The more four-word words, good sentences and good paragraphs in a dream of red mansions, the better.
Baochai
cherishes her graceful posture and covers the door during the day, and irrigates the moss basin by hand.
The rouge washes out the autumn shadow, and the ice and snow attract the soul.
Only when she is pale can she know that the flowers are more colorful, and her sorrow makes her jade traceless.
To repay Bai Di with her cleanliness, Without a word, I feel faint.
Baoyu
The autumn looks pale and reflects the heavy door, and the seven knots are full of snow.
Taking a bath is too real to make a shadow, and holding Xizi Jade as my soul.
The breeze will not disperse a thousand points, and the rain will add a trace of tears.
If you are interested in leaning on the painting column alone, you will clear your anvil and complain about the flute to send you to dusk. Daiyu
In autumn, women in always in my heart wiped the crow marks.
Who did you complain to in silence? You were faint from the west wind night.
Xiangyun
One of the immortals came to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade.
Frost moths prefer cold, and they leave their souls unless they are off the stage.
Autumn Yin holds out snow, and rain stains add to the night marks. < p It is also suitable for a corner or a pot.
Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and it is easy for people to grieve for autumn.
Jade candles dry tears in the wind, and crystal curtains separate the marks in the broken moon.
You complain to Chang 'e about your lust, but the night is faint in the empty corridor.
Chrysanthemum poems
Recalling chrysanthemums-Heng Wujun
Looking at the west wind and brooding.
Who pities me for the disease of yellow flowers? It is comforting to say that I will see you in Chongyang for a long time.
The chrysanthemum-Yihong Gongzi
moved here with a hoe in the autumn nursery, so she planted it in front of the hedge yard.
I didn't expect to live in the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost to bloom today.
I have a thousand poems about autumn colors and drunk a glass of cold fragrant wine.
A few cases of Tingting adorn the secluded place.
Fragrance is revealed in three paths every other seat, and the book thrower is interested in an autumn.
Frost clears the paper account, making a new dream, and the nursery is cold and setting in the sun, reminiscing about the past.
Being proud of the world, because of the same smell, the spring breeze is not as good as stay for a long time.
Painting chrysanthemums-Heng Wujun
I don't know how crazy I am about the pen after poetry. Is it a contest between Dan Qing and Fei? Stick a screen to chat to comfort Chongyang.
Zanju-Banana Xiake
Bottles are busy for hedgerow planting, so I can forget the makeup in the mirror.
Chang 'an's son is addicted to flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is an alcoholic.
His short temples are stained with cold dew, and Gejin incense is stained with nine autumn frost.
When he is out of fashion, clap your hands and let him laugh at the roadside. Looking back on the past, you can still find Tao Lingmeng.
When you go to sleep, you will be annoyed when you wake up.
When you wake up, who will complain about the bitterness, and the grass will be cold and the smoke will be infinite.
Visit Chrysanthemum-Yihong's son, and try it while the frost is fine, and the wine glass will light up stay for a long time.
Who planted it before and after the frost, and where are you worried by the fence outside the sill. < Don't bear to hang a staff today.
It's more expensive than gold to move to an old friend of Chrysanthemum-Pillow Xia's
A cluster of flowers is shallow and a cluster of flowers is deep.
Sitting on the edge of a sparse hedge, sitting on a branch head, holding your knees in a cold fragrance, singing.
Counting it is even more arrogant, and it seems that I am the only one who knows you.
Qiu Guang has lived up to it. With a sweet tongue, she sings to the moon.
The paper is full of self-pity and complaints, and it is a piece of talk about who will tell Qiu Xin.
After Tao Lingping's chapter, the eternal high wind talks about this day.
Ask Ju-Princess Xiaoxiang
If you want to know about autumn's feelings, murmur and knock on the east fence with a negative hand.
If you stand aloof, who will hide, it will bloom as usual.
Why is the frost in the garden lonely, and can you miss Hong Gui's illness?
If you don't talk about anything in the world, why don't you talk about it?
Ju Ying-Zhen Xia's old friend
Qiu Guang has a lot of overlapping, and it dives into three paths.
The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen is exquisitely locked.
The cold fragrance stays where the soul should stay, and the frost seal is vivid, and the dream is empty.
Take care of the faint fragrance. It's just after the light snow.
There is more fragrant gold on the base, and the branches are not covered with green leaves.
Half-bed falling moon flies, and Wan Li's cold cloud is late in yan zhen.
It's time to say goodbye to the autumn wind next year, so don't miss it for the time being.
Chanting willow
Like a dream-Xiangyun
Is it embroidered velvet and residual vomit, rolled up? Don't make the spring scenery go away.
