Seeking and desolate poetry

Walking leisurely in the night pavilion, at first sight of Qingming, gradually feeling the injury of spring dusk; Counting the sound of rain and wind, hazy moonlight clouds come and go.

Peach and plum in the darkness of spring, who is on the swing, whispering and laughing.

Langtaosha

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Luo Can can't stand the cold. I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, and I am greedy all day.

Don't fight alone! Infinite mountains and rivers are easier to see when you are away. The flowing water is gone in spring, and the world is a piece.

Meet Huan

Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late.

When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Natural people hate water when they grow up!

Meet Huan

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, the phoenix tree is lonely, and the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

When will there be a bright moon in the Spring and Autumn Period? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so the country can't look at the moon.

Carved fences and jade articles should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Midnight song

How can we avoid sadness and hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes.

Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream.

Endless desire

One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.

Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.

Black night cry

It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Candle residual leakage off-frequency pillow. You can't sit on an equal footing.

The world flows with water, which is a dream. Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.

Sword and song

Over the past 40 years, my motherland has been covered with mountains and rivers for three thousand miles. Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi. I've known him several times.

Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time. The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and there is still a farewell song in the teaching workshop. Tears for Gong E.

Langtaosha

The past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery. Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind. The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long?

Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality. On a cool night, the moonlight blooms. I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai!

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Since leaving, spring has passed halfway, and the scenery in my eyes has swept to a broken heart. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full.

Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further.

Huanxisha

Turn a candle to dream, want to find the past, sad people, God's will goes against the body.

The moon pool is empty and the pavilions are shaded by flowers, so you will not hesitate to take more clothes when you board the ship.

Xie xinen

After Airbus left, the painting hall was half covered with beads, and the air in the forest was tired at night. The crescent moon in the small building looks back from the fiber.

In Chunguang Town, people go to the empty building and people go to the old building. Why hate the poor? The golden window is sleepy and careless. A strong flute woke up graceful.

Wang's twelfth brother

The east wind blows water every day, and spring is long and idle. Lovelorn, drunk, drunk in my dream.

Her voice is silent and she doesn't make up at night. Who should make the whole thing beautiful? I miss Zhu Yan and live alone at dusk.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon.

The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. Candles are bright and fragrant, paintings are deep, and temples are covered with frost and snow.

Santailing

Can't sleep, tired, get dressed and go out.

The autumn moon is cold and bamboo is cold, and the night wind cuts the window.

Huanxisha

The red sun is three feet high, and the golden furnace adds incense to the beast for the second time, and the red brocade lichen wrinkles with every step.

Beauty dances with golden hairpin, wine can't smell flowers, and other halls can smell flute and drum.

Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

At the beginning of the evening makeup, there is snow, and the spring palace is filed. Feng Xiao blew away the water and clouds, and pressed the song of dress.

Who smells better in the wind, drunk. Don't dye the candles red when you come back, until you step on a horseshoe to clear jathyapple.

Genglouzi

Plantagenet hairpin, pink face, meet in the flowers. Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it.

Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people. Pillow fatigue, kam cold, sleep more disabled.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The bright moon is dark and foggy. It's good to go to the waves today! Step by step, step by step, holding golden shoes.

See you at the south bank of the gallery, always shivering. It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful.

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Penglai pavilion closes the rooftop girl, and the painting hall sleeps day and night without words. Cui Yunguang threw the pillow and embroidered clothes smelled strange fragrance.

The hidden beads lock and move, feeling the dream of the silver screen. With a slow smile on his face, he looks forward to it infinitely.

and

The rhyme of the copper spring is crisp and powerful, and the new sound moves slowly. Eyes are black, eyes are flowing.

Rain clouds are deeply embroidered, and when they come, they will be harmonious. No matter how empty the banquet is, the soul will lose its spring dream.

Xi Qian Ying

Xiao Yue falls, Sue, speechless. Dream back to the grass and think of Yi Yi, the sky is far away and the geese are rare.

The warblers are whispering, the flowers are scattered, and the solitary painting hall is deep in the courtyard. Red Hugh swept Iraq and left it to the dancers to return.

Endless desire

A wisp of cloud, a wisp of jade, a thin shirt and a pair of light snails.

There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild. There are three bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long.

help each other

Just after evening makeup, pay attention. Show people a lilac, sing a clear song, and temporarily lead the cherry to break.

The sleeves are dark in color, and the cup is deeply swirled by the fragrant mash. Embroidered bed leans on jiao without that, chewing red velvet and laughing.

Midnight song

It is better to look at flowers than to wait for old branches. The light green jade is soft and clear, and the surface of the floating lamp is clear.

Why don't you always smile and ban the garden for the Spring Festival Evening? The drunkard's intention is not wine, but poetry has become an industry.

Broken child in the backyard.

Yushu backyard, Yaocao cosmetic mirror. Last year's flowers were not old, but they are round again this month.

Impartiality, harmony between the flowers and the moon, and heaven teaches teenagers.

(or Feng Yansi)

Old fisherman

The waves are full of snow and the peaches and plums are silent. A pot of wine and a rod of nylon. How many people are there in the world?

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A spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook. Flowers are full of Zhu, wine is full of Europe, and you are comfortable in the waves.

Genglouzi

Wicker is long, spring rain is fine, and flowers leak. Startled the geese, rose from the city, and drew a golden partridge.

The fragrance is thin, the curtain is heavy, and Xie Ting is melancholy. Red candle on the back, embroidered, long dream without knowing.

willow branch

The customs are getting old and ashamed of spring, and the old spirits are everywhere; Thank you, long street seems to know each other, and forced the smoke ear to brush his head.

Ruan Langgui

Pick mulberry seeds

In front of the pavilion, the spring is full of beauty and the dance is falling. When it rains in Mao Mao, it will open temporarily if you don't put down your eyebrows.

The green window is quiet and fragrant, and the fragrance is printed into ash. Can endure feelings, want to sleep and dream.

Prank order

Deep courtyard quiet, small courtyard empty, intermittent cold anvil, intermittent wind. But people can't sleep at night, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.

tease

Clouds are messy, night makeup is not complete, and eyebrows are far away. Leaning on the fragrant cheeks, spring bamboo shoots are tender, for whom to lean on tears?

Pick mulberry seeds

Pulley, golden well, phoenix tree late, several trees surprised autumn. Rain brings new sadness. A hundred feet of shrimp must be in the jade hook.

Joan's window broke through two moths, looking back at the edge, wanting to send scales to swim, and the nine cold waves did not flow back.

Endless desire

One heavy mountain, two heavy mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan.

Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.

Xie xinen

Qin Lou didn't see the girl who blew the flute, so she went to the garden to see the scenery. Pink cherry is low and proud. The east wind bothers me. It makes me feel fragrant.

Joan window □ (original lack) dream of leaving the sunset, how long will you hate those years! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.

and

Cherry blossoms fall to the end of the month, like a bed leaning on a fumigation cage. Much like last year today, hate is the same.

Clouds gaunt, tears red. Where do you miss each other? Screen window drunk in a dream.

and

After Airbus left, the painting hall was half covered by bead curtains. It is windy at night. The crescent moon in the small building looks back from the fiber.

In Chunguang Town, people go to the empty building and people go to the old building. Why hate the poor? The golden window is sleepy and careless. A strong flute woke up graceful.

and

Ran Ran Qiu Guang can't stay, and the red leaves are full of dusk. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, landing on the pavilion and fragrant dogwood.

Purple bow gas, floating in the courtyard, rain at night in the smoke cage. Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.

Linjiangxian

In spring, cherry leaves and butterflies fly in pink. Sub-rules crow at the west of the small building, with jade hooks and curtains, and melancholy dusk smoke hangs down.

Don't be lonely in the alley, hope that the smoke will fade away. The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

Sword and song

Over the past 40 years, my motherland has been covered with mountains and rivers for three thousand miles. Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi. I've known him several times.

Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time. The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and there is still a farewell song in the teaching workshop. Tears for Gong E.

Coffee senna

Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south. On the boat, the orchestral river gurgles, and the city flies and rolls, killing the people who enjoy the flowers!

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Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn. Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building.

Coffee senna

How much hate, in my dream last night. Also like the old garden, the car is like flowing water in Ma Rulong; Flowers and the moon are spring breeze!

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How many tears, broken face after crossing H ... Don't worry about tears, Shengfeng will cry; There is no doubt about heartbreak!

Black night cry

It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled. Candle residual leakage off-frequency pillow. You can't sit on an equal footing.

The world flows with water, which is a dream. Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.

Huanxisha

Turn a candle to dream, want to find the past, sad people, God's will goes against the body.

In that month, the pool platform was empty, and the pavilions were shaded by flowers. When boarding the boat, you would not hesitate to take more clothes.