Does anyone know Xin Qiji’s poems? Tell me about them?

/xqj.htm

Picking mulberry seeds on the middle wall of Shubo Mountain Road

The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words.

Now that I know all the sadness, I can’t stop talking. I wanted to stop talking, but I said that the weather has been cool for a long time.

Huanxi Sha, Uncle Gao and Zi are like a play in Sushan Temple

Flowers are now evenly powdered, and Liu Yin has green eyebrows. knit the brows? The east wind blows the rain as fine as dust.

I laugh at myself and love the mountains, but now I cherish the trees and people even more. I have a new feeling of worry and hatred.

Bodhisattva Man's Book on the Ostomy Wall of Jiangxi

Under the clear river water of Yugu Terrace, many passersby shed tears in the middle! Looking northwest to Chang'an, there are countless mountains!

The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. When Jiang was feeling sad at night, he heard partridges deep in the mountains.

Bodhisattvaman's heart-appreciating pavilion is a tribute to Prime Minister Ye

The words of masters in the green mountains are connected with countless thousands of horses. The misty rain looked down, but it seemed that it would never come.

People say that hair on the head always turns white in sorrow. Clap your hands and laugh at the sand gulls, your whole body is full of sorrow.

Qingpingle stayed alone in Wang's Nunnery in Boshan

Rice hung around the bed, bats turned over the lamp and danced. The pine trees on the house are blown by the heavy rain, and I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.

I spent my whole life in the north and south of the Yangtze River, and returned with a beautiful face. Sleeping in a dream in the autumn night under the quilt, you can see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers before your eyes.

Qingpingle

The village houses have low thatched eaves and green grass on the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is very charming, but who is the old lady with gray hair?

The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. His favorite child is rogue, lying at the head of the stream peeling off lotus pods.

Qing Ping Le’s inspection of the school’s mountain garden books

Lian Yun, pines and bamboos, everything will be settled from now on. The meat of Dongjia branch is leaning on the stick, and the liquor is first ripe on the bedside.

In the West Wind Pear and Zao Mountain Garden, children steal a long pole. Don't scare others away. I'll just sit back and watch.

Ruan Lang returns to Leiyang Road to recommend official gifts to Zhang Chufu

The lights in front of the mountain are about to become dusk, and the clouds come and go on the top of the mountain. There are several villages in the sound of partridges, and I meet old friends in Xiaoxiang.

Waving a feather fan, arranging a silk scarf, the young man is riding a horse in dust. Nowadays, I am haggard and gifted to summon my soul, and I have many scholarly crowns and miss my body!

Taichang quoted Jiankang Mid-Autumn Festival as a tribute to Lu Shuqian

A round of autumn shadows turns to golden waves, and the flying mirror is polished again. Ask Chang'e about the wine: What can I do if I'm cheated on?

Go on a good wind, thousands of miles in the sky, straight down to the mountains and rivers. Cut off the Gui Po Suo, and you will see more humanity and clear light!

The Moon over the Xijiang River showed Cao to pay for it with family affairs

Everything has passed by in a flash, and the willows will decline first after a hundred years. What is most appropriate now? It's better to get drunk, to travel, to sleep.

Have taken advantage of the opportunity to collect the payment as early as possible, and measure the income and expenditure. Nai Weng still took care of things, managing bamboos, mountains and water.

Partridge Sky Theme Cottage

The flocks of chickens and ducks are not harvested late, and the mulberries and hemp grow over the hilltops of the houses. What's not to envy me? I can't rest until I'm full.

New willows, old sandbanks, where the stream flows last year. He said that if he gave birth to children here, he would marry Zhou if he did not marry into the Jin family.

Partridge Sky and Elephant Lake are returning to the disease.

The pillow bed in the stream hall is as cold as autumn, and the clouds are broken and the water is harvested late. The red lotuses lean against each other as if they were intoxicated, and the white bird is silent and worried about itself.

The books are loud and restless, and every hill and valley is also romantic. I don’t know how much my physical strength has declined, but I feel too lazy to go upstairs.

Partridge Sky Gives It Away

The tears are not dry even after singing through the Yangguan Pass. There is nothing left to do but a meal. The water floating in the sky brings endless trees, and the rain clouds bury half of the mountain.

There are thousands of hatreds in the past and present, which only reflect the joys and sorrows of separation and separation. If there is no bad storm at the head of the river, it will be difficult for others to travel on earth!

Partridge Sky, a poem for generations

In the evening, the jackdaws are sad, and the willow pond is fresh and tender. If you don’t have hatred in your eyes, you don’t believe that there are white heads in the world.

The intestines are broken, the tears are hard to hold back, and the lovesickness returns to the Little Red Mansion. Love and knowledge have been blocked by mountains, and I often lean against the railings and cannot feel free.

Jade House Spring Playing on Yunshan Mountain

Who pushed the mountain in the middle of the night? There are floating clouds all around, so I guess it’s you. There are often two or three peaks facing each other, and I can't find any place while walking all over the stream head.

The west wind caught a glimpse of cloud crossing, and suddenly I saw a pillar in the southeast sky. The old monk clapped his hands and smiled and praised each other, and he was happy that the green mountain still lived there.

What the Magpie Bridge Immortal saw in Shanxingshu

Song Gang to escape the summer heat, thatched eaves to shelter from the rain, how many times do you come and go when you are free? When I was drunk, I held the solitary stone to look at the flying spring, but it was back to where I woke up.

The eastern family will marry a wife, and the western family will marry a daughter. It creates the fragrance of thousands of hectares of rice and flowers, spending every night and dew every day.

Talking on the sand, taking a drink at Lake Zhuangang on the second eve after the Gengxu Mid-Autumn Festival

The moonlit night in the pavilion, the autumn fragrance in the courtyard, and the smiling people coming and going. Who is desolate when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad back then!

With the sharing of cups and plates, they sang and danced and asked him what was so sad about him? There are times of reflection but also sadness, as the Double Ninth Festival is going to be windy and rainy.

Traveling on the Shasha and the Rhymes of Zhao Guoxing Zhilu

My road is long, my worries are quiet, and the most boring place is autumn. There are crows outside the west wind forest, and there are many dead grasses under the setting sun mountain.

I remember Shangshan for a long time. At that time, the four elders also traveled the Xianyang Road. For whom did the book come to light? So far no one knows this.

Define the storm and let the late spring flourish

The few days of spring are as strong as wine, and the flowers are arranged and the horses are drunk for a thousand minutes. Old age and spring are like illness and wine. The only thing is the tea pot with fragrant seal script and small curtain.

The remaining flowers have been swept away by the wind yet to be determined. Don't regret it, the flowers bloom and spring breeze comes. Who can see the return of spring? Flying swallows meet in the sunset when they come.

Determine the situation, send Lu to punish him, and make an appointment to come back in the Yuan Dynasty

It has been too long to say goodbye, and I am afraid to write a farewell poem when I am old. As far as the eye can see, there are no wild geese. You see, plum blossoms also express lovesickness.

The infinite journey is over. Fathers, there is no need to look at the banner with tears. When will Ding Ning be next? It must be remembered that on the tenth day of spring the lanterns are released.

Break the spell and write a poem for Chen Tong’s father

While drunk, I lit up the lamp to watch the sword, and dreamed of the horn-blowing camp. Eight hundred miles away, the subordinates are doing moxibustion, and the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield.

The horse is flying fast, and the bow is shaking like a thunderbolt. The affairs of the king and the world have been settled, and he has gained fame both before and after his death. Misfortune happens in vain!

Zhu Yingtai Ling

In late spring, the treasure hairpin is divided, the peach leaves are crossed, and the willows are dark in Nanpu. Afraid of going up stairs, where it will be windy and rainy nine times out of ten.

Every piece of broken heart is red, and no one cares about it. Who can call Qian and stop the wandering orioles?

Looking at the temples. Try to use the flowers to tell your heart, and then the hairpin will be counted again.

The lights in the tent are dim, and I am sobbing and dreaming: It is he who brings sorrow in spring. Where does spring go? But I don’t understand, and I will go back with sorrow!

Picking mulberry seeds on the middle wall of Shubo Mountain Road

The smoke is thick and the dew is in the barren pond of willows, and the rain is washing and the sun is clear. The rain washes away and the sun shines, the spring breeze is just as green.

Hold up the pot and take off your trousers to urge you back, full of hatred and emotion. There are thousands of hatreds and thousands of emotions, and everyone is bored and complains.

Picking mulberry seeds, I will stop asking questions in this life, and I will rely on the dangerous building alone. Leaning alone in a dangerous building, I don’t believe that there is no sorrow in this world.

It is the time for you to go to bed, so please return home. You, please return to your homeland and say that you will stay with the west wind for the rest of the year.

Moon in the Xijiang River, walking along the yellow sand road at night

The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.

Xijiang Yue is drunk and greedy for laughter, but she has to worry about how to gain time. Recently I have begun to realize that the ancient books are totally worthless.

Last night Songbian fell drunk and asked Songbian how I was drunk? I just want to help the loose one, push the loose one with my hands and say go!

Langtaosha, hearing the bell in the mountain temple at midnight

When I was born in a wine glass, everything was empty. There are three or five heroes from ancient times. Wherever the rain blows and the wind blows, there is the Han Palace and the Qin Palace.

Dream into the jungle of young people, singing and dancing in a hurry. The old monk mistakenly rang the bell in the middle of the night. I was startled by the west window, unable to sleep, and the west wind blew across the ground.

The flowers on the east slope are not red enough, but the strips are green. Under the heavy curtain, there are many songs in the corridor. Some people are asleep in spring, others are asleep in spring.

Songbirds break their dreams, clouds squint their eyes, and their fragrant gills turn red as they rise. Love and sorrow go hand in hand with flowers. Luo skirt is more than half width, Luo skirt is more than half width.

The dawn corner in the open air

The travel is prosperous, and people travel thousands of miles. Don't talk about old sorrows and new hatreds, the pavilion tree is like this now!

I am tired of traveling with officials, but beauties leave me drunk. Tomorrow thousands of flowers will be eaten in cold weather. If you can stay here, you will be a good person.

Bu Shuanzi repairs the bamboos and green trees in the cold, late in the day and the mountains and rivers are twilight. There is no one in the secluded path, and there is no one to be alone. This hatred is countless.

I only listen to the plum blossom language, and I am lazy to follow the hairspring. Looking for spring but not the fragrance, the fragrance is nowhere to be found.

Partridge Sky A visitor talks about fame and fame with great enthusiasm. In memory of his youth, he plays a drama

When he is in his prime, he carries a banner and holds thousands of men, and at the beginning of the journey, the golden falcon (衤James) suddenly rides across the river. In the night of the Yan army [female foot] Yinhu [gelu], Han arrows flew toward the golden servant girl.

Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. But he exchanged ten thousand words of military strategy for his boss's tree-planting book.

