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A poem of good luck

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Dongsong

Full article, full frost and snow, full dust. Until now, there is nothing to clean up, only poverty. Fame and fame have always followed. What I regret most is Zhang Xun. Next few years, a few good luck, just keep it from others.

Lotus in March

bai yuchan

Song dynasty; surname

No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, everything is made of chemicals.

Who says that there is no good luck in life, and you can't see hibiscus in March?

The poet is still afraid of the east wind, and his drunken eyes really doubt the peony red.

It's not too late for the Double Ninth Festival. Just make a happy face.

Snippet: It's autumn wind in Ming Sheng, buying wine and flying snow in winter. (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")

Every winter, from the post office in Handan to Sunday, I bring my knee lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night)

Children are neighbors in the snow in winter, and fools on the shore are precious. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb)