Canal and the Canal
Slanting Sun and Hidden Clouds
Gourd and Water
Silent Wind and Silk Willow
Grass and Wild Freshness
Night at the Doudou Zhangzhuang
Starry Night
Moonlight and Softness in the Small Garden
Occasionally, a Frog Cries in the Distance
Suspecting that it is like the Peach Garden but not the Immortal
This is a poem of the Yongyuan Garden. p>
Two poems about the Yongyuan Garden
(1)
The delicate poplars and willows are like smoke
The peach blossoms bloom by the riverside
The soft wind moves the flowing water
The grasses are so blue that it reaches to the sky
(2)
The yellow blossoms fill the Yongyuan Garden
The willows are spreading in the twilight of the autumn
The winds are strong and they can't go on
The new greenery is still fresh, but the new green is still there. p>
New green is still reflected in the blue water
Remembering the mountain city of Tonghua
Spring willows soar in the wind
Summer insects are busy chirping
Twilight fall maple leaves are red-hot
Long winter snow covered the sky
Remembering the past events of the past years
Yangyu willows are still flowing in the water
Micro-wave waves reflecting the green mountain
Reminiscing the childhood grasslands
Remembering the past events of the past years
Yangyu willow is still flowing in the water
The microwaves reflect the green mountain
Recalling the past events of the past years The childhood meadow
Laughing and singing around the porch
Trivial memories of the Chung Yeung Festival
The cold water looking at the geese flying south
The Chung Yeung Autumn Scene remembering Cuiwei
You remember the green willow in the mountain city
The soft moonlight is differently glowing
Chan
The mundane things are always holding me back
The future is not known
The Buddha has been in meditation. I often think of Buddha's meditation
It should be the time for closed-door training
Memory of June 4
The rain in the blue sky in the past
Like the sky weeping and mourning for the school tide
Memory of May 4 often sighs
The same patriotism is silent
Four poems to cherish the time
(1)
The sun goes down to the west mountain
A lonely village is the only place where you can see the sun.
Lonely village curls up and cooks again
Spring flowers are not yet finished, the autumn wind is soughing
The square goes to the thin veil to protect from the cold
(2)
Life is short, but it's a few dozen autumns
Just like the Yangtze River, which flows east
The Yangtze River's flowing water is endless
The spring grass of the pond has an end
(3)
Youngsters who are pursuing studies don't know how to be sad.
Laughing, singing, and believing in freedom
Remembering now is really sad
Regretting the bright moon as a stream
(4)
Evening sunlight is full of sunlight
Spring is gone, and then spring is gone, and then winter is gone
Sun and moon are like water
Lack of work today is a life-long regret
The feeling of June
The gardenia is in full bloom. In June
Who knows the bitterness in my heart
Reminiscing about the Ivory Tower
The wisps of attachment turn into obsession
Evening feeling
The moon outside the window is as thin as a hook
Thinking about the old story of silk
The warm wind blows away the group of scented flowers
Green willow brushes through the colorful fish swimming
Tongshi feelings two poems
(1)
Clouds and mist surround the forest and mountains
Tongshi Campus is reflected in the eyes
Ruined walls are few and far between
Liwei willow and poplar are spectacular
(2)
Another autumn of flowers and willows
Tongshi Campus is still quiet and quiet
Mountains of maple leaves are red-hot
Border of green grass
Tongshi Campus is still beautiful, and it has been a great experience for me. p>
Three poems on homesickness
(1)
The moonlight is soft in the breeze
The green and shady stone steps are so quiet
A lone man walks alone
A wanderer who has left his home town misses his hometown
(2)
It is so sad to be alone in a foreign land
For there is the fragrance of the rice blossoms in my hometown
The cold and cold autumn and rainy
If there is any chance that I will miss my hometown, I would be happy to see you there.
It should be the mother who misses her son
(3)
The sound of firecrackers in a foreign land
Fortunes are plastered all over the walls of other homes
Reunion dinner at the end of the year of Jishen
It should be that there is no me to accompany the master and the mother
Four poems for the beautiful woman
(1)
There is a beautiful daughter of the Xin family
Yu jie icy and green with flawless performance.
Young, beautiful, slender body
Pretty, pretty girl like a flower
(2)
Ebony hair hangs like a willow
Mouth like a cherry, a little bit delicate
Two eyebrows and delicate eyes
Pink face in spring, charming, but not demonic
(3)
The green threads are tied up in a bundle, jade skin disappears
Face like a hibiscus
Independent of the forest and shy of the grass
Beyond the flowers
(4)
Rapidly changing cloudy night dream
Thousands of threads of children's love
Three years of age, the face of the girl is still the same
Handholding hands and waving tears, each of them on their own
Random Poems
(1)
Then, when I was in the sea, I swore an oath.
