Poems describing the cooking of wine by green plums

"Complain about love, when green plum cooks wine, it is new."

Year: Song Author: Yan Shu

Green plums are new for cooking wine. It gets colder and colder in spring. Under the flowers in the southeast city, you met the right person.

Embroidered back is fragrant. Kiss each other. This love spell, thousands of feet gossamer, provoked the clouds.

Xiaoxiang slowly remembered her old friend.

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The wind moved slightly, the cherry changed color, and the day lily became a nest. Cui Wei is open and bright. Try the first exhibition of ice baskets, a few feet of Xiang Bo. The curtains are spacious and chic. They are Conan's pillows. How many ties, dreams come back, Dongting rain and smoke. Surprised to return to the place, the idle days will never go on, but from time to time, Yan Xiaoying's friends have passed. The green shadow is dancing. There are hidden flowers in the pavilion and new lotus flowers in the pool. When green plums cook wine, they are lucky to win and sing. Fame has always been there, but when 10 is old, China will be peaceful.

Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan

Year: Song Author: Xie Yi

Linchuan is good, and Lu' an turns to Pingsha. Outside chengjiang, the prime minister's mansion, there are immortals in front of the altar. Flowers bloom in spring.

In the amusement place, the dance sleeves are wrapped with fine gauze. Pick green plums, taste boiled wine, stir-fry white snow and taste new tea. On the eaves of the bright moon.

Qin Zigan, Yan Fang, Man Ting

Year: Song Author: He Menggui

Swallows and celery are withered, dragons and grandchildren are old, and the shade locks the forest pond. In the breezy courtyard in the afternoon, people try to wear thin clothes. Count all the red flowers, collect the green plums, and make the first wine. The heavy door is quiet, a curtain is raining, and the water is fragrant.

When I was a fan, my kindness was still there and I didn't forget it. Laughing at the decline of the public's hair has already turned gray. After that, riding a colorful girl, seeing the world, how cold it is. Don't complain, a century-old dream, drunk.

Xiaodongpo body of Zhegutian

Year: Yuan Author: Yuan Haowen

Soju, green plum, sit new. Song Jialin Yaojiachi. Swallows in the building can keep guests, and strangers can laugh at others.

Liang, Luoyang dust. Teenagers are seldom idle. It's better to work hard last night and rain at night than to get drunk all day in Dongcheng.

Give plums on the ridge

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

Plum blossoms are in full bloom and pedestrians don't come.

Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum.

Live in seclusion in early summer

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Boiling wine is the first time to taste green plums, and singing warblers and milk swallows are the glory of the year.

Silkworm reeling, wheat cooking villages.

People who have pants know that the year is happy, and the pavilion is happy when it is not happy.

I have never had breasts, but I have a long dream.