Xijiang Moon-Baoqin
Hanyuan is scattered and limited, and Sui Dykes are dotted endlessly. In the third spring, the east wind pays off, and the bright moon and plum blossoms dream.
In several courtyards, who has a fragrant snow curtain? Jiangnan jiangbei is generally the same, but it is hateful to leave people!
Like a dream-Daiyu
The powder falls into Baihua State, and the fragrance remains in the swallow's nest. Groups of people are paired up. Wandering is like a thin life, empty and romantic.
Even the grass and trees know their worries, but the young flowers are bald! Sigh, who will give up and who will accept this life? Marry Dong Fengchun regardless, let him go, and endure stay for a long time.
Linjiangxian-Baochai
Bai Yutang gave up dancing in the previous spring, and the east wind rolled evenly. There were a lot of butterflies in the swarm. After several times, it was necessary to entrust Fang Chen with the water.
After all, he did not change, let him get together with him. Shao Hua had no roots in laughter, so he took advantage of the wind to send me to Qingyun.
Grand View Garden's inscription
Vast and pleasant plaque-Spring Festival
The garden is exquisitely prepared, and it was ordered to be ashamed of its profundity.
Who believes that there is such a world, and you can't think clearly when you come to Ning?
The plaque of article creation-Xichun
The landscape stretches thousands of miles away,
The tower rises from the five clouds.
The garden is built in the brilliance of the sun and the moon,
The landscape captures the contribution of article creation.
The plaque of Zhong Rui, Xue Baochai, is condensed.
The fragrant garden is built to the west of the emperor, and the auspicious clouds of China are shrouded in wonder.
Gao Liuxi moves the warbler. How dare you say goodbye when you are ashamed?
Baoyu, an instrument minister from Feng Lai, would like to write a question
Showing jade has just come to fruition, and it is worthy to treat the phoenix.
The poles are green and dripping, and all of them are green and cool.
The water is blocked by the bricks, and the ding fragrance is blocked by the curtains.
Don't shake the broken shadows, so that the days are long.
Yihong is fast and green < Lean on the stone to protect the smoke.
In the east wind, the owner should be merciful.
Vientiane's plaque for glory-Tanchun
The famous garden was built with great momentum, and he was ordered to be ashamed of his shallow knowledge.
He could not say how exquisite it was for a while, and sure enough, everything was brilliant.
Li Wan, a plaque with literary talent and romantic style, embraced the beautiful water and the beautiful mountains, and enjoyed his literary talent. Why is the immortal lucky to go down to the Yaotai?
Once the famous garden was invited to visit, no mortal was allowed to come here.
The plaque of the immortal source outside the world-Lin Daiyu
Where the famous garden was built, the fairyland was different from the world of mortals.
Thanks to the beautiful mountains and rivers, the scenery was new.
It was fragrant and fragrant with Jingu wine, and people in Yutang were charmed with flowers.
Why was it lucky to invite grace? Gently drag a wisp of incense.
The light smoke is winding, and the cool green drops in the cloister.
Who says that the pond is winding, the Xie family has a long dream.
Apricot curtains are in sight.
Apricot curtains attract guests to drink, and there is a mountain villa in sight.
Lingbi Goose Water, Sang Yu Swallow Beam.
A bed of spring leeks. The frog across the lane doesn't really listen.
It's cold on the pillow, and it's raining outside the window.
I'm angry because of who I'm crying in tears.
Naturally, I'm lazy, and I can't stand laughing.
Autumn night is a thing.
There's no noise in the crimson cloud porch, and my soul is flowing. Heavy smoke calls for brew tea. It's a summer night.
A beautiful woman who is tired of embroidering dreams grows long, and a parrot in a golden cage calls for tea soup.
When the window is bright, she opens the palace mirror, and the room is misty, the sandalwood is fragrant.
The amber cup is slippery and the glass sill is cool.
The water pavilion moves everywhere, and the curtain rolls up the Zhu Lou for evening makeup.
It's a winter night. There are no warblers everywhere.
My daughter's poems with green sleeves are cold, but my son's wine is light.
I like to wait on my son to try tea and sweep the new snow to cook in time.
Eating crabs
Baoyu
Holding claws is more like keeping the osmanthus cool, and splashing vinegar on ginger makes him crazy.
A gluttonous prince and grandson should have wine, but a rampant son has no intestines. Poxian used to laugh and be busy all her life.
Baochai sings about eating crabs.
Gui Ai Tong sits in the shade and looks forward to Chongyang.