But now it has faded like the wind
Even if you revisit the old scene
It's hard to recapture the old love
(2)
The twists and turns of a destiny
The short-lived event
No beginning, no end, no cause and effect
Love is like a lone sailor on a blue sea
Two poems for farewell
These are the most important of the two. (1)
Thin clouds cover the sky with rain
Send off your lover downstairs in the dormitory room
Hold hands and look at each other in silence
Tears filled my heart when I look at the car from afar
(2)
Even though a thousand threads and ten thousand strands of sadness
The situation of parting is already golden
Instead of spending the whole day in despair
If we don't seek for the strength of the present day
It is better for me to seek for the strength of the present day
There is no need for the future. p>Two poems about love rain
(1)
Dark clouds cover the sky and the rain falls rapidly
The curtains of pearls sound like the sky weeping
The new green branches are like the spring wash
The dust and ashes have been reincarnated into the mud of love
(2)
The drizzling rain is in the midst of June
The flowers are all in scarlet in the garden
The time for good fortune remains the same
Why is it that lovers have disappeared?
My lover is gone
A chance encounter in the forest
The green hills are silent and the birds have no words
The tears of a young girl in the forest are sad and broken
The swallows and sparrows used to call from the branches of the old days
The sadness of this place is also very much present
Butterfly lovers
Colorful butterflies fly in the bushes of hundreds of flowers
Red butterflies go in front of the yellow butterflies
Crossing the high mountains and crossing the blue waters
Together, we will go to the end of the world
We will be able to go to the end of the world together.
Together we'll go to the end of the world
There's someone in the flowers in spring
A cluster of yellow flowers and stars bloom among the peaches and pines, and there's a beautiful woman who smiles in the bushes and is suspected of being a fairy in the springtime
Books for Locke Honghong
Drunk with wine and tears in her pillow
Waking up from a dream with Locke's beautiful eyes red
Wine can only be enjoyed happily
To raise the glass and pining away is even more sad
Motherhood is the most important thing for us, and it is the only thing that can help us.
Two Poems of a Loving Mother
(1)
Snowy roads are full of ice
The north wind in the countryside is constantly blowing
A loving mother sends her son away from the countryside
Walking in a hobbling manner
(2)
Cooking fires have just begun to rise from farms
The sun has not yet risen from the east
The winds of the harsh winter month of February are piercing to the bones
This is a poem about a loving mother who is waiting for the train to leave her village.
Mother waiting for the train to send the baby
New Year's Eve of the Snake
New Year's Eve, the snowy year of the Snake, is full of grains
Bright fireworks reflecting the night's red color
God of Fortune gives you the best of luck
Wishing you good fortune
Returning to my home town to pay tribute to my aunt's father-in-law
Sadness in the city of spring is growing
Sighing at the vagaries of the world
We have a warm word from last year, and we will drink to the wine
We will drink to the wine in our home town. Last year, I said I would enter the wine
Today, people and ghosts have their own yin and yang
The feeling of climbing Mount Tai
The first lofty mountain
The trees stand on top of the peaks
Want to seek infinite dangers
All in the eighteen discs
The feeling of looking at the night view of Wuzhen
Wuzhen is quiet and night is late
The glazed lamps and lights are full of shadows
Soft winds move the willows on the banks of the river
We are happy to see that the wind is soft and the wind is gentle. A soft breeze moves the willow on the embankment
Taking a leisurely stroll on the rowing boat
Graduation Season Feelings
The grass is still growing in the mid-summer
The lovebirds love to part
From now on we forget about each other at the end of the world
Reunion is far away without any definite date. Untitled
The sun sets on the west
The mountain sky is cold, the moon is clear
The red face always has tears
What happens is always the same, but it is not always the same.
The world is unforgiving
The dream of thinking of home
Waiting for the dawn
The gurgling stream
The valley breeze
Early spring feelings
After the early morning rain
The mist is covering the sun
The withered and the glory are gradually greening up
Wild scent is refreshing
There used to be so much restlessness
Nowadays, we have a lot of thoughts about the future.
Now it's all about the fragrance
Returning the Bodhi Tree
Burning incense in my hands
The grass is lush and green
The past is lush and green
It's a place where people used to live
The green threads of my hair are brushing against my face
A long wind is blowing in the white dress
The delicate hibiscus fingers
The flowing waves of the eyes are making them watery
Ask me, who is this woman
If I may ask.
