1, water tune title
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
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.
2. Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene (1)
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.
Hot spring water duck prophet.
Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground,
It is the time when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
3. The latest love flower
Flowers wither and red apricots are small.
Swallows fly, green water people go around.
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.
Swing inside and outside the wall.
The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
4. Jiangchengzi (Yi Mao remembers the dream of the twentieth day of the first month)
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 manes 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 estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Jiang Chengzi went hunting in Mizhou.
I said juvenile madness, which led to yellow on the left and pale on the right.
Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts.
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.
After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my mane is slightly frosty. What's the harm!
When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei?
I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.
6. Huanxisha
Watching fish in the warm crimson sunshine,
Even the village is green and dark.
Huang Tong and Bai Zuo get together to see what they are looking at.
Although elk are not used to contact with people,
Apes don't need to shout when they smell drums.
The theory of returning home and picking mulberry grains.
7. Calm down the storm
Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest,
Why not sing and walk slowly?
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of?
A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The cold spring breeze woke me up, a little cold.
The hillside is sloping, but it is pleasant.
Look back at that desolate place, go home,
No rain or shine.
8, Nian Nujiao nostalgia Chibi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time!
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
9. Operator
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping.
Who saw you alone, Hong Ying.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings.
It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Linjiang county 10
Drink Dongpo at night to sober up and then get drunk.
It seems that it is already midnight.
The child's breathing is like thunder,
You shouldn't even knock,
Lean on the tent and listen to the sound of the river.
I hate this body for a long time,
When to forget the camp.
The night is quiet, the wind is calm and the line is flat.
The boat left,
Jianghai spent the rest of his life.
1 1, operator
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping.
Who saw you alone? Fuzzy and lonely.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings.
Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live. Lonely sandbars are very cold.
12, June 27th, drunken book by the lake (2)
Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.
White rain jumping pearls and disorderly people ship.
The wind comes and blows away,
Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky.
13, whistle
Bend down for food, abandon home for wine, and your mouth and body are tired.
Come back, who won't take you back? It feels like the past is not the present.
Before the dew, the husband pointed to the way home, and the laughter in front of the door was childish.
Old chrysanthemums are barren, and new pine trees are black and old, just like now!
However, the small window closed Chai Fei's knees, and he insisted on watching the lonely Yunfei at dusk.
Clouds come out unintentionally, birds know when they are tired and come out unintentionally.
Hey! Come back, I forgot myself and the world today.
Relatives have nothing to say, and piano books have real taste.
The steps are rugged, the river is gentle and graceful, and the spring water flows in the dark valley.
It is glorious to see every grass and tree. If you feel conscious, I can live and rest!
How long will it take to regain your mind? What does the unconscious emperor want?
Who will decide whether to stay or not? Where does the fairy know?
Wealth is not my ambition. But knowing how to climb a mountain by the water,
He who draws the pot is drunk. What is more doubtful about the fate of this life?
And ride the current and stop when you encounter obstacles.