Jie Jiang's Zhushan Ci
He xinlang
Qiuxiao
Crows crow, and there are Yu Ri, Lengqiao Island, five lakes and autumn dawn. Bamboo clothes are a dream, and whoever takes the ancient road will boo. Scratch your head and peek at the stars. There is a slightly yellow fence on the moon, with morning glory and several blue and white flowers. Autumn is too light, add red dates.
Sorrow marks are swept away by the west wind, overthrown by the west wind, and grow old with autumn. The frost curtain in the old courtyard does not roll, and the gold powder screen is drunk. There is no such thing as middle-aged martial arts. Wan Li Jiangnan oral sex hate, hate injustice, white geese cross the sky. Before the smoke gathers, the mountain has dispersed.
He xinlang
Yue you San yue Dan yin
Yu Yan is thin, leaning against thousands of trees, pink and thin. The east wind between the clouds is endless, and the flowers are full. Also scattered people, Tinghengzhou medicine. Hurriedly disturb the dust surface and watch spring songs and dances. People * * *, know who is wrong.
Baochai is surrounded by curtains upstairs, with a small Chanjuan, a two-tone piano and a half-flying crane. No one in my generation has this, and the piano is full of poetry. Better than worrying about eyebrows. Fang Jing scored three points before hitting two goals, and then the flowers fell on the green Yinmen Lane. Sell wine and fight wine, let's act together.
He xinlang
Wujiang
Surging lonely pavilion, that year, at the top of Penglai, the sea breeze floated down. The emperor sent the dragon to guard, and the eight-column dragon wrapped its tail. The bucket is outside, cold smoke and cold rain. Last night, the whale turned to Kun axis, carved it and threw it into the void. But stay, the crimson rainbow is still alive.
There are boats in the five lakes. I'm afraid of immortals and I'm afraid of revisiting my old place, so it's hard to stay here for a long time. Pat the railing and call the egret, and take a message for me frequently. Nailu also flew to kill pigs in surprise. There are many clouds and valleys on the moon and stars. Where can we learn from the world? Drum double bang, Hao Ge go.
He xinlang
Meng Han Golden House, sighing Qin Zheng, Xie Gongzhen, element string dust robot. It is drizzling outside the window, and cherries and red beans are crystal clear and mellow. Do you know that this lovesickness is hard to reconcile? Do you know that this hatred is hard to calm you down? Just like playing chess. The light reflected my thin figure, and the light of the candle was too bright.
On their honeymoon in a broken building, Cui Chai asked about the trail and when it would be released again. When the palace eyebrows pass through the clouds, draw pictures. Painting Gong Mei as a moire, and painting her with raw silk, I'm afraid it's not a fashionable new dress. Colored fan singing and dancing, the tooth plate is now, only hate no one, can sing and dance all kinds of music to understand. Empty sleeves and tears, only relying on lonely cold bamboo!
He xinlang
Wu Yu chased the soldiers.
Embroidery hung on the curtain of the deep pavilion, remembering family ties, whispering softly at the edge of the lamp, and laughing red. Ten thousand folds of the city head mourn, and the frost blows off the sleeves. Shadow companions, running around. Looking at the countryside, where do you know? Envy western Western jackdaw, after dusk. A little, willow.
Look at each other like mountains. A careless sigh makes a pale dog. Tomorrow, there will be a cold meal in the purse, and then there will be a small mound in front. Taste the village wine before it is brewed. Drunk, he asked his neighbor if he wanted to write a classic about cows. Weng should not, but shook his hand.
Qinyuanchun
Book the south hall wall for the elderly
I worked hard for a few years all my life and got this place. Learn from Tao Qian and plant some chrysanthemums on the fence; According to Du Fu, grow some vegetables in the garden. Besides carving beams, Ken Rongyan, who cares about the car of the old man in front of the door. Strangely, in recent days, a bright moon was thrown into the yard, but it was borrowed from the canal.
There is a lot of snow in the temple, so why bother to invite guests? But the summer couch sleeps at night, and there is a wind pillow on the face; The eaves are short in winter and the days are short. Anyone who looks for it is just teaching. The owner of this house is pretending to be himself. Don't envy him, you can shake the golden storehouse and weave jade flowers.
