Zhongshan Immediate Event
The stream flows silently around the bamboo, and the flowers and grass west of the bamboo make the spring soft. Sitting on the thatched eaves facing each other all day long, the mountain becomes even more secluded when no birds sing.
Yuan's Day
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to people. Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a plum blossom poem
Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside. He recalled the old days of Fengcheng Nanmo, Xiangyao could not come with the post envoy.
Yu Jia Ao
The small bridge on the flat bank is surrounded by thousands of mountains, and the orchids and water linger on the flowers and grass. The hut has several graceful windows. If there is no dust, the spring breeze will sweep by all the time. At noon, I sleep on my pillow and listen to the singing birds, and I sleep like hearing the early morning roosters. Suddenly I remembered my old friend, now my boss. Greedy dreams are good, but I forget about Handan Road at a loss.
Inscribed on the wall of Taiyi Palace in the West
The willow leaves are singing in the dark green, and the lotus flowers are red in the setting sun. Thirty-six spring waters, I want to see the south of the Yangtze River.
The wall of Mr. Shu Huyin
The thatched eaves are long and quiet without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and two mountains with rows of gates bring in green.
Enter the Fortress
The desolate clouds are desolate and the rain is slow, and the drums of the pommel horse rest once again. There are still people in Yan who are crying, but when they turn around, they look at Sainan's tears!
The Qianqiu Suiyin
The annex is cold and the anvil is in the cold, the isolated city draws a corner, and the sound of autumn enters the vast outline. The swallows returning from the east go up from the sea, and the geese coming from the south fall towards the sand head. The typhoon in Chu and the moon in Yu Lou are just like yesterday. Helpless to be bound by fame and fortune! I have no choice but to be carried away by it! It's a pity that the romantic always has nothing to do! At first, I left China to express my love for you, but now I have made an appointment with Qin Lou by mistake. In the middle of a dream, after waking up from the wine, I thought about it.
Chess
Don't let drama interfere with your true feelings, and just let it happen and let me win. After the battle, the two dows are divided into white and black. How can there be any loss in one penny?
Nanxiangzi
Since ancient times, the imperial state has been lush and lush. It has been a dream for four hundred years, which is sad. The clothes of the Jin Dynasty turned into ancient hills. You can swim freely around the water and go up to the top of the city. Don’t ask about the past, please look back. Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.
Two Songs by Ming Fei
Part 1 When Concubine Ming first left the Han Palace, her temples and feet were wet with tears in the spring breeze. The wandering shadow has no color, yet the king cannot control himself. When I came back, I was surprised by the painter's hand. I had never seen it before in my life. I couldn't draw it because of its artistic conception. It was a waste of time to kill Mao Yanshou. As soon as I left, I knew I would never come back. I was so pitiful that I wore all the Han palace clothes; I wanted to ask...
Second
The Ming Dynasty concubine married Hu Er for the first time. Hundreds of cars are all orchids.
The words of passion are nowhere to be found, and they are conveyed to the pipa and the heart knows itself.
The golden pole stirs the spring breeze, and I watch Feihong persuade Hu Jiu.
The maids in the Han Palace wept secretly, but the passers-by on the sand looked back.
Han’s kindness is shallow while Hu’s kindness is deep. The joy of life lies in understanding each other.
It is a pity that the green tomb has been destroyed, but there are still mourning strings left to this day.
Plum blossoms
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Suburban excursion
The soft mulberries are all green and sparse, and the reed silkworms are fertilized into dense cocoons. I asked the villagers about their customs: How can hard work be rewarded with misfortune and hunger?
Huanxi Sha
The hundred-acre courtyard is half covered with moss, and the white water lingers in front of the door. How many people can come to Aixian? The cloister of the small courtyard is quiet in spring, and there are two or three apricots planted in the mountain peach stream. For whom, scattered and opened for whom?
The scent of cinnamon twigs
I came to see you off, it was late autumn in my motherland, and the weather was beginning to be calm. Thousands of miles of clear river looks like a train, and the green peaks are like clusters. Return to the sail and go to the setting sun, with the west wind at your back, and the wine flag is leaning. The clouds are light on the colorful boat, the herons are rising on the stars and rivers, and it is difficult to draw a picture. Thinking about the past, the prosperous competition, sighing at the building outside the door, filled with sorrow and hatred. For thousands of years, I have been proud of my high position, and I have long lamented this honor and disgrace. The old things of the Six Dynasties are like running water, but the cold smoke and decaying grass are green. To this day, Shang girls still sing this song all the time, leaving behind songs in the backyard.
Climb Feilai Peak
On Feilai Peak, you can hear the rooster crow and see the sun rise on the Qianxun Tower. Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level.
Spring Night
The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold. The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing.
Out of the fortress
Have a drink on the Zhuozhou sand and watch the Little Khitans dancing in the spring breeze. Saiyu cleverly makes the swallows cry, and the Han clothes are wet!
The residual chrysanthemums
The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, and the residual chrysanthemums were scattered all over the ground with gold. Even if one branch was broken off, it was still there. It was a pity that the young master cherished the flowers.
Boancuan Guazhou
Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Beishan
Beishan loses green and rises across the slope, and the straight cut returns to the pond. I count the fallen flowers carefully because I have been sitting for a long time, and I am slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.