Shapely and still
Waiting for you to return by the river at night
The moon shines in Yongyang
The willows are spreading over the river pond
The water of the Mirror Lake
Shimmering and sparkling
Three or four days since we left each other
But it seems like ages since we left
It's like madness when we hear that my son is coming back
We're glad to hear you're coming back here
When I've heard that I'm coming back here, I'm happy to be here
That's why I've been thinking of you.
We wish the whole family a happy New Year
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
The past of Jinmen
When the maple leaves of the mountain are red
The past of Jinmen
When the maple leaves of the mountain are red
The past of Jinmen are yellow
Water does not destroy a young man
All these trials and tribulations have made me proud
The future of the peach blossoms are blooming.
A melodious song about the vicissitudes of life
And the swallows of the past in Tianjin
Years ago, I left my hometown
The railroad tracks are long and the landscape is long
The strong pines have been replaced by acacia wu
The snow is hateful to the make-up of the face
The flowing water is gradually corrupting the young man's aspirations
The lavender winds are further detracting from the scent of the branches
The blossoms of the peach blossom are blooming in color in the year
The blossoms of the peach blossom are in color in the year again.
And a poem about the vicissitudes of life
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The pen is suddenly sad
It's time to put pen to paper
It's already time to sleep
Waiting for the morning night and not a night in bed
Swallows are still here, and the winds are still warming up a bit
Snow is halfway down and the moon is not yet over
It's not too late in the month of February
The five minutes of coziness is not bad.
The situation on the Diaoyu Islands
At the beginning of the red tide, there were many heroes
How could we not expect to see a sudden decline in the past few years
A thousand hectares of land were given to the Soviet invaders
The Diaoyu Islands are promised to the East
Rituals and music are not followed, the sound is messed up
The laws and regulations are all empty of family feelings
When will we ever see the blue sun in the distant future
The cloudy wine will be sent to the heavens.
Geng Yin Mid-Autumn Memories of the Gardenia Bloom Years
The Moon is Half Over and the Night is Still Young
Bright Osmanthus is Fragrant
A Few Fish in the Pond Playing in the Water
Two or Three Birds on the Bridge Pecking on the Porch
Grape Wine and Love in the Past
Pumpkin Moon Cake Smells Good
But Now It's Far Away from the Mountains and Waters
When I Sigh at the Cloudy Mountains and Feel the Sorrows of Several Days
Remembering the mountain town of Tonghua
Once we parted, we went our separate ways
The sky is far and the water is long
The mountain town has been in my dreams for a few times
The pillow is empty of tears
Not to talk about the road that runs underneath the foot of the mountains
Remembering the willow corridor by the river
Looking at the hibiscus shadows on the water
Is it still pretty in red
When the sun comes out, I'll see you in the morning, and the Buddha will be there. >The rain at Qingming and Buddha
The rain at Qingming has always been a blessing for the souls of the dead
The gods believe in the ghosts of the underworld
Why are there so many sycophants in this world
The cycle of karma has its rewards
Don't bury the roots of wisdom with your thoughts
Sitting around, I always think of the mirror in the platform
Under the Bodhi Tree is the real thing
Herald to the anniversary of the birth of Yi Yan
How do you think about the Buddha's death?
Dotting yellow flowers fill the city of Tianjin
The canal water is tender
Chan's beautiful *** good night
Leaning on the fence to play the ancient xiaoqiao
Praying for the good news to spread thousands of miles
Looking forward to listening to you with my wife
When it is time for the anniversary of the redheads to arrive
Inviting the moon on the sea to wish for a peaceful night
The graduation feeling
.Another May day
Gardenia flowers bloom all over the campus
Handsome men and women join hands
Smile in the willows
The song has been sung by classmates each in their own world
The song has been sung by confidantes with tears in their eyes
To ask the mountainous city if the dream is still the same as it was before
The love is in the late late late late late late late
The near late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late late
Whenever we see each other, we don't have words
Often we steal a look at the face of a hibiscus
The smile of a beautiful woman makes dreams sweet
It's not that we have a shallow relationship with her
It's just that there are so many things in the world that stop us from being friends
When we reach the day of our success
Can we rehash the relationship we had yesterday
I'm going to present you with a poem
It is the day of the flowers flying again, the willow tangling.
The moonlight is soft in the garden
The candlelight in the red building is slightly flickering
Handsome men and beautiful women are holding each other's hands
Last night's old love has not yet been drowned out
I don't want to have a new love today
It's a poem to present to you
Please take your time to watch it
Tonghua in the evening is occasionally remembered in the mountainous city
The setting sun has passed by in a quiet scene
The wind is blowing the bamboo veil over the branches
It's a moonlit night in late spring
Where is the Jade Man singing
It's empty of the water that used to make me miss my hometown
Now I don't see the tooth-encrusted building
I wonder if it used to be a sad place in the mountains
If you want to do it
The starlight outside the window is cold
Like the tears in my eyes.
