Jitterbug's moving poems Jitterbug's names are fresh and atmospheric ancient poems

Solo Drinking Under the Moon

A Thousand Cups of Drunkenness in the Moon and Wind

Even if the Smoke Disappeared

You've Been Born Before I Was Born, But I've Been Born Before You're Old

A Strong Wine and Clear Air

Oriental Cao Yu Qing

A Half-Light on the Years

The Wind Swirls Around the Clothes

The Elderly Drunkenness in Chang'an With a Light Laughing

A Lonely Frost with a Cold Lipstick

The Light and the Raining Lotus

A Windy Road of Feeling Painted brows

Warm winds and clear wine

The golden goose and the iron horse are greedy for one night's splendor

No softness in love

Lone guarding of a city, waiting for a person

Old city, old dreams, old love

Solitary on the balcony, listening to who will tell you about the past

A parting of the years

Floating world of happiness

South palpitations of the Chang'an

The mottled and mottled landscape of the city is a perfect example of how the world has become a place to live. p>

Dappled Shadows

Reach out and touch the sun

Taro Satisfaction

Love Blossoms

Red, Yellow, Blue, Green, Indigo, and Violet

Lolita Compassionate Compulsion

The Green Shirt is still the same as the old man's

The Future God of Boys

Warm Drinks and Yakults

Dreams of Sacrifices

The Way to All Ages

The first rain of cool life

A touch of sadness

Lonely gerbera

The rainy season

Remembering the time

Stroking the zither and singing into the heart of the king

The sound of the bells of the flowing light

Flattering beauty

Sending you a smile

In the dust

The future of the man

The sword breaks the green silk

Smoke and Rain

The Woodsman's Song

Quiet as a Flower

The rain has not stopped in the cold alleys of the old city

How can I warm up the hearts of other people when I'm a cold person

The cold mountains are turning into a verdant landscape

In exchange for a thousand years to redeem the love of the eyebrow.

You're the king under the moon

The country's a city, / just for the smile of the face

Lonely lamp, light wine

The dawn on the street

Luo mirror in the blue luan

The seven hibiscus years will not be a burden to the king

The love of the past is deep and a few times

Heart palpitations dreaming

Solo play the strings of the night

Sinking dream listening to the rain

The heart is not a dream, but a dream of the heart.

Looking back at the old lights, I held my hands in a shallow grip.

No Worries

Listening to the rain in the current year

The ancient city of white boy death

South Street turbid wine

Mushroom light smile

Messing with the wind and dust

Indifferent smile pouring into the city

Jade hairpins in the autumn dust

A cool smile

Three enchanting and seven drunken

Markets for the prison.

Drinking under the East Fence

Laughing and drinking alone

The years are long

A playwright in the painting, a lifetime at the end of the world

[ Thirty-eight years of the summer solstice]

The young man in white with a folding fan

Gardenia in white

Bouncing on a pipa by the west side of the painting tower