On the partridge sky, the tender mulberry leaves are broken, and some silkworm seeds are already growing in the east. The fine grass in the plain hills calls yellow calves, and the cold forest spots the dusk crows in the setting sun.

The mountains are far and near, the roads are sloping, and there are people selling wine in Qingqi. The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse flowers are blooming in the spring at Xitou.

Partridge Sky, Visiting the Wall of Drunken Book Restaurant in E Lake

Shepherd's purse flowers are blooming on the plain in spring, and crows are falling after the rain after the new plowing. Passionate white? Spring is helpless. In the evening, Qinglian wine is easy to get on credit.

In a leisurely mood and a careful life, there are mulberries and hemp on the west bank of the bullpen. Whose daughter is wearing a green skirt and a black mantle? I went to see my mother-in-law while silkworms were growing.

How about taking a stroll for two or three drinks when the partridge is looking for spring and then comes home? The mountain talent is so good that you are still tired after walking, and the rain is early when the poem is not finished.

Bringing a bamboo stick and wearing awning shoes, wild wormwood is blooming. Whose cold food goes to Ningnu? Smiling softly came up to Sangmo.

The partridge sky and the son's rhyme like the mountains

Who knows that the spring light controls the sunshine, and the wild wormwood flowers are red and pink. I worry about being old and having no children, and my alcoholism is now less severe.

The mountains are far and near, the road is sloping, and the orchestra is playing in a boring place. I can still remember where I got drunk last year, and I can count the houses by the stream in detail.

The partridge sky is filled with chaotic clouds, and the coming of spring brings all the evil dusk. I can't stand the rain in front of the eaves at night, and wait for the dream soul to drip tonight.

When the furnace embers are cold, the tripod is fragrant, and the wine is cold, who will send you to relive it? Who is playing the slanting flute outside Liuwai? It's unbearable to hear!

The partridges are so sleepy that they can’t sleep at night! The knowledge of love has not changed and there are many worries. Secretly thinking about the past, who could upset him with passion?

These basic things are misleading, and they are not true. I am jealous of my sweet sleep, so I wake up and talk about my dreams.

Sheng Chazi

Wandering by the Yuyan stream taking photos, the sky is at the bottom of the clear stream. There are moving clouds in the sky, and people are in the moving clouds. Who and Yu are singing high?

The voiceless sound in the empty valley begins. Neither ghost nor immortal, just a song of peach blossom water.

The sky is full of spring snow, and the plum blossoms are only half full. I love the people who live near the snow the most, and they are cut into chaos.

Xueer prefers to drink as long as the golden cup is full. Who said it was snowing and cold? The green sleeves are warm and dry.

Birth of Chazi

Last year the swallows came, deep in the curtain. The fragrant path returns to the mud, and all the instruments and books are stained.

When swallows come this year, who will listen to their whispers? No one could see the curtain roller, but there was a burst of dusk rain.

The elders in Huanxisha argued that the rain was even and their brows were no longer as furrowed as last year. Thank you for your diligence, but you will be trapped in the dust.

The singing of birds can sometimes persuade guests, and the little peach rogue has already seduced people. Pear blossoms are also used as whiteheads.

Congratulations to the bridegroom

Put the wine in the pavilion. Look at Yuanming and Fengliu, they look exactly like Crouching Dragon Zhuge. Where do the forest magpies come from? The snow remains on the pine tops.

It is necessary to break off the hat and add more hair. The remaining water and mountains have no attitude, and they have been thinned with plum blossoms and cooked into wind and moon. Two or three wild geese are also bleak.

A beautiful woman makes a promise but neglects to say goodbye. The Qingjiang River is so cold that it cannot be crossed due to the cold weather, and the water is deep and icy. The road is broken, the wheels are growing at the four corners, and the bones of pedestrians here are broken.

Who asked you to make me sad? It was forged now that I miss the wrong lovesickness, but I spent all the iron in the world to predict it at the beginning. Long night flute, don’t blow it to pieces!

Nanxiangzi

In the boat, I remember sleeping on my pillow next to the sound of the boat, listening to the cooing and falling asleep drunk. It turns into a flower base for singing and singing, but still, the green sleeves are in front of my eyes.

The two eyebrows are pointed after parting, and the dream is over. I only remember the moonlight on the eve of burying the grievance, looking at each other, regardless of people's sorrows, we can be alone.

Nanxiangzi is a good host, and he goes there all the time [for tea] regardless of the reason. The man was so sick that his makeup was smeared. Baba, it wouldn't be safe to put on a skirt.

Don’t cry too much, each other is always on credit. Today's new love must remember that the child will be like him in ten years.

Determine the situation and use rhyme and Zhao Jinchen to write the article

The weeds and idle flowers are not spring, but the cuckoo is old knowledge. It's better to go back and live, it's raining, and the pomegranate flowers are gone again.

The ministers in the front hall and the ladies in the palace are wearing ocher robes and thousands of red scarves. Don't ask about the rise and fall of today's masters. Listen, the hairiness before the flowers is already embarrassing.

The Sapphire Case, New Year's Eve

The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance.

The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.

Moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willow, and laughter is filled with hidden fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times.

Looking back suddenly, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.

Pink Butterfly and Jin Chen Fu

Falling flowers yesterday were like a thirteen-year-old daughter learning to embroider, one branch at a time, not teaching the flowers to grow thin.

If you are very ruthless, it will rain, rain, and wind. To the garden, spread lichen and red crepe.

This spring is like a frivolous prodigal who will not last long. Remember the time before and send spring back after.

