Poems related to laughter

The word little is rare, only one, occupying a vacancy, very handsome. The mysterious mystery, the wonderful absolutely wonderful. Natural multicolored psychic photos. A pearl, the mask of Wan Dao Xia. Clean and clear, cold dawn. Faint and silent, I am unconscious. Everything about Rosen is shining. On the moon, toads crow, and during the day, golden roosters crow. There are many with the word Xiao. You can choose one. Fang was given a fairy boat, and Xiyuan was a hidden talent. Before the train sign, the rooster announced the dawn early. Wu Zetian declared that she was lucky to go to the garden in the twelfth lunar month. She traveled to the garden in the Ming Dynasty, and she was anxious to report to Chunzhi. Flowers bloom overnight, don't wait for the breeze to blow. Li Xia's three poems, Luo Fu Chu Zongji, Hui Fang petite. Before returning to the ship, the moon sets and the spring sleep always dawns. Linghu Chu Zaqu, two pieces of Sauvignon Blanc, spring sleep, screen window fans. In the hazy dream, the wanderer is in western Liaoning. Zhang's two zaqu "Chunjiang Qu" arrived, and the waves staggered. Where is Qianzhou? There are geese in the fog. * * * Zage, ranked third, sat in front of the silver hairpin and stayed in the jade hairpin. Your door is often missing, and there is no place to thank you. Zhang Zaqu's lyrics, Gong Qu's Cui box opens the cold mirror, and the beads hang and shake. Dressing up as afraid of dawn also promotes spring nights. Zhang Zuoci's miscellaneous music Jiang Guoshi and Jin Jingbing. Ganquan will spend the summer, and Taipower Guang Xiao will condense. Bai Juyi's lyrics are always in my heart, full of hatred for songbirds and envy for swallows coming at night. I am not used to saying goodbye in spring, but I know I am crying. Bai Juyi's zaqu ci is always in my mind. The ci is Leng Yue in a pearl tin foil cage, and the screen window shines on people. The tears on the towel at night are half spring ice. Wang Jiyong's Wushan movie Before Jiang Exiled, Foreign Minister Lei Shengxia. There is no auspicious rhyme, and the pavilion is pale. Lu Xuanwu's second pool, the dawn opens and the autumn moon sets. I walked Wan Li Road and touched the harp. Tracy's happiness in Chang 'an can remind him of dawn, and the scenery will last for many years. Laifeng gathered all the guests and came back before the flowers fell. Li was presented with 14 songs, such as "romantic banquet", "sweet osmanthus in the moon" and "drawing rattan cups in the moon". Straight into the garden, the study looks at dawn. Wang Bowang looks at the river in early spring, the spring tide is white and the mountains are long and clear. In a foreign land, flowers and willows are reflected in the pavilion. Wu Ping's visit to Jingchuan, Western Qin and Huan Tan is clear and clear, and autumn shadows overlap. You are very happy and worried when you meet. Ding Xianzhi's "Five Poems in the South of the Yangtze River" has unconsciously become a makeup, and it has experienced a surge. Because crossing the river from Jingkou, the emissary reported to King Shaoling. Wang Jin's farewell to Wangchuan is still there, and the wind is cold. Yin Qin, like all sentient beings, is melancholy. Meng Haoran Xiao Chun I woke up easily in this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Li Bai cried that Xuancheng was good at brewing old springs. There is no dawn at night, who is selling wine? Wei sent willow leaves full of cold pools and frosted shelves. Stay here all day, don't be lonely. Wei Xuexing sent Zanzi, dressed in a cold ride, floating in the dark. It's dawn in the county, and you can see fir and pine trees on the clouds. "One Hundred Untitled Poems on the River in Qian Qi" (a poem by Xie Qian) is not in Qingjiang at night, and the moonlight is heavy. Not for pleasure, but to hurt the boss. Qian Qi's Untitled Poem (a poem by Xie Qian) has 100, with only a few poor villages. No one is competing for the crossing, and the cold sand falls under the waning moon. One hundred untitled poems by Qian Qi and You Jiang (written by Xie Qian) are still rich, but autumn flowers are not easy to meet. Although it is late to wade into the river, the tall trees are full of hibiscus. Lang Shiyuan entered Gu Duo Chunxing and took a boat to Bixun. It rained last night, and the stream deepened. Gu Kuang listens to partridges, and there is no spring wine, and there is no spring bird. Spend the night in Taohua Village and sing softly to welcome the dawn. In Huang Ju Bay in Gu Kuang, when chrysanthemums coagulate, dewdrops fall into Qiuwan. Fairy wine is ripe and drunk. Geng Kun returned to Ma Xiao Road on the border of Meixian County