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The light thunder fell all night, and the frivolous tiles were uneven. Affectionate peony contains tears of spring, but the rose is weak when lying on the branches —— Spring Day by Qin Guan has dark green trees, long summer days, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. -Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" and Liu Kezhuang's "Answer a Message to Yuan Chong" didn't see the dragon horse, but they were all made of spider silk. The outstanding people in the south are all old servants in the north in the end. Recalling Yushu's long dream, pumping rose water and reading poems. Shame on eyesight, unordered things, purple floating and ignorant. Rhyme and Your Majesty's Rose —— After Song Xuxuan's trees became shady, the crowd took a short rest. Who will hang the new brocade on the longest branch? Roll the foil first and move the shadow at will. Enjoying frequency is too thirsty for wine, singing bitterness is too afraid of frost. The picture frame is full of clouds, and the court is embroidered. Love is lingering on the sleeve, but it is unable to retain it. The tender-core warbler steals, and the soft willows hang down. Xun Chibo took a photo of himself, and Liang tasted it. Jade and plum are all withered, and the golden peach is also dark. Flowers should be the only expensive, so the court leaves late. Decorate with bright makeup and moss, and borrow hedges from China. Low and flat, with different shades. Fortunately, in the palace, it was still known by the black shop. Who do you promise your heart to? You can't get drunk. Peony is shunned by heaven, and roses are despised by people. Dry the scenery, but greasy and light. As beautiful as a goddess, as precious as Wei Ji. Wang pianyin, Qizi curious. "Greetings from the Empress Dowager, Poems by Bai Yutang" In the Song Dynasty, Wang Yishan chopped the green bushes among the red gauze, and the romance was suspected in the Fierce Fairy Palace. Chaozhen was more anxious to burn incense and threw the neon clothes on the treasure cage. Suddenly, the waves beat on the shore and washed away the spring scenery, looking like a palace doll. It will be a flower root, better than a peach tree planted in the sky. "Han Wo has a poem, and he took a boat from Fuzhou to Nancheng County to see a rose in the water"-Song, Li Gou and Han Wo went there that year, and the trip by boat was so concentrated. Who knows that on the stones by the river, the green is red and the beauty is spring. How many books don't remember the past, the fairy source is still dust-free. What's the limit today? Versatile than the ancients. Tang-Bai Juyi-Pei Changshi regarded "Eighteen Rhymes of the Rose Terrace" as a topic, which was widely used ... The quality was improved and the flowers were left in the small hall. After late spring, the center of the courtyard is unique. Ji Jing Zhu Ming is early, and Fang has a long day. Strong because of the sky, Li * * * wins glory every day. Cut green flowers and arrange thousands of calyx, and learn to dye thousands of rooms with vermilion. The cigarette is painted stone green and the pistil is orpiment. Roots move like clouds and branches shake like red feathers. Nine micro-rays are radiant, and seven treasures are radiant. Relax and cheer up, clear Yin qi, and take the corridor. According to the beam of algae (wood reverse), the Yao wall becomes a carved wall. Rot like fire, thick as leaves, frosting. Rouge smiles, Su He smells sweet. Touch the morning dew and let the sunset leak. Horo Paicanvale, drunk and light makeup. At first glance, I was skeptical, but from a distance, I was wrong and heartbroken. The wind flies, and the little girl cries on a rainy night. Peach and plum are silent, but Lan Zhi is not fragrant. Pomegranate is good, carnation is bitter. Wisdom leans against the fence, while lotus shame reflects simplicity. I'm afraid to teach banana leaves to fight. I'm jealous. Can you smile, but make a painful analogy. Draw a screen and embroider an umbrella cover. Cui Jin selected characters, vermilion printed lines. The blood of the orangutan froze, rustled and frowned. Scattered with withered red pills, sharp and tender purple awns. Touching a monk makes you brown, leaving prostitutes to wear robes. Rarely, passionately riding a foreign minister. The beauty of color leads to good articles. East of the temple, west into the imperial township. Tang-Hanhe-Cold Food Festival sees the place where roses meet in the rain in Shaxian, especially when it is cold in the countryside. The rain is full of brocade, and the wind is dying. General weakness, face is not self sustaining. Green is sparsely showing thorns, and red is densely hiding branches. Pleasure