, crying thousands, crying thousands; Xiao saw the sky and clouds at dusk and thought of you! Sitting quietly, thinking of you.
2, the title chrysanthemum figure Yin
The yellow flower has no owner, and the winding path is cold. Just take money to buy powder, and pay the west wind with color all your life.
3. Tang Tang Yin, one of Shen Luohua's poems.
Today's spring is worse than yesterday's spring, and the north has become the south. I would like to ask the shepherd boy to set up wine and try plums, kind man. Six, such as sending a concubine to Qiantang, eight fights only meet the water god; How many good flowers have fallen, and I haven't met a flower viewer.
3. Like a dream, Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
A good thing happened to Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty recently.
The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I always remember that it was the spring season after the flowering of begonia. The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The soul dream is unbearable, and it is even more screaming.
5. Qing Pingle Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty
Every year in the snow, I often get drunk with plum blossoms. I don't want to touch all the plum blossoms, so I win tears all over my clothes! I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.