Brew all the spring waves into a mellow wine. Make an appointment with Qingchou and Yangliu to wait for each other on the bank.

Millennium Diao The name of the small pavilion in Zhuan'an is "卮yan", and this word is written to mock it.

When the wine is poured out to others, harmony is poured out first. The most important thing is to be happy and everything will go well.

The funny guy sat down and smiled at the bird. Cold and heat always follow people, and the country of Gan is old.

When a young man drinks wine, others find it difficult to speak out. This harmonious truth will become clear in recent days.

It will not be very clever if you learn people's words. Look at them, they are pitiful, Qin Ji is lucky.

In the tallest building, there is a singer who asks for the songs of the four seasons when he is drunk. He seeks the road to Chang'an and returns home from a tired journey.

Seventy has been rare since ancient times. The lotus root flowers wet the front beard at night, and the cinnamon branches are blown by the wind on the hills.

How to get rid of it? You have to drink wine and recite poems. Don't be lonely in the snow by the bamboo side.

Don’t live alone with the moon by the willow. If you have too much time, you will become crazy.

No one cares about the business of growing flowers, but only God knows the taste of flowers. In the Laughing Mountain, the clouds rise early and the birds return late.

The highest building I wanted to beg to return home, but the dog refused to stop me because of the property, so he scolded me.

I am declining, when will I be rich? Wealth is a crisis. Forgetting to leave for the moment, I abandoned my official position and returned without getting any rice.

Mr. Mu, the magistrate of Tao County, is my teacher. Waiting for repair, the name of the gardener is unknown.

It would also be better to change the name to Ge or Pavilion. Drink leisurely and recite poems while drunk.

If a millennium of land is exchanged for 800 owners, how many keys will one person insert? Rest, rest, rest, let’s talk about right and wrong!

New Lotus Leaf and Zhao Dezhuang Yun

People have returned, who does Du Juan want to persuade to return? The green trees are like clouds, waiting for the orioles to fly.

Rabbit Kwai Oats, asked Liu Lang, how many times have you wet your clothes? The green screen has a quiet dream, and you can feel the water surrounding the mountain.

Having wine with you, the small garden is free and fragrant. It used to be prosperous, but now things have changed and people have changed.

In the spring breeze, I remember the year when I first met Cui Hui. There are few wild geese in Nanyun, and there is no reason for the brocade book.

The ugly slave is near, Li Yi's body is in effect on the Boshan Road

Thousands of peaks and clouds are rising, and the sudden rain is worth an instant. The trees are farther away and the sun is setting. How can the scenery create a picture?

Qingqi sells wine, but there is no one else on the other side of the mountain. As long as the scenery is beautiful, nothing will happen this summer.

When I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo doors are filled with so much naturalness. Wild birds fly in, and it’s normal leisure again.

But I blame the white gull for looking at people and wanting to do it but not doing so. The old allies are all here, but the new ones are here, so don’t say anything.

Qin Yuan Chun Lingshan Qi'an Fu, Yanhu Lake was not yet built at that time

The mountains are stacked and galloping to the west, thousands of horses are circling, and the mountains are looking to the east. The rushing water is rushing down, the jumping beads are splashing backwards, the small bridge is crossing, and the bow of the moon is missing.

Laohe is idle, Tianjiao is troubled, and the principal is in trouble. My house is small, outside the shadow of the dragon and snake, amid the sound of wind and rain.

There is a lot of competition to meet first. Look at the refreshing air coming towards the three peaks. He looks like a descendant of the Xie family, he is upright in his clothes, looks like a household in the courtyard, and rides gracefully.

I feel that during this period, it is powerful, profound, elegant and healthy, just like an article written by Tai Shigong. On Xintei Road, I asked Yanhu what day it was, and it was misty and rainy.

The new home with the lake in Qinyuan Spring is about to be completed

The three paths have just been completed, the cranes are resentful and the apes are frightened, and the garden has a bright future. It is said that Yunshan sincerely promises to have a peaceful business life, a well-dressed man, and a smile, which is worth the dust of death.

When you are tired, you must return, and when you are free, it is better to be early. How can it be water shield soup and perch soup! On the Qiujiang River, I watched the wild geese take refuge in the frightened strings, and the boats returned from the rough waves.

Donggang renovated the thatched house. It's better to open the windows facing the water. If you want to go fishing in a small boat, you should first plant willows and sparse fences to protect bamboos so as not to hinder the viewing of plum blossoms.

Autumn chrysanthemums are worth eating, and spring orchids are admirable. Leave them to the master to plant. I have been pondering for a long time, fearing that the king's favor has not been promised, and this intention lingers.

Qinyuan Chun

I will stop drinking and stop drinking, so that I don’t get close to the cup. Before you come, I will examine my body now. I have been thirsty for many years, and my throat is like a burnt cauldron.

I feel like sleeping now, and my breath is like thunder. You Liu Ling, a master of ancient and modern times, why not die and bury yourself after being drunk?

It’s so ungrateful to think of you as a confidant! They even rely on singing and dancing as matchmakers.

It’s usually a poisonous guess if you cooperate. There is no big or small complaint, it is born from what you love, there is no good or evil in things, and if you do something wrong, it will be a disaster.

I have made a promise to you, don’t stay and retreat immediately, I can still drink your cup with my strength. After bowing the cup again, Tao will leave immediately, and the invitation must come.

Spring in Han Palace, the Beginning of Spring

Spring has returned, look at the spring streamers hanging on the heads of the beauties. Unexpected wind and rain have failed to absorb the remaining cold.

