Yangzhou man

Xi Chunbing applied to go to Japan and gave it to Wei Yang. At the beginning of the night snow, the wheat is looking forward to it. Entering the city, you will look around for depression, cold water is green, dusk is rising, and corners are sad. I feel sad from it and feel sorry for past lives, because I am watching this song. Yan Qian, an old man, thinks there is sadness in "millet separation".

Huaizuomingdu, Zhuxi is a good place with few saddles on the initial journey.

Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.

Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers.

At dusk, the horn is bright and the cold is blowing, all in the empty city.

Du's reward is now surprisingly heavy.

Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate.

The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent.

After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year.

Apricot skyhawk

In winter in Wu Bing, the mouth is made. Ding Wei went to Jinling on the second day of the first month. Looking at Huai Chu in the north, the moon is clear and beautiful, and the boat hangs on the table, allowing waves.

The green silk blows the mandarin duck spectrum.

I think peach leaves were called crossing at that time.

I will worry about my eyes and the spring breeze again.

Rely on orchids and stay less.

Jinling road.

This songbird sings and dances.

The tide knows the worst.

Man Ting Cao Fang didn't come back, sunset.

Drive the boat farther and farther.

Yu Meiling (Gao Pingtiao)

Shi Hu's own voice, no words, ordered the production.

Shi Hu House is in the south, with a garden across the river, Yuan Yue Village, plum blossoms falling snow, and a deep bamboo courtyard, but Shi Hu is afraid of the cold, so he plays.

Sparse snowflakes.

Scattered into the southwest garden.

Spring cold lock, old pavilion.

There are several trees in Yumei, with their backs to the east wind, but their flowers are tall and fragrant.

The public can appreciate it, but the plum blossom can persuade it.

If the flowers grow well, I hope the males are healthier.

Then knead spring to make wine, snow to make new poems, and fight for a day to turn flowers.

Tasha shop

From Miandong, Ding Weiyuan arrived in Jinling, dreaming on the river.

Yanyan is light and delicate.

See Hua Xu again.

The night is long and bitter, and early spring is dyed by acacia.

No more writing, no more sewing.

Away from the soul, away from the language.

The bright moon in Huainan and Qian Shan are cold and nobody cares.

Huanxisha

Bing Chen is less than five days old, Wu Songzuo.

The geese are afraid of heavy clouds and refuse to crow.

The painting boat worries about the west of Shitang.

The first wind and waves are forbidden.

Spring has gradually ushered in green, and Xiaomei should grow branches.

A year's lights bring people home.

Nishang is the first in the middle class

At the age of five, Bingwu stayed in Changsha and went to Zhu Rong, where he was praised as Huangdi Salt and Styrax by Zule. He also got eighteen Shang tunes of Gong Yue Gu Shu, all of which were empty and wordless. According to Shen Shi's music, it's a business tune, it's a business tune. Lotte's poem says that "six questions are out of order", which is special and unknown. However, the syllable is elegant, unlike this song. I was overwhelmed and made a preface, which was spread all over the world. Traveling, feeling this ancient sound, I don't know the hatred of words.

The lotus leaves are scattered, but they are not returned.

Sick but weak.

What's more, the fan is getting thinner and thinner, and Se has begun to find it.

Time flies.

Sigh apricot beam, double face as a guest.

Where are people? A faint moonlight seems to shine with color.

Quiet.

Singing on the wall.

Transfer letters and clear your worries.

Meditate on the young wanderer.

In the flute, the mountain is closed, and in Liu Xiahui, it is a strange place.

There is no information in the red, and the dark water is trickling.

Wandering for a long time, what's the point now, lying drunk by the wine.

2 Li Yu

Langtaosha

Yu Li

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.

Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.

I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Not leaning on the fence, the vast mountains and rivers,

It's easier to see when it's not.

Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

Yu Li

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past.

The small building blew eastward again last night.

The old country can't bear to look back on the mid-Ming Dynasty.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them.

Ask how sad you can be,

Like a river flowing eastward.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues.

After half a day's silence,

The sound of the bamboo crescent moon is still like that of the past.

The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over.

