The Gate of Heaven has been crossed again, and all things are wrong.
The sycamore is half-dead after the frost, and the white-headed mandarin ducks have lost their companions.
The grass on the ground is drying up, and the new ridge of the old house is still there.
The empty bed is listening to the rain from the south window, who will pick the lamp to mend the clothes at night!
He Zhi
(1052-1125) A lyricist of the Northern Song Dynasty. He Chuan was a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty. He was a native of Weizhou (present-day Ji County, Henan Province). He was the grandson of Empress He of the Song Dynasty, and married a daughter of the clan. He claimed that his distant ancestor lived in Shanyin and was a descendant of He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty, who lived in Qinghu (i.e., Mirror Lake), so he called himself the oldest survivor of Qinghu. Read at a young age, erudite and strong memory. He was a young reader, erudite and strong memory. He was a chivalrous man who liked martial arts, and liked to talk about the world, "whether a lot of false pretenses, although the noble and powerful for a while, a small dislike, and the mouth of the extreme denigration of the no words" ("History of the Song Dynasty - He cast biography"). 17 years old, he left home to go to Bianjing, and was appointed as a right class of the temple straight. He was the supervisor of the Military Arms Depot, and the supervisor of the wine tax in Lincheng County. In the first year of Yuanfeng (1078), he was reorganized to Busan Duzhuyuan. Five years went to Xuzhou to lead the Baofeng Supervisor of money. Due to the appointment of all the cold jobs, depression, self-proclaimed "four years of cold laughter old East Xu". Yuan □ three years (1088) went to the state and the border patrol. Although this is a military position, but the position is low and troublesome, not to his liking. Soon because of the recommendation of Li Qingchen and Su Shi, he changed his post to a civilian post, serving as a minister and a permanent attendant. Then he asked to be appointed as a supervisor of Beiyue Temple. Shao Sheng two years (1095) awarded Jiangxia Baoquan supervisor, in office to organize the old manuscripts, compiled into the "Qinghu the old man before the collection". In the first year of Yuanfu (1098), he left his post because of his mother's funeral, and soon returned to the east, traveling or living in the area of Suzhou and Hangzhou. In the first year of Emperor Huizong's Jianzhong Jingguo (1101), after the mourning period, he was summoned to be the chief bookkeeper of the Taifu Temple, and then was reappointed as the Xuanliang, the general judge of Sizhou. In the fourth year of Chongning (1105), he moved to Xuande Lang, and passed the judgment of Taiping Prefecture. Then he moved to Fengshilang. In the third year of Daguan (1109), he was dismissed from his post with the title of Seungsilang and settled in Suzhou. In the first year of Chonghe (1118), he moved to Chaofenglang as the grandson of the descendant of Taizu He Hou, and was given a fifth-grade uniform. He was not allowed to be a beautiful official because he was still angry and made wine, and he was anxious and frustrated. In his later years, he was even more discouraged by his career and resigned again after one year in office, settling in Suzhou. The family collection of more than 10,000 volumes of books, hand-collated, so that the end of the old man. During this period, he continued to compile the "Qinghu Late Elderly Collection". He died in Changzhou in the seventh year of the Xuanhe reign (1125).
