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Su Shi's "Water Melody"

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was so drunk that I wrote this article, and I was pregnant with my son.

When did the moon come? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.

dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.

Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

is in Huangzhou, and he swims in the water in the spring night. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to a stream bridge, relieve the saddle and bend your arms, and lie drunk and rest less. I'm aware of it. The mountains are crowded and the running water is loud and clear, and it is doubtful that it is not the world. On the bridge pillar of the book.

according to the wild, the waves are shallow, and the clouds are faint in the sky. I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass. It's a pity that a romantic stream, don't teach to crush Qiong Yao. Take off the saddle and rest on the green yangqiao, and Du Yu will have a sound of spring dawn.

the autumn night and the moon

gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Then call it, no reason to meet Iraq again. In recent days, I will have a feast again unexpectedly. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.

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: Wait for the moon to raise a glass, and you will be fragrant and green. Worship the falling of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky that the two Chongyang are close? As picturesque as the mountains and rivers, it is still a trip to Chibi in the past. The straw is rewarded and the cloth is distributed in turn.

[ Man Jianghong] Send a message to Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty in Mid-Autumn Festival

Go to the West Building quickly, lest the sky be released and clouds cover the moon. But when he called for it, the jade fiber flute cracked with a loud blow. Who makes curling float in the world, most pities yu fu. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, have no worries, should be huafa.

jade is full, but Joan's cup is slippery. Long sleeves, singing and swallowing. Nine times out of ten, you still need to grind. If you get a long circle so late, human feelings may not look at the farewell. Put the past and separation from hate together and return to it.

the introduction of autumn bitter fragrance

can't stay. Time urges, Naifang Lanxie, good flowers fade, but in an instant. Colored clouds are easy to disperse, and the glass is brittle, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and remembering. This look back is broken, and it will last forever. To Xiandao and Guiming Road, there is no news.

Xuanqing

The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and it's chilly to come back. Back silver [cheng gong], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy support, drunk still silent. Never leak frequently, the former joy has gone, leaving a pillow. Thinking in secret, chasing after the old tour, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I thought of throwing fruit at my friends, and I never had a banquet. At that time, I drank heavily. The life dance swallows and turns, and the songs and beads run through. Before the feast, it is full of fairy products, which is even more boring and crazy. More xiangjiang, phoenix, and sleep. Jade hairpin disorderly cross, let all Levin, this pleasure

Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)

painted drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, the first day of the bright moon shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque, the capital of Qing Dynasty, is full of silver arrows and golden stems. The streets are criss-crossing. Go through the Pingkang style and listen to the songs slowly. Phoenix candle is shining. That family has not covered the incense screen.

In Luo Qi, I recognize the old days vaguely, and my elegance is light. Jiao Bo Yan Ye, Qiao Xiao still, intentionally greeted. On the wall, it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, the famous officials have been arrested, and they have reduced their customs over the years.

looking at the moon

bright moon, bright moon. There is still a shortage of competition. Just like young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave according to the past.

it was last year's season at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light are still there, and the night is always annoying and disgusting.

partridge sky

Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon is draped on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is not the same.

affectionate, full of meaning. Blue clouds go back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past and loved to cage Yuanyang in two places.

12 o'clock (autumn night)

At the beginning of the late afternoon, the smoke is light and the wind shines like a wash. Sleep Cui Zhang, Liangsheng Qiu Si. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. The broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard, but if you can't sleep, you will get up. It is even more worrying, dripping and worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, all of which are worrying about people.

who knows, at that time, it was very memorable. The night is always there, clearly on the pillow, looking at it diligently. When the candle is dark, the wine wakes up, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.

when you come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, you have no feelings. How can I get the benefits, re-harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make the rest of the incense quilt. I wish to tell God that I will never give up from now on.

Xiangzi

Tian and Qiu Guang, turn around and feel hurt, and explore Jin Yingzhi's approach to Chongyang.

thin clothes are a new taste for green ants.

it's getting windy, rainy and cool.

