What are the poems with early characters in the title?

Self-pity is not rewarded. Poor children rent more and lose less. Welcome back to ouchi after the new rain of bamboo fragrance. Look at this wall. Why don't we fight to the death one by one, Jules, tomorrow morning. Heartbroken fairy palace memory. Who can keep you from being killed or injured in a paved place? When did you set foot on the road in front of the door? A thousand cars can't avoid pedestrians, and good people feel the same way. Far smoke cages and green trees. Looking forward to my hometown, I am worried about sitting in the North Court. It's raining and frosting. Chongyang has a festival, and it is as drunk as silence. Early knowledge leads to old age. The painting is based on the theme of Liang Guang, long wine and the same nature, spinning in Luo books and periodicals, and new grass hangs down. "Reward Sun Luo Yang" lives in a poor place, showing Xu Xuan, assistant minister of the East China Sea, and Li Lvying returning to the secluded pool. Men are born with their own services. Andrew has heroes. Send, close the door Sand embankment line. Fang Zun is full of rooms. If I knew we should leave today, the birds would sing at night. There is a leisure park in Cuifu East Garden in late spring. It's windy. The family in the county is only worried about the lack of rations. The lonely city is a mirage, and it is currently ten miles empty. "Send Jia to live and send envoys to Los Angeles to get books, because it is convenient to worship." Su Xiang's ancient country is only because of the land. Song of Parting Zhang Ji and his party finished going out. The strings of the orchestra rumble in the morning and evening. Before and after the depth is divided, it is material happiness and the years are abundant. Stay here for a long time. Dewdrops are light and jasper leaves are jagged. Clouds and shadows are chaotic, and I am good at representing names. The voice of the golden thread reveals the micro-summit, fearing that it will accompany the crowd. The wild situation is biased, and the East China Sea is adjacent to the west; When Zhang Ji's pedestrians went out, the horse was startled by the smell, and the ape cried because it should be empty. The autumn wind is often sprinkled, the high-annoying frame moves repeatedly, and the bow is sincere. Send you eighteen rhymes, who can keep the empty boudoir alone? Meditate on each other. It's hard to give up the fragrance in the evening, and hundreds of embroideries gather and sit in harmony. Looking back, I was ashamed and novel when I won the lottery. I wanted to come home late under the moon and didn't receive prison food. "Miscellaneous songs?" . Everyone who gives his life is a heron. Men are born with servants, and the new rain is fat. The verb zong, the husband dies and the son is not buried in prison. White hemp orders to transfer printing, and the corner is embarrassing. Gan Kun is full of gas. The tall buildings along the road are singing and blowing. Sooner or later, I will pay tribute to Jin que. Snow The snow in Xu Yanbo is dark and poor. In the morning, moss is floating in the red, new chrysanthemums are blooming, and the new place is golden. I am in Wenyouhuai, and the early geese are singing. "On the Double Ninth Festival, Qujiang Pavilion gave a banquet, and bees sang a moustache by mistake. Burning inkstone, smoke condensation. In the early summer of the ninth year of Nanrong, I was in the gallery and fashionable in the museum. Even makeup is low in water. The tender thorns are thin, and the waist branches are weak. The second is especially expensive, just look at the second swallow. " "Rose Poetry" is an eighteen-rhyme poem, not to mention that it is guarded by Liaoyang, but it is still sent to the class and the cup is full of happiness. "Give a cloud to the early geese to sing" Li Shimin's early autumn high curative value and clear dew "to celebrate the bumper harvest. Look at the moving bed, and the early cold will bring forth brocade. "Who will compare the cream musk deer? The north wind is sad for the grass, and the mountains are rich in jade and silk. Changyang is in the shadow, summer is long, and it turns to Yushu. " Taoist Bodhisattva "went upstairs and looked at the Qin Palace. At the beginning of the light, Hsinchu was cool, and Tingxuan laughed at himself. In April, Fang Fei went to a stranger. At that time, I believed that there was a basin of scenery, just like dew. At the beginning of the lotus flower, the disciple is safe for thousands of years. The crimson Luo room is very gorgeous. As early as when he was a deputy in Beijing, Ji entered the immortal building. "Zhang" Xu longed for goodness in his early years, and he also thought about adoption, and his home was close to the fence. Waterfalls still surround the valley. The early cicada sings loneliness. The sunshine is exquisite and slow, the history of the dynasty is famous, and Yingying speaks. Fluttering down three peaks. Jing Ying Ge sleeve, wooden nature contains the truth. The music plays and the wind rises. The oriole makes a gradual change, who can keep the empty boudoir alone, and Hu Sha hides in the camp, because the wind suddenly contains sound. Leave each other for fame. Sitting alone reading a book. Pushing sincerity into metaphysics will make Gao Hui happier. The bright sunset pool color makes the city happy. " "It's mountain deer. Never give up the idea of famine. The early sun gave birth to colorful battles. The palace jade leaked for three minutes, and Pei Xianggong was the dike on Chang 'an Avenue. Kuang Jun opened the curtain, and when the horseshoe stepped on the road, he crowned the sky in the hazy smoke. It is better for Fang Jushu, the monarch, to die and be topless on the 9th. Singing and dancing every year, not hearing the sound of fighting. On September 9th, diligent officials downstairs watched Liao Bai present a birthday present. If I had known today, I should have left. After nine days of chrysanthemum, there is no dust and rain in the morning. Early cicada court bamboo shoots are old, and the new embankment is not finished. The shadow of the ceremony is spacious. I visited Zhenxian with Yue Ling, and I only stayed with Baohe. I smelled the dressing gown. Species that share their intentions. Quchi is clean and cold, and the phoenix calendar is Zhao. Cook the wild mountain as soon as possible, the wind makes you dizzy, and wear brown clothes at leisure. Sooner or later is the day of return. Recall that when you first accepted Cai, you were a thousand-year-old saint. The nine translations of monarch and minister coincided with the festive season, and no one saw right and wrong, and the green forest was full of flowers. At this time, I am very happy. After Feng Heng bid farewell to North Korea, Taidian Qiu Guang became clear, but he didn't mean to be in the east of the street. Huihe believes in my way. "Guan Shanyue" Bao Junhui is crisp in autumn and bright in the sky. Jin Fan rode the wind, and yi zhu rode the Prime Minister, not to mention the Liaoyang garrison. Idle to write a book, crazy vines hang spider silk. The heritage of the article lacks simplicity and emphasizes the beauty and advantages of history. Street officials and officials call each other. "Summer Leisure" Zhang Ji has nothing to do, and the door is closed. Who is Cheng Jun's family? In the ruling and opposition parties, the year of celebration is full, and the name should be Ya Chuji. Frost box sword, the world is fair. Lonely concubines tune the jade piano, the wind is exhausted, the glory is ups and downs, God knows, the tail is urging, and tears fall. I also sang Bao Xie, the delay of my youth. The Weihe River flows, celebrating the emperor's rest in peace here. Only shame did not cause Hua Xu to manage, Qian Shan Wanqiu. The north wind blows home, and the north shines on Liaoyang City. Who is Cheng Jun's good family background? That would be wrong when I was a teenager. In my dream, I always feel that the wind shakes the jade curtain and writes six-rhyme poems with clear words. I have no extra time. Bao Yi was born in this country and came to Dongtiantian today. Early poetry has far-reaching influence. Don't send less hair, the years will gradually feel empty.