(Song)
Snow compares color. Smile at Lian Ran and stop playing the flute. Don't blame Guangping for his hard heart. On the other hand, it is three flowers and two cores, which will last forever and let talented people write. I still remember I was drunk in the East Garden, and I sat in the sky. Looking back, silently. The rain is dark and foggy, and there are thousands of worries. Jinjiang road is very quiet, and the media hired a voice recorder. Finally, it's hard to count on bamboo households. Gaunt, Qiang tube, blame who started.
Klang Ganzhou
Yuan anonymous
A mass of Chun Xue was blown up in the jade furnace. Don't add fuel to the fire. You know, red smoke without flames. No loss, but the weight is still the same. So, three thousand. Only by exercising can you become Zen. The whole truth supports life, just between you and me. Home has its own nectar spring. Water the yellow buds and grow lotus flowers.
Chang 'an Xue Zhu Pill (Tang)
Thousands of households have snowflakes floating, and a little silence falls into the tile ditch. It's all jade dust,
The semi-finished borneol is still flowing. The light contains the clear sky garden, and the light surrounds the royal building.
The flat land has been moistened by more than enough feet, and it is in its prime.
See Geng Yan from the Mountain.
Lu Lun (Tang Dynasty)
Yunxue is far away from Wan Li, the highest mountain where he once lived.
I can't go back to earth for the time being, so I'll meet you again in Chang 'an.
Chun Xue is depressed (Tang)
Wandering around the world, looking at Chunping. Regardless of the afterglow, there is no sound.
The wind fills the air first, and it is near the city. Because the wind is low and does not gather, it is lighter to bring rain.
Ganlu knows when it's time to wait. Small Confucianism is the same thing, there is no answer to Huang Ming.
Chun Xue's empty curtain leans out and walks into the wild house half-baked.
The sky is far away and the mountains are very white, so I can't tell plum blossoms from willow flowers.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. (Lu Meipo)
Snow is like plum blossom, and plum blossom is like snow, which is both strange and beautiful (Lv Benzhong)
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone; Knowing from afar that it is not snow, because there is fragrance (Wang Anshi)
I just saw the dark clouds on the ridge and the snow on the rocks, which was shocking; Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds. (Yuan Zhen)
When six flying flowers enter the house, sit down and watch the green bamboo turn into lovely branches (part one)
Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint (Cen Can)
Where is home in the Qinling Mountains? Snow embraces the green horse and returns (Han Yu)
The snowflakes on the swallows were as big as seats, and they blew off the Xuanyuan terrace one after another.
It is cold and snowy in Whitestorm (Li Bai)
Year: Song Dynasty
Author: Janice
Works: Dimfragrance
Content:
Snow compares color. Smile at Lian Ran and stop playing the flute. Don't blame Guangping for his hard heart. On the other hand, it is three flowers and two cores, which will last forever and let talented people write. I still remember I was drunk in the East Garden, and I sat in the sky. Looking back, silently. The rain is dark and foggy, and there are thousands of worries. Jinjiang road is very quiet, and the media hired a voice recorder. Finally, it's hard to count on bamboo households. Gaunt, Qiang tube, blame who started.
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Year: Yuan
Author: Yuan Anonymous
Works: Klang Ganzhou
Content:
A mass of Chun Xue was blown up in the jade furnace. Don't add fuel to the fire. You know, red smoke without flames. No loss, but the weight is still the same. So, three thousand. Only by exercising can you become Zen. The whole truth supports life, just between you and me. Home has its own nectar spring. Water the yellow buds and grow lotus flowers.
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Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Zhu Wan
Works: Xue Changan
Content:
Thousands of households have snowflakes floating, and a little silence falls into the tile ditch. It's all jade dust,
The semi-finished borneol is still flowing. The light contains the clear sky garden, and the light surrounds the royal building.
The flat land has been moistened by more than enough feet, and it is in its prime.
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Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Lu Lun
Works: Going out to meet Geng.
Content:
Yunxue is far away from Wan Li, the highest mountain where he once lived.
I can't go back to earth for the time being, so I'll meet you again in Chang 'an.
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Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Jiao Yu
Works: Chun Xue
Content:
Wandering around the world, looking at Chunping. Regardless of the afterglow, there is no sound.
The wind fills the air first, and it is near the city. Because the wind is low and does not gather, it is lighter to bring rain.
Ganlu knows when it's time to wait. Small Confucianism is the same thing, there is no answer to Huang Ming.
Chun Xue's empty curtain leans out and walks into the wild house half-baked.
The sky is far away and the mountains are very white, so I can't tell plum blossoms from willow flowers.