In the courtyard at dusk, I feel sad and anxious, and when I wake up, I feel sad about the past.

it can last forever, and the moon is empty.

when you hear the anvil pounding, the sound is thin and the sound is long.

[ Nian Nujiao] On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Zhiming

In the first month, the streets are full of osmanthus, and the night is as cool as washing. The wind is full of eyebrows and bones are cold, and people are in the crystal palace. The dragon is dying, and the view is awkward and ethereal. Frost is everywhere, and I want to fly across colorful clouds.

I remember last year's evening, the wine pavilion and the moonlight cloud came and went. Thousands of miles away yesterday, Qiu Guang did so in a blink of an eye. The bluebird came to the west, and Chang 'e reported to me that the ritual was near. Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.

"Looking at the Moon in Qinhuai" shows Pan Zhiheng

On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuwu, he climbed the Tiger Hill to see the moon and thought about Qinhuai. Looking at it for a few times, the moonlight is like day, and it is not surprising that Li Jijin and Wang are alone among thousands of people. Those who are good at listening at the time are all gathered in Jinling, and they smell it at midnight. By the end of the day, I have already seen the beauty of my life in Jinling, and Jin Yi will do it. Qinhuai people say, "If you don't think about it, you will think about it again." It is a generous stop. Since the first winding, Wu Zha also, a few and two nights and suddenly if lost, then people are better than Wu, inhuman victory and emotional victory. Zha Qingxi competes to spread Wu Yin on the shore, and the winner in the pavilion is the true feelings, then the pearl of Yuan female presents the flute of colorful female, and with its solitary tune, it is the voice of Lv Yun. It is a drama, such as pipa and pearl, which is even more unique. I regret that I heard it late and entertained my ears shallowly. I should abandon wu si, but Hu Yi will do it again, so that when Wu swims, the stone will be willing, but it will be easy to spit, and a spoonful of sword pool will be available. As a result of throwing a pen in the air, the moon rises suddenly and suddenly, and I am in the middle of a tiger hill, because the song says, "My thoughts are hidden, the moon is born in the wind, and I suddenly wake up like a dream. I miss the sea again, and the dragon street is bright and colorful, and I suddenly swim and play. I hope that the future will remain unchanged." "

Ode to the Moon

Su Shi's" Water Tune Song Tou "

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was so drunk that I wrote this article, and I was pregnant with my son.

When did the moon come? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.

dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.

Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

is in Huangzhou, and he swims in the water in the spring night. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to a stream bridge, relieve the saddle and bend your arms, and lie drunk and rest less. I'm aware of it. The mountains are crowded and the running water is loud and clear, and it is doubtful that it is not the world. On the bridge pillar of the book.

according to the wild, the waves are shallow, and the clouds are faint in the sky. I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass. It's a pity that a romantic stream, don't teach to crush Qiong Yao. Take off the saddle and rest on the green yangqiao, and Du Yu will have a sound of spring dawn.

the autumn night and the moon

gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Then call it, no reason to meet Iraq again. In recent days, I will have a feast again unexpectedly. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.

<

: Wait for the moon to raise a glass, and you will be fragrant and green. Worship the falling of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky that the two Chongyang are close? As picturesque as the mountains and rivers, it is still a trip to Chibi in the past. The straw is rewarded and the cloth is distributed in turn.

[ Man Jianghong] Send a message to Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty in Mid-Autumn Festival

Go to the West Building quickly, lest the sky be released and clouds cover the moon. But when he called for it, the jade fiber flute cracked with a loud blow. Who makes curling float in the world, most pities yu fu. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, have no worries, should be huafa.

jade is full, but Joan's cup is slippery. Long sleeves, singing and swallowing. Nine times out of ten, you still need to grind. If you get a long circle so late, human feelings may not look at the farewell. Put the past and separation from hate together and return to it.

the introduction of autumn bitter fragrance

can't stay. Time urges, Naifang Lanxie, good flowers fade, but in an instant. Colored clouds are easy to disperse, and the glass is brittle, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and remembering. This look back is broken, and it will last forever. To Xiandao and Guiming Road, there is no news.