When I was young, I dreamed of going to the West Garden tonight. Hun is not done, Huanggan recommends wine, and green leek is piled on the plate.

But I laughed at the east wind. From then on, the plum blossoms and willows were stained, and I had no time to spare. When I am free, I come to the mirror again and my beauty changes.

I am constantly worried, who can I ask who knows how to solve the puzzle? I'm afraid I'll see the flowers bloom and fall, and the geese will return first if they come in the morning.

Man Jiang Hong, Jiang Xing and Yang Jiweng Yun

As I pass by Xishan, I see strange places that look like something I have known in the past. In a dream, I travel all over the country, south and north of the Yangtze River.

You have to carry a stick with you on the best paths. How many taels of clogs can you eliminate in a lifetime? Laughing at the dust, thirty-nine years have passed, and I have been a guest for a long time!

Wuchu land, demolished in the southeast. Heroic things, Cao Liu is the enemy. It was blown away by the west wind, leaving no trace.

The young man in Lou Guan has passed away, and the flag has turned white before it is rolled up. Sighing at the world, sorrow and joy turn to find each other, the present is still the same as the past.

Man Jiang Hong, You Nanyan and Fan Kuo's Rhythm

Smilingly photographing Hongya, asking who cut the thousand-foot-long, green rock? It’s still the same, white horse in the west wind, Beicun Nanguo.

It seems that the monk's house is in chaos, and he is spitting out forest smoke when he wants to swallow it. I feel that everything in the world will fall when autumn comes.

Let’s fight for wine and drink with you. Even more hidden, looking for a secluded appointment. Let Ding Ning rest, Beishan Yuanhe.

If a deer comes from the canal and asks for a deer dream, if it is not a fish, then the fish will be happy. Just looking up, the birds are responding to you, and you are looking back wrongly.

Man Jiang Hong

Break the sorrow of separation, and the wind shakes the green bamboo outside the screen window. After the people left, the sound of the flute stopped, and the person leaning against the building was alone.

It is March dusk, and when I look up, I can see thousands of green mountains. But try sending a piece of paper to a book and read it from the beginning.

The word "Acacia" is empty and full. Love, when will it be enough? A little bit of dripping down the lapel, full of tears.

The fragrant grass does not distract travelers, and the weeping poplars only hinder people's eyes. The most painful thing is that at dusk of the full moon, the railings are bent.

Man Jiang Hong, Late Spring

I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and it’s time to eat cold food during the Qingming Festival. In the flower path, there is a lot of wind and rain, and a lot of mess.

The flowing water follows the red powder, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Counting the years, all the eryngium flowers will fall away, and it will be cold and powerless.

The courtyard is quiet and empty. There is nothing to talk about, and I am extremely sad. Afraid of wandering orioles and sucklings, I learned the news.

Where is Chi Su now? There is still no trace of Caiyun. Slow to teach others, shy to go to the upper floors, flat Wubi.

Manjianghong sends Li Zhengzhi to Shu for punishment

The road to Shu reaches the sky, and a cup of wine is given to travelers with embroidered clothes. She also lamented that she was sick in middle age and couldn't bear to say goodbye.

Looking at Zhuge Biao in the northeast, the grass in the southwest looks like a Xi. Attacking the name and collecting it for the king is like a rafter pen.

Don’t let your children shed tears. Jingchu Road, I can tell. I need to prepare new poems about the scenery of Mount Lu.

The eternal waves in Chibijitou, copper leather is the third watch of the moon on the road. When the plum blossoms are blooming and the snow is deep, we must remember each other.

Shui Tiao Ge Tou Zhou Ci Yangzhou and the rhyme of people

The setting sun rises from the dust, and the horsemen hunt in the clear autumn. The Han family has a hundred thousand troops, and the fleet is towering.

Who knows how to throw a whip and fly across the river? Recalling the past, [Gu Gao] is stained with blood, and the Buddha is worried about the wind and rain. Ji Zi was young and had a horse with black mink fur.

Now that I am old and scratching my white head, I passed through Yangzhou. When I feel tired of swimming and want to go to the river, I plant thousands of tangerines in my hands.

Two guests visit the scenic spots in the southeast and have thousands of poems and books, and try to make plans with you. Don't shoot at the Nanshan tiger, look for the rich people!

Shui Tiao Ge Tou

I love the lake with the gulls, thousands of feet of green dome. The teacher has nothing to do with his walking stick and walks a thousand times a day.

All the gulls and birds who have made an alliance with me, after today's alliance, please do not make guesses about each other. Where is the white crane? Try and come together.

Break the green duckweed, expel the green algae, and stand up the green moss. The peeping fish laughs at your crazy plan, and raises my cup in confusion.

Abandoned swamps and barren hills in the past, with bright moon and clear breeze this night, how much joy and sorrow can there be in the world? There is less green shade on the east bank, and more willows need to be planted.

Shui Tiao Ge Tou and Uncle Ma spent time at Yuebo Tower

The guest will not be here for a long time, and the good times will be reserved for you. The west tower is dedicated to chanting and admiring, so why bother asking for more information?

Arouse the bright moon one day, shining on me full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flowing. The whale's drink has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already spread.

The wild light floats, the sky returns, and the things are beautiful and quiet. Zhongzhou is full of regrets, I wonder how many people will be sad tonight?

Who thinks that heroes are old? Not only does fame mean little, but decision-making takes a long time. This matter is worth mentioning, but I will support you in the future!

Shui Tiao Ge Tou

My ambition is vast, and I have dreamed of reaching the sky in the past. In the moss moon, the world has been admiring it for thousands of years.