It's a shame to think of the past
It's too sad to look back
It's a shame to be surrounded by beautiful people
It's a shame to feel sorry for the tears in the eyes of the youngest girl
Friends, brothers and sisters have no friendship
The five sutras and four books are not very interesting
It's a dream for the lovebirds to be in one heart and mind
If they have different aspirations, they will never have the pleasure of accompanying me
There's nothing to be said about the lovebirds.
The moonlight is a perfect match
A book for Ying Ying on Tanabata
The Liang Zhu love in Hongluo academy
The magpie bridge on Tanabata
Once upon a time, Hsu Hsien and the White Lady
were not as good as the cold wind of Ying Ying
The two hearts are together
Three lifetimes of promise to keep in this life
To hear the birds singing in the forest in the morning
To see the flowers in the evening, we can enjoy a bright day in front of the flowers. In the evening, I enjoy the moonlight in front of the flowers
The rain is drizzling and the lovebirds are in love
The flowers are flying and the lovers are walking
The bright moonlight is in the sky
Thousands of miles of love for each other
The seventh night of the lunar calendar to my wife, Ying Ying
Five years of love in the city of Jinmen
Love and compassion for each other has always been unshakeable
The sky and the earth is vast and the weaver's heart is vast. The heart of the Weaving Maiden
Sweet as ever
The love is as deep as ever
Not in love with the world
Only wishing for the moon and flowers to accompany us in the morning and evening
Why hesitate to enter the world of immortality
Mundane life can also be salvaged
You and I should have been young when we made the effort to be together
Not to reach the time when
The hair is grey and then sighs again
Wishing for spring
When we are young, we should have been young when we were born
To be young again.
Looking forward to spring
Autumn winds are blowing and leaves are falling
Winter snow is covering the dust
The most important thing is that the flowers in spring are in perfect condition
Looking forward to that
Mountains of new green are too pleasant
To send a message to "Remembering the South of the River" (1)
Childhood is good
Most of all, I remember that it is by the stream
The willow is spreading and microwaves rise
The pretty butterfly is spreading, and the butterfly is spreading.
Beautiful scenery in the past
To "Remembering South of the Yangtze River" (2)
Beauty of the capital
Mostly remembering the Summer Palace
Pavilions and ancient temples, green pines and elegance
Fresh apricot blossoms in the fragrant grass and stone staircases
Winding moves the water to gurgling water
To "Remembering South of the Yangtze River" (3)
Measurement of the Yongyang Mountains
Mostly Memory of Huanghuadian
Clear Sky and Wind
Clear Willow and Water
Blue Grass and Wild Freshness
Tonghua
Tonghua
Mostly Memory of Mt. Yuhuang
Leisurely Stroll on Binjiang River and Worry about the Past
Preface to Fishing in the Humboldt Waters
How Long will it Be Before we meet
What year will we know each other?
Message to "Remembering the South of Changjiang" (5)
The pain of building a website
The sad programmer
Business and technology are done by one person
Financial and customer service are done by one person
When can I get some free time
Message to "Remembering the South of Changjiang" (6)
The beauty of Taihu Lake
Mostly remembered by soft-shelled turtle turtles
The cherry blossoms seem to speak of three warm springs.
The orchids withered in February
When will we revisit it again
Transferring "Remembering South China's Yangtze River" (7)
Taihu Lake is beautiful
What's more, it's in Soft-shelled Soft-shelled Turtle Lake
The blue water is gurgling with smoke and mist
The wind blows and the willows are long
The boat has left the ship and it is full of flying gulls
Transferring "Saying Farewell"
By the blue water
By the Broken Bridge
By the Broken Bridge
The setting sun shines on the lonely mountain
Two pairs of tearful eyes are entwined in love
Holding hands and whimpering
This is the time to go
Do not stay
Beautiful face in a foreign land
The heart of the sea will not change
Waiting for you to come back to your homeland
Like Dreaming Orders- Farewell
This time, I will be leaving in the future, but I don't know if it's time for me to leave.
I don't know where to go
It makes me sad
I don't know when we'll meet again
Reunion
Reunion
The old traces of the dream
Ruyue Dreaming - Swing
I can't forget the old swing
It's just a smokescreen in the wind
Take the hand of my sister
Together with you.