Xuanqing

The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and it's chilly to come back. Back silver [cheng gong], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy support, drunk still silent. Never leak frequently, the former joy has gone, leaving a pillow. Thinking in secret, chasing after the old tour, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I thought of throwing fruit at my friends, and I never had a banquet. At that time, I drank heavily. The life dance swallows and turns, and the songs and beads run through. Before the feast, it is full of fairy products, which is even more boring and crazy. More xiangjiang, phoenix, and sleep. Jade hairpin disorderly cross, let all Levin, this pleasure

Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)

painted drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, the first day of the bright moon shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque, the capital of Qing Dynasty, is full of silver arrows and golden stems. The streets are criss-crossing. Go through the Pingkang style and listen to the songs slowly. Phoenix candle is shining. That family has not covered the incense screen.

In Luo Qi, I recognize the old days vaguely, and my elegance is light. Jiao Bo Yan Ye, Qiao Xiao still, intentionally greeted. On the wall, it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, the famous officials have been arrested, and they have reduced their customs over the years.

looking at the moon

bright moon, bright moon. There is still a shortage of competition. Just like young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave according to the past.

it was last year's season at the threshold of the small building. Thousands of miles of clear light are still there, and the night is always annoying and disgusting.

partridge sky

Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon is draped on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is not the same.

affectionate, full of meaning. Blue clouds go back to recognize without a trace. I should have been born in the past and loved to cage Yuanyang in two places.

12 o'clock (autumn night)

At the beginning of the late afternoon, the smoke is light and the wind shines like a wash. Sleep Cui Zhang, Liangsheng Qiu Si. Gradually enter the slight cold weather. The broken leaves knock on the window, and the west wind fills the courtyard, but if you can't sleep, you will get up. It is even more worrying, dripping and worrying, and all kinds of feelings are born together, all of which are worrying about people.

who knows, at that time, it was very memorable. The night is always there, clearly on the pillow, looking at it diligently. When the candle is dark, the wine wakes up, and Yuan Lai is in a dream.

when you come to bed and sit alone with your clothes on, you have no feelings. How can I get the benefits, re-harmonize the clouds and rain, and then make the rest of the incense quilt. I wish to tell God that I will never give up from now on.

Xiangzi

Tian and Qiu Guang, turn around and feel hurt, and explore Jin Yingzhi's approach to Chongyang.

thin clothes are a new taste for green ants.

it's getting windy, rainy and cool.

In the courtyard at dusk, I feel sad and anxious, and when I wake up, I feel sad about the past.

it can last forever, and the moon is empty.

when you hear the anvil pounding, the sound is thin and the sound is long.

[ Nian Nujiao] On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Zhiming

In the first month, the streets are full of osmanthus, and the night is as cool as washing. The wind is full of eyebrows and bones are cold, and people are in the crystal palace. The dragon is dying, and the view is awkward and ethereal. Frost is everywhere, and I want to fly across colorful clouds.

I remember last year's evening, the wine pavilion and the moonlight cloud came and went. Thousands of miles away yesterday, Qiu Guang did so in a blink of an eye. The bluebird came to the west, and Chang 'e reported to me that the ritual was near. Send a message, don't be afraid of Shen Zui.