Qinyuanchun
Ci Yun Qiang Qingyun
Please tick to solve the debt of life and romance. Cover the attacking soldiers and surround them with flowers; Poisonous, laughing and singing. You know I am a Confucian, and I am happy in the Tao, which is definitely better than a bead curtain. Because of the mystery, I can't do it with a sigh, just wait for the rain.
What is the reason for rest? Tough guy like steel, never eats cows. But there are only 1000 articles, good poems and good songs; Nothing, nothing to worry about. Jiao Bo has drowned many people since ancient times. Can you still drown me? Look at that string doll, whoever gets it will collect it.
Nvguanzi
Yuanxi
Hua Hui is fragrant, and Qing Xue Swimming Pool Museum is picturesque. The spring breeze flies, Baochai is upstairs, and there is a flute and a glass lamp. Now the lights are hanging, not the dark dust and bright moon, but the yuan night. In recent years, I have been lazy and timid, ashamed to compete with moths.
Jiangcheng people played relatively quietly at first. Ask the prosperous who will solve it, and then borrow God. Red, but the dream is faint, the car is Ropa. Wu Jian is a silver powder, waiting to write a gossip about the scenery of his hometown. Laugh at neighbors, sing by the window, and the sun sets.
Nvguanzi
Hold a boat race
The electric flag is flying, and the two (Yi Long) are also fighting for Du Jie. Yunwai, Hunan, where are you alone? Green medicine is red, and Fang Fei remains unchanged. I have nothing to say. Unlike a white horse, the tide is surging. But it's a thousand years old, and there are still idle people hanging around.
I have been used to the suffering of pepper orchids all my life, and I am even more jealous of them. The knot is Joan's thread, and the material is faint, riding whale smoke. Chu leans against dusk, Qiong Xiao blows, and the waves are synchronized. Stay in the moon, stay in the island, stay in the festival, singing and singing.
Dashengle
Tao Chengzhi's birthday
Full moon is cool, Cui Qiao dances, and Shou Xian Qu is broken. What's more, I listened to the meteor, sang birthday words slowly and sang lotus songs in groups. The main Weng building is covered with cranes and smiles slightly red. The mentality is good, the official is stationed in the umbrella, and the spring is long.
I remember thunder flying very fast because of the ancestors of the Millennium. But I have also been to three paths, fusong picking chrysanthemums and embracing each other and singing. Precious Yunfu, the glory has passed, and he has a good taste in the light. If you don't quit and drink, there is a green lotus to store wine, as deep as a golden lotus.
Lianhuan Xie
Peony in Yuan Yue
Jealous of flowers and evil wind, blowing green shade but rising, disorderly red pool pavilion. In the beautiful scenery, there is a fairy flower, which blooms all over Qiongmei's small platform, with thin green foil. In the old days, I remembered the strings of Zeng Rao and Yu Nv. It's far from Chang 'an Road. Rich in purple, fat and yellow, but full of music.
Ji Rainbow in Tianjin seems to be just yesterday. Listening to the cuckoo's voice, spring is lonely. Scattered, flew into the south of the Yangtze River, turned into lakes and mountains, and the dream was hard to hold. A thousand flowers are worried, but they are trapped and hooked. Treat them with courtesy, get drunk and dance, and persuade flowers to enjoy themselves.
Yongyule
Green shadow
Clear the pool pavilion, moisten the mountain pavilion, and condense the clouds. There are no butterflies in front of cicadas, and flowers die with water. Xiyuan by-pass, Kesashige arrives. This is half the obstacle to drunkenness. Unless it is, Yinger is small and thin, secretly leading the chicks to wear it.
Dripping water under the plum eaves, the wind blowing down, and a ray of setting sun. Yu Zi knocked on the pestle and the incense landed on the headland. How deep is the sound? Layers of hatred, sadness, so uneasy and annoying. Should be hard to recognize, strive for the old museum in spring, lean on red apricots.
