Drunk poems

How can spring not be left blank, so that orioles can keep singing.

The flowers on the ground died again, and the color of the ghosting was originally dyed by his wind and rain in Nanyuan last night.

Miss Lian Xiao had just finished playing the pipa, and at dawn, her thoughts lingered in the sky.

See that refused to enter the rich and powerful family at ease, dancing freely in the spring breeze.

Xijiang month

Gorgeous songs drunk, Zhu men towering copper rings. Zhongtian Louguan * * * climbs. The flying catkins and falling flowers in the Spring Festival Evening. The Pearl Lake in under the greenwood tree is reflected low, while the Sulian Cangwan is inclined. Silver Hook China is among the five clouds. Yi yi jiao long zi wan