I beg for eleven versions of the ancient poem "Nine Zhang Ji"! Beg on your knees!

A set of eleven songs in "Nine Machines": One Machine. The scene of weaving shuttle flies away. Lanfang is always sad and sleepless at night. Vomiting and vomiting are woven into spring hatred, and are kept until Lang returns. Two machines. The moon is bright and people are quiet, making few noises. Inextricably linked. Weave it into a piece, with brocade characters on it, and send it to Yi. Three machines. There is a playing flower in the center. Delicate red, tender green and bright spring. You must break it off early, and don’t wait too long for a beautiful branch. Four machines. The mandarin ducks want to fly together. It's a pity that the old man turns gray first. Green grass on the spring waves, deep in the cold dawn, bathed in red clothes. Five-card machine. The period of sweetness and cleverness. The branches of the Albizia Julibrissin tree are connected. Under the double-headed flower, at two concentric places, there is a pair of transformed children. Six machines. The carved brocade is half-draped. Xin Gehao of Lanfang Wren added small seal scripts to the furnace. The day is long, and the embroidery work is relatively late. Seven machines. The spring silkworm spins all its silk. Don't teach Luo Qi easily. The jian was broken for no reason, and the fairy luan and colorful phoenix were divided into two kinds of clothes. Eight machines. The slender and jade hands hold no time. The Shu River is full of spring waves. The fragrant remains of the musk deer, the embroidered quilt in the flower house, the intention to return is delayed. Nine machines. One heart grows on a hundred flower branches. Hundreds of flowers make a red quilt. They will all hide their heads and cover their faces, so they are not afraid of sleeping for a long time. Light silk. The elephant bed and the jade hand bring out the novelty. Thousands of flowers and grass are shining and green. Tailored clothes, spring songs and dances, flying butterflies and orioles. Spring clothes. Plain silk dyeing is already miserable. The world is dull and colorless. It should be the same as the autumn fan. I will give it up forever and never serve you again. The song flew down to Hua Liangchen. After dancing, the fragrant wind rolls in the embroidered grass. More and more, I wanted to create hatred on the machine, but suddenly there was a heartbroken person in front of me. Gather your sleeves and return, I hope you will go well. =================================== The nine machine nine machines*Flower Nine machines on the on board, strands of silk Weaving beautiful words. Where can I send my heart of ice? The boundless wind and moon will return with the flowers. There is a machine, and the clear dew is dripping from the court clothes. Ningxiang light powder Shu Qingrui. In the secluded forest and deep valley, the wind and the moon are blowing, making dreams fly. With two cameras, Pingting takes a photo of her beautiful figure. Xiuluo, indigo and comb green. The fishermen and woodcutters sang in the evening, Tingzhou was full of greenery, and they wrote poems for Concubine Jiang. Three machines, plain clothes and light green silk. Suspicious drops of dew and moist eyes. An infatuated thought, half-displayed feelings, waiting for the tired person to return. Four machines, spring leaves condensed in the rain, thinking. Xiaoshu scattered away from the sentiment. The spring mountain eyebrows are dark, the jade building is full of sorrow, and the clothes are stained with drunken tears. Five machines, light makeup with purple jade on the brows. The plain Champs Champs is in harmony with the wind. Floating in the world, floating for half a life, and sighing after a dream. Six machines, the most confused and confused. The moon in the thrush window is still crying in the wind. Half with the flowing water, half into dust, scattered and turned into spring mud. Seven machines, the hero does not admire the gorgeous clothes, but wears the clouds with his arms waving. The wind and swords rain down on the sword, I drink generously alone, and the sky is accompanied by the wind. Eight machines, the cool breeze penetrates the mist and rain, and the mist and rain are miserable, and the remaining red tears fall. The dew on the green window is cold, the moss on the clear steps is green, and the dream soul is faint after a thank you. Nine machines, the cold heart dwells on the calyx branches. The faint fragrance floats in the wind. Huan Yi's third lane, tired of traveling at the end of the world, tears stained by dreams. During the flowering period, the cold wind spreads the message to the cold branches, and the jade face is lonely and sparse. Do not envy the beautiful flowers, do not be sad that the flowers are old, and look forward to knowing each other every year. When the flowers return, the wind shakes the green leaves and weeping branches, and the tears are still stained by Yunhong characters. Don't say that the flowers are damaged, don't worry about the thin flowers, I look forward to your return next year. The brocade clothes are woven with flowers and flowers, and the fragrance of the four seasons spits out pearls. The fragrant grass next to it should have a clear rhyme, which makes it a painting poem of the mountains and rivers. (Note): One is an orchid, which is intended to be the hermit among the flowers. The second one is Narcissus. Concubine Jiang turns into a soul and lives on the bank of the river. There is a touch of sad loneliness in nature. The third one is the lily, which is delicate and tall, with bright white petals and strands of light green sticking out. It is often described as a delicate and pure woman. The fourth is lilac. I like lilac because of its fine flowers, faint purple color, indifferent fragrance, and ethereal sadness. The fifth one is hyacinth, which is purple in color, has small flowers and has no fragrance. However, every flower itself has a smell, so it is called "plain fragrance". In addition, the French name of hyacinth is translated as: Xie Zha. Sixth is the tea plant, a small flower that blooms in late spring. It is white in color and belongs to the Rosaceae family. Seventh is kapok, also known as the hero flower. It has almost no green leaves, is tall, and has knots piercing the sky, but it always feels unspeakably lonely. Eight is the redbud flower, which is bright red in color. It blooms in October and falls in April. The flowers are damaged by the rain, which is indescribably desolate. Nine is plum blossom, the first flower of the year, with a dark fragrance and sparse shadows that has a unique charm. ============================ Luo Han · Jiu Zhang Ji Jiu Zhang Ji * Acacia Jiu Zhang Ji woven love words, light resentment and separation. Hate Yi. Living in the shadow of the end of the world hurts the tired guest, and the dream soul often looks to the west of the moon tower. A machine, a palindrome machine skillfully weaves Xuanji. The intestines are lingering and the tears are clear. Cherish the sadness, cherish the resentment, draw out the words, and cry secretly to express lovesickness. Two machines, a line of small characters conveying consonance. Who knows the taste? Look at each other like cherishing ink, Wenjun interprets words, and depend on each other in dreams forever. Three machines, poplars and catkins surround the Sudi. Xiling's soul was broken and she shed tears. Qing Shu is extremely talented and has a noble heart. Why does Hua Yue ask? Four machines, slender hands rhyming words.