Candles are bright and fragrant, and paintings are deep.

The temple is full of frost and snow, which is hard to remember.

Langtaosha

The past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery.

Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind.

The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long?

Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality.

On a cool night, the moonlight blooms.

I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai.

3 Su Shi

Jiangchengzi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is expected that every year there will be heartbroken, moonlit and short matsuoka.

Jiangchengzi went hunting in Michigan.

I am a teenager. Draw yellow on the left, hold pale on the right, wear mink and fur in brocade hats, and ride thousands of horses to level the hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

The wine is full and the box is still open. Why not put some cream on your temples? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? Bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.

Niannujiao

The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history.

The end of the world is endless! When they met, they hurried by.

I want to send a thousand tears of acacia, but I can't, Chu Jiangdong.

Affectionate wind Wan Li swept away the tide and returned it mercilessly.

Needless to say, everything turns empty and dreams without turning your head.

Getting drunk when meeting is the leading edge.

High feelings have vanished, not with pear flower dreams.

Sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no loneliness.

Human taste is pure happiness.

This life is not a good night. Where will the bright moon look next year?

With the help of flying souls, I think of you and you think of me.

Everything is a dream in the end. Take a rest. The yellow butterfly will worry tomorrow.

When I was alive, I was a rich grass head, and I was always behind.

I am thinking that Lingnan should be bad, but it is said that this peace of mind is my hometown.

Don't miss the old country for the sake of old friends, try new fire, new tea and poetry wine while you are young.

Prelude to water melody

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. I can't stand the cold at the top of the mountain. I dance to find out what my shadow looks like on the earth.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate. It was difficult to be complete in ancient times, because people had joys and sorrows, and the moon was full of rain and shine. We hope to live a long life for each other to share the beauty of this beautiful moonlight, even though we are separated from Wan Li.

spiritual song

If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water.

In detail, it seems that it is not a small flower, but a tear.

Ding Fengbo

Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A misty rain will last a lifetime!

Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.

A butterfly in love with flowers

There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp?

The ship left, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.

4 Li Qingzhao

Slow voice

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Complain about one's feelings

At night, God's mouth removes makeup late, and the plum calyx sticks. When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return.

People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Back to Hong Sheng, the broken rinspeed, the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace. The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp.

The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow. Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The wind is soft, spring is still early, and the shirt is in a good mood. I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples.

Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear.

within walking distance

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.

The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The soul dream is unbearable, miserable, and even more screaming.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Every year in the snow, I often get drunk with plum blossoms, and I don't care, so I win tears all over my clothes!

I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.

Qin Yi goose

Forests, chaotic mountains and thin smog in Ye Ping. The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk.

The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.

5 Xin Qiji

Pusajiang jujube mouth and nose

How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai? Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains!

Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.

Bodhisattva Man Banquet Pavilion is dedicated to Prime Minister Ye.

There are countless horses in the castle peak. The misty rain is low, I hope not to come.

People always worry when they talk on their heads. Sha Ou clapped his hands and laughed with a sad face.

Qingpingle reading Boshan Wang Shian

Hungry mice ran around the bed and bats danced around the dark oil lamp. There is a breeze blowing in the room, and it is raining hard. I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.

From the northern frontier to the south, and now retired to the forest, it is already an old face with white hair. A cold autumn wind blew through the thin cloth quilt and woke up suddenly. It was still a dream country in front of me.

Qingpingle country house

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?

The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. I like children's hooligans (naughty) best, lying on the stream peeling lotus flowers.

What qingping le xiao jian shan garden saw.

Li Anyun Songzhu, everything starts from now on. The meat and liquor at the head of the bed are cooked with crutches first.

Children are stealing a long pole in Lizaoshan Garden in Xifeng. Don't surprise others. I will sit quietly and watch.

Ruan Langgui, a native of Leiyang Daozhong, gave a promotion to Zhang Chu's father.

The lights in front of the mountain are flashing, and towards dusk, a cloud is floating around the mountain. The partridge heard the voices of several families living in the village. I was on the lonely Xiaoxiang Road, and I seemed to meet an old friend.

