It's a big dream in the world, and the autumn is crisp.
At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples.
The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy.
Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly.
Xijiangyue? Pingshantang
Three times under the Pingshan Hall, a half-life break.
I haven't seen an old fairy for ten years. Dragons and snakes are flying on the wall.
If you want to hang an article, you can still sing willow spring breeze.
Needless to say, everything is empty. Dream without turning your head.
Eternal happiness
Pengcheng spent the night in the Swallow House and dreamed of it because of this word.
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite.
Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown.
Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken.
The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown.
The swallow house is empty, where there is beauty, the swallow in the empty lock house.