There is a guest, a luan and a phoenix, the clouds meet the green mountains and red cliffs, and we meet in the high cold. Drinking wine to support Beidou, I also have lice in the meantime.

Shaoge said: The spirit is very relaxed, and the shape is like sleeping. The swan is raised high again and again, and the sky and the earth are visible.

I want to sing again and sleep in my dreams. I push my pillow and think alone in confusion. Is everything wrong? There is a beauty to talk about, and the autumn water separates Chanjuan.

Basheng Ganzhou read "Li Guangzhuan" at night, and couldn't sleep because he missed Chao Chulao and Yang Minzhan, who were about to live together in the mountains.

Li Guang's story was used in the play and the poem was sent to him. Of.

So when the general returned from drinking at night, he found the carved saddle in the pavilion. I hate the drunk captain of Baling. I didn’t recognize him in a hurry, and my peach and plum trees are speechless.

Riding across Shehu Mountain, the rocks cracked and the sound of strings startled. When you are down and out, you become a marquis, and you end up in the countryside at the end of the year.

Who asked Sang Madu Qu for short clothes and horses to move to Nanshan? Look at the romantic and generous people, chatting and laughing through their remaining years.

The Han Dynasty opened its borders, and its fame spread far and wide. Even those who were strong back then had no time to spare? Outside the screen window, there was a slanting wind, drizzle, and a slight chill.

Nian Nujiao writes on the wall of Dongliu Village

The wild tang flowers have fallen, and the Qingming Festival has passed in a hurry. □ (There is an extra horizontal line on the left side of "draw") The east wind deceives guests in their dreams, and a pillow of cloud screen makes them feel cold and timid.

The curved bank holds a wine cup, and the weeping poplars tie the horses to each other. I once said goodbye to this place. The building is empty and people go, but Feiyan can talk about the old travel.

At the east end of Qimo Road, pedestrians often see each other, and the moon is slender under the curtain. The spring river of old hatred is still flowing, and the new hatred is thousands of clouds high.

It is expected that in the Ming Dynasty, when we meet again in front of you, the flowers in the mirror will be difficult to break. You should also be surprised to ask: How many hair have you lost recently?

Nian Nujiao Fu Yuyan

Where have I been worried recently? Where can I still know my joy? A bit of desolation through the ages, leaning against the west wind alone.

Look for springs with bamboos, plant trees with clouds, and call yourself a true leisure guest. This leisure place of the heart should not be borrowed from Qiuhe for a long time.

Don’t say that the past was not true, but it is true now. Let’s take it seriously. When I'm drunk, I don't know who I am, it's not the moon, not the clouds, not the crane.

The dew is cold and the wind is high, the pine tips are full of osmanthus, and I still wake up after being drunk. Lying high above the north window, don't let the chirping birds scare you.

Nian Nujiao climbed up to build the Kangxinxin Pavilion, and left the history to show the way.

I came to pay tribute to the past, go up to the dangerous building to win, and worry about thousands of dendrobiums. Where are the tigers and dragons? Only rise and fall are everywhere.

The sun is setting outside the willows, birds are returning to the waterside, and the trees are blowing in the wind. When the sail goes west, who will spray the frost bamboo?

But I recall the romance of Anshi, the late years of Dongshan, the tears falling and the mournful music of the zither. All the achievements and fame of the children have been given to them, but the chess game has only disappeared over time.

The treasure mirror is hard to find, and the clouds are approaching dusk. Who can persuade the cup to be green? The wind is angry at the head of the river, and the waves are rolling over the house.

Magnolia is slow and handsome Zhang Zhonggu is presented at the banquet

When Hanzhong was rejuvenated and Han industry was established, I asked whether this place is right or wrong? I want to point my sword at the Three Qin Dynasties, and the king will be proud of it and return eastward after a battle.

The pursuit of death is gone now, but the mountains and rivers are full of tears and stained clothes. The setting sun has cleared the dust, and the westerly wind has filled the air.

The first book is an imperial division, and he is going to conquer the west in a small trial. He left the feast hastily and hurried away, full of worries about the flags.

You are thinking of me, and when you look back, you can see the autumn shadows on the river and the first flight of wild geese. And the four corners of the wheel are too small to reduce the waistline.

Magnolia flowers are slowly drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival. The guest said that the predecessors had gifts to wait for the moon but did not send the moon, because they used the heaven to ask the body gifts

Poor today's moon, where is it going? long? Is it a different world, only seen over there, with light and shadow to the east?

The sky is full of sweat, but the wind is blowing, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming? Who can tie the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay?

It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and being in a trance makes people sad. Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally.

A shrimp and toad can't stand bathing in the water, so why do you ask? The jade rabbit can explain the ups and downs? If everything is fine, how come it gradually becomes like a hook?

Magnolia is slow and Chuzhou sends Fan Chuan off

As I grow old, my affection diminishes and I feel timid about farewell wine. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon is very beautiful, but it doesn't shine brightly.

I don’t care about the ruthless water, I only care about returning the ship to the west wind. In the evening of autumn, on the Shumper River, my children were in front of the lamp late at night.

If you collect your shirt, you can go to heaven. The Jade Palace is thinking of virtuous people. I want to be clear in the middle of the night, study abroad and look at the grass, but I am sent to the side.

An old friend from Chang'an asked me, "I am still worried about drinking wine." My eyes are broken and the geese are falling in the autumn sky, and the empty strings are ringing when I get drunk.

