What are the poems with the word "ink"?

The first tree in my Xiyan Lake is light ink.

There is a plum tree in the West Wild Goose Lake near my home, and the blooming plum blossoms are all covered with faint ink marks.

Su Song Shi Shi Cang Shu Zuimotang

A loved one is drunk with ink, such as drinking alcohol to eliminate his worries.

Recently, Mr. Wang built the Drunken Ink Hall, just like drinking can relieve anxiety.

Guan Nan Ge Zi Xiang Mo Bending Painting

Draw curved eyebrows with scented ink and apply rouge evenly to your face.

Draw curved eyebrows with fragrant ink, and rouge is evenly distributed on the face.

On June 27, Shi's "Looking at the Lake Building Drunk Book"

Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.

Dark clouds surge up, just like splashing ink, but a mountain is exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splash caused by heavy rain is like white beads and gravel, splashing on the boat.

Qing Jiang Shi Quan went home at the end of the year.

Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.

The stitches of sewing the cold clothes are dense, and the handwriting and ink on the home book are as good as new.

Don Li Shangyin's Untitled You said you would come, but you didn't come. You didn't leave any other marks on me.

The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.

Don't cry for the injury in your dream, both are hard to say; After waking up, the ink was not strong and I wrote a letter.

A gift from Don.

The snow went straight to the altar, and the ink ball wore a copper belt.

It is windy and snowy, and I am still on duty at the altar, wearing a bronze seal and a black ribbon.

Don Liu Zongyuan's Bieshedi Zong Yi

Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky.

There are miasma mountains and forests in Guilin, and dark clouds hang low. I'm glad to hear that Dongting has a good spring and a bright future.

Jin's "Cry at night, hate far away, and stray willow"

Green mirror tears sleeves, red wall drunk ink cage yarn.

Beauty often looks at her haggard face in the green mirror, and her sleeves are covered with tears of acacia crying. When she was drunk, she danced on the red wall of poetry, and the beauty imitated the predecessors and caged the green gauze on the wall of poetry.

Tang Li Bai's cursive songs

Mo Chi flew out of the North Grilled Fish and killed all Zhongshan rabbits with the pen tip.

You can raise whales in the Arctic Ocean with so much ink. You used so many rabbit pens, no wonder all the rabbits in Zhongshan were killed.