Ask for some poems about Zhao, Zhuo Wenjun and Yu Ji.

Zhao painted incense at the expense of lotus, and worried about going to Ling Bo to bring socks; I saw the dance in the air without a trace. Stealing the palace is as stable as Mount Tai, and it is a double drop; It's hard to say exquisite, but it must be seen from the palm of your hand. Zhuo Wenjun: After parting, we missed each other, only in March and April. Who knows that in five or six years, the lyre was unintentionally played, and the eight-part essay could not be passed down, and the nine-chain was broken. Seeing Shili Pavilion urgently, I was filled with thoughts, so I had to blame Lang. There are thousands of words to say, and everything is annoying. I leaned against the fence ten times and climbed the mountain nine times to see the lonely geese. In August, the Mid-Autumn Festival is crowded with people, and in July and a half, people burn incense and hold candles to ask for heaven. In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart. Pomegranate in May is as red as fire, occasionally watered by cold rain. In April, loquat is not yellow. I want to look at the mirror in confusion and haste. Peach blossoms fall with the water in March. Yang Yuhuan: Three Songs of Qingpingdiao (Li Bai): The clouds need clothes, the flowers need capacity, and the spring breeze blows over the threshold to show wealth. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon. A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken. Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics. The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king. Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward. Chen Ajiao: Sima Xiangru's husband is a beautiful woman. He is very comfortable. The soul is excessively lost, but not rebellious, haggard and living alone. They say I come and go, eat happily and forget people. Be proud of your heart moving without worrying, and be proud of your blind date. Yi is dull and stupid, and he is chaste in his heart. I am willing to ask questions and make progress, and I will get the jade sound of Zunjun. I hope my empty words are sincere. I will leave the palace in the south of the city. Repair thin tools and set yourself up, but you refuse to be lucky. The program dives alone and specializes in it, and the sky is blowing with the wind. When I arrived in Lantai, from a distance, the gods were embarrassed and lewd. The clouds are gloomy and crowded, and the sky is overcast. Thunder sounds like your car. Float back to the boudoir and lift the curtains. Sweet-scented osmanthus trees compete, and the fragrance disappears. Peacocks gather and coexist, and mysterious apes scream and sing. Emerald comes with wings, and husband and wife are fragrant. When the heart is uncomfortable, evil spirits attack. Go to Lantai and take your time in the palace. The main hall is gloomy and full of worship. By the east wing, the husband is decadent. Squeeze the jade gate and shake the gold shop, which sounds like a silver bell. Carving Mulan is sad, decorating apricot is beam. Luo's tree trip is like a tree, leaving the building and supporting each other. Shi Gui's wood is clumsy and the committee is uneven. It seems that things have changed, like stones. The five colors are dazzling and shine against each other. Right or wrong stone, just like tortoise shell. Qi's curtain is hanging, and Chu's connection is also hanging. Stroking the lintel calmly, you can see the center of the platform. The crane whines and feels lonely. At dusk, I look forward to it, and I feel lonely in the empty hall. Hang the bright moon and look at yourself, and stay in the bridal chamber for the night. Ya Qin's aid to tone sandhi can't last long. The case turned to Xi, and the voice revived. Throughout history, it is generous and proud. Weeping around, tears flowing. Relax and increase, stumble and hesitate. Look at yourself and count your past sorrows. I had no face to show it, so I thought about it and went to bed. If you think you are a pillow, Xi Spring is blue and fragrant. Suddenly falling asleep and dreaming, the spirit is like a gentleman. If you feel it without seeing it, your soul will die. When a chicken crows, it worries about the moon. The audience is among the stars, and the blue clouds come from the East. Looking into the atrium, it looks like autumn frost in four seasons. At night, when I am old, I can't suppress it any more. Wait until dawn, and your eyesight will be restored. My wife feels sorry for herself secretly, but she dare not forget her age. Note: "Preface to Changmen Fu" says: "It is fortunate to be filial to Emperor Wu Chen. Don't be sad at Nagato Palace. According to legend, people in Shujun, Chengdu, wrote a composition to the world, offering 100 kilograms of gold as their relatives, and taking wine to solve their worries. And if you can understand it as a text, Queen Chen will be lucky. "