Romance
Romance
Romance
Thoughts of the past
The Hairpin Phoenix - Memories of the Redheads
The night of the bright moon
The east side of the small building
Light wind on the face can not be
Few times
Dreams
Willow branches move a little
The pink mist haze
Willow branches move a little
Powdery fog
The red red red red red red red red
Red, red, red
Shallow lotus root
Hibiscus hands
Thick eyes with willow hair
Soft nature
Lily shadows
Quiet and silent
Lingerie
Skinny, thin
Snow is like a fluttering flower
Tonight, the fluttering flower rushes up
This wintry evening is really a happy one.
I want to play in the snow
But I don't have you beside me
I can't talk about it when it's so close
It makes me so frustrated
The wind is blowing
I'm putting on a long coat
Reorganizing my mind
I'm turning my back on the blossoms
Qingping Lei - Farewell
One hundred and twenty years
It's a long time since I've seen you
I've been looking back.
Sweat and toil have become a sea
But for this day
Spring is bright and sunny
It's the right season to travel
A poem for the farewell
May you be successful
Pure Peaceful Music - Farewell (2)
Three years of study together
Sorrows and joys are as vast as the sea
Dreams p>
Villages far away and trees near
Mist covers the sky
The heart is not quiet after so many days of hesitation
Today, the mind is at peace
It's just the time of my youth
Age is the flow of water
Do not wait for a moment to spare
The road of education
is tough
To do studies
What is difficult
Don't wait till your gray hair turns gray. I can't wait until my hair turns gray
It's a long time coming
It's the right time to work hard
Looking at the sky
The moon shines down on the world
Remembering when I was a young boy
It's hard to forget the days of the snowy mountains
It's hard to forget
I'm really fond of them
Together we climbed up to the top of the mountain
They're all laughing together
To make sure that the winter is going to be slow and easy.
Pray for a slow winter
Long Lovesickness - Remembering You
Rain flies
Willow flies
Grass buds by the river
Birds cry sadly in the slanting sun
Birds are also rushing
People are also rushing
Ancient flute playing by the bridge at dusk
Good news for you
Feeling good about the separation of flights to you
Sorry about flying apart.
Smiling like a flower that has lost its beauty
Dare to bring the spring breeze to light
Remember the first time we met
Eye to eye
**Playing in the willow and stepping on the grass together
Let's play on the swings
We were young in the year when we were having fun
Your cardamom in the past has not seen the old age
Remembering the south of the river - Wuzhen
Beauty of Wuzhen
Lighting at night
Like water in the years of relative drinking
Canal firefly shadows
Oar oars black-topped boat, moonlight night to send a message
Resulting snow just flew over
Thin clouds are as light as a slender fiber
Slanting sun is already fading away
Full moon hangs on the mountain
Holding sister's hand of hibiscus
Walking in the old road
Distressing in the old road
Looking at each other in despair
Silent and speechless
Thinking of the time after we parted
How long will it be before we meet again
You should choose a good husband
We are also married
Kissing the cherry on the mouth
Scarlet falling on the cheeks
The silk dances in the wind
The strong feeling of being together
After this journey to the mountain city
The corner of the earth and the edge of the sky
Only the moon of love
The moon shines in peace and security
Previously, the weather is getting cooler and cooler
The hearts of those who have known each other are hurt again
Someone who knows me is at sea
Friends who have gone to different places
Autumn has only begun to fall at the end of Guanzhong period
Snow is flying outside the country
The scenery of mountain towns is still the same
The winds of the mountains are still blowing. The mountain town is still the same
The traveler's heart is broken
Sunset on the green snow
Who is beside me now
On the swing in the wind
Shadows change into neon dresses
Looking back at the past
Everything makes my heart hurt
How can I ever get together again
The only place we will ever dream of is our dream country
Other memories of the past (3)
Suddenly I dream of returning home
The time when I was a teenager again
The sky is clear and the scenery is beautiful
The rain is moist and everything is new
The Jade Emperor is enjoying the red leaves
The Hun River is fishing for small fishes
Nanshan Mountain is trekking on the snowy green hillside
The Valley is exploring for the cunning beavers
The sisterly hands are in the willows
Meet Mai in the moonlight
The classroom books are read aloud
The garden is a place where you will find the most interesting things in the world.
Morning reading in the garden
We used to go to the same place in the morning and evening
The mountains and the water are the same now
When will we meet again
Mid-summer, I remember you
Green roses cover the flowers
Stone steps are fragrant with scent
You remember the mountain town
The slender woman in the red dress
It is difficult to remember the first time when we met.
