Family benefits should be long, and high banquets should be smooth.
Clouds in Guang Xiao are washed outside, and it rains on sunny days.
Crane falls because of virtue, blowing flowers into imperial words.
I am willing to accompany Yang for several festivals, hundreds of millions of years.
Songs from suburban temples? Enjoy the music of Prince Temple of Zhao Hui? Please come back to God.
Jia Jian is Chen, thanks to Kong Ming.
Leisure songs in the hall, thousands of dances in the court.
Everything is done outside, and sincerity is done inside.
Sheng Feng, like a smell, sings its purity.
Liu Jia's "There are Cheats in the Mountains"
When the moon rises in Langlang, something will happen in the dust.
Although people are not idle, they have no business for nine nights.
Learning to smell from the past is like plowing the ground on a stone.
Qi Jiang has been a wife for a long time and doesn't know about boudoir love.
Why do you live in seclusion? It is indisputable that you are isolated.
A good tree has existed since ancient times, and a small house was built because of me.
Don't go out when you get paid, and collect medicine in the vestibule.
Although there are no kinds of spring flowers, the pillow is full of hibiscus fragrance.
If you come to eat sunflower, it will be a great honor.
Shen Quanqi's Inquiring about the Kingdom of Gaotang
A weak crown knows early, but a middle-aged man does not know much.
Life is king, and the guest temple is ruined.
At the beginning, the teacher who is good at defense said, Jiasheng is.
Also from Han Que, incline one's ear to listen to neutralization.
"Send a friend to visit Shu" Li Duan
The weather in Jialing is fine, and there are two streams in a hundred miles.
Sail shadow side ba word, bell out of Hanzhou.
The green plains are late in spring grass, and the green trees are sad.
This is a romantic place, and tourists get old easily.
"Xiang Xian complained" Meng Jiao.
Ignorant people care about grass, and Hao Lan has the same hoe.
The hurricane angered Lin Qiu, and the merits and demerits were the same.
Jia avoids deep jealousy. Philosophers are sad and wise.
The spirit is back, Jin Shang is a good man.
I want to focus on different channels of spring, clear and muddy.
I would like to live far away from each other.
I'm afraid this ambition is hard to protect, but what about this situation?
Rural sages have few bosom friends, and lonely voices linger.