I appreciate him. I love Qiu Xiang
I have searched a lot. I paint the blue river water is long, love the evening pavilion on the maple leaves sad.
The autumn moon dissolves and shines on the Buddhist temple, and the smoke curls up around the scripture building.
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Jealousy of flowers
Last night the begonias were first rained on, and a number of points of light and delicate want to speak.
Beautiful people get up in the morning out of the orchid room, folded to the mirror to make red makeup.
If you want to know if the flowers are good, then you have to ask me. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
The woman was so angry that she didn't believe that the dead flower was better than the living one.
Throwing the flower in front of him, she asked him to sleep with it today!
Guarding Ao Shan
The night is silent, and the guards are tight. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The six ao are riding together in the immortal's mansion, and the two magpies have formed a bridge to the emperor's son. The two magpies form a bridge to the emperor's son.
The starry night is filled with pearl light, and the moon is filled with golden shadows. The moon is a golden shadow, and the moon is a golden shadow, and the moon is a golden shadow.
It's been a long time since I've been on Gou Gou's mountain. I'm not sure why I'm not playing the cave whistle for the Qin Ji. The winds of the pear blossoms are quiet, and the birds are perched on the branches of the trees.
It's hard to tell people what's on your mind. The moon and the sky are the same as the moon and the sky are the same as the moon.
The Peach Blossom Nunnery Song
The Peach Blossom Nunnery in the Peach Blossom Dock, the Peach Blossom Fairy under the Peach Blossom Nunnery;
The Peach Blossom Fairy planted the peach trees, and picked the peach blossoms to sell them for money.
Wake up and sit in front of the flowers, get drunk and sleep under the flowers;
Half-awake and half-drunk day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.
I wish I could die of old age in the midst of flowers and wine, but not in front of cars and horses;
The rich are interested in the dust of cars and horses, and the poor are interested in the wine and flowers.
If you compare the rich and the poor with the poor, you will find that one is on the same ground as the other;
If you compare the poor with the rich and the poor, you will find that one is on the same ground as the other.
Other people laughed at me for being crazy, and I laughed at others for not seeing through it.
I don't see the tomb of the heroes of the Five Tombs, and I don't have flowers or wine to make a field.
Title Bizao Xuan
The painting hall is built on the foundation of the painting boat. The water is rippling with green algae.
Waves of sunlight are turning up the building. The window contains the smoky scenery floating in the air.
The curtains are draped with Nymphaea blossoms. Fish play in the reflection of the railing.
The poet's comments. It may be called the Crystal Palace.
Speech
Fifty years of laughing, dancing and singing, and sleeping in the moon and flowers.
The name of the man who has been in the world for so long, and the man who has been in the world for so long, and the man who has been in the world for so many years.
It is a shame to call myself an author of poems and songs, but many people say that I am an immortal.
Some of them have to work hard, not to lose an inch of sky in their hearts.
The world
The world is like a boat with a short awning, or moving to the west coast or moving to the east.
There are several times when the moon is not yet full, and there are several gusts of wind from the south and the north.
There is no such thing as a good day, and there is no such thing as a good time.
What is right and what is wrong must be tolerated, and what is wrong must be tolerated, and what is right and what is wrong must be tolerated, and what is wrong must be tolerated.
Warning
All things are in the hands of God, so don't try too hard.
Drinking three cups of wine will not make a mess, and a sail of wind can be collected.
When will we be done with all the things we have done, and when will we be done with all the things we have done?
It is better to settle the wrongs than to tie them up, so let's turn back and look at the future.
The song of drinking under the flowers
Ninety years of spring time, and a shuttle, and a song of drinking in front of the flowers.
How many days can a flower bloom on a branch, and how many days can a person live in the world?
It's hard to grow a good flower, but it's hard to grow a good flower, and it's hard to grow a good flower.
Life is not about getting drunk in front of flowers, but about laughing at them.
The Gate of Heaven
The world's paradise is Wuzhong, and the Gate of Heaven is even better.
There are 3,000 cuirasses up and down the stairs, and millions of dollars of gold in the water.
The market has never stopped selling at five o'clock, and the dialects are always different.
If you ask a painter to make a painting, the painter should say that it is difficult to paint.
A poem about a chicken, with a picture of a golden rooster announcing the dawn One of the poems
The five-colored plume of the martial arts crown disperses the stars of the sky with a single crow;
Under the golden door of the copper pot with a jade funnel, how many princes and lords listen to the crowing.
The poem of the rooster, entitled "The Golden Rooster at Dawn" (2)
The red crown on the head does not need to be cut, and the snow-white body will come to the future;
It is not daring to speak lightly in my life, but to call a thousand gates and ten thousand households open.
The poem of the chicken, the inscription of the Golden Rooster at Dawn (3)
The blood-stained crown is a plume of brocade, and the weather feathers are new;
The guest who goes to the sky outside the gate of Daming is the first to hear the first sound of the horse.
The title of the painting Zhou Dongcun's suburban autumn picture
Carp wind rush tie light boat, both sides of the cold mountain host rain collection;
A dash of slanting sun returning geese, white ping and red polygonum wild pond in the autumn.
Bohu, dressed as a beggar, composed a poem to cheat the wine
One up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up, one up.
The red sun and white clouds are low in the sky, and the four seas and five lakes are all in sight.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
They were all in the same boat.
Night reading
The night comes interjection to think carefully, lying alone in the broken lamp leakage night long.
The hair on my temples turns white with the world, and I don't know when my belt will turn yellow.
People say that after death there are still three jumps, but I want to do it before I die.
When the name is not obvious, the heart will not be immortalized, and then pick the lamp to read the article.
The seven poems are presented to the teacher Liang Dang to show the ambition of winning the title
The strong heart is not willing to chase woodcutters and fishermen, and the Qin Yun Xianxian is ready to sweep away;
The sword is expensive and the gold is folded to read, and the jade has been deposed by the three suddenly put all of them.