Who can compare to the beauty of Si Yan? Looking back and concentrating, I am worried about being thin, and I am gathering my clear words with jade. Five machines, the rain at dusk makes the flowers bloom. Xilan secretly wants to write down his thoughts. However, the fate is not good, the dream of Shen Yuan is broken, where can we find acquaintance. There are six machines, the lintel is decorated with exquisite locks, and the beaded ring is difficult to be bright and beautiful. The mandarin duck is alone on the pillow, the phoenix sleeps alone, and there are tears every night. Seven machines, deep feelings but a lifetime of thinking. Thousands of lines of brocade characters on the plain paper are filled with tears. The previous relationship has not been concluded, but the wish will continue in the next life, and the reincarnation will be reincarnated from generation to generation. Eight machines, the makeup building leans against Mu Yunfei. The broken shadows of tea leaves no trace of spring. With a worried heart, I kept a letter and asked the geese, when will I return? There are eight machines, and six of them come out. Buried in ice and covered with snow. The pitiable situation cannot be tolerated, and I sing the praises of Aozhimei. Jiu Zhangji, the dark locks on the eyebrows have faded slightly, and the setting sun can't help but cry red tears. Hua Cong is in a hurry, and you are worried. When will you wait for more words? Acacia, whispering about the green curtains. Brocade work and colorful embroidery steal the date. The rhombus mirror is damaged, the beauty is jealous, and the loneliness locks the late spring. We support each other, know each other and care about each other. Acacia believes in long-lasting memory. To the end of the world, we grew old together and stayed together for a lifetime. The flying needle is full of lovesickness, who can I send the brocade handkerchief to? The shadow of the candle shakes red and sheds tears, and the clear strings make the moon laugh like crazy in the wind. (Note): One is Su Hui, whose courtesy name is Ruolan, the wife of Dou Tao of Jin Dynasty. "Xuanji Picture" is a treasure of the Poetry Garden. The second is Zhuo Wenjun. The number games of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun have been passed down to this day. The third is Su Xiaoxiao, who was born in Qiantang during the Southern Qi Dynasty. He died young and was buried in Xiling's dock. The fragrant soul is still alive and often appears among the flowers. The fourth is Li Qingzhao, who has beautiful songs and lyrics, which I love very much. Fifth is Tang Wan, Shen Yuan's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix" is still a classic today. The sixth is Zhu Shuzhen, whose marriage was not happy and there were "many words of sorrow and resentment" in her poems. Seventh is Le Wan, a native of Hangzhou. The word "Bu Shuan Zi" is used to express strange emotions and splendor. The eighth is Wu Shuji. There were two Wu Shujis in the Song Dynasty, both of whom were good at poetry. One was from the Northern Song Dynasty (the former) and the other was from the Southern Song Dynasty (the latter). Jiu is a young lady, and the phrase "Langtaosha" reveals the sobs of a woman in the feudal era. =========================== Luo Han·Nine Zhang Machines Nine Zhang Machines* Pour the Cup [Preface]: Fengya Yizun wine, pour Cup of fun. Pour the cup and look for each other in the mountains and rivers. Hengqin is clean and refreshing. The strings are stroked with fingers, the notes are plucked and the rhyme is followed, whispering deep thoughts. The two cups were poured, and the game of chess was played vigorously in Zhuxuan. They were busy thinking of plans when they were blocking and robbing people. Concentrate and hold your breath, ponder carefully and guard carefully, not daring to cross the thunder pool. Three poured cups, pure and elegant, full of charm and pearls. The pen of Hao Duan is written with Tao Xinzhi. The fragrance and ink are spread out, the character of the two kings is strong, and the aspirations and interests are in the east. Pouring the cup four times, you can feel the strange scenery and scenery. Picking incense has a unique plan to preserve spring. Danqing ink, sketches and splashes, and poems can be read in a square inch. Five cups are poured, and people are quietly chanting poems in the middle of the night. Find chapters, excerpt sentences and mark new notes. He is elegant and elegant, has accumulated ink in the classics, and is obsessed with pleasure. Six pour cups, Fangzun sake is easy to catch poems. Joy and sorrow are interpreted as drunkenness. They raised their lamps around the stove, drank a lot of fine wine, and the wealthy guests were drunk with gold. Pour the cup seven times, the pure fragrance of clear tea is light and fragrant. Which is more suitable for people and things. Three points of purity, seven points of quiet thoughts, where can I find the peach tree? Eight poured cups, three feet of smoke and dust covered the cold clothes. The country cherishes things and despises fame and wealth. Tianya carries wine, Xuanyuan wields a sword, and rides a horse in the wind. Nine-pour cup, the time of year for flower viewing. It’s hard to let flowers bloom and fade away. The drifting wind and rain, the desolate frost and dew, how many turn into dust and mud? [Note]: Each of these things is a piece of elegance and deserves a glass of wine. The nine kinds of things are: piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, tea, sword, and flowers. ================================