Moyu'er Chunxi moved from Hubei to Hunan, and his fellow official Wang Zhengzhi built a small wine pavilion as a gift.

More winds and rains can be eliminated, and spring returns in a hurry. Cherish the spring and fear that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless red ones! Live in spring.

Seeing the saying, there is no way back for the fragrant grass at the end of the world. Resenting the spring is silent. Even though I am only diligent, I paint the cobwebs on the eaves and fly catkins all over the place.

It’s a matter of Nagato’s affairs, but the date of the wedding was planned incorrectly.

Some people were jealous of Mo Mei. Even if you spend thousands of gold to buy a gift like a gift, who can complain about this feeling? Jun Mowu.

If you don’t see it, the jade rings and flying swallows will be dust! Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on the dangerous railing. The setting sun is setting, and the smoke and willows are breaking your heart.

Water dragon chants, Dengjian Kang Shangxin Pavilion

The clear autumn is thousands of miles away, and the water goes with the sky and the autumn is boundless. The eyes are far away, offering sorrow and hatred, jade hairpin and snail bun.

The sunset above the building, in the sound of broken bells, a wanderer from the south of the Yangtze River. After looking at Wu Gou and photographing the entire corridor, no one understood it.

Don’t say that the perch is worthy of praise. When the west wind blows, will the eagle return in season? Asking for fields and houses, fearing that he should be embarrassed to see you, Liu Lang is talented.

It’s a pity that the passing of time, the sorrow of wind and rain, the tree is still like this! Who is this? Call me for the red scarf and green sleeves, and find the hero's tears!

Shuilongyin for Hannanjian Shangshu Shoujiachen

The horse crosses the river and comes from the south. How many people are really good at economics? Chang'an elders, the scenery of Xinting is still pitiful!

People from Yifu, Shenzhou and Lu, how many times have they looked back! Counting an army thousands of miles apart, merit and fame are what they are, true Confucianism, do you know?

Kuang Youwen fights in the mountains, facing Tongyin and Mantingting in the clear day. I fell to the ground back then, but now I have a try and the wind and clouds are running wild.

The green fields are full of wind and dust, the grass and trees of Pingzhang are beautiful, and the songs and wine of Dongshan are beautiful. Wait until his year to put things in order, and I wish you longevity.

The Water Dragon Sings Passing the Nanjian Shuangxi Tower

Raising your head to the floating clouds in the northwest, you need a long sword to lean against the sky thousands of miles away. People say that this place can be seen late at night, with the glory of bullfights.

I feel that the mountains are high, the pond is empty and the water is cold, and the moon and stars are pale. The rhinoceros is about to burn and look down, but it is afraid when leaning on the railing. The wind and thunder are angry, and the fish and dragons are miserable.

The gorge is opposite to the Cangjiang River, passing through dangerous buildings, trying to fly but still holding back. Yuanlong is old, so he might as well lie down high and cool the mat in the curling pot.

The rise and fall of the ages, the laughter of a hundred years, can be seen in a moment. I asked who was unloading the sails on the beach and tying them to the sun cable?

Yong Yu Le Jingkou Beigu Pavilion nostalgic for the past

Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, Sun Zhong seeks a place. On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain.

The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the humane slaves once lived. I remember those days when we were fierce and powerful, and we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yuanjia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.

Looking back, there is a sacred crow drum under the Buddha Temple! Who can ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?

Congratulations to the bridegroom

The partridges are singing and the cuckoos are singing! Crying to the end of spring has nowhere to go, and the bitter hatred of Fang Fei has stopped. Not yet arrived, parting in this world.

Immediately the pipa gate will be closed, the gate will be longer, the green chariot will pass the golden gate. Look at Yanyan and send her back to my concubine.

The general’s reputation was ruined after hundreds of battles. Thousands of miles back to the river, old friends will never be seen again. The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, and the people's clothes are like snow.

The true hero, the tragic song is not yet complete. The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it never cries clear tears and cries blood. Who fucked me, Zui Mingyue?

Congratulations to the Bridegroom

I have been devastated all my life, and my friends have been scattered. How much is left now? The white sky hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world. What can make the public happy?

I see how charming the green mountains are, and I guess they should be like this when they see me. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar. One scratched his head in the east window.

Imagine Yuan Ming and Tingyun Shijiu, the flavor at this time. Those in Jiangzuo who are busy seeking fame don’t know the wonderful principles of turbid mash! I look back and shout, the clouds are flying and the wind is blowing.

If you don’t hate the ancients, I won’t see you. If you hate the ancients, you won’t see me. Those who know me are two or three sons.

Congratulations to the bridegroom and his father-in-law, and then reply in rhyme

What a shame for the boss! It seems that now, the smell of Yuanlong and the entanglement of Meng Gong. I, the sick man, came to sing and drink loudly, causing the snow to fall from the top of the building.

Smiling at wealth and honor, and at a critical moment. Who will listen to the hard words? I remember that at that time, there was only the moon in the west window. Drink again and change to the harp.

Things are the same but people's hearts are different. Ask Qu Nong: After all, how many separations have there been in China? No one cares about the car of sweat, blood and salt, and collects the bones of a horse thousands of miles away.

The right eye is cut off and the road to the river is cut off. I pity you the most, Zhongxiaowu, a Taoist man who is determined to die! Try your hand and mend the cracks in the sky.

Congratulate the bridegroom and send Du Shugao with the previous rhyme

Take a closer look at Jun's poem: The lingering sound of sadness, the vastness of the fishing sky, and the entanglement in Dongting. There is no dust on the thousand-foot cliff, only layers of ice and snow.