The red silk dare to look forward to next year's cake, the yellow silk y ashamed of this day's book;
Three policy to raise the non-ancient Fu, how can heaven get boast?
Image Shen Shitian Gully Boat
There is a strange man in the cave, living in a room with a cloud and a haze;
The window and couch are similar to a painted boat, and the water and the mountains are clear and good.
Running Water Poem
Shallow water, long and long, endless coming, endless going.
The water flows eastward in twists and turns, and it is difficult to stop it from the mountains.
When will I stop running? I will not turn back until I reach the sea.
Zhang Mengjin's poem about flowing water
Shallow water, broken and continuous, clear in the mountains, turbid out of the mountains.
It is difficult to turn back, and it cries day and night.
It's a sad day for me, and I regret having come out of the valley in the first place.
The wall of Wu Zixu Temple
The white horse once rode on the tide of the sea, and it came from Wu Di to talk about the previous dynasty;
How many unfair things are in front of me, and I would like to borrow the sword with General.
Weeping whore Xu Su
The clear waves of the double Pei silent without trace, love is long and heavy resentment.
Remaining powder is yellow and silver on the face, and the old clothes are fragrant and sent to the jade off the chest.
The moonlight and the flowers fall in front of the lamps, and the spring is over, and we meet in the dream.
They are not old enough to have been born again, so I'd like to see them in my dreams.
Title Zhang Meng Jin half-bodied beauty picture
The heavenly beauty is very delicate, but it is a pity that the wind is flowing half-section waist;
But I hate that the painter has no insight, and has not depicted the place where the human feelings are moved.
The chrysanthemums
The yellow flowers have no owner for whom they are intended, and they fall in the path of the sparse hedges;
They are all bought with money, and the color of their life is paid for by the west wind.
The seven stanzas on Mount Qiyun
Shaking down the countryside for more than nine months, the autumn mountain is happy to climb today.
The frosty forests are all colored into paintings, and the geese characters are half-cursive.
They are the only people who have ever been in the same situation, and they are the only people who have ever been in the same situation.
There is no need to worry about the loss or gain of a person.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world.
Title Qiyun Mountain stone room wall
Qiyun Mountain and wall cloud Qi, look around the green mountain seat low.
It is the only way for the sun and the moon to pass through the east and the west.
Title Autumn wind playboy fan picture
Autumn playboy fan together collection, what is the matter with the good people heavy feelings?
Please take a detailed look at the world situation, most of the people who do not chase the heat and cold!
Touring Zhenjiang and climbing Mount Jinshan and Mount Jiao
The road on earth is north and south of Jiangnan, and the turmoil on the ground is ancient and modern;
The sadness of the spring passenger road is gray hair, and the gold is wasted to the garden of the conflagration.
Tang Pak Fu and Zhu Zhi Shan's couplet on strange stones
Sagacious strange stones leaning on the clouds, thrown in the present day to set a few years.
The moss is made of hair by the rain, and the vines are pulled by the wind through their noses.
They never ate the grass by the stream, and it has been difficult to plow the fields on the Longshan River since ancient times.
I hate to kill the shepherd boy who can't whip the flute, the sound of the flute hangs diagonally in the smoke of the setting sun.
Shen Jiniang was missed on the road to Yangzhou
Looking at the two places in love, tears fell on the cloth gown at the door.
The willows are in a state of confusion, and the pear blossoms are in a state of rain.
The clouds are in a golden house in the Chu Pavilion, and the phoenix is in the Wushan Mountain, playing the jade pipe.
When I look back at the river bridge tomorrow, the moon will be shining for thousands of miles, and the old man will be far away.
I tend to Tang Yin described himself in the Peach Blossom Nunnery, paintings and books
Fish soup rice cassock good life, snap fingers to forty years;
Good is also lazy for what is not to mention the evil, the rich is not what I hope not to worry about the poor.
The monk's room is a game of gold vine, the wild store three cups of stone frozen spring;
Self-hate is not talented, but also celebrate, half a life of nothing peaceful people.
After the change
The field clothes and rice cassock to be lifelong, the finger flicked the flow of years in forty years;
Good is also lazy for the let alone the evil, the rich is not what I hope is not worried about the poor.
The monk's room is a game of gold vine, the wild store three cups of stone frozen spring;
Such a blessing can not be eliminated, half of the life of a downtrodden man of peace.
Title of the flower smile
Last night's begonia first rain, a few light and delicate want to speak.
The beauty of the orchid room in the morning, folded to the mirror than the red makeup.
If you ask me if the flowers are good for you, I will tell you that they are not as good as the flowers.
The woman was so angry that she didn't believe that the dead flower was better than the living one.
Throwing the flowers in front of me, I ask you to sleep with them tonight.
Gift to Japanese friend Hikari Hikokuro
Peeps track twice to China, return home by virtue of will be involved in experience boast.
The sword is worn in the year of the Emperor, and the starry night is searched by the immortal hewers.
The Lixiang song sends off the three-year guest, the whale sea Trent ten thousand miles home.
If there is a chance to come back, I would like to break a flower of Rengan.
Note:
The original note: Hikari Juro returned to Japan, and composed a poem to bid farewell to him.
Chengde seven years of renshen midsummer hope Gusu Tang Yin book
The title of the falling sun and lonely map
Painted building curtains in the smoke water, the falling sun and lonely no trace.
It is a thousand years ago that I wanted to see the King of the South China Sea, and I borrowed a wind from the Dragon King.
Poem for King Ning
The poem was written in four rhymes.
It's good to have a flower in your hair, but the moon will never shine on you.
There is no limit to the blessings of a day's leisure, and a thousand years of laughing at people's foolishness;
There is no limit to the things that happen in the day of right and wrong, and I don't know how to tell them.