He Chu was good at poetry, lyrics and literature. But from the point of view of actual achievement, his poetry and lyrics were higher than his literature, and his lyrics were higher than his poetry. His words are both strong and soft, with a variety of styles, which is why Zhang Lei praised him as "as magnificent as the Hall of Yujin and Zhang, and as bewitching as the Court of Rangqiang and Shi; as elegant as the Qu and Song, and as tragic as the Su and Li" (Preface to the Words of the Dongshan Mountain). Among them, the most is the one with the deep and beautiful and dense. He cast once said: "my pen drive Li Shangyin, Wen Tingyun, often run life is not time." (Jiankang Collection Volume 8) ("Jiankang collection" volume 8 "He cast biography") This mainly refers to his good at melting the late Tang poetry into words. His skill in melting the previous verses is comparable to Zhou Bangyan. Many of his words describing love, the style is also inherited from Wen, Li and others, written in a graceful and colorful, and sentimental. For example, his masterpiece [The Case of the Green Jade]: "The waves are not on the road across the pond, but the eyes send the dust away. Jinser Hua Nian who with the degree, moon bridge flower courtyard, trivial window Zhu household, only spring know place. Flying clouds Ran Rang Gao Gao twilight, colorful pen new title broken heart sentence. If you ask me how many times I've been in love, I'd say it's been a long time. A river of tobacco, a city full of wind and flotsam, plum yellow time rain." Rhetoric is beautiful, that is, the scene expresses emotion, write their own love disillusionment "broken heart". Especially at the end of the three clever metaphors: tobacco, wind and rain, plum, the image is new and distinctive, at that time, that is, "the language is exquisite, the intention is new, the intention is good" (Bijie Manzhi, Volume 2), "Xing in the ratio, the meaning is longer" (Heping Juru, Volume 7), and so popular that there is a "He Meizi" of the name (Bamboo Slope Poetry). His works, such as [Tasha Xing], [Shi Zhou Slow], [Sheng Zha Zi], etc., are all beautiful and profoundly beautiful poems, which shows that the author is a strong force after the huge camp of traditional Northern Song lyricists.
He cast a few words can go beyond the scope of love and bosom thoughts, and focus on personal experience and certain social realities. His character was close to chivalry, and he was known as a strong and vigorous scholar. Because of the breakthrough in the content of the subject matter, the style of this kind of words is also very different from the soft and gentle tone from the Flower Room to the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, and it seems to be bold and strong, generous and tragic. The most representative one is the [Song of the Six States], which expresses one's political feelings: "I don't ask for a tassel, I tie up the proud seed of the sky, and the sword roars in the west wind". In addition to the [Song of Water], [Song of Songs], [vows of love], [Nianliangyou], etc., can be seen to the achievements of the self-appointed aspirant jailed the sadness of no success. These works, obviously influenced by Su Shi, and implicitly down to the early Southern Song Dynasty's bold and liberal schools. Moreover, although some of his words are written on traditional subjects, their ideological content is a breakthrough. For example, he writes about the lovesickness of a conscripted woman in five poems, which is a familiar theme written by the Tang Dynasty, but he is able to create a new way of thinking by digging into the inner world of the woman who is thinking about her, such as "Under the slanting moon, in front of the north wind, ten thousand pestles and thousands of anvils are pounding to be pierced. Not for pounding clothes diligently do not sleep, broken tonight night like years. The woman can't sleep because she misses her husband who has been in exile for a long time, so she has to pound clothes to kill the long night, which is more and more sorrowful and sympathetic. These words reflect the suffering of military service at that time from one side, and thus have certain social significance. He Ch'iu's words have developed in the realm of thought, with a variety of styles, rich in the beauty of language and rhythm, worthy of being a great man of the Northern Song Dynasty.
He cast poetry for the word name cover, in fact, also has considerable achievements. He learned poetry at the age of seven and wrote more than 5,000 or 6,000 poems in thirty years until the third year of the Yuan dynasty. After continuous elimination, the self-compilation of "Qinghu old man poetry collection" when only 9 volumes. It can be seen that his writing diligence and the number of huge, far more than words. He once described himself as having learned poetry from his predecessors in the following eight lines: "The plainness of the poem is not superficial; the oddity of the ancient is not adjacent to the strange; the title is not embarrassed by the object, the narrative is not sick of the sound and rhythm; the deeper the comparison is through the physical, the worker with the matter is like his own; the style is seen in the composition, and it cannot be engraved; the gas comes out of the words, and it cannot be yielded to the vastness of it." (Campsis Fishing Hidden Series of Words, Volume 37) His poetic creation is following such principles. Because of his boldness and shrewdness, his poems are also "HaoLuXuanXiao, have style, have the bones" (CaoTingDong "Song hundred poems"), "work of cultivation and cleanliness, sometimes there is a gas" (SikuQuanQuanGuanMu), the style is often close to su shi. However, the content of the subject