early, and made a detour to Weichuan Road. From Yangshan to Gucheng, autumn is full of white grass. Dai Shulun's five lonely guests who went to Fuzhou to enjoy Cui Facao were caught in the rain at night, which was more terrible than a bird. There are many empty single drops at night, and the chaos is known. Dai Shulun also rewarded Xiao Deng with five cold lights in the darkroom, which surprised the spring rain. If you want to go far away, the road is blocked with mud. Liu Lun's white hair sighed and combed her hair, and the woman surprised her wife with tears. I don't know the color of silk, but I can get several autumns. Yangling's hometown of Fujian is three thousand miles west of Sichuan, on the water side of Banan. Clouds break, jathyapple Gorge is long. In Baiyun Tree, the sun shines in spring and the sun sets in Shui Ying. In the silence and deep smoke, the fishing boat didn't come home at night. Sikong Shu Han Tang Xiao combs water, and Han and Tang Dynasties sit and watch autumn. The heart of the country is endless, and a wild goose crosses the South Tower. Wang Jianwen Zigui cried all night and wanted to wear it in a small mouth. The situation is sleepless, and the sound is heard. The ancient meaning of Shang Liu is that he sleeps in cold clothes and opens the curtains with frost and dew. Last night, the wind blew tears, and there was ice in front of the pillow. Feng Xiaoxiao, Quan Deyu, rocked five or two, and the waning moon reflected the stone wall. At dawn, there is a sail in the sky. Linghu Chu Spring Tour Song: Sanxiao Garden, Looking up at the Spring Pavilion. Fang Shu Luoxian Station, Castle Peak Exhibition Cuiping. Linghu Chu boudoir sent two spring sleep songs, and the screen window was fascinated. In the hazy dream, the wanderer is in western Liaoning. And Liu came up with a new topic "Three Treasures Hall Twenty-one Braves". The building in Beilou County is dawn, so you can't go home all day. Autumn will come late, and the long wind will send the bright moon. Han Yu's bosom friend sincerely hopes that his bosom friend sincerely hopes that he can't miss his son. Before dawn, walk on the moon with wine. Wang Ya thought that the cock crowed at dawn and Yingying banned Lin Chun. Whoever enters the Wushan dream should only be the water god. Wang Ya's boudoir offers five bridal chambers. Tonight, the moon is as good as frost. Tingting went to Guang Xiao in order to leave hateful people behind. Liu Yuxi talked about red persimmons, and even the stars appeared in the morning and the sun hung at night. This is a legacy, and it is self-protection. Liu Yuxi originated in Ezhou, sent two letters to courtiers and sent them to Liulin for defense, and heard five drums in the distant city. Memories sleep with old friends, but it's still time to talk. Zhang Gong Le Wu Cui Box opens the cold mirror, and the beads hang and shake. Dressing up as afraid of dawn also promotes spring nights. Zhang's "Five Songs of the Palace" is "Red Fruit and Yaochi", and the golden plate reveals the well ice. Ganquan will spend the summer, and Taipower Guang Xiao will condense. Zhang's two songs on the riverside are gone, and the waves are gone. Where is Qianzhou? There are geese in the frost. Lu Wenhe listened to the hidden providence of the little dragon Zhongshan Magpie and touched the cage sadly. I am shocked to hear the pain of thousands of miles. Dr. Cen Can presented a seal to the doctor. He broke six mythical songs of triumph. The flag was wet at dusk, the smoke was white, and the sun was cold. Last night, the general Lien Chan, the army saw nothing but empty horses and saddles. In Wuwei, Judge Liu was sent to the March volcano in western China. In May, there are few pedestrians, watching your horse die like a bird. All Hu Junying are in the west of Venus, and a horn will shake Xiaohutian. Baoji worshiped the stone horse in front of Yuanling Palace, and the gold shop in Yunzhong was closed several times. I didn't see the dew on the plate to greet the dawn, but I heard the wooden axe buckle. Zhang Jiming Palace is full of blue tiles and beech trees, and Jinbao fans are cold. Mo Yun Guan Ge is so high that the river broke through the mountain. The cloud of Sushi Mountain, Han Han, is not the same as this mountain, which is hazy and gray. At dawn, the crescent moon flies to the tall trees, and the Milky Way in autumn night is far to the west of several peaks. Han Yi's youth journey is a thousand points, and her hair is embroidered at the end. Whips dawn out of Zhangtai Road, branches and leaves spring in the wind. Gu Kuang's four elegies: Where the dawn blows, the water town in the south of the Yangtze River is connected with