Drunken Poetry
Beyond the peach blossom tree, the big-footed Mozambique waves, not to say that the copper money up, first laid the reed mat bed.
The poor man's poem
Ten days of rain and wind, if you are in a coma, eight wives and offspring and hunger.
It is the old sky that plays tricks on me, and no one comes to buy the fan-head poem.
The old man's hair is white on the green hills, and his life is hard.
Who will buy my painting of the mountains?
The chickens are crowing in the deserted village, the spokes kettle and the kitchen are ashamed of the old wife.
It is a new bamboo that I am trying to sell, but the price of bamboo shoots in the market is as low as mud.
Books, paintings, poems, and writings are not good enough, but I have to make a living by chance.
If you are willing to pay less for a bucket of chestnuts, I will help you to be poor for a day.
White-paneled doors and red hibiscus hedges, neighboring geese and ducks to his wife and children.
Natural interest is hard to copy, and three days without cigarettes do not feel hungry.
Word of Love for Vegetables
The flavor of vegetables is not to be taken lightly.
This is the first time I've ever seen a person with this taste, and I've never seen a person with this taste.
Wish everyone knew this flavor, this flavor can not be different from the people?
I love vegetables, people love meat, meat is not into the belly of the sage.
There is a bowl of finely chopped porridge in the kitchen.
Image of Tao Gu's gift of words
One night in the marriage, I was traveling in the opposite direction, and I was able to recognize the mud and the sky with my short words.
When I was a Tao Chengji, why did I have to honor the red hair in front of me?
Fifty words of poetry
Fifty years of laughing and singing, sleeping in the moonlight in the flowers.
It's been a long time since I've been able to get my name out there, and I don't think I've got the money to pay for it.
The author of the poem is ashamed to call himself an author, and the people suspect that he is an immortal.
Some of them have to do their work, and don't lose an inch of the sky in your heart.
Ironically, the alchemist
With his ragged clothes, he said he could burn silver.
Why don't you burn some for yourself and sell it at the end of the river?
The Ruler of "The Remaining Hatred"
The Buddha said that the emptiness can be measured, and the emptiness is longer than the hatred;
Silver flowers, precious inlays, and golden star rulers are recognized by the fragrance of the ten fingers.
The Knife of "Hate"
The phoenix head is crossed with snowflake politics, and the water of the Wusong River is muddy;
Only the tears of lovesickness are hard to cut, and the old traces are broken only to be joined by the new traces.
The Needle of "The Remaining Hatred"
When begging for coquettish objects in front of the Beggar's Nest, the golden needles and jade fingers make the spring threads;
The Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden meet every year, but it is a pity that their faces are forever parted.
The Embroidery Bed of "The Hateful Remains"
The moon and flowers are saddened, and the dreams of the spring trees are short and long;
Only the embroidery bed and the needle and thread are there, and the remnants of the velvet have a fragrance of the fat in the mouth.
The Lamp of "The Remains of Cherry Blossoms"
The three-foot silver lamp is burning through the tent, and the happiness is not yet dispersed in marriage;
I wish to be taught to be a bright hiding place, and to shine through the Yellow Springs, not to know the sky.
One Year Song
There are 360 days in a year, 90 in spring, summer, fall and winter.
Winter is cold, summer is hot, cold is like a knife, hot is like a scorching.
Spring, summer, fall, and winter are mild, and the weather is mild with many storms.
There are fewer good days in a year, and moreover, there is a lot of beauty to be found.
Beauty and good fortune come together, and there are things to enjoy.
If you don't burn a candle to illuminate your bottle, you're not living in the world.
The ancient people have this to carry on, persuade people to uphold the candle night travel to.
The price of a night out is a lot of money, and I don't think you can buy it back.
The title of the Zhang Meng Jin half-bodied beauty picture
Who will write the wonderful pen, write to the wind flow place will rest.
Remembering the face I used to know in the past, I was in the depths of peach blossom and the short wall.
The Treading of Sandals: The Love of a Girlfriend
It's the springtime that's to blame, but this year it's early, so I'm not sure how good it is to be cold in my room.
Because of this, we are not able to return to our home, so we are just chanting about the grass.
The Nair Twin Gurus, who came along for the ride, are known for their flavor.
Seeking flowers and butterflies is a good time, so don't turn around and laugh.
--(Spring)
The color of the sun is beginning to be proud of itself, so why not escape the summer heat, and the green courtyard is fragrant with lotus.
It's a good idea to have a couple of articles on the subject, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
It's already boring, so why don't you go home?
It's a good idea to send a glass of wine to the souls of the sad ones, and then go back to find a good place tomorrow.
--(Summer)
Mid-autumn in August, the cool breeze, hibiscus is the time of flower.
Whose sisters are in new make-up, walking in the garden, often hand in hand.
The flower is a great gift, and the vase is a great gift, and the wine is a great gift.
Three cups of Mo?t will break the city of sadness, and when I wake up, the sadness should be again.
--(Autumn)
The cold air is sluggish, and the wind is strong.
The time of the passage does not go to see the plum blossom, a tree in front of the window through the opening of a thorough.
They are the first to be able to get the best out of the world, and they are the first to be able to get the best out of the world, and they are the first to be able to get the best out of the world. I'm not sure who I'm going to be able to send it to.
The flowers are silent, and the geese in the sky are calling.
--(Winter)
One Cut Plum
Red is full of moss and green is full of branches. Duyu sound, Duyu sound sad.
The joys of love are not long enough to part again. The colorful phoenix flies alone, the colorful phoenix lives alone.
How long will you think of me? I'm not sure when I'll see you again, I'm not sure when I'll see you again.
How can I express my love for you? A love lyric, a love poem.
One Cut Plum
The rain hits the pear blossom and closes the door. I'm sorry to say that I've lost my youth, I've lost my youth in vain.