When the young man also learned that Zhuge Liang was holding a feather fan, holding his head high and commanding thousands of troops to fight the enemy with ease. Nowadays, the withered fu evokes the soul, and the Confucian crown is even more wrong!

Too often cited "Jiankang Mid-Autumn Festival" as Lu Zhifu.

A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground. Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair!

It's easy to go by the wind, and Wan Li is in the sky and straight down the mountains and rivers. Going to Guangxi is more humane and clear!

On the twelfth day of Xijiang month, Cao paid the bill with family matters.

Everything is fleeting, and after a hundred years, another village will emerge. What is the most suitable now? Drunk, swimming, sleeping.

Take advantage of the early eager opportunity to accept and pay more. Nai Weng is still in charge of something, bamboo tube mountain tube water.

Zhegutian Xiti Village Residence

Chickens and ducks flock together and don't close the door at night. Sang Ma grows more than the roof. I don't care about anything, I envy rural life very much; Don't eat anything, just eat.

The new willow and the old sandbar flowed last year to combat the flow. I said I have children here, and I will hire Zhou if I don't marry Jin.

Partridge swan lake return disease

The pillow creek hall is cold and autumn, and the clouds break through the water and harvest late. Red-violet snuggled up to each other like a drunk, and Bai Niao was speechless and worried.

Books are enterprising, and taking a break, one mountain and one valley is also romantic. I don't know how weak my muscles are, but Chueh-hsin is too lazy to go upstairs.

This Gutian scared people away.

Tears haven't dried yet, so we need to do more work and eat more. The water is connected, as if the trees on both sides of the river extend into the endless distance, and the dark clouds with rain buried half the mountain.

There are thousands of hatreds in the past and present, only parting is joys and sorrows. It's not very sinister, but the journey of mankind is even more difficult.

Zhegutian Dai people's house

In the evening, Western jackdaw in the west is sad, and Liutang is green but gentle. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.

Heartbroken, tears are hard to collect, and acacia belongs to xiaohonglou. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.

Yulouchun Xifu Yunshan

Who left Shantui at midnight? Looking up at the four directions is a cloud, guessing that it is a dry cloud. Usually relatively few peaks, they can't find them anywhere by the river.

The west wind swept through the clouds and suddenly saw a pillar in the southeast. The old monk clapped his hands and said he was happy that Qingshan was still there.

What did Queqiao Xianshu see?

In the summer in Matsuoka, Mao Yan is sheltered from the rain. How many degrees of leisure are there? Drunk to help the lonely stone see the flying spring, but it is a place before waking up.

The master marries a woman, and the west is a woman. It has become a thousand hectares of rice flowers, which spend every night and dew every day.

Two nights after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Tafloxacin Gengxu took the lake to Brick Hill for a drink.

Jathyapple Loutai, Chou-heung Courtyard, people come and go cheerfully. Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad!

Divide cups and plates, sing and dance at leisure, and ask him what's so sad about? It's also sad to think about it. It's rainy and windy on the Double Ninth Festival.

My way is leisurely, quietly worried, and the most boring place is Qiu Guang. There are crows outside the west wind forest, and there are many rotten grasses under the setting sun mountain.

I remember being good for a long time. At the age of four, Chen also took Xianyang Road. Who do you feel sorry for when you get to the book? So far, this meaning is still unknown.

The pinnacle of late spring, Portman.

Spring is like wine, and flower arrangement is drunk. When you are old, every spring is like a sick glass of wine. Only a small curtain of tea lotus root turns fragrant.

When flowers run out, the wind changes. Don't hate, flowers bloom and fall, and want spring breeze. Who can see the return of spring? Swallows meet in the sunset when they come.

Set off an uproar, let Lu accept punishment and start over.

You can say goodbye when you are young, but you dare not write farewell poems when you are old. There are no geese in the south clouds. You see, plum blossoms also relieve lovesickness.

Infinite mountains and rivers have not yet traveled. Senior, you don't need to look at the standard with tears in your eyes. When will Ding Ning be in the future? Remember, when the spring breeze lights up on the tenth day.

Get out of the queue and send it to Chen Tongfu.

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!