Beauty on the cheeks
A girl in a girl's room
Restrained in a bookstore
From now on, we love each other
Often we talk about business
The night of the breeze and the moonlight
Looking forward to the light of this lamp and candles
I regret that we have been apart for another three years
Recollecting the long friendship of my son
Looking at you in the middle of the summer
To you, I wish you good health and good luck. Wish you good health
Remembering the red face
Remembering the old red face
Often silent and tearful
A little bit of lips and lingering teeth
The tender words have not yet come to the smile
Recollecting on the past, it has been several years
Also the warm wind caresses the sideburns
Me and A-mei are walking in tandem
Teasing about the future of the wedding couple
Springtime is bright, and the world has become a place of peace and prosperity.
The springtime is bright and the flowers are fresh
The bees are buzzing sweetly
My sister is picking stamens in the garden
Like the colorful butterflies dancing
Winter is coming and the flowers are sleeping
The former green willows are all withered
The flowers are flying due to the wind
My sister and I are trekking in the snow
I don't know if it's already four years ago that we met again
There's no doubt about it, I'm not sure if we're going to be together again.
The sun, the moon, and the stars turn and turn
It's hard to be at peace with the tides of the heart
Red faces are still beautiful
Meetings still have a lingering effect
But my sister's heart belongs to me
Handsome men and beautiful women have compassion for each other
The love of love seems to be like a cloud of smoke
The past has passed away and never to return
I wish to throw the intention of this
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
It's a great pleasure to see you again
There is no end to what I can say
Mother's hair has grown old
Father's wrinkles have increased
I think it's because I miss my children
It's because I'm so sad that I've grown so thin
My mother is the only one who has a child
I'm not able to be with her
It's no use blaming myself or feeling sorry for her
It's not enough to be a father to a mother
I don't want to talk about being filial before me
My parents didn't ask for a rich child
My parents didn't ask for a rich son.
Parents don't want their children to be rich and famous
They just want to be safe and sound in their home country
Children travel thousands of miles and their mothers are worried
They miss them so much that they keep thinking about them year after year
If you ask yourself what filial piety is
It is a joy to return to your hometown on the festive occasions
Yanbian's local customs and traditions
Aroma of the Hailanjiang River
Bee and butterfly can't bear to taste it
The dream is similar to that of the Peach Garden
Dreams are similar to that of the Peach Garden. The Peach Garden is similar to a few
Where is the real fairy land
Han and Jin Dynasties belonged to the Yilou Gang
Northern Wei Dynasty was also included in the Bijitang
Sui Dynasty should be the Mohe tribe land
Zhenguan and Long began to return to the Tang Dynasty
World's wonders of the Tumen River
Tuyou Pond reflects the red make-up
Bohai former mansion of the former state
Jing Xiaozhu Mound of the fall leaves Fragrance
Goryeo has been good at business since ancient times
Mountain ginseng, antler and fern
Kiwi fruit is fragrant in all directions
Apple and pear are famous for their crunchiness
The dance of the Joseon people is one of the most beautiful in the world
Elephant hats are round and colorful ribbons are raised
The long drums are elegantly accompanied by a long wind
Love songs are sung around the eaves of the corridor, and the lake is swum to Da Ming Lake
Upper couplet: The green willow is hanging in autumn water.
The green willow hangs in the autumn water
Next couplet: The lotus on the bank and the cold ripples The man, the umbrella, the year
This season
is the end of the year and winter is cold
At this time
Near the end of the night
Last year's room
I have infinite sighs of regret
Last year's room
I still miss the old days
I called last year's room
I called last year's room
I still miss the old days
I called last year's room
I still miss the old days.
I called last year that year
because the world was so relaxed that year
and I called it so far away
just for my yesterday that I don't want to forget
I would like to stop each other's time
to let my thoughts
let the story
return to that year
there were mountains in the world that year
there were mountains in the world that year
there were mountains in the world that year
there were mountains in the world that year
that I didn't like at the time.
That year there were mountains in the world
Though I didn't like it at the time
That year there were your smiling face
Though I didn't love it at the time
We walked past each other
But we had our own quiet space
That year
We didn't see much of you
That year
We used mobile from time to time
We used to talk to each other.
That year
There were always endless thoughts of you
That year
There were fewer moments together
That year
You were in the grueling years of your graduate school studies
The days were early in the morning, and late at night
That year
I was at my computer
Designing a web language
That year
We were at our computers, designing a web language
That year
We were at the computers.
I remember that year
We met in the library
Your smiling face
Still in front of my eyes
Remembering that year
Our relationship seemed very dull
We walked through each other's every day in these silent years
The year I was there
We were there for each other.