Huaxindong
Nantang Yuan Xi
Spring enters Nantang, pink plum blossoms, and smiles in the wind. The rainbow is dizzy through the curtain, the star carpet is in the lane, and there are treasures everywhere. The shadow of the balcony outside Jinmen is uneven, and the West Lake is misty. Twilight is far away, and hibiscus is in full bloom. Who moved them?
The two immortals are not old, accompanying Xi guests, warm and fragrant. Ice knocks for Cui, frost knocks for silver tube, and the bell is full. Drunk back to the deep courtyard, singing and dancing, carving and turning, the pearl is red and small. Phoenix willow, the slightest light smoke dawn.
Jin Zhanzi
Practice the moon and wander around the window, wake up at first, yellow flower bamboo pavilion. When the heart word Ye Xiang disappears (once cleared), people are lonely, and both birds are ashamed to look at it. I'm going to tell God to halve the autumn sound. Ruthless geese fly at the right time, calling for clouds to find companions.
I still remember the warm apricot trees, the silver candles, and the contribution of thin shadows. The spring vortex is dizzy, the red beans are small, the clothes of the warbler are tender, and the beads are light and fragrant. Self-confidence is mistaken for qingluan, and I want to cage the warbler. The wind knife is quick, and the painted plane tree is cut down. How to cut it down?
Xi Qian Ying
late spring
The gossamer is delicate, and the spring is hard to care about. Water heating into a line, the clouds are light and the shadows are deep, and Shuang Yan peeks at the curtain (a piece of grass gradually invades the skirt). Adding peony dew new color, the wind is swaying. In this scene, sing a song, why not?
Eat, drink, and be merry. Spring is just right, but the green window is helpless, lonely and negative. Brother Jin tuned his voice and asked for wine in a silver bottle. Zheng Nai was also fascinated. Because I am tired, I often lean against the hook bar. Deep in the green, after watching for a long time, flowers fly down. Eat, drink and be merry. Listen, Yinger turns to the green window and seems to meet. Poetry on the whitewashed wall, walking in the street, fighting for the temple, lost. Dream back to nothing during the day and talk about leaning against the railing. )
Zhou Jintang
lotus
The dyed willow smoke disappears, the rain breaks, and the setting sun is still vivid. Ran Yan Yu Fei Mei Fang, holds out the spiritual field. Qian Yuanyang has sent a message, so it's no harm to stay at your house. Jade, singing a solo, asked the princess to try to cook a clean meal.
Clouds are gradually rising on the lake, autumn is mighty and the fresh wind is exhausted. Give me a non-precept, non-Pei, and flowers make incense. Half-worm huts return to the shadows, and a few snails press the waves in moss stone. Yuanyang laughed. Why is it like leaving a pair of cockroaches hidden in the green and red?
spiritual song
Xiao Jiaxuan's style attracted the spirit of plum blossom.
Drunk, Joan, gone with the wind, send Wuyang away. If you don't go here, the hurricane will start and the sky will turn yellow slightly. Wild horses out of the dust, sweat (a dirty) jun out, white. Driving in the air, the clouds disperse, crossing the ocean to the east, flowing to the monarch, the other side is better.
The moon is full and there are many western chambers, and the cloud flute is more desolate. Come back for me, leaning on jiaozi's back, cold scales pale. Look down at Chunhong, smile with dignity and spit out the mountain fragrance. Jade bird dawn, your arrival, my heart is broken.
Ruihexian
Red leaves
It is cold and snowy. Gradually there were no cold marks, and scarlet was floating with cold blood. The mountain window dreams of sorrow, short songs are still leaning, and Yinger is new. The flower soul has not rested, and it seems to cherish fragrance. Pull the west wind, re-enter Rouke, and mistakenly dye the cloud.
Hugh said. Deep topic cotton cold, shallow dish Qiong Yi, dark spring has been vented, mixed feelings. Still, I'm not worried. Most pity him Nanyuan, the empty steps are full of piles, and people are separated by fairy sheds. Lock hibiscus, small hall in late autumn, broken insect v. moon.
Ruihexian
Watching the moon in the country
Smoke and geese. The drums are breaking and the streets are noisy. The wind has a cold back. Let the ice fly to the gap between the silk curtains (a spider). Qionggui sobbed (as a soul). Miss the countryside, frost and grass are woven. Manhui body, crane back, forget the old tour.