is long on the fence, but greed is late. Others will be shocked and write their own poems. Tang-Li Jianxun-Rose's two poems, Wan Rui, strive to shine on the threshold, so what can a poet do? Jinjiang wind shakes the clouds, and the fairy clothes are fragrant. Facing Lulu, people are crazy black. Caijian is a ten-day holiday, and I want to invite my relatives and guests to watch it. Sweep the eaves and mop the floor at the former wall frame, and the butterfly shadow bees sound rotten. Ten thousand times more fragrant than jade, the color of life is beautiful. A drunken guest who forgets to return is on the elevated road, and a beautiful woman wins good branches. Who can get waist dancing, who can get clothes and hurt their hands? An eighteen-rhyme rose poem shows the age of Xu Xuan, assistant minister in the East China Sea. Author: Song Author: Li's green shadow covered the secluded pool, and it was April. There are hundreds of orchestras and embroideries in the morning and evening. Sheng cited the wall to see it all over, and the high annoyance was repeated. The dew is light and the colored pen is wet, and the bee sings the mustache by mistake. The sunshine is exquisite, and the wind shakes the green curtain of sadness. Early red floating moss, crazy vines pull spider silk. The tender thorns are thin, and the new grass hangs down. It' s hard to give up the fragrance at night, and it' s flattering. Before and after the depth, honor and disgrace rise and fall. It took me a long time to respect me, but I stayed late at the end of the month. Where there are many buildings, fences are closely reflected. Jiang Luo Lou is brilliant, with jagged jasper leaves. It is known far and near to divide the species. Jing sleeve, weak dance waist branch. Who can compare cream musk deer? Ting Xuan laughed at herself. Even make-up and low water, tears and drops of smoke {rain falls}. This painting is going to be named "Ya Chu Ji" by Liang Guang. Give you eighteen rhymes to make you feel ashamed and novel. Other answers [Ode to a Rose] In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's low trees were superior to leaves, and its light fragrance increased self-communication. At the beginning of the calyx, the rest is still red. New flowers are contrary to the sun, so flowers follow the wind. Who wants to expect micro-bundles? In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Hong turned into a rose, and the branches and leaves were too dense. If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic. Spring boudoir can't be quiet, open the box and go to Feiming. Quchi floating mining, inclined bank Leyi one. Or smell the sound and come to see you when I get it. And to be clear, let the rest be right or wrong. [Rose] Tang Zhuqing jade is surrounded by dense wireframes, which float into Xia Qing. Green saves the thorn, red falls sad. Bees must be tired of powder, and butterflies' wings are bright. The rain looks good, and the feeling is worth it. [Rose] Tang Qi is just like a rose, and its beauty is blooming outside. The incense is high and the moss is red. Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine. Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Song of Red Roses] Xia Hong, the hub of Tang Wang, spilled orangutan blood, while Ama Yaochi basked in immortals. In the evening, it is striking, and the machine of Shu is colorful and suspicious. The fragrance of the childe pavilion touches people, and the flowers are full of spirits. Giurossi should be jealous when she sees it. The scenery is new every year. [Huang Qiangwei] Song Hongshi's bronze sparrow terrace receives red warmth, and Jinmen presents bow clothes. If there is no fiber on the bone, it must be thin when it is taken off. [Huang Qiangwei] ZQQ Zhongying has a rose seed, and her new makeup is a Taoist skill. When the spring breeze comes here, it seems disgusting. Bamboo helps the dew, and the wall covers the sunset. The strip is self-supporting and has several flowers. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Ode to a Rose] In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's low trees were superior to leaves, and the fragrance increased self-communication. At the beginning of the calyx, the rest is still red. New flowers are contrary to the sun, so flowers follow the wind. Who wants to expect micro-bundles? In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Hong turned into a rose, and the branches and leaves were too dense. If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic. Spring boudoir can't be quiet, open the box and go to Feiming. Quchi floating mining, inclined bank Leyi one. Or smell the sound and come to see you when I get it. And to be clear, let the rest be right or wrong. [Rose] Tang Zhuqing jade is surrounded by dense wireframes, which float into Xia Qing. Green saves the thorn, red falls sad. Bees must be tired of powder, and butterflies' wings are bright. The rain looks good, and the feeling is worth it. [Rose] Tang Qi is just like a rose, and its beauty is blooming outside. The incense is high and the moss is red. Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine. Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Song of Red Roses] Xia Hong, the hub of Tang Wang, spilled orangutan blood, while Ama Yaochi basked in immortals. In the evening, it is striking, and the machine of Shu is colorful and suspicious. The fragrance of the childe pavilion touches people, and the flowers are full of spirits. Giurossi should be jealous when she sees it. The scenery is new every year. [Huang Qiangwei] Song Hongshi's bronze sparrow terrace receives red warmth, and Jinmen presents bow clothes. If there is no fiber on the bone, it must be thin when it is taken off. [Huang Qiangwei] ZQQ Zhongying has a rose seed, and her new makeup is a Taoist skill. When the spring breeze comes here, it seems disgusting. Bamboo helps the dew, and the wall covers the sunset. The strip is self-supporting and has several flowers. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Ode to a Rose] In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's low trees were superior to leaves, and the fragrance increased self-communication. At the beginning of the calyx, the rest is still red. New flowers are contrary to the sun, so flowers follow the wind. Who wants to expect micro-bundles? In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Hong turned into a rose, and the branches and leaves were too dense. If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic. Spring boudoir can't be quiet, open the box and go to Feiming. Quchi floating mining, inclined bank Leyi one. Or smell the sound and come to see you when I get it. And to be clear, let the rest be right or wrong. [Rose] Tang Zhuqing jade is surrounded by dense wireframes, which float into Xia Qing. Green saves the thorn, red falls sad. Bees must be tired of powder, and butterflies' wings are bright. The rain looks good, and the feeling is worth it. [Rose] Tang Qi is just like a rose, and its beauty is blooming outside. The incense is high and the moss is red. Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine. Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Song of Red Roses] Xia Hong, the hub of Tang Wang, spilled orangutan blood, while Ama Yaochi basked in immortals. In the evening, it is striking, and the machine of Shu is colorful and suspicious. The fragrance of the childe pavilion touches people, and the flowers are full of spirits. Giurossi should be jealous when she sees it. The scenery is new every year. [Huang Qiangwei] Song Hongshi's bronze sparrow terrace receives red warmth, and Jinmen presents bow clothes. If there is no fiber on the bone, it must be thin when it is taken off. [Huang Qiangwei] ZQQ Zhongying has a rose seed, and her new makeup is a Taoist skill. When the spring breeze comes here, it seems disgusting. Bamboo helps the dew, and the wall covers the sunset. The strip is self-supporting and has several flowers. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Ode to a Rose] In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's low trees were superior to leaves, and the fragrance increased self-communication. At the beginning of the calyx, the rest is still red. New flowers are contrary to the sun, so flowers follow the wind. Who wants to expect micro-bundles? In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Hong turned into a rose, and the branches and leaves were too dense. If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic. Spring boudoir can't be quiet, open the box and go to Feiming. Quchi floating mining, inclined bank Leyi one. Or smell the sound and come to see you when I get it. And to be clear, let the rest be right or wrong. [Rose] Tang Zhuqing jade is surrounded by dense wireframes, which float into Xia Qing. Green saves the thorn, red falls sad. Bees must be tired of powder, and butterflies' wings are bright. The rain looks good, and the feeling is worth it. [Rose] Tang Qi is just like a rose, and its beauty is blooming outside. The incense is high and the moss is red. Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine. Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Song of Red Roses] Xia Hong, the hub of Tang Wang, spilled orangutan blood, while Ama Yaochi basked in immortals. In the evening, it is striking, and the machine of Shu is colorful and suspicious. The fragrance of the childe pavilion touches people, and the flowers are full of spirits. Giurossi should be jealous when she sees it. The scenery is new every year. [Huang Qiangwei] Song Hongshi's bronze sparrow terrace receives red warmth, and Jinmen presents bow clothes. If there is no fiber on the bone, it must be thin when it is taken off. [Huang Qiangwei] ZQQ Zhongying has a rose seed, and her new makeup is a Taoist skill. When the spring breeze comes here, it seems disgusting. Bamboo helps the dew, and the wall covers the sunset. The strip is self-supporting and has several flowers. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Ode to a Rose] In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's low trees were superior to leaves, and the fragrance increased self-communication. At the beginning of the calyx, the rest is still red. New flowers are contrary to the sun, so flowers follow the wind. Who wants to expect micro-bundles? In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Hong turned into a rose, and the branches and leaves were too dense. If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic. Spring boudoir can't be quiet, open the box and go to Feiming. Quchi floating mining, inclined bank Leyi one. Or smell the sound and come to see you when I get it. And to be clear, let the rest be right or wrong. [Rose] Tang Zhuqing jade is surrounded by dense wireframes, which float into Xia Qing. Green saves the thorn, red falls sad. Bees must be tired of powder, and butterflies' wings are bright. The rain looks good, and the feeling is worth it. [Rose] Tang Qi is just like a rose, and its beauty is blooming outside. The incense is high and the moss is red. Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine. Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Song of Red Roses] Xia Hong, the hub of Tang Wang, spilled orangutan blood, while Ama Yaochi basked in immortals. In the evening, it is striking, and the machine of Shu is colorful and suspicious. The fragrance of the childe pavilion touches people, and the flowers are full of spirits. Giurossi should be jealous when she sees it. The scenery is new every year. [Huang Qiangwei] Song Hongshi's bronze sparrow terrace receives red warmth, and Jinmen presents bow clothes. If there is no fiber on the bone, it must be thin when it is taken off. [Huang Qiangwei] ZQQ Zhongying has a rose seed, and her new makeup is a Taoist skill. When the spring breeze comes here, it seems disgusting. Bamboo helps the dew, and the wall covers the sunset. The strip is self-supporting and has several flowers. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Ode to a Rose] In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Tiao's low trees were superior to leaves, and the fragrance increased self-communication. At the beginning of the calyx, the rest is still red. New flowers are contrary to the sun, so flowers follow the wind. Who wants to expect micro-bundles? In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Hong turned into a rose, and the branches and leaves were too dense. If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic. Spring boudoir can't be quiet, open the box and go to Feiming. Quchi floating mining, inclined bank Leyi one. Or smell the sound and come to see you when I get it. And to be clear, let the rest be right or wrong. [Rose] Tang Zhuqing jade is surrounded by dense wireframes, which float into Xia Qing. Green saves the thorn, red falls sad. Bees must be tired of powder, and butterflies' wings are bright. The rain looks good, and the feeling is worth it. [Rose] Tang Qi is just like a rose, and its beauty is blooming outside. The incense is high and the moss is red. Go and see the idle people, and the butterfly will come in in the sunshine. Put the peony for a few days, and the sales will rest until the dust settles. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night. [Song of Red Roses] Xia Hong, the hub of Tang Wang, spilled orangutan blood, while Ama Yaochi basked in immortals. In the evening, it is striking, and the machine of Shu is colorful and suspicious. The fragrance of the childe pavilion touches people, and the flowers are full of spirits. Giurossi should be jealous when she sees it. The scenery is new every year. [Huang Qiangwei] Song Hongshi's bronze sparrow terrace receives red warmth, and Jinmen presents bow clothes. If there is no fiber on the bone, it must be thin when it is taken off. [Huang Qiangwei] ZQQ Zhongying has a rose seed, and her new makeup is a Taoist skill. When the spring breeze comes here, it seems disgusting. Bamboo helps the dew, and the wall covers the sunset. The strip is self-supporting and has several flowers. [Wild Rose] Tang Du Muling has soft leaves and fragrant rain and dew. Is Zhang still there? Lazy in the wind, not gathering at night.