"Looking at the Moon in Qinhuai" shows Pan Zhiheng

On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Wuwu, he climbed the Tiger Hill to see the moon and thought about Qinhuai. Looking at it for a few times, the moonlight is like day, and it is not surprising that Li Jijin and Wang are alone among thousands of people. Those who are good at listening at the time are all gathered in Jinling, and they smell it at midnight. By the end of the day, Yu Ju-ling has seen the spirit of the circle seven times, and Jin Yi will do it. Qinhuai people say, "If you don't think about it, you will think about it again." "Is the hair ci and stop. Since the first winding, Wu Zha also, a few and two nights and suddenly if lost, then people are better than Wu, inhuman victory and emotional victory. Zha Qingxi competes to spread Wu Yin on the shore, and the winner in the pavilion is the true feelings, then the pearl of Yuan female presents the flute of colorful female, and with its solitary tune, it is the voice of Lv Yun. It is a drama, such as pipa and pearl, which is even more unique. I regret that I heard it late and entertained my ears shallowly. I should abandon wu si, but Hu Yi will do it again, so that when Wu swims, the stone will be willing, but it will be easy to spit, and a spoonful of sword pool will be available. As a result of throwing a pen in the air, the moon rises suddenly and suddenly, and I am in the middle of a tiger hill, because the song says, "My thoughts are hidden, the moon is born in the wind, and I suddenly wake up like a dream. I miss the sea again, and the dragon street is bright and colorful, and I suddenly swim and play. I hope that the future will remain unchanged." "

Ode to the Moon

Su Shi's" Water Tune Song Tou "

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I was so drunk that I wrote this article, and I was pregnant with my son.

When did the moon come? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.

dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth? The moon turned scarlet pavilion, hung low on the carved windows, according to the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people, why is it that the people are only round when they leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time, and they will be beautiful for thousands of miles.

Su Shi's Xijiang Moon

is in Huangzhou, and he swims in the water in the spring night. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to a stream bridge, relieve the saddle and bend your arms, and lie drunk and rest less. I'm aware of it. The mountains are crowded and the running water is loud and clear, and it is doubtful that it is not the world. On the bridge pillar of the book.

according to the wild, the waves are shallow, and the clouds are faint in the sky. I want to get drunk and sleep in the grass. It's a pity that a romantic stream, don't teach to crush Qiong Yao. Take off the saddle and rest on the green yangqiao, and Du Yu will have a sound of spring dawn.

the autumn night and the moon

gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Then call it, no reason to meet Iraq again. In recent days, I will have a feast again unexpectedly. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.

<

: Wait for the moon to raise a glass, and you will be fragrant and green. Worship the falling of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky that the two Chongyang are close? As picturesque as the mountains and rivers, it is still a trip to Chibi in the past. The straw is rewarded and the cloth is distributed in turn.

[ Man Jianghong] Send a message to Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty in Mid-Autumn Festival

Go to the West Building quickly, lest the sky be released and clouds cover the moon. But when he called for it, the jade fiber flute cracked with a loud blow. Who makes curling float in the world, most pities yu fu. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, have no worries, should be huafa.

jade is full, but Joan's cup is slippery. Long sleeves, singing and swallowing. Nine times out of ten, you still need to grind. If you get a long circle so late, human feelings may not look at the farewell. Put the past and separation from hate together and return to it.

the introduction of autumn bitter fragrance

can't stay. Time urges, Naifang Lanxie, good flowers fade, but in an instant. Colored clouds are easy to disperse, and the glass is brittle, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and remembering. This look back is broken, and it will last forever. To Xiandao and Guiming Road, there is no news.

Xuanqing

The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and it's chilly to come back. Back silver [cheng gong], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy support, drunk still silent. Never leak frequently, the former joy has gone, leaving a pillow. Thinking in secret, chasing after the old tour, the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.

I thought of throwing fruit at my friends, and I never had a banquet. At that time, I drank heavily. The life dance swallows and turns, and the songs and beads run through. Before the feast, it is full of fairy products, which is even more boring and crazy. More xiangjiang, phoenix, and sleep. Jade hairpin disorderly cross, let all Levin, this pleasure

Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)

painted drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, the first day of the bright moon shines in Yancheng. The night view of Jiangque, the capital of Qing Dynasty, is full of silver arrows and golden stems. The streets are criss-crossing. Go through the Pingkang style and listen to the songs slowly. Phoenix candle is shining. That family has not covered the incense screen.

In Luo Qi, I recognize the old days vaguely, and my elegance is light. Jiao Bo Yan Ye, Qiao Xiao still, intentionally greeted. On the wall, it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, the famous officials have been arrested, and they have reduced their customs over the years.

looking at the moon

bright moon, bright moon. There is still a shortage of competition. Just like a young bridal chamber, temporarily