Very happy. Soak in the pot, dissolve in the pears in the garden, and even get drunk in spring. Yun Ke strikes, cherry is there, and dreams are hard to find. Advise the light to be bright at first sight, accompanied by secluded windows, and not to follow the night flute in the red chamber. For fear of being asked, Su E didn't know how to change the spectrum.
Ruihexian
Shoudongxuan. The day before in beginning of winter.
Jade frost gives birth to ears. There are clouds and bruises on the foggy continent, and the goose rope is low. The curtain hung down four times. The Jintang is cold and early, and the stove in the sky is fragrant. This is a hedge, deep in the flowers. I expect this flower to accompany me, but I don't want autumn to come back.
Happy. Bo's boat ride is a dangerous building and a beautiful place. The warbler sleeps in the cage and dances in red makeup. When the gauze lantern is scattered and the screen window is opened, it is strict. Caressing the green carpet, the small tent around the spring, also drunk.
Ruihexian
The main muscle element is snow. The fragrance of fragrant snow is even more unique. Plum blossoms are too lonely and clean. What does pear flower look like? The weather vane is hard to say. Cheung Chau is full of ripples, and it is expected that the edge of the honeymoon will be folded first. For beaded shoes and self-made cool clothes, I like to be light and light.
Clear and clear. The heart of the snail is green, the dragon kisses Qiongxian, and the assembly number. Slightly drunk, the window lights are dizzy. Counting the height of the silver platform, Fang Fei Xianpei traveled all over the clouds and leaves. When I came to sleep, I was in the red zone, and the moon was half a corridor.
Magnolia slowness
ice
He leaned against the fence of the swimming pool and asked Shan Ying, who stole it? But herons gather silk and hide embroidered feathers, which hinders bathing and floating. The cold current is dark, like a rhinoceros vertebra, and the moon is still knocking in autumn. Because I miss Liangheyuan, the powder pill has become golden.
The plastic surgery building is small and greasy, and it also rests when you are tired. What's more, pity him in the middle of the night, and the bottle is broken. Red watch. Tears dry to 10 thousand, waiting to wear, waiting to send, waiting to receive. I'm afraid the east wind hasn't turned, so I'll miss the boat.
Magnolia slowness
Redistribution
Vast glass, cold light, sunset continent. Look at the defeated willow floating branches, the residual reed scattered leaves, want to go and stay. Roy, in a teenager's dream, is peeking at the curtains and soaking in the moon to soften his muscles. People who miss their old age will freeze to death.
Gaze. Seeing the seagulls flying, the universe was silent. Tap on the purple inkstone, it is difficult to sing. Sounds good. The evening breeze rises again, but when I hear it, it is broken jade falling on the eaves. How many clubs jump into the brain and make mistakes when drunk.
Pearl curtain
Shou yue jun Xuan
The curtains of the library are wrapped around, slightly smoked, and the hanging signs are soft. Go upstairs to read immortals and turn to aunt Bao. Embroidered pavilion hairpin cloud shade, long life, Ying Ying persuasion. Controversy. But the cloud cares about things, and the flowers are shallow.
Before the golden drama sounded faint, the early rumors were released, and the fans of the dance shirt. Liu Yu's nest is cold, and then Hunan Juan. Wan Qiuxin Zhu Qiong Lola, Fine Drops and Silver Zhu Xiao Swallows. The deep courtyard is full of waist, and Yu Sheng is far away.
Gaoyangtai
Kapok hibiscus
Xiashuo curtain beads, clouds steaming jade, flying bells around the building. Wang Lang in the sky, where the hurricane stopped. Autumn fragrance keeps going away, with flowers overflowing and bright colors. When things turn to dust, husband and wife sing in the flute.
Jia Weng has a little cold marrow (a kind of sex) and is used to eating Yingzhou and drinking Lu Lanting. The house is red, and the new camp is a small flower city. The frost is thick, the moon is light, I dream at night, dreaming of immortals, leaning against the screen. * * * In the golden age, it was not Joan Ji, it was not.