I think
Our friendship is pure
Pure as water
I think
Our friendship has transcended time
I remember the time when we parted
I was so sad
I only had the moon in my heart
I silently wished you well
Maybe
I thought of today then.
Because today is just beginning
There will be a lot of helpless feelings
The only thing I can do
is to send love to this language of love
The parting may not be in that year
The parting may not be in this day
Not to send you off
Not to see you at the last.
In my memory
This regret is unprecedented
In this snowy winter
On this Tianjin seashore
I look away
Away from the meeting water
Expecting you to appear
My Christmas Eve 2008
By now
it is already lighted up.
This night
The joy of all the families is still there
This evening
It's Christmas Eve in the Western calendar
The end of the year dinghai
But to me
It's so plain
No peace offering
No romantic dinner
This is my Christmas Eve
My Christmas Eve 2008
This is my Christmas Eve 2008
This is my Christmas Eve 2008
This is my Christmas Eve 2008
- 2008
Thoughts can't help but go back
I remember this time last year
I was still on the college campus
The rosy feelings of the teenage boys and girls
still float in front of my eyes
That night's Campus
The cold is as cold as some
But the joyful atmosphere
Can only be found in my heart
I remember the night
I stepped through the snow with my beloved
Through the snow
** into the romantic dinner
Disappointed in this time of the mountain city
The lights are as bright as the past
The familiar campus
is as joyful as it once was
The figures in the snow
seem to be clearly visible
Tonight
those who are in love can only think of wishing for the best
You should have been with the students
seeing their joyful faces
will you remember the old days
and searching for the best way for us to be together?
The search for our old rosy days on the swings
The night before the college entrance exams
Today
Chatting with you
brings my thoughts back to that year
- the first part of the college entrance exams
That night
We met on the school campus
......
The time that has gone by
seems to have become unusually short
I can't forget your pretty face
and tender words
The nights we spent together
had a kind of poignant romance
Today
We've got to get out of here, and we're going to have to get out of here. p>
Your QQ flashed in front of my eyes again
Your soft words were just like before
Photos
Your smiling face reappeared
......
You blessed Ying and I
I prayed for you as well
May you be in the spring city of your soul. soulful Spring City
Happy every day
Valentine's Day--To Ying Ying
Tomorrow
is the Western Magpie's Day
Tomorrow
is Valentine's Day in 09
For young couples
This is a What a holiday to celebrate
And my Ying
has to stand on a three-foot podium
doing the most glorious work under the sun
As a teacher
you work hard
To put it in thundering terms
Rising earlier than a chicken
Sleeping later than a dog
Doing more than a cow
Eating worse than a pig
Only one day off a week
In my memory
You never woke up
When the morning light dragged up the sunrise
I loved to look at
Your peaceful face
When the setting sun was full of light
When the setting sun was full of light
I loved to listen to
You were a man of the world
I loved to listen to
When the setting sun was full of light
I loved to listen to the sun.
I love to listen to
Your melodious voice
When the moon is dim
I love to whisper with you
When the lights go out
I look forward to ****ing into my dreams
This year is the year of your birth
And as far as I can remember
You're still an 18 or 19 year old girl
The notes of happiness are always on your face
The laughter of pleasure is melodious
The moon in another country is flawless
The people in another country are fond of their home
The other country has left behind your young dream
It won't be long before
The seed that you have planted by your own hands will sprout
After a few years
And then there will be plenty of peaches and plums all over the world
The gardenia is the first of its kind in the world. p>
The romance of the gardenia
Remember that summer
We strolled through the campus
The romance of the willows
We were deep in each other's hearts
The gentle breeze
Brushed over your face
Butterflies lingered by your side
You wore a yellow T-shirt
That "happy" look on your face
We were happy to see you in the morning.
The word "happy" is written in the center
Happy is always a good thing
This used to be your motto
The song that I taught you to play
Still rings in my ears
Every note
remembers the good old days of us. The beautiful yesterday
--the romance of the gardenia blossom in the past
The feeling of late spring
The season of late spring
Willow waddles fluttering away
The sunrise in the morning mist
Shining on the earth
Sprinkled with golden radiance
The memories of the past are still in my ears today
The every note of that song
Memories of our past are still in my ears. In my memory
there were many similar images -
childhood evenings
the forested lanes of elementary school
the plaza of high school
and the campus of the Tongshi Division
that haunted my mind
now
these have all become fond memories
of the sun rising in the morning mist and shining on the earth
shedding golden light everywhere
.
This late spring
The memories are even more sad
Time passes, and in the blink of an eye, two years have passed
Unbeknownst to me
It's been two years since I left that beautiful campus
Two years have passed by unnoticed
These two years have been a nightmare
These two years are a nightmare
These two years are a nightmare
They are a nightmare.
