Zhou Pingyu Dipper. The oldest are the second volume of Pingzhou Fishing Flute Manual, the second volume of Caochuang Ci and the second volume of Caochuang Ci Supplement collected by Bao family in Qiantang during the Qianlong period of Qing Dynasty. In addition, Du also compiled the Datura Flower Songs Series during the Xianfeng period. According to Bao School, there are two popular volumes, Caochuang Ci and Ci Bu. In addition, Jiang Yu's Interpretation of Evidence and Compilation of Exotic Words, Zhu Xiaozang's Compilation of Caochuang Words, Qiang Village Series, Tianyi Pavilion's Manuscripts Collection, Wang's Siyinzhai and Sibeiyao are all printed by Zhonghua Book Company. Today: Deng proofreads Pingzhou Fishing Flute Manual, an ancient book in Shanghai 1985 edition.
A Collection of Poems in Southern Song Dynasty: Wonderful and Good Poems
Collection of books: especially works are diligent in compiling documents of the Song Dynasty. The family library is extremely rich in books. Father Zhou Jin has collected 40,000 old books. Claiming to be accumulated by three generations of the family, there are more than 42,000 books and more than 500 kinds of inscriptions/kloc-0. The library is built as "Book Library", "Zhi Ya Library" and "Haoranzhai", and it is often proofread. It is too early to compile Zhong Shutang Bibliography and Zhi Ya Tang Bibliography. Gui Ye
In the middle of the night, guests go home according to the line, and cold phosphorus gathers soil according to fireflies. The village shop is muddy and slippery, and the bamboo window leaks clothes lights.
Stay up all night
In Mailongli, the wind is green and the grass roots are fat and noisy. Envy him for nothing, two butterflies, drunk Dongfeng weeds.
Xi cheng feipu
Singing leads to prosperity, and Hosta flowers fall into the wild pond. Don't fold Hà Thu in the garden, let it cover the sunset with the fish.
Autumn is a matter of the west side.
The sound of winding weft weaves the night sorrow, and the sour wind blows the rain. The embankment is as brittle as gold, and the city people haven't felt autumn yet.
Magnolia slowness
In the silver moonlight
Blue clouds and dusk let Joan drive over Qiu Guang. Look at the strong wind of the kingfisher and the night noon in the bamboo house. Who will beat Xuanshuang? Vast. Yutian is vast, and Xiancha is near Tianhuang. Like Ling Bo step shadow, dew thick cold clothes.
Ming class. Clean up the new makeup. Follow the bright colors across the west wing. The fog is fragrant and moist, and the clouds are wet and whispering. Yuanyang. Startled by the morning light by mistake, he swept the hibiscus and crossed the shadow into the silver pool. Twelve stops are dry, and the phoenix flute complains about the Qing business.
Broken bridge and residual snow
Looking for plum blossom information, holding the cuff whip in the cold dusk. The crane is free, the moon is fragrant in Shui Ying, and the poem is cold and lonely. Idle. It's cold and warm, looking at the city and looking at the world. Walong bamboo root is better, and the willow edge in the saddle is small.
Langtang half leans on Wan Yun. Lonely at night, carrying poetry. It is the place where drunken souls wake up, the second place to draw a bridge, and the third day of the month. Donglan. Someone walked on the jade, blaming the ice mud for wet brocade spots. See also the blue sky turning green, which is related to Xie Chi Meng Cao.
Leifeng falls.
The tower wheel breaks the rain, and the clouds fall and the sky clears. Look at the spring red, lightly occupy the shore, and fold the drums. The curtains are smooth. Half a hook is waiting for the swallow, and the fragrance is far away. Fang Mo people help drunken jade, and the roadside is lazy to pick up firewood.
Worry and swim tirelessly. The clouds are closing at dusk, so calm down. To stop singing and dancing, fireworks show, all pay Yingying. Feng's key has been urged, and the car and embroidered Mao have been pulled into the gate. The silver candle warms the flowers at night, and the street is forbidden to wither at dusk.
Breweries and lotus ponds in summer
Soft dust can't fly, and light rain opens the brocade machine. The shade is green, the pool is still, the branch diameter is narrow, and the water is cool. Palace makeup. Gallo blocked the summer heat, filled his eyes with green apples and danced with five clouds. Fascinated, I stole a look at Yuanyang.
Lake light. Xiaoxiang on both sides of the Taiwan Strait is cool and fragrant. Annoying is annoying, but worrying about the lotus root in the autumn room. River-involved to adopt old grievances, afraid of wearing red clothes and snubbing the night pond. Forgot to fold the lotus and sing to the sunset.
Nanping Wanzhong Scenic Area
When the bell rings, the trees are far away and full of green, watching the monks crossing the water return, throwing birds into the forest, and the autumn screen is cold. Lonely clouds. Gradually sinking, I still have a flute, and I am tired of seeing tourists off. The crow in the palace willow habitat is unstable, and the dew tip has hung sparse stars.
A heavy city. There is no drum to urge more. Timid sleeves, cold at dusk. I want to be empty, I want to be covered, I want to be a treasure, a fish key cashier. Blue light. When you talk to people at night, you are afraid that the fragrance will disappear and you will never leak. I still remember waiting for the moon, painting orchids and leaning against the shade of tung trees.
The oriole in the willow forest
Shake the green waves in the clear sky, draw birds and collect cigarettes. Listening to the dark willow crow, the new year is as smart as Qin. Who is diaosi? Inextricably linked, the golden shuttle turns into a fragrant sorrow. The wind is lingering, and the flowers are floating in the March Palace Ditch.
Boat. The cable system is soft. The sand road is far away, and I am tired of chasing. Looking at the broken bridge, the sun is slanting, the waist dances, and the wall is small. Partly worried. The cuckoo calls, and the town is crowded with people, but spring has not come yet. I feel a dream in the afternoon, and Cuiwan surprises the West Tower.
three pools mirroring the moon
After the people on the cruise ship dispersed, a toad shadow and a cold seal appeared. Watch the cold shark sleep, the clear rabbit bath, colorful and frivolous. Boat. The pan-sky mirror is immersed in backlight and clear blue eyes. The heron startled the green grass in the air, and the scales avoided the golden hook.
Near the current. Everything is autumn. There is smoke on the chest and water is long. Read Gao Han's legacy, Xiang Bo Socks, and dream of a fairy tale trip. Wind harvest. At first glance, the green lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the stars and reflections in the sky have entered the week. Who plays the ancient grievances in Yaose, who dances at night.
Two peaks are inserted into the cloud.
Opposite the blue tip, facing the smoke, far away. Remember dancing vultures and crying apes, sweet devils, who came to see you? Light yin. Easy to clear and easy to rain, see the clouds of the south wind, and the clouds of the north wind on a sunny day. The Twin Towers are very cold in autumn, and there is frost everywhere in Xiao Zhong.
Look at the eyes on the plane to increase the brightness. Sha Lubai, Haimen Qing. It's quiet, the water is loud and the wind is playing the piano. Virtual chestnuts. Gather far away in the air, lean on the dry, dusk, and the clouds are flat. At noon, there is a bright moon and a thousand rocks, and the wind blows over Sheng.