Yu Jia Ao (Ouyang Xiu)
The young girl bloomed before the frost. Golden bits of gold are scattered all over the branches. The hats are off and the banquet is held high. Full of beauty. Move the flowers and blow them on the flowing clouds.
Three springs of peaches and plums are enviable. Orioles come and butterflies go, my heart is in confusion. The competition is like the autumn water bank of a fairy pond. The fragrance is constant. Make your own dogwood companion every year.
Huanxisha (Ouyang Xiu)
The aroma of green apricots brewed in the garden. The beauty first wears thin clothes. The willow silk sways and the swallows fly busy.
When it rains and clears at first, the flowers fall by themselves, and the days are long and leisurely. For whom to lose weight and lose face?
Royal Flower (Ouyang Xiu)
Where is the beauty of youth, Dili prefers Yuanxi. Thousands of layers of silk ribbons form a screen of peaks and ridges, and the sky is golden and green. The treasures are made of silver, the curtains are shining brightly, and the dragons and tigers are flying. The sand embankment is far away, with carved wheels and embroidered hubs, fighting for the five kings' houses.
Graceful and beautiful in the daytime, the goddess of Huiyuefu, and the fairy guest in the sea cave. Pulling the incense and shaking the green, it is called holding hands and singing, the streets are bright and beautiful. The moon is light and cold, gradually approaching dawn, and the sound of leakage is silent. When I was young, I was still crazy and crazy. How could I return without getting drunk?
The Phoenix Holds the Cup (Yan Shu)
The autumn wind blew up from Green Apple last night. Infinite, dew and lotus rely on each other. Relying on Zhu Lan alone, I worry about looking at the clear sky. The empty eyes are broken, and the mountains are green in the distance.
The colorful paper is long and the brocade book is thin. Whoever believes in it, it’s hard to express love. It's a pity that there are good times, beautiful scenery, and a place of joy. Just empty and haggard.
Revealing one’s true feelings (Yan Shu)
Green plums become newer when boiled in wine. The weather is almost like spring. Under the flowers on Nanmo in the east city, I met the one I love.
Return to the embroidered sleeves and display the fragrance. Talk about love. This love spell, a thousand-foot hairspring, provokes Chaoyun.
Fa Qu No. 2 (Liu Yong)
The green wing conveys love, the fragrant path steals the time, and realizes that it was careless at first. Before we even know how to share pillows with each other, we promise each other lightly and laugh all our lives. How is Xiang born? Good things in this world rarely come to an end. Regretful.
Looking back carefully, it is easy to hate the past, which makes love become trouble. There are thousands of things in mind, all based on sound consumption. This is how I linger, waiting for Yi to come and go home to the Tao. We met each other by chance and liked to ask questions, but also forgot about them.
Bodhisattva Man (Xin Qiji)
Qingshan wants to speak to the master. There are countless thousands of horses coming together. The mist and rain returned low. Hope it will never come.
People say that they have hair on their head. Always feel sad. Clap your hands and laugh at the sand gulls. My whole body is full of sorrow.
Sheng Chazi (Chao Buzhi)
The wind comes at dawn from the Qing Emperor, and the plum blossoms close up. Before the jade muscle is opened, I can already feel the fragrance of dragon.
This means comparing to a beautiful woman, and competing with others is not a vermillion fan. Only Xu Feiqiong has a slightly similar flavor.
The Song of the Cave Immortal (Chao Buzhi)
Where the green smoke shines, the golden mirror flies over the blue sea. The shadow of osmanthus lies on the idle steps of the eternal night. When the dew is cold, there are many cold and scattered things. Shenjing is far away, but only Lanqiao Road is close.
The crystal curtain does not fall down, the mica screen opens, and the beauty light powder is cold soaked. Waiting for the capital to give many bright lights to the golden statue, and cast the dawn and clouds to pour out all the clouds. Furthermore, I went to the south building on the Hu bed and watched the jade make up the human world.
Celebrating Golden Branches (Zhang Xian)
Green snails add to distant mountains. Her two dimples are round when she smiles. Holding the clouds and hooking the snow, look close to the light. Yan is miserable.
I hope there will be no separation in this life, under the flowery moon, in front of the embroidered screen. Two silkworms form cocoons and are entangled. More bonding for future generations.
Magnolia (Zhang Xian)
There are countless green coins and water pods. The spring rain rises in the West Lake at dawn. The new and light swallows fly in front of the mud, and the wind slowly falls on the flowered clothes.
The red skirt attracts smoke and flowers to gather in the sky. Yunyue can follow the horse. Where to go to the high platform in the Ming Dynasty, I will recognize the road down to Yufeng Mountain.
Qing Ping Le (Zhang Xian)
The green robe is like grass. Proud is still young. The horse leaps over the green and the gold connects the brain. Cold food comes at dawn.
The slope of Quchi Luan Bridge. The West Garden is filled with music and music. Since I want to win, I will stay in spring, but the wind and flowers are helpless.
Looking to the south of the Yangtze River (Xian Zhang)
Banquet in a brothel, a beautiful girl recommended a Yao cup. A song of Baiyun River, the moon is full, and the night tide is coming from the sky. The character misses Yaotai.
Drunken with wine, brushing his cheeks. The charming face is no longer pinkish-red, but the fragrant red is better than the snow-capped plum blossoms. The mark is extremely dusty.