West Lake
The meeting in Qiantang is also a farewell
There is a little bit of reluctance
The reluctance is this meandering scenery
There is a piece of sadness
The sadness has been with the current
Broken Bridge
You smiled sweetly
The shore of Xizihu
My hasty glance
To the Iren
The last time I saw you
It's been more than four seasons since then
Time has passed
but it can't erase the imprint of you in my heart
Instead, it's become clearer and clearer
Over the past four years of each other
each of us has brought together countless moments
And one-third of my heart
has been given to the past
It has been given to the past. given to the past
--in those times when you were there
Missing the mountain town of yesteryear
The creek at sunset
Your childish face
White trench coat
... ...
Everything is a memory
The chill of early fall
The moonlight is bright
Silver light covers the earth
Silently
This should be the 27th season of your life
I make a wish to the Lone Star
Your birthday...
Your birthday...
Your birthday...
Your birthday...
Your birthday...
Your birthday...
This is the first time that I have ever seen you in the moonlight
This is the twenty seventh season. I wish you all the best on your birthday
For you who are about to get married
Dressed in a white wedding gown
You will become a wife
From now on
Lovely
Sweetly
Sweetly
With each other all the days and nights
.... ...
Kindness to you
Beauty to you
Motivation to you
......
So it is said
Marriage to you is a blessing of a previous life
In this mid-winter
The land of Jinmen is a place of peace and harmony. The earth of Tianjin
My wife and I sincerely wish you
A hundred years of good luck
A thousand things as you wish, the old Seychelles to send feelings
The weather is getting cooler and cooler,
and the heart and the heart is slightly hurt.
Confidantes are at home at sea,
Friends are in other places.
Autumn is just about to end in Guanzhong,
and snow is flying outside the country.
The scenery of the mountain towns remains the same,
and the travelers are broken.
Sunset on the green snow,
Who is beside me now?
On the swing in the wind,
The shadows are changing.
Looking back at the past,
everything hurts.
How can we get together again?
They are the only ones who can dream!
Remembering the good life of the former Tongshi
Suddenly, I dreamed of returning to my hometown,
and returning to my youthful days.
The sky is clear and the scenery is beautiful,
and the rain is moist and everything is new.
The Jade Emperor enjoys the maple leaves,
Mixed river fishing small fish.
Treading the snow on the south mountain,
Finding the cunning beaver in the valley.
Holding my sister's hand among the willows,
Meeting Mai under the moon.
The classroom is full of books,
and the garden is full of morning reading.
We used to go to the same place in the past,
and now the mountains and the waters are the same.
Disappointed and sighing in the distance,
When will we meet again?
The past of Jinmen
When I left my hometown in the past,
It was full of thorns.
When the maple leaves were red in the mountain city,
the chrysanthemums were yellow in Jinmen.
The flowing water will not destroy the young man's ambition,
Sharpening the steel of my proud bones.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom,
and the melodious song is a laugh at the vicissitudes of life.
Evening for Ying Ying book
Hong Luo Academy Liang Zhu love,
seven eve magpie bridge cow girl meet.
Once upon a time, Xu Xian, the White Lady,
was not as good as the little Ying Ying in the cold wind.
The two hearts are together in their eighties and nineties,
The three lifetimes are agreed upon in this life.
Listening to the birds in the forest in the morning and enjoying the moon in front of the flowers in the evening.
Slow rain, lovebirds,
Rustling flowers, lovebirds,
These are the things that make the world go round.
Beautifully, the moon is bright and clear,
The heart of a compassionate son is strong.
Helping to celebrate her birthday
Dotting yellow flowers filled the city of Tianjin,
The canal water is tender.
Chan's beautiful scenery **** good night,
by the railings solo ancient piper sound.
Praying for the good news to spread thousands of miles,
looking forward to listening to you***.
When the time comes for the red face to be honored,
I invite the moon to the sea to wish for peace and quiet.
To my wife
The last time I saw you,
was more than four seasons ago,
although the time was lost,
it couldn't erase the imprint of you in my heart,
but it was clearer.
The four years that we have been with each other,
each of us has brought together countless drops,
and one-third of my heart,
has been given to the past
-those who have had you in their time.
Nostalgic for the mountain town of the past,
The creek in the sunset,
Your childish face,
White trench coat,
......
Everything, all become memories.
The coldness of early fall,
with the blue sky,
the moonlight is bright,
silver glow over the earth.
Silently,
This should be the twenty-seventh flower season you have spent,
I make a wish to the Lone Star:
Your birthday,
May everything go well with you
......