Gaoyangtai
Song cuiying
Swallows roll filaments, bees stick floc, and God teaches you to be idle. Bright in leisure, blush in haste. The light is cold, but the words don't stop, and the shadows are separated. It hurts, but spring is hard to stay.
Incense dust everywhere, I asked who the cloud rang around the building. Don't pour the wine. You were worried before. Even with the wind blowing, my hometown has become autumn. Don't think about it, Liuwanxi, and sing a boat.
Gaoyangtai
Longyuanxiao
The stars at the end of the bridge sank, and the dust in the street gathered. God spared spring. At dusk in Gui Yue, golden willows change stars. When I met Xiaoqu, it was too cold, so it was warm and fragrant. But pity him, every other year, wasting money.
Human feelings are like moths (a kind of moths) dancing to the end, which is not as good as the first description when you turn the powder. Knowing the leisure path, the flowers are charming. An inch of residual red torch is at the tip of willow leaves, but I am still happy and moved by cherry. Drunk, don't remember Yuanxiao, just say flowers.
Spring and summer
Thanksgiver
Listen to Shen Shen, Xie Jiating and Dongfeng talking about Shuang Yan. It seems that North Korea is coming and all the stars in the sky will see you. Gold cut flowers are fragrant with purple mud, and embroidered vines are red and soft. Palaces that glow with loose wax and kitchen products with scales are still enviable.
The West Lake is full of willows. It is expected that Moon Fairy will be here, and the station will soar into the sky. Pay for many years, and you will see that the heart of the sea is shallow. Yu Pei Wuhoumen Liuyun, Xuexi (a cloud) and Huatong (a hole) Sanchun Garden. Slowly beat the warbler, urge the drum to urge the phoenix, and Cui Yin is born in the hospital.
Niannujiao
Shouxuejiatang
Jiaweng lay man, how ambitious and at what cost? Embroidered clothes and jade stand, Han xiaobiao, has traveled to weathered eight States. Advance and retreat and hide, at this time, it is about to rise to the top of the world. Yellow dust blew in his face, but he couldn't control the horse?
Humanitarian clouds have no intention of leaving the mountain. Was it unintentional? Since ancient times, officials have been rich and often paint. Only the Green Gate, a melon grower, has been telling a story for thousands of years. Jia Weng smiled and said, I love my crops today.
Jiangduchun
(One topic is Spring Sorrow)
How to draw spring sorrow? The warbler carries the snow and the flowers wither. The drizzle is deep, the moonlit corridor is inclined, and heavy curtains are hung. Remember to light the lamp at night when you come back, open it early, and put a red frame on it. Even if it is near, the scenery is lush and early summer.
Yahua. Each eyebrow is green and white, and hates Yu Pei's fighting dance, and the incense dust condenses the pavilions. Thousands of people were proposed and paid to Lan Xiang (one was Lan Xiang) Chilupa. Know that he fell off his horse sideways, at the bottom, from the stairs? Silent darkness, charming, Feng Chai slipped away.
Slow voice
The sound of autumn
Huanghua deep alley, red leaves and low windows, bleak autumn sound. Bean rain, there is wind in the middle. It's twenty-five o'clock now, and it's louder when you close the door and unlock it. An old friend is far away. Who shakes Yu Pei and rings the bell under the eaves?
Colorful trumpets sounded the moon setting, and gradually the horse moved and made four screams. Flashing adjacent lights, there is still anvil sound in front of the lights. I know he complained of sadness until dawn, and he mumbled and mumbled. If the complaint is outstanding, divide it in half with a goose voice.
Tail offender
cold night
Leaning on the reading bed at night, breaking the spittoon, the lights are dizzy and extinguished. The west wind is disturbing, and the bells are frequently switched on and off. People * * * language (a smile) warm taro fire; Wild geese fly alone, whispering juniper (one for inspection, the other for millet) snow. There are fish and sky all over the railing, so there is nothing to worry about.
Dancing sword beside the chicken, I didn't expect such a hero. Skinny and angular, but sad and iron. Right or wrong dreams, no conscience to remember, like eyes, colorful Cui Wei. The heart of integrity is there, when it comes to plum blossoms, it is said.
