Collection of short messages, poems and couplets for "Red Songs Loud"

Tang Liu Xiyi

The peaches and plums in the east of Luoyang are flying around.

Luoyang's daughter cherishes color, sitting and sighing.

the color of the flowers changed this year, but who will be there next year?

I've seen pine and cypress destroy for salary, and I've heard that mulberry fields have turned into the sea.

the ancients never recovered from the east of Luocheng, but today people are still disappointed.

the flowers are similar from year to year, and people are different from year to year.

If you send a message that is full of beauty, you should pity the half-dead Pulsatilla.

Poor old man with a bald head. He was a beautiful young man.

under the tree of childe Wang Sunfang, before singing and dancing.

Guangluchitai has splendid literature, and the generals' pavilions paint immortals.

once you are ill, you don't know each other. Who will have fun in the third spring?

how long can you turn a moth eyebrow? A moment later, the crane was dishevelment and white as silk.

But when you look at the ancient singing and dancing places, only the birds are sad at dusk.