Look at the blue sky. jadelike wine
Complaining about emotional separation.
Cao Jiang doesn't know sadness.
Rock flowers compete for hair.
Yunshan is thousands of miles apart.
The news is thousands of miles away.
Go to Qiu Lai in spring.
When will acacia stop?
Gushushi Wang Yong Fushan (Li Bai)
Looking at the blue sky, you complain about emotional parting. Cao Jiang didn't know how to worry, but he tried to get rid of it.
Yunshan is thousands of miles apart, and news is thousands of miles away. When will lovesickness stop when you go to Qiu Lai in spring?
(Li)
Thin and cold frost, clear blue sky, Hongfeipo. -9, the wind is extremely strong, overlooking the dusty space. Gertrude Yan Fang wrote a good hand, and Longshan won the bid. It's interesting to enjoy the mountains and the spirit, but you can also travel. It's a shame that I blew my hat and fell. Inscription is not my partner. But sitting in the room, cooking tea, mulberries and bamboo. Leng Yun, Wan Li, is fascinated by Beidou, and the distant peaks are frequently seen in the West. And there are big white flowers and swords floating all over the ground.
Su Wu Manshangqiang Village Series (Ling)
Broken hat and affectionate, cloth sail without lamb, looking for a stream to turn when tired. It's better to be late when the bright moon comes and the clouds disperse. The paddles in Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region are made of lotus clothes and are called medicine furnace warp rolls. Look down at the gulls, cut off the smoke and look at the water from afar. Taste and remember, the snow is full of mountains and shadows, and the boat shakes back, so why meet each other across the door? Heroism is hard to disappear, who will be sad? Wan Li wears a sword in the clear sky. A Hongqiao, driven by half a dragon, still remembers the curtain pavilion for a banquet. If you want to live forever, you must be born. I don't know how deep the road is.
Su Wu Manshangqiang Village Series (Ling)
Broken hat and affectionate, cloth sail without lamb, looking for a stream to turn when tired. It's better to be late when the bright moon comes and the clouds disperse. The paddles in Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region are made of lotus clothes and are called medicine furnace warp rolls. Look down at the gulls, cut off the smoke and look at the water from afar. Taste and remember, the snow is full of mountains and shadows, and the boat shakes back, so why meet each other across the door? Heroism is hard to disappear, who will be sad? Wan Li wears a sword in the clear sky. A Hongqiao, driven by half a dragon, still remembers the curtain pavilion for a banquet. If you want to live forever, you must be born. I don't know how deep the road is.
Stay in Lingtai Temple and send a message to Lang Shiyuan (Qian Qi)
Mount Hengshan in the west contains blue sky, and the moon in the east is full of Zen Palace. Looking forward to the top of the sky,
Spend the night in the world of color. Lotus water is poured in the stone pool, and pine and cypress wind is heard in the tower yard.
Wan Li's old friend is respectable, knowing that you can see and hear my heart.
Shuilongyin (Qiu Chuji)
The cave is full of spring scenery, and the chaotic mountains show thousands of brocade. It is raining, sunny and smoky, and the blue sky is lying on the pillow. Lie flat and relax, open your arms and forget to sleep. Look at the fairy flowers and grass. The wind shines in the sun, radiant and different. Don't celebrate until you are over. Wan Bangning, all evil is forbidden. In Taiping country, Chang 'an is strange and has many aspects. There is no doubt that the avenue is inclined by the door, so there is no need to make a detailed investigation. It's never been a disaster. The immortal has passed, but he has always been brave.
Thirty Gong Ci Poems (Wang Ya)
White people should wear purple clothes, comb their hair and have long eyes.
When you sleep, you think about old dreams, and when you see people forget the Tao, the Tao wins.
In spring, Cui Yun was newly inserted, and she was still wearing cloud shoes.
I want the king to look back and try to help jade walk down the golden ladder.
At the beginning of the fifth watch, I felt cold and incense burned until night.
Want to roll the bead curtain full of snow, look from the red candle upstairs.
Every general locks the gate of the palace with a golden lock, and the green moths in the courtyard serve the supreme.
It's very kind of you to come and go and often ask.
In the long night, the wax drops in the plate are thin, and the golden knives are raining.
The voice is always called by the king, and the red candle is wearing a dance dress.
It is difficult to turn over the forbidden zither, and the jade column is not in the old place.
I remember the king once said that you must play first because it's a long way.
A cluster of tall sideburns lit up Lv Yun, and the red ribbon was pale yellow.
In order to see the princess is expensive for nine days, she is fighting for home decoration outside.
Yichun compound is in Xianyu, and it is better to hold a banquet at night.
The pet title on the gold note, imperial pen and family book.
Yongxiang's heavy door was gradually ajar, and the palace official locked the door.
Who knows that I have laughed at others, and I will come in today.
In the curtain of spring breeze, the old green moth is helpless, but the newcomer is in favor.
Cold food is forbidden to open trees, and Yutang is closed all day.
Hanging willows before embroidered eaves, the gatekeeper wants to climb.
Once the jade chariot was free, and I dared not break a branch in the breeze.
Crows fly deep in the walls of the Forbidden City, and often return to the temple around heavy buildings.
When the eaves are furrowed in spring, they spread the occupation light to the wings.
Bai Xueyan brushes the floor. She is used to sleeping on the red carpet.
Who comes to the deep palace only knows that Ginger barks at fireflies at night.
A hundred feet of fairy ladder leans against the pavilion, and the wife competes for money.
The wind came to see the copper turn, pointing to Zhu Gan for a long time.
When spring swings and flowers are banned, when cold food swings all over the floor.
He fell into the stone canal of the deep palace and entered Longtan with the running water.
The city wall is constantly connected with Miyagi, and the Golden List is the name of the book hall.
Thousands of turns apart, the tuning tube is listening.
It rained for nine days in the spring rain, gradually warming the Longtan smoke willow.
Jade chariot is inevitable, and thousands of corridors and houses are connected by themselves.
The smoke at the forbidden gate is purple, and the pavilion road is deep.
When I grow up to dusk, I can't stand it, so I move my autumn anvil in Yeting Palace.
When the sky is full in hot summer, tung leaves are full of jade.
Move the stirrup to dusk, put on the silver hairpin and sit on the green temples to play chess.
Pupil pupil sunrise Daming Palace, happy to hear the sky.
The forbidden trees are warm and windless, and the Jade House and the Golden Hall are in Guang Xiao.
Above the Furong Pavilion, it will fall on the 9th.
In the sunshine of Tanabata every year, ladies-in-waiting wear needles and go upstairs.
At first, I taught parrots to speak English, but after a long time, I got used to recognizing names.
The spring garden always looks at flowers, and the deep courtyard laughs alone.
The silver bottle is filled with water, and the candle flame is red and pink.
It's all because the clothes are covered with pearls and cold, and there is new frost on the yellow tile.
Stop the clouds in the windward temple and listen to the new cicada.
For love, the dew drops for nine days, and the branches ring for thousands of years.
When the royal fruit is harvested, it will be returned to the official, and the jade will be dried under the eaves.
In the Ming Dynasty, I took a look at Jinhua Hall, and I looked at it every day.
He Xinlang (Janice)
The moon is floating in the clouds. After a while, Changfeng swept in, and the blue sky was like water. Who is in the curling world? It's a tough ant. Then throw it away and remove the dust. Ge Leng is tight, his sleeves are cold, Revlon is thick, and his skin is dark. And heat, for some gases. The leakage of the watchtower turned to the third night. The sinking at night stays in the latitude, changing walls and moving cities. Everything comes, which means autumn, and the seasons are numbered. I am an old man without pay. You shouldn't hold your head high every day, and suddenly the top of the forest and the sleeping magpie fly in shock. The same dream, me and you.