Man Jiang Hong
One is homesick, and the other is lusa tobacco reed. Come with me, sorry, thank him for being poor. New green, old red spring and old, less mysterious and old white life. The situation is ruthless, the world is worldly, and the sun is dying.
Word field pen, row of ants; Battlefield, hiding ants. Ask how sunny it is, leaning on vines? Running around the castle peak house, stacking books and wine bottles at the bow and stern. I covet gold, fight for it, and be crazy about it.
Man Jiang Hong
(One topic is autumn travel)
There is no sorrow in autumn, but it is the quietness of autumn. When I became the boss, I knocked on the Qin Dynasty and moved pottery. All mistakes are made because of sparseness. When you are free, you look for them in poverty. Laughing at newcomers and meddling are signs of success.
Double door cover, single lamp; Bookshelves, piano wall hanging. There is no such thing as a smile, and the small window is quiet. The waves are far away, the leaves are ringing, and the rain is counting the water drops on the treetops. I dreamt vaguely of my hometown people, who were playing the flute.
Tan fangxin
chrysanthemum
Cui Yin (as a cen) is silent (as a whistle), like someone Huang Shang, alone in Egypt. It's not too early to know you and hate you. Looking forward to the soul of Tao Lingyin, this Chou-heung will be wonderful. The proud frost period is waiting for her predecessor, leaning against the window.
Looking back on drunkenness. Control horse velvet edge, red velvet hat. Indifferent to Dongli, who would dream of flying? Recite the long sentences three times, chat, send flowers and smile. Stop drinking on credit and wake up to see the flowers just right.
Meihuayin
Jingxi block snow
Bai Ou asked me if I wanted to be alone, physically or mentally. If the heart stays, why lock the eyebrows. The wind plays the small curtain lamp and dances dizzy, indifferent to the idle shadow, recalling the past.
Is it an old tour now? Flower House, Liu Xia Boat. Can't dream, can't dream, cold water is empty. Huang Yun desert is saturated with kapok fur. Everyone knows that no one is worried about me. It snows tonight, and there are plum blossoms, like me.
Dong Xian ge
Missing friends in the rain
Where is the most unforgettable glass of wine in the world? Stop thinking about friends and relatives. At this time, there is no light, and there are many sorrows and joys. Beyond the west wind, willows wither.
Late last night, books were dumped, and little red beans hung candles in the window. When we got to the door, the rain was already rustling. It rained today, and this feeling is not old. With my son and Xiang Cai Huang Hua, I'm not sure if it will be sunny on Chongyang.
Dong Xian ge
willow
Branches and leaves fiddled by the east wind. Even the warbler window is moving inch by inch. From goose yellow to flying cotton, who cares about seeing off spring?
Gentle hearts are there, teaching tourists, drinking and dancing, and singing wildly. What's more, the greedy learning moth in the mirror moved to a new species next to the makeup building. There is always no way, and the river locks the sadness. It's rainy and the shade is like a dream.
Tallest building
Push spring
When will the Spring Festival look good? Sooner than later. Rou Chen Xiang specializes in green wine, and the deep courtyard draws heavy curtains. Some are sunny and warm as spring.
One piece, Cher, a little, it's raining. It's only a matter of time. It's over. Youyou didn't take advantage of plum blossom, but quickly took Liu Huafei. Qian oriole, will be human language, reported spring.
Zhu Yingtai
Follow a given or another poet's rhythmic sequence.
Willow side building, flower pavilion, low-volume embroidered curtain and a half. Tencel outside the curtain is as disturbing as emotional confusion. I know where he is, wandering around, with moth-green eyebrows and small goose-yellow sleeves.
The most sighing thing is that Zheng's face is an inch deep in dust, and the jade column net is inclined to geese. Look at the words "red wither" and "cut the candle". The east wind blew my mind away several times, but I didn't care.
Wind blowing loose
Play with people and take concubines.
When the east wind reaches the old peach branch, the fairy dream has been lost. Where the column is painted with red flowers, the curtain is still thick. Hate to kill Hedong lions and scare seagulls back to the bottom of the sea.
It's too late to take a small step, and it's too late to take a step. The heartbreak is not after parting, but when Yuan Lai lapels. Liu An still carrying hand, blue room early cover Zhu Fei.
