What is it to type poetry everywhere?

Bodhisattva Man, rouge snow is lightly scented.

Year: Song Author: Yan

Fragrant fragrance and light beam rouge snow. Worry about painting the crescent moon in spring. Love in the moonlight mirror. The light makeup is uneven.

There should be a gift. Try to stay on the swing. English red is everywhere. Wan Liu Suifeng.

One-year springiness of Moshanxi

Year: Song Author: Ye Mengde

In the spring of the year, I often hate the wind and rain. While you are still alive, while you are not drunk, while in spring, you should promise each other. The mountain man disguised himself and went back to the pool at dusk to ask Dongfeng if he knew about spring and was not free to go home. The city is full of songs, just like Henan in spring. Laughter makes you crazy, occupies the scenery and doesn't teach flying. In the Ming dynasty, people woke up from drunkenness, singing new words and chasing good scenery, and there were still gentlemen's parties.

Qingping Lu Lehua Yan Liu

Year: Song Author: Lee Tae

Show flowers and smoke. Spring is as strong as wine. Several strong winds and a new rain. Red and embroidery are all over the floor. Where is romance? It hurts to hate. It is also a dangerous fence, and a Sichuan cigarette is in the sunset.

"Negative Magnolia, a Du Yu"

Year: Song Author: Ceng Yi

Du Yu. The ground is red and sad. The national color is spring, charming. Catkin is floating in the wind. The bead curtain does not roll. Xi long Xiang hides powder. All friends and winners will come. Get drunk with you and pour a jade cup.

Butterfly flowers, red flowers on the ground and the first rain. "

Year: Song Author: Wu Lizhi

The ground was red, and it rained first. Shadows are dancing, and Ziyan is dancing in the wind.

The path of tobacco depression. The days are long and people are quiet.

Sink into the water and sell newly cut bamboo. The pillow is hazy, and the bottom of the flower smells like Yu Ying.

The spring dream still carries catkins. Fly over the east wall.

A trip to Zhanggong Cave

Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian

The ancient cave is deep in the daytime, and the haze haunts the world.

Flowers on the ground began to rest, and birds sang in spring.

Dan Zao moss goes far, Tan Songyue flies back.

I want to see it again, and I'm not interested in cutting the wall.

Give the teacher a crown.

Year: Song Author: Qin Guan

The pupil is cut like a bundle, and the black gauze is wrapped in cold jade.

Gone with the wind has its own attitude. Looking back, powder and makeup are secular.

Fog is like a cloud window, which makes people unable to peep. The horses and chariots are in front of the door.

After the ceremony, the altar was full of spring and crows were everywhere.

Flowers in the back garden of Yushu.

Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Chen

Li Yufang forest shelves, beautiful new clothes;

Yinghu couldn't get in at first, so he greeted with a smile.

Demon Ji's face is like a flower with dew, and Yushu Creek shines in the backyard;

Flowers bloom and fall in a short time, and the ground is silent!

again and again

Year: Song Author: Guo Yin

Red and dry one after another, Du Yu's voice is full of the breath of spring.

Poetry and wine are strong, and the commercial war season is happy.

I hate creeping weed, but I like it today.

Wan Tian Fei couldn't reach it, but the sword shot cold light in the bullfight.

Gong ci

Year: Song Author: Wang Jue

Maids fight for jade slingshots, and golden pills fly into flowers.

At that time, warblers were everywhere, and residual English was everywhere.

Chunhui Pavilion is a Fu for Exploring Chuanzi.

Year: Song Author: Wang Yi

How did people in the past miss their hearts? This is a metaphor of a hundred flowers blooming and beautiful spring.

Spring grass grows in a river, the earth turns red and spring returns to the earth.

The grass wants to report the sudden change in spring, and the child wants to raise the new.

The same is true of people who are ignorant of grass and cry like a sea.

Yangchun has feet back, and this year's flowers will bloom next year.

Kindness disappeared and never appeared again, painting and writing spring breeze.

In Tanchuan, there are children who miss their loved ones and leave white clouds in Maozhuting.

It's hard to reward kindness, but it's hard to complain about being alone in spring.

It is said that a dutiful son must cherish his time, and when it is dark, he will promote his face.

Recommend crisp spring vegetables as early as possible, and don't wait for wine to pour grass on the grave.

Fortunately, I will go home late with a purpose and rest the next day.

Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli

I was in Chang 'an Dream Mountain, so I didn't go to Chang 'an.

Don't teach me to sweep the floor and chat with the new green partition.

Bamboo leaves persuade people to have fun, and Liu Hua sends me cold spring.

The Ming dynasty gave rest and sleep, regardless of three poles and two poles.

Spring boudoir ci

Year: Ming Author:

In harmony with the weather, I like Chu Qing, but I stuck the needle in the hairpin.

The jade pillow dreams of people's silence, and the lyre shakes the courtyard and sinks.

Green water passes through lotus shadows, and purple swallows weave willow shadows.

In the silence of the day, the golden stove is fragrant and the windows are full of red.