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Bodhisattva is beautiful
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists should stay in Jiangnan until they are old. The spring water is greener than the sky, and tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain. The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
Dunhuang Quzi Ci
Ding Fengbo
Can you learn sword geometry by attacking books? Struggle is like sand, rolling into grain, green and heavy guns in hand, iron and blood bright moon, Longquan three feet to cut the new mill. I envy the soldiers of the past. I am full of Confucian virtues. Sisai suddenly heard the sign and asked the Confucian scholars, who dares to decide this storm?
The war is not enough, and the number of Confucian scholars has increased. Sean is neither evil nor weak. Han xingchu's strategy was destroyed by him. Xiang Yu has no way to go, and a song after drinking is hard to disappear. Overlord concubines all commit suicide. When this happens, you know that Confucianism will set off a storm.
fan zhongyan
Water bag dance
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
Yujiaao
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan didn't return to his home, and frost grew all over the place. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Liu Yong
A bell ringing in the rain
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat is ruined where I miss them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent. I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Tidal bore watching
Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand. The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. The city is full of jewels, and every household in Luo Qi is competing for beauty. Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. A thousand riders have high teeth. While listening to Xiao Gu's drunkenness, he enjoyed the clouds. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.
Klang Ganzhou
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. I miss a beautiful woman. I look forward to it, but I miss it several times. The sky knows my way home. Eager to know me, lean on the dry place.
Hechongtian
On the gold list, I lost hope. How to be a temporary legacy of the Ming Dynasty? If you fail, you will struggle and not swim wildly. Why lose your life? A talented scholar and poet naturally wears white clothes. Yanhua alley is a stranger, as Danqing barrier. Fortunately, there are people in the right place, I can look for them. And snuggling up to the red and leaning against the green, an affair, smooth sailing. Youth is in one day. Endure superficial fame and sing shallowly.
Zhang Xian
Medicinal plants of Solanaceae
At that time, he worked as a servant in Jiahe and didn't attend the government meeting because of illness.
Holding a goblet and listening to the sound of "water adjustment", I was drunk at noon, but I didn't wake up although I was awake and worried. Send away spring, when will spring come back? Near dusk mirror, sad past years, past and future empty. After Yuanyang sleeps by the pool at night, Huazhi has made her own image in the moonlight. Heavy curtains cover the lights, the wind has not stopped, the sound is very quiet, and falling flowers cover the garden path.
Yan Shu
Huanxisha
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
Song qi
lily magnolia
Dongcheng gradually felt that the scenery was good, and it was wrinkled and welcoming people. Poplar smoke is light and cold, and red apricot branches are full of spring. Floating growth hates less pleasure, but is willing to love a daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.
Ouyang Xiu
Pick mulberry seeds
After all the flowers are gone, the West Lake is good, wolves are disabled, birds are misty and weeping willows are withered. When all the tourists left, they began to feel the spring sky, put down the curtains and went back to the drizzle.
Tasha shop
The waiting hall is full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin with willows and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. Inch by inch, my heart is tender, my eyes are full of tears, and the height of the building is not close to the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.
Shengchazi
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.
Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
Before the bottle, I'm going to say I'm going back to China. I didn't say I was miserable in spring. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
Langtaosha
Drink Dongfeng and relax. Chuiyang Mozi Luocheng East. At that time, I always held hands and traveled all over the Champs. It is endless hate to gather and disperse in a hurry. The flowers this year are better than those last year. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know?
A butterfly in love with flowers
In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.