My heart is full of condolences,
Love is like a rainbow around purple smoke.
Liu's starlight is really dazzling,
Poetry and the moon are flying.
Poetry, poetry, plain snow, flying dance,
In the eyes of the world of mortals.
Always remember that the pear tree once fell asleep,
Stay away from lovesickness.
The second song:
I threw red beans a hundred times,
Who loves who hates to talk privately.
Liu Nv dances on the moon,
The heart of the poem tells people.
Poetry and songs are the same bone,
Hide in the grave, no regrets.
The old phoenix qingluan is free,
There are two reasons: thunder, the sea and rain.
Wilderness and qing dynasty.
PS, the above two poems are strictly metrical, but not for coping. Honesty can be described as: a pool of spring water flows empty, and an ancient mirror shines on the gods. All roads are suitable for the future, and it is another spring. Give points _