Xie peiling
spring
Whether it's sunny in spring or in chun yin, it's better to have some spring rain. Spring rain is like silk, embroidered with red flowers. But he, Meng Po Soap.
The plum blossom wind is small (silent), the apricot blossom wind is small, and the Haitang wind is suddenly cold. There are twenty-four winds in spring. The wind of neem flowers is blowing, but wait a minute.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Su Long has Zhu Shi building.
A small balcony with a wide view. Look at the shutter, look at the shutter at dusk. My hometown looks sad at first sight. Clouds are foggy and water is foggy.
God doesn't teach people to dream. Last night was cold in spring, but tonight is cold in spring. Pears bloom at the end of the month. Knock on the railing, pat the railing.
A cluster of plum blossoms
The boat crossed the Wujiang River.
A piece of spring sorrow is waiting for (a belt) to be filled with wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang (making a gesture) and Tainianjiao. The wind is blowing and the rain is rustling.
When will you go home to wash the guest robes (works by Yun Fan Xiepu Bridge)? Yin Zi Sheng (Guzheng) tune, the heart is fragrant. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.
Tang duoling
Manual Xuan
Autumn blue and clear bay, between clouds and shadows on the balcony. I remember Xianjia and Yuan were in Pengshan. Flying wild goose peak is less dusty, 30,000 hectares, and the jade is boundless.
The golden lamp hangs down the lotus and shakes the incense mist. Ren Furong, the moon turns to Zhu Lan. The weather is cold, not cold, after the ninth day and before Koharu.
Liu zaoqing
Talking about the old prostitute Pan Shi.
Drink and whisper, the lights are off, the door is quiet. Flowers bloom several times, wither several times and turn yellow again.
Pan Niang is not Pan Lang, but she is expected to touch her temples with frost. The parrot bar is empty, the Yuanyang pot is broken and the smoke is misty.
Ruan Langgui
Kezhongsi Ma Jishan
The sound of geese on the back of the snow flying lamp is low, and the cold produces a red quilt pool. Standing by the small screen for a long time, looking at the horses.
New tears, old poems, general ribbons hanging down. Joan Xiao is miserable every night. Do you know plum blossoms?
Jin Jiaoye
Sleepless in autumn night
Clouds and blue curtains, stars and broken beads all over the sky. Look at me outside the lonely toad fence and look around the corner.
Wine awakens the cold anvil, and dreams fear evil when sleeping. The pillow screen is more picturesque, and the flat sand breaks the geese.
Qin Yi goose
He Lu
The mountains are infinite, and try to climb the Wu Palace. Wugong is a deep dock and a shallow forest.
(missing)
Qiaojinmen
Three songs (missing)
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Two songs (missing)
Bu operator
Two songs (missing)
Double-sky sedan chair
Five songs (missing)
Dianjiangchun
Two songs (missing)
Zhao junfen
Although the burden is small, a white and red game is not bad. Sell it to the owner and the west.
There were shouts outside the curtain, and the maids inside the curtain entered the newspaper. Begging to buy plum blossoms? Buy peach blossoms?
Publisher: This poem was originally missing, but later it was supplemented by Song Ci, which was compiled from Yongle Daqu.
well
There is a shadow of a phoenix in jathyapple Creek, and the top of a crane is exposed by a small rock flower. After playing the world of mortals for half a lifetime, I finally lost my village scenery. Village view, village view, firewood axe farming fishing boat.
Konakayama
Qingpu melts through the clouds. Whose house is it on the balcony? Silver red skirt flounced court tulle. Sitting in front of the wind, fighting for golden buds.
People scatter trees and crows. The dough won't stick, it's old and prosperous. The moon mark on the tail of Ssangyong is oblique. Now, cold water chestnut.
Konakayama
I was accompanied by Fang Qing and Pei Huan. The west wind blew the dream down and fell into the world. No vacation is divided into carved columns. Peeping at the makeup mirror is also near the creek bay.
Who here has compassion? Cows are lying in the sunset and shepherds are climbing. Advise Hua not to suffer and hate every day. Never. Unfortunately for Zhu Yan.
Baizhu
Spring is sunny and cold with low clouds. Qiong Bao shows that it is the east wind that does evil. Vortex arrangement, a pair of silver garlic curtains. Gully. Aquatic ripples, wrinkled green, fish jumping first. Chengmen Lane, Peach Tree Red. Know, Ji Hua baked green calyx.
I remember listening to the sound of Liu Anying yesterday, which attracted butterfly lace. Recently, I saw it again and lost weight. Ask Meishan, Xiaocui, for whom? In the courtyard under the setting sun, there are spider silk everywhere, and the strings of Yuqin are everywhere. The only smell outside is the sound of scissors, deep in the dressing room. Except for the tailor, Bai Zhuchun's shirt is thin.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Fenglian
I like lotus flowers best. The clouds are moving and the flowers are trembling with charm. A wisp of breeze comes from afar, and the red is low and the cold wave is shallow.
It's Yang Jia Zhang Jingwan. Holding the moon and floating smoke, tired of dancing? The trombone incense was exhibited, but it was frequently turned over and did not sleep.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Bookstore
The willow blossoms are bright, and the spring is dark. Luer is too young to hide his worries. He and Yun Fei went to look for his boat several times.
Heaven pity the Hakka hometown to close the garden and borrow flowers to eliminate their worries. Begonia is red, near the green railing, but it is already late.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Listening to the rain song upstairs, the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, and the wild geese in the river are called the west wind.
Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn.
Nanxiangzi
Boating geese in Xiaotingzhou, the autumn skirt is full of water. I can't find any flowers on the skirt, so I'll go over them again. Each willow tree has only half a hook in the moon.
I plan to build a floor, and I hope the Yi family can see it. I am also afraid that the powder will rise in the end. Into acacia and trouble.
Nanxiangzi
Tangmen yuanxiao
Cuiti night tour bus, not to the mountain side and water cliff. There are three or four paper lamps next door. Then make Yuanxiao.
Who leans on plum blossoms, thinking that the lamp carpet drops crimson yarn. As the old saying goes, the dream is still unfinished. For more than a hundred years, I only dreamed of China.
Buchangong
osmanthus flowers
Green flowers are cut into delicate clouds, thin, leaving makeup spots and chrysanthemums before and after. Juanjuanyue is also scented, not to mention slim sleeves?
The autumn window is suddenly westerly all night, and the green lock pearls are beautiful. The wealth in the world always stinks and smells like dew and climbing flowers.
Buchangong
spring scenery
When the jade window is locked, it smells like Yun Qi, calling for a low knock with green sleeves. The words in the tassel are slightly wrong, but they lean on red berries.
On the curtain, the moonlight is like a billiard hall, chun yin. The sound of spring is not as fine as sunny, urging snow and songs to stop singing.
Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
Taohuawan Maji
The Qin people occupied the land of Taoyuan, saying that the flowers were deep enough to avoid the world. Are there no flowers in Taohuawan? Lv Zheng Malays can't stop it.
In the Ming Dynasty, the little chef of hippo went to wear flowers to see the place where the frost hoof gouged out the stone. The vast Qin dynasty is a matter of right and wrong, in case of begging for flowers and explaining words.
Love embroidered blanket
Money goes into small sleeve, crosses the bridge pavilion, leans against the tree and listens to the warblers. The willow line hangs low, the clouds hang down, and the phoenix is half horizontal.
Hong Wei's shadow turned into a clear window and one day, the blue heart overflowed, but it didn't reach embroidery. Patience, hate in spring (hate in the early days), and live in the green moth bend.
Langtaosha
People love fresh makeup, and I love residual makeup. Cuichai has a desire to die. There is nothing in Ye Xiang, and it is cool on the moon.
The new piano is difficult to learn, but it is also worrying about the moth bend. A bed of waves has not turned red yet. Hearing people urging them to ignore them, they went to wash pearls.
Langtaosha
Double Ninth Festival
Lulu dew, sparse bath, autumn full curtain. Yanqin is speechless. Pinch through the east window to see the bright moon, hibiscus is in the morning.
Smoke and water in the past were lonely. One respect is empty. I don't know how to blow off my hat and hate the west wind.