Zhuge. Beauty is like flowers in all directions, crying at the spring breeze, but afraid of flowers dying. Gu Kuang mourns the spring breeze and listens to the spring birds; Don't see too much, too little. Worried people can never sleep, but Jing Yao and Yu Sheng know each other. Gu Kuang, Song Song,, Zhang Xia,,,,,,,,,,, Yun Fan,. The first time I saw you off from Yangzhou, the river was foggy. Gu Kuang listened to the homesickness of his hometown, and his yellow leaves were covered with moss. After the dream, Chengtou mourned. That night, the heartbroken man disappeared and the shadow lingered. Five poems in Gu Kuang Palace prohibit the willow smoke from smelling the small arms, and the wind blows the jade and leaks the copper pot. The official first opened the incense burner to Penglai Hall and Brocade. There are five poems in Gu Kuang Palace, in which the jade steps let the guards stay for thousands of officials, and the wind hunts the bluestone tablets to keep out the cold. The maid first recommended Joan Rui, revealing nine new dishes. Gu Kuang listened to Zigui (this topic has the word "take the mountain"), and Zigui bird in Qixia Mountain, with blood in his mouth, sobbed. Monks don't smell mountains and moons at the beginning of the night. The bamboo music in Gu Kuang does not return to Cangwu, leaving Jing in Dongting. After Ba people sang bamboo sticks at night, the sounds of heartbroken apes faded. Rong Hong's slogan "Guizhou", painted three tones to move customers' worries, is as frost as snow. Who knows that the warm scenery in Guilin is more important than soap, mink and fur. In Douxiang, Lingtai Town, Qiu Cen was presented with a sunny day in Tianshan Mountain, and the red flag knew Han Jiaying far away. Recently, Hu rode to the south to graze, and spring grass grew on the edge of Yangmacheng. Dai Shulun rewarded Luo Shi for answering poems, saying that the pavilion was empty, and the rain wet the river, which was not spring. Don't blame me for piling up the cases by the bed. I'm already worried about the ancients. In Lu Lun, the peaks of Wuzhen Temple meet and cover one peak, and the dawn color often falls from the sky. It's like going to a Buddhist country in the west and counting towers in the lotus shadow. Yifeng Li and Wu Xianggong heard warblers (a kind of warblers in Sichuan) in spring. This is obviously like writing about Wen Jun's hatred, full of resentment and sadness. Li Shiyi's "Clouds in the Mountain" is not * * * this mountain is neat, but the mountain is pale and lost. At dawn, the crescent moon flies to the tall trees, and the Milky Way in autumn night is far to the west of several peaks. Yangling Calyx Building South heard that Gong's smoke was auspicious, and the morning light came, and the * * * cleared up. Yellow birds crow, magpies are seen from a distance, and phoenix comes out in the spring breeze. Uncle Sikong sent someone back to Fu Bo, Guizhou Province, where the halberd was as red as frost. At dawn, the oil curtain opens, the birds are gone, and the general goes with the wind alone. Uncle Sikong's mixed moon didn't open a black head in Liaocheng, and Ssangyong Jinjiao was sad. There are yellow dust scattered with the wind everywhere, which denies the general's dovetail flag. In the autumn night, before Nagato's bed, Wang Jian's candle is dim, and the copper pot drips water late at dawn. The residual light is still blowing, when the children's palace is awake. Wang Jian looked at the chess layout of the Beauty Palace at night, and the number of black and white players stopped. Looking around, I picked up the jade sand. It was dawn, but the Weaver Girl was still two or three stars. Wang Jianchun's ci lovers from morning till night, cherries like pearls, dew like water. The master next door sent the fire back to Lang, moved the pillow, and went back to sleep at the dawn window. Wang Jian looked at Yangzhou night market, where there were thousands of lights in the blue sky and many people drinking tea in high buildings. Today's wanderers are different from usual, and their singing skills are perfect. Wang hopes that the pavilion in Huaqing Palace will be more vivid, and the deer will leave at sunrise. Emperor Wu knew that he would not die. He saw the immortal in the Jade Palace. Before the Qing Dynasty, Wang Jianhua suddenly interrupted the spring in front of Willow and Willow Palace, and first alarmed the spring explorers. I only owe Li Shanyu, but I wash away the dust on the green branches. Liu's double-blooming lotus and new flowers bloom at the same time, with heavy makeup and a smile like a flower. In the west, the bird of Jialing flies into the pool in the morning and evening.