There is no latitude and longitude in the road ahead, and the skin is dark and yellow in the spring and autumn.
Chrysanthemum is still used when wine is not hostile to fishy smell, and ginger must be preserved when it is cold.
What is the benefit of falling into the pot today, and there is millet fragrance in Yuepu. Daiyu
The shell is red and the fat is fragrant.
More meat makes me feel pity for you. Who can persuade me to help you?
For the festival of Si Jiapin, the sweet breeze brings frost to the chrysanthemum.
The couplet poem
Lu Xuean strives for an impromptu poem
The north wind is tight all night, and Xifeng
opens the door and the snow is still floating. When she enters the mud, she feels white, and Li. Li Qi
Yang Hui's bucket turns. The cold mountain has lost its green, and Li Wen
does not smell the tide in the frozen pool. It is easy to hang willow branches and smoke
but it is difficult to pile up broken leaves and bananas. Musk coal melts into a treasure tripod, and Xiangyun
has a golden mink in its sleeve cage. Light grabs the window mirror, and Baoqin
sticks pepper on the wall. Baoyu
whose jade flute is it? Aochoukun's shaft is trapped, and Baochai
fights against the clouds. The wild shore returns to the lonely mountain, and Xiangyun
sings the whip and points to the Baqiao Bridge. Give Qiu pity and comfort, and Baoqin
adds the words to the levy. The depression and the danger of foreign countries are judged, and Xiangyun
branches are afraid of shaking. Baoqin
snakes are all the way away. The flower edge is cold, and the color of Xiangyun
is not afraid of frost fading. The deep courtyard scares the cold birds, exploring the spring
makes the empty mountains cry for the old (owls). The steps follow up and down, and the smoke
floats in the pool. It shines in Linqingxiao, and Xiangyun
is colorful. Baoqin
lost its beauty in the sea. Xiangyun
was lonely, but Daiyu
was poor and pregnant. Xiangyun
brew tea's ice was boiling, and Baoqin
boiled wine leaves were hard to burn. Xiangyun
was not swept by a broom monk, but Daiyu
. Daiyu
is drunk when drenched with bamboo. Baochai
or a wet mandarin duck belt, when Baoqin
coagulates jade, Xiangyun
still has a pulse when there is no wind, and Daiyu
drizzles when it doesn't rain. Baoqin
wants to be happy now, and Li Wan
wishes Shunyao and Li Qi
three or five with poems.
Who doesn't open the porch? Cut it in a light cold wind,
Beautiful night scenes. Fight for cakes and mock yellow hair.
Divide melons into green flowers. Fragrant new glory and jade laurel.
Jin Xuan is healthy and luxuriant in color.
Candles spread flowers and drums. Sunny light shakes the courtyard, and
It raises chaos and beauty.
Scenery or door-to-door. The wine is still there,
The music is even worse. The words are gradually silent,
There are traces of snow and frost left in the air. The steps are exposed to bacteria,
The courtyard smoke is gathering in the evening, and the autumn is rushing to shed stone marrow,
The leaves are gathering clouds and roots. Baowu is lonely and clean, < p
Leng Yue buries the soul of flowers.
Miaoyu Youzhong Autumn Night Grand View Garden is an impromptu couplet. 35 rhymes
Fragrant seal is used to sell the golden tripod, and the fat ice is greasy with the jade basin.
The flute makes the woman cry, and the maid is warm.
The empty account hangs the phoenix, and the screen hides the color.
The thick moss is smoother. Xiao Lutun.
There are thousands of birds in the forest, and an ape in the valley.
You forget the path when you are familiar with it, but you don't ask the source when you know it from the spring.
There are bells ringing in the Cuisi Temple, and chickens singing in the Daoxiang Village.
There are joys and sorrows, so don't worry.
Love is only sent by yourself. Before the cold, you laugh at the east wind.
It's hard to tell the difference between the soul flying in Yuling and the spring, but it's hard to tell the difference between the clouds and the floating dreams.
The green calyx adds makeup to melt the treasure torch, and the fairy helps the drunk to cross the residual rainbow.
It seems that it's not an ordinary color, and the shade is from his snow and ice.
The word "Mei" and Li Wen
Bai Mei is lazy to give red berries, and to show off her beauty to welcome the drunk first. It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts.
The word "flower" is Xue Baoqin.
Sparse branches are bright flowers, and children compete for luxury in spring makeup.
There is no snow on the threshold of leisure, and there is sunset in the empty mountains.
The dream is cold with the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of immortals is crimson.
Its predecessor must be a Yao and Taiwan species, and there is no doubt about the color difference. <
help the autumn wind