At first sight, hair grows in cold weather. Since the past, beauties have often had bad lives, and since ancient times, there has been a sad month. The golden house is cold and the night tune is soothing.

Go to Tianchi Wujun’s house to say goodbye. Look at Chengkong, the fish and dragons are bleak, the wind and clouds are opening and closing. Looking up at the Shenzhou Road in clothes and clothes, all the bones of war are gone in the daytime.

Sigh to Yifu, everyone is pure! In the middle of the night, the sad wind blows up while singing madly. Listening to the clanking sound, the horse formations stand on the iron eaves. South and North are dividing!

Congratulate the bridegroom and give narcissus

I am lying in the clouds and my clothes are cold. Look at Xiao Ran, before the wind and under the moon, and the shadows by the water. Luo socks and dust are born in Lingbo, and the soup is covered with mist and the river is vast.

Love it a little, and it will turn yellow into a halo. I don’t remember the time when we met, and I was very affectionate, and my fragrance formed a formation for me. Wait for the tears and collect the remaining powder.

Lingjun has always been filled with hatred. I regretted it at that time and forgot about it in a hurry. This is the inscription of the immortal. The mist and rain are misty and confusing, and the green mantle is shaking. Who will fix it?

The writing is written and the Yaoqin is indignant. No one has the gift to summon the soul when the string is broken, but the gravel of the golden cup is smooth. Worry about being drunk and sober alone.

Congratulations to the bridegroom and a pipa poem

Phoenix tail and dragon incense are played, since Kaiyuan's "Neon Shang" song, how many romances have there been? The most bitter guest is the first guest on the Xunyang River, who is waiting to go out.

Leave the fortress and see yellow clouds and snow. I am about to leave my sorrow thirty thousand miles away. Looking at the sun and the palace, I am alone. I can't express my regrets.

The messenger from Liaoyang Station has no voice, the window is cold, the window is lightly opened and the eyelashes are filled with tears. The pushing hand returns the hand affectionately, with a touch of "Liangzhou" mourning.

Eternal events, clouds and smoke disappear. There is no news about Mr. He's appointment. He wants to rest in the bustling north of Chenxiang Pavilion. When I play it here, I cry.

Partridge Sky cannot read Yuan Ming's poems, and plays short poems to send them off

In his old age, he works hard without complaining about poverty, and he only fights with his neighbors over wine. There is nothing to do between the Jin and Song Dynasties, so he is a person above Emperor Xi.

Thousands of years later, hundreds of articles have survived, and not a single word is unclear. If the King of Jiao Xie Zhulang were here, he would not have arrived at Chaisangmo Shangchen!

I want to go up to a tall building to escape my worries, but my worries follow me up to the tall building. After many changes in the country, many relatives and friends have died!

Go back to rest, go back to rest, if you are not an adult, you will always be granted the title of marquis. The origin of floating clouds is uncertain, and they are as free as floating clouds.

Yuleuchun

Whose daughter is there in twos and threes? Listen to the songbirds talking on the branches. It's been a long time since I've been carrying the pot and selling wine. I have to go early when my mother-in-law's cake is burnt.

When I was drunk, I forgot the way I came, so I asked the traveler where he lived. Just look for the ancient temple and pass by tallow trees in the south of the river.

I want to persuade Chunguang to live in the Jade Tower before the spring breeze. Spring is on Fangcao Road in the south of the city. The flowers do not fall with the water, but become floating catkins on the mud.

The stars in the mirror are wrong, and people live up to their spring and self-confidence. When I return to my dream, I will be far away from my worries, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms.

Dielianhua, a gift to my younger brother

Thirty thousand hectares of fading grass and setting sun. It’s not a wandering thing, just a solitary shadow in the sky. It's desolate enough to drink heavily, and pedestrians wake up toward the river head.

I will stay away less and look at my temples more.

There are thousands of threads, not to mention the new disease. It's not that divorce is difficult to deal with, it's that he provokes other hatreds!

The smokeless palace in Linjiang Immortal Golden Valley has green trees, tender and cold for fear of the spring breeze. Boshan is slightly warm and fuzzy. In the spring scenery of the small building, there is a deep dream and the sound of rain.

When will the Biepu carp arrive? The brocade book will be full of hatred. We met under the crabapple flowers last year. You should also lose weight as you go, and endure the tears to look for the remaining redness.

Linjiang Immortal

Holding yellow flowers in hand without any thoughts, I walked leisurely through the corridor. The rolling curtain is fragrant with the lingering fragrance of cinnamon. It’s hard for ducks to sleep under dead loads, and dark ponds due to sparse rain.

I remember holding hands in the old days, but now we are far away from each other. Don't leave the remaining makeup behind when you shed tears. In the old love and new dream, I think about it when I am free.

I remember to burn this night incense with a cut of plum blossoms. People are in the cloister, and the moon is in the cloister.

Now I am alone in the dim sky, thinking when I walk and thinking when I sit.

The word "jin" comes in three or two lines, which can break the hearts of thousands of people and break the hearts of thousands of people. Where is the fairyland in Yan'er? It’s scary to come, and it’s scary to go.

Nan Xiangzi, Dengjingkou Beigu Pavilion is pregnant

Where can I look at China? Beigu Tower is full of scenery. How many things have happened through the ages? long! The Yangtze River is endless.

The young man Wan Dou satisfies the battle in the southeast. Who is the rival of the world's heroes? Cao Liu! Having a son should be like Sun Zhongmou.