Reciprocating pleasure **** who discusses. I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sorry to hear that I'm sorry.
Sadness is the only thing that can make a person's brows knit together. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Looking at the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening. I've been thinking about you for a long time, and I've been thinking about you for a long time," he said.
Jiangnan
Plums fall into the flower of Zizania, and the mountains of Jiangnan are quiet in the morning.
The last of the spring shoes and socks were on the east side of the city, and the green pool was drenched in the shadow of the red bridge.
The ancient people walked on the green moss cold, pavilion child official lock Xishi well.
Looking down at the well and taking off the veil, I was shocked to see that my white hair was already like dust.
People's lives are short, time is short, tear marks stained wine stainless steel wet.
The young man is gone, but I can't catch up with him, so I look up at the sky and see that it's blue.
Forging a tripod and a bell, I was granted a title, and my fame was given to the heroes.
It's just a matter of time before we get to the point where we're all together, so we don't have to work so hard day and night.
Hyang Liu Niang
The sound of birds through the curtain bar, the sound of birds through the curtain bar, startled me.
Dreaming of the butterfly Wushan Temple.
I hate it in my heart, I hate it in my heart, the clouds are dispersed, the peaks of Chu are high, the phoenix is gone, the Qin Tower is quiet.
Fear of this night, fear of this night, fear of this night, fear of this night, fear of this night, fear of this night, fear of this night.
Where are you going to get a tune, and you're going to have to leave me in the dust.
The moon is high
Smoke locks the sun, the day long embroidered curtains rolled.
The warbler is quiet and the flowers are falling, and the door is closed.
It's a shame that I'm not here to see the swallows.
The sky is the limit, the lovers are far away.
It's just that the road is blocked by the Blue Bridge, and there's no way to see the sky.
If the sky is willing to be kind, unless we meet in a dream, I will tell you all about my heart.
Shan Shui Tang Shaft
The pine waves begin to sound the autumn wind, and the clouds and the light of the mountains are clean and empty.
Why is the ghost always independent, only because of the poetry in the chest.
Southern Tour
The spring breeze on the river blew the young elms, and the qin gave the son a long skirt.
If you have a soulmate, you can scythe down the grass and build a hut anywhere.
Hakkan snow clearing picture
Hakkan snow clearing travelers thick, light load donkeys and mules heavy load cattle.
The mountain in front of Kodou's store is full of iron, and under the toadstool's tomb, wine is poured out.
Virtual Pavilion and Evening Coolness
Virtual Pavilion and Evening Coolness in front of the Stream, Thousands of Lotus Roots in front of the Threshold, and the Fragrance of Lotus Roots.
The cane pulp is stored in the golden ou cold, but there is a new steam and thin velvet frost.
Spring tour of the female several mountains
Spring snow disappears in front of the female several mountains, the road beside the immortal apricot hair soft stripes.
It is my wish to visit the mountain on this day, and to cross the wild bridge with wine and qin.
The Snowy Mountains
The cold snow comes to fight the wind, and the mountains are covered with jade hibiscus.
What is the matter with a guest at the bridge when the wine is deep and the ice is still raw?
Fishing in Huaxi
The Peach Blossom Dock on the lake, the flat boat letter to and fro.
The ducks are floating in the river, and the wood is copied from the mountains.
The picture of strange trees in the high mountains
The strange trees in the high mountains are like those in the south of the city, and I am not tired of sitting down to write poems.
Since the return of Han and Meng, no one has dared to take the rabbit's hair.
The wind is clear in the thatched roof
The wind is clear in the thatched roof and the shadow of the acacia is high, and the white heads are sitting together to talk about Li Sao.
We are ready to play the "Interlang" drum, and a guest has crossed the bridge with his qin.
The Tea Bowl
The Tea Bowl is the only thing that you can do in a long day.
It is expected that under the south window, the breeze fills my temples.
Peony Fan
Leaning on the threshold, the peony is weak, but the fragrance comes from the wind.
The peonies were planted in Yao Wei in the old days, and the city of Luoyang was under high pressure.
Sunny Lake Light
The red sunlight is brimming with blue waves, and the sunny lake light is not enough.
This time the railing can be leaned on alone, it is clear that the body is trying to ascend to the Ying.
It is a good thing that the stone on the pond at the head of the spring is so soft that it can sit quietly without any dust.
Returning to the pasture in the summer rain
The stormy wind and rain darkened the river, and the summer was cold in the mountains.
Only the cowherd boy is hidden on the back of the cow, returning to a hat with a fall?
Clear Stream Pine Shade Picture
The pine is 100 feet long and shades the clear stream, reflecting the wave potential to turn low.
It is just like the spring thunder before the hibernation, and the bearded dragon's head provides mud for the time being.
Holding the qin and returning
Holding the qin and returning to the blue mountains, all the way to the sound of pines, rain and sideburns wind.
There is no place in heaven and earth where I would rather visit the king with a lowered eyebrow.
Meng Shu Palace Prostitutes
Lotus flower crowns and Taoist clothes, serving the king on a daily basis to feast on purple emblems.
The flower blossom does not know that it has gone, but it fights for the green and the scarlet every year.
Looking at the spring and listening to the wind
Looking down at the spring and listening to the wind, the sound of the spring and the wind and the sound of the sheng yong.
How not to write the yaoqin, for no one's last name is Zhong.
The Cao Tang Talks About Old Pictures
The Cao Pavilion between the pines and the rock is open, and the flowers under the rock are alluring on the terrace.
Who knocked on the door to startle the crane's dream, and the moon was bright and the old man came from a thousand miles away.
The Traveling Picture
Ten years of baggage have brought back memories of Guanshan, and how can I get rid of the hardships of the road with a pair of pants?
Today, by the side of the wine cup and the song sleeve, I forgot that I had reached Chang'an outside the door.
Li Duan Duan's map
Li Duan Duan in Shan He Fang, the white peony that can walk.
Who believes that Yangzhou is full of gold, but the price of rouge is poor?
Dongfang Shuo
The king's mother was a poor child at the east gate, and she stole peaches three times and went to the Yao Chi (Yao Chi).
The group of immortals had nowhere to go after her. The first time I saw her was when she came to the palace, and the second time she came to the palace.
The forest and gully in the late spring
The road that curves around ten miles of Pingxi Road is dripping with water from a threefold spring.
When I came to the bottom of the river, I tried to bathe in my spring clothes.
The Water Pavilion
The Water Pavilion is in the forest, with a balustrade by the water.
Sitting on a futon, the sound of the leaves is cold in the morning.
The Qiankun thousands of ancient traces of the rise and fall, public right and wrong is always land and sinking.
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One night in the marriage in the reverse travel, short words to recognize mud Hong.
When I was Tao Gui's wife, I did not need to be red in front of the bottle.
The Palace Consort's Night Journey
The Peony and Paeonia are hard to compare with the warmth of the fragrance of the body.
The hairpin in the bun is very shy, and the flowers and snow are scattered in the sky.
The plum blossom of the firm
Plum blossom of the firm in front of the small Xuanxuan, the crane cloak to see the snow in the sky.
Who knows the general clear meaning, Jiangnan now there are Bu Xian.
Plum blossom
White Ben who is the even, the yellow self-preservation of the real.
These are the most beautiful flowers in the world, and they are the most beautiful flowers in the world, and they are the most beautiful flowers in the world.
Mountain Dwelling and Visitors
The red tree and yellow grass of the wild old house, the dog barking at the fence in the high mountains in the day.
There is nothing else to do in the meeting of the village, but to borrow flowers.
Rain and Bamboo Picture
The bamboo branches are written with a clear brush, and it is clear that the wind and rain are filling the sky.
No one will know what I mean, so I'm going to write a poem about it.
The Night Swallows of the Five Kings
The Five Kings' Residence in Jixianfang, with its many buildings and pavilions, is a glorious sight to behold.
Large coverlets and long pillows **** spring and fall, cockfighting and dog-walking even in the morning and evening.
The night in front of the Calyx Building is full of swallows, and the lamps are full of smoke and flames.
Sitting in a row, Shen Wang Xingqi Xuexue, let the emperor surrendered to the same south.
Kunlun pipa Liangzhou song, then into the Royal Dye cloud and.
The sound of the palace is not the sound of the business is violent, pipa sound start less pazhong sound more.
Only Ruyang knows the rules and regulations, and he once displaced his master.
On the other hand, if you are in the middle of the road to Sichuan, you will be able to hear the bells and the rain.
Xunyang farewell picture
Lonely Xunyang Bai Sima, stainless steel cover registration under the bureaucracy.
They are the first to be recognized in the world, and they are the first to be recognized in the world.
The clan was plotting a rebellion at that time, and it was not easy to get the plot to be as public as it was.
It is not easy to find a way to get the best out of the people who are in need of help, but it is a good thing to know that the people who are in need of help are the ones who are in need.
It is a good thing that you don't need to be honest with yourself, because you can't be honest with yourself.
This is the first time that I have ever heard of a lute, and I am sure that I will be able to tell you how much I love it when I see you again.
They are not in the court of law, but in the public.
There will be a time when I will be in the bottom of my hut in Jiangzhou, and I will have a chicken and dolphin race every year.
These are the first time I've ever seen a movie in the world.
The spring forest is through a path, and the wild colors are divided here.
The crane's trail is seen in the shade of the pine, and the sound of the spring is heard in the bamboo.
The grass is green from the rain, and the mountains are purple with twilight.
Where can I find the medicine? The door of the wood is covered with white clouds.
The picture of Zhang Mengjin
The green cliffs enter into the emerald green, and the misty air wets the clothes.
Flowers emerge from the streams, and pine clouds fly with the cranes.
The woodcutter sings a song and the drunken guest forgets to return home.
The house of the book, the window of which is open, is surrounded by a blue sky.
Wood, Bamboo, and Stone
Bamboo and stone, and pine.
Sitting in the bright window, I ask how I am doing.
Dying Wood, Bamboo and Stones
The green clouds are flying in the wind, and the jade knots are fragrant with the light swaying of Cui-Pao.
The old song is not played, the autumn wind and rain are dreaming of Xiaoxiang.
Beauty Banana
The big leaves are singing in the rain, and the heart is spreading in the wind.
I love his new green color, and he came to my small garden.
The Pipa Beauty
Dreams of the Pipa Beauty are broken, and the defense is heard outside the window.
It is hard to tell if you have any complaints about the pipa, but it is hard to tell if you have any.
The Pine Sparrow
The head of the sparrow is like garlic and the eyes are like peppers, and the male is chasing the female towards the reeds.
Don't take advantage of the fact that the praying mantis has lost its nest.
The Wagtail
The wagtail is in a state of emergency, and the cold dew in the field is making it into a ball.
It is not necessary to say that we are all brothers in the four corners of the world, but we are now looking at them with cold eyes.
The Queen Mother's gift of life
Three thousand miles of weak water in Penglai, ten thousand years of the Queen Mother's bat and peach.
The phoenix bird sings and the luan dances with itself, and the title of this painting is given in front of her birthday.
The Queen Mother's Birthday Presentation
The west wind was blowing the colorful flag on the back of the luan, and the Queen Mother went down to the nine heavens in the autumn.
If you want to increase your longevity with Aya, pour your own green spiritus into the silver ladle.
Dongbin Flower Woman with Bottle
It is difficult to predict the changes of the immortal machine, and the word "Lv" is clear now.
What is it that the world doesn't know, and what is left behind? I'm not sure if I'll be able to find the right one.
The Bamboo Picture
The Bamboo is the window and the sun is shining, and the monks are out of the house.
If you want to write a poem from the bottom of the section, it is wonderful that there are no words, but not a poem.
Autumn Mountain Dwelling Picture
The day is long and the hut is closed, and there is still money in the paper under the mat.
The chickens are living in the grass, and the tigers are drinking from the mountain spring at night.
Bai Lotian
Bai Shangshu, the historian of Suzhou, is sickly and has no wine.
The old Yangzhi also resigned, Zhang Juan Lin how the state.
Picture of a beautiful woman
Spring colors care for all kinds of feelings, but the wine cups are lonely and pitiful.
The flower is more beautiful than the face of a beautiful woman, and I feel that my life is light when I put my arms around her.
Peony
The rat-girls who call on the flower branches in the rainy season have drawn a picture on a pipe in a play.
How much do you know about the fat and powder of Pingkang?
The Trestle Trail
The Trestle Trail is a cloudy road that is ready to tumble, and the traveler can't help but be alarmed by it.
It's not that this is a rugged place, but the world is even more turbulent.
Dongzhuang Picture
The rice field is full of leaves in the wind, and the flat farmland is relatively dewy Dongzhuang.
There are thousands of hectares of fertile land, and the yellow land is golden under the setting sun.
Keeping the plowing map
South mountain foot on the fertile fields, when the guard plow hoe industry Ma Qian.
Yesterday the three mountains descended to remove the eye, long frustrated with the worship of the earth line immortal.
Beauty
Dancing with the neon dresses, the sun is low, and the eyes are full of spring fatigue.
In the flowers of the brocade tent, I was playing with the coral and blood-colored branches.
The Lady of the Plantain
The small courtyard is deep with animal foreheads and vermillion fans, and the green window is solemn with mist.
Someone sits alone at the plantain, because of springtime sorrows.
The Lady of the Banana Plantain
The beauty sleeps in spring, with a plum blossom on her forehead.
It is the first time I have ever seen a woman in a mirror, and I have always learned Shouyang's makeup.
Banana Lady
Banana Lady
The name of the beautiful woman is Jinglian, and she is capable of playing fifty strings.
Since I want to compare the flowers to my appearance, I walk lightly by the wild pond in the cool breeze.
Spring Swallows in the Apricot Grove
The swallows are returning to the apricot blossoms, and the red bridge has a low shadow on the green pond.
In the slanting sun of the Qingming Festival, every pedestrian asks for a wine shop.
Spring Swallows in the Apricot Grove
The red apricot flag hangs from the top of the red apricot tree, and the green poplar branch turns to a yellow black stallion.
The sound of birds and the shadows of flowers make people stay, and it is a fool's errand not to enjoy the east wind.
The picture of Tsubaki and daylily
The color of Tsubaki tree in Lacquer Garden is a thousand years old, and the daylily root in the north of the hall has flowers in March.
The painting of a pair of spotted clothes will make your parents' lives endless.
Yuan Zhenjiang Pavilion Autumn Colors
I have not seen the Ni pedant for a hundred years now, and the old mountain trees are leading the smoke.
The picture of the clear window with the axle on display, the light ink still sees the ancient sages.
Flower Sniffing Guanyin
Flick the flower and smile to break the sandalwood lips, and realize the dusty phase of color and body.
Take the starry crown and cape, the bright moon on the rooftop to honor the immortal.
Fallen Flowers
Fallen flowers are deep in the empty mountains in spring, and green jade is new in the rainy forest.
Self-drawn from the mountain spring to cook phoenix cake, sitting in the stream pavilion waiting for the ghosts.
Mulberry Pictures
Mulberry comes out of Luo and Cudgel comes out of damask, and the damask is made up in a graceful manner.
The gracefulness of the red powder and the song of the golden strand, the song and the peach blossoms and the willow flakes.
Chrysanthemums
The wind was high on the ninth day, and the hat was slanting, and the wine was often drunk on credit at the head of the hedge.
The imperial robe was drunk with Princess Yang, and at midnight I helped her to return to her home.
Chrysanthemums
The color of chrysanthemums blossoms in the sun, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums covers the berries and moss.
The chrysanthemums were once in Tao's path.
Chrysanthemums
Soughing the golden winds, leaning against the fence, the chrysanthemums are in the cup.
Autumn light is full of eyes, no different products, smile proud of the East hedge envy of the glory.
The Ink Chrysanthemum
The man in white changed his clothes for the clothes of Taiyuan, and he bathed in the shade of the mountain and washed the research pool.
The iron bones of the man do not let the autumn colors fade, and he sweats all over the east fence.
Yuan Ming
The chrysanthemums bloomed in gold on the ground, and the drunkenness also made the stringless zither.
There are many things in the South Mountain, but no one in the world knows them.
Yuanming
Mr. Wuliu was drunk on the day of his death, and his guests came to enjoy the scenery without any felt.
The wine is all under the east fence, and the gold is stored in ten thousand ducats of money.
He Jingtu
Jiaogou Jiangmei is far away from the mountain, a day of wind and moon around the Chaikuan.
The Bird of Prey is the most important thing in the world. I've been looking for the right words to say, but I've been looking for the right words to say, and I've been looking for the right words to say.
Gaozu Chopping Snake
The real man was ordered to rectify the whole center, and the lost deer and the mad Qin were not enough to be put to death.
The four seas have no grass to stand on, and the evil snakes can't stop the advance.
San Gu Gu Cao Lu diagram
Cao Lu San Gu Qu heroes, generous Nanyang up Crouching Dragon.
The star of the tripod has not yet settled down, and then fell, and the array of charts stayed with the waves of spring.
Sangru cleanser
The heart of the piano pick Zhuo Wangsun, buy wine Lin Qiong stone frozen spring.
The dog supervisor can still recommend talented people, the prime minister at that time is a man of leisure.
Dongshan Scroll
We heard that the water out of Tongshan, the ancient sage produced among them.
Junlin called himself a private lady, fishing must be borrowed a bay.
Farming in Jiangnan
Farming in Jiangnan in April, composting hemp and soaking grain has a regular schedule.
It's all right to say it's all right to be delicate.
Watch the waterfalls
The Milky Way is pouring down the river, and the ear root is here to wash away the dust and clamor.
If you want to know where to go, you can go to the Three Gorges Bridge in front of the Wulao Peak.
Subtitled picture for Ho Kwan
The sound of springs in the green clouds and halls is separated from the sound of the yellow leaves and the shadow of geese coming from Guanhe River.
There are other poets who are good at embracing the west wind and the temples.
Dying Wood
Dying Wood
Dying Wood is under the sunset, burning leaves and cooking yellow Lun.
With you, I'll get drunk, and tomorrow I'll drive around and sweat on my clothes.
Dreams of lead
Ten years of dreams of lead, all the things in the heart to pay the waves.
The inner garden is painted in gold, and the southern country has long white hair in snow.
Couch full of messy book dust indifference, a number of sound? The moon is pale.
It's a good thing I'm not good enough to win, because I'm not good enough to win, because I'm not good enough to win, because I'm not good enough to win.
Sentence
This life will be sweet and go to the palace of heaven, and there is nothing left to be humiliated.
There are thousands of books for a hundred years, and one pen for the four seas.
Don't be greedy
The ragged shirt, the ragged skirt, said that people will burn silver.
Why don't you burn it for your own use, and why do you give it away?
It is untitled
The iron shoulder carries the righteousness of the world. I am a man of honor, and I will die a man of honor.
Late return
The snowy weather makes it a good time to write poems, and I'm sure I'll be able to find a friend's home on the other side of the river.
It was not until half past midnight in Suzhou that I realized that I was watching the Red Cliff.
The city's generals had their own orders, but the south of the country's talented people had no knowledge of them.
If you ask for the real news, there is also a reputation in Fengchi.
Enmity
Enmity has become a grudge, and I regret that I didn't know the face of the wind.
Envy has turned into hatred, and we have forgotten the curse of God.
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Xingfa is always related to the feelings, since the fall of the sun, autumn water long day, fortunately this place lakes and mountains unhurt.
Ancient and modern only a moment, ask the river talent, the pavilion in the emperor, than the year how the scenery.
Thinking of Autumn Fragrance
Thinking of killing you, when I saw a good sincerity.
Thinking of you, the body is slim face handsome.
What a great idea, to be under the moon and flowers, and to be able to say good things.
I miss you so much that I call you by your name.
I miss you so much that before I say goodbye, I will be very happy to see you again.
This is the first time I've told you about my feelings, but I've left my eyes open.
Looking at the wall in front of the lamp, the wall is a pity shadow.
Jingyan evening smoke picture
Persimmon leaves before the frost a forest red, tree stream extremely look into the sky.
This scene by whom to propose where, under the pavilion of the Golden Gate of Heaven in the twilight smoke.
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The swings are so tender, and the clouds are so flat.
Laughing, I tilted my face up and called my name from the depths of the bamboo forest.
Autumn Pond Poetry Scene
Home in the southeast of the clouds and brocade township, the soul is originally the fragrance of water and flowers.
Oh, the poem wants to enter the autumn pond scene, the ducks and herons are busy flying overnight.
Gate of Heaven Farewell Picture
Gate of Heaven willow wheat dust silk, and send my son on the road Qi.
If I meet my soulmate in Chang'an, I will say that I am very poor and I will write a poem.
Linliu test qin picture
The wine is over and the tea is over, but I can't get rid of the old qin.
Lin Liu tried out the golden emblem, and wrote about the seven strings in the cold water.
The map of the Hong Kong people
White dew and reed reed in August fall, the Hong Kong people and make rice beams plan.
A group of Niko called out to each other, mostly in the shallow waters of the Pingwuwu Island.
Peach blossom rain over the map
Peach blossom rain over the water even the sky, the ancient tree high bank mess jade spring.
Independence of the head of the stream is poor physically, I do not know the slanting sun sets on the flat river.
Peony
The story of the peony is told in the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and the cold spring in the north of the Shenxiang Pavilion is in the south.
The color of the peony is still the same nowadays, and the moon runs three times in the east of the stormy river.
Daylily Picture
The grass tree in the north hall is sprouting new branches, and the laiyi in the hall is dedicated to the longevity goblet.
May a flower add a year to the year, and may the year be a long celebration of flower-appreciation.
Miscellaneous Flowers in the Autumn Garden
The autumn colors in the garden are like those of spring, with red and purple reflecting in the green pool.
The dew has not yet dried up, and the wind is blowing to raise the spider's threads.
Chrysanthemum
Mr. Jinli sleeps in peace on a day, and the guest sits without a felt.
The wine is under the east fence, and the gold is stored in ten thousand ducats of money.
Ink Chrysanthemums
The grass on the green cloud shelf is coiled, and the horse's milk is dry under the autumn dew.
Yesterday's literary garden was worried about lung thirst, a few pills to chew through the sugar cane pulp cold.
The Bamboo Branch
The bamboo was born in the first sunny day of the rain, and the bright moon on the river moved the sound of autumn.
On the other hand, the bones of the bamboo are as light as a leaf, so I will walk on the wind with a loose sleeve.
Panel building to seek wisdom
The Holy Lord seeks wisdom according to the drawing of the map, and in a few moments will be the heavenly order of the world Xuxu migration.
The spirit is not a mystery, and the colors are not indiscriminate.
Double White Heads in the Hall
The white heads on the branches of begonias, their heads reflecting the flowers, are red.
It is just like the old man who is happy, drunkenly interjecting his hat and nodding in the spring breeze.
Yingying's picture
Fu-tou woke up from the wine and burned the incense, and wrote about a cloud in Pudong in a play.
Last night, the flowers on the wall moved, and I heard someone's voice calling out to me.
The Bird of Prey
The Bird of Prey is singing in the dawn forest, its feathers are thin, snowy and frosty.
The son of the world is not a mythical animal, who has never heard of it?
Mengxian Cao Tang
Idle to sleep on a few pillows, dreaming of a different day in the pot.
It is like the face of Xiyi himself, and the secret of the Great Return of Truth has been handed down to him.
Autumn Wind
The west wind blew the leaves all over the court, the tiller has no words, the nose is sour.
The heart is in the nine springs and the lamps are on the wall, a lapel of clear blood tears on the railings.
Huashan
White rimmed stainless steel jasper ring, in the world of affairs related to the horse.
It was like riding a donkey over Mount Hua upside down.
The Lonely Bamboo
The Lonely Bamboo is strong and straight.
The heart of the bamboo is strong enough to accommodate it, and the firmness of the bamboo will not defy anything.
It is not easy to make friends with a person who is comparable to a gentleman.
Yeye peach and plum flower, change color in day and night.
The Green Mountain Reading Picture
Huzhou got Juan to fill up the socks, I put thick waterproof waterproof to try to reveal.
The painting was made in the east and the west, and it is the main source of wind and moon.
There are many people who live in the green hills and have good friends who come and go.
It's a great pleasure to be able to read and study without leaving the house, and to have the sound of water running through the woodwork door.
The mountains are a great place for travelers, and the clouds are a great companion to the misty air and wet clothes.
There is a mountainside where the sun sets and the sun goes down, but it's a long way off.
The forest and the trees are floating, a spring of jade lagoon in the fall.
The lotus dress is so cold that I can't bear it, and the cold countryside and thin islands are not strong.
There are two or two sand gulls in the distant sky, and there is a boat that crosses the water.
Light sails with shadow swept the double eider, in a flash Qiantang 300 miles.
It's a good thing that I've been a fool all my life, and I don't doubt that I want to go there.
The winegrowers are so anxious to make a free stone, and to get drunk, they will pay for their poems.
The picture of a clear voice on a stream
Three friends have a long life, and seven years of age are rare.
The title of the book is "White," and the title of the book is "Fish," and the title of the book is "Scarlet.
The banquet was full of guests, and the birthday festival was a good spring day.
If you don't get drunk, don't go back, and you don't have a strong ****.
The green clouds are in the wind, the white hair is in the fish.
The mountain color is floating in Nanyue, and the star is close to Shao Wei.
The hanging scroll in the brocade, the colorful clothes in front of the knees.
The old man is a man of honor and virtue, and I will return to him.
Poem on running water
Shallow water, broken and continuous.
It is clear in the mountains, and turbid in the mountains.
It is difficult to turn back in a zigzag, whimpering and crying day and night.
What is the reason for this sadness? I regret having left the valley in the first place.
Seven things to do
They are all in someone else's house.
There is nothing to be done in the cold of the year, but to see the plum blossoms in the temple at the time of the bamboo.
Woman
This woman is not a human being, she is a fairy in the sky.
Raising a son who can be a thief, stealing peaches for his mother.
The Smoke Tree of Zhenze
The east water of the great river is the country, and the giant dip in it is called Zhenze.
There are seventy-two mountains in Zhenze, one of which is the largest in Fuzhao.
Fujiao mountain Geng Jingji, and I ten years for old acquaintances.
Day plowing and night reading of the ancients, green sky face up without shame.
Make me picture of the scenery of his residence, smoke and trees, muddy ink.
I am also a Mercedes-Benz man of fame and fortune, and in my old age I have been quietly brushing away the dust and traces.
We will be together on the lake in the future, and we will share the same white rice and fish soup.
Wild Fang Jieshi Figure
Mixed flowers rotten spring color, lonely peaks accumulated rain marks.
It is like the ancient chaste man, who spent his life with the roots of vegetables.
Mountain Dwelling Picture
The mountain is deep and empty, and the gully is only accessible by side steps.
A garden of taro and chestnuts is enough for autumn, and a hundred fingers of the boy servant are enough to rule the life.
Short walls of brickwork and charlotte, thin wine, and **** turner.
I would like to go with you to your house, so that you can get rid of the red flowers and dust.
Lu Mengzheng Snow Scene
Ice and snow, wind and clouds are different, today's honored yesterday's poor.
How many heroes accompanied him when he was poor, and his name should have been left in his pocket.
Du Mu Tu
The Sikong Curtain House was opened in the morning, and the streets of Pingshan came day and night.
If you are willing to believe that you have been traveling to the old Jockey Club, you will still be singing about the purple clouds.
Lianxi Picture
The grass thatched study hall and the stone pond, the railings are alluringly curved by the stream.
Square beds and stone pillows sleep on clear paintings, and lotus leaves and flowers send each other fragrance.
The snowy night of Zhao Pu
The Song Dynasty was ordered to maintain a new government, and Wei was called the minister of the gods of earth and grain.
It is not possible to read the Analects of Confucius all year round, but it is possible not to be an orphan.
Sang Wei-han Tie Yantu
The scholar's vigor is a thousand troops, and the sun rises in Fusang with a volume of text.
The iron study has not yet worn the time change, fame back to the letter floating clouds.
Lu Tong's Tea Decoction Picture
A bald man with a thousand years of experience, who does not look up to the high winds of the princes and emperors.
Why did he sit in a miserable place? He did not live in the mountains or in Luoyang.
The Qin Huai Hai sea map
The Huai Hai cultivation really left Li Hua, it said that I said poorly.
Jindan can not red face parting, underground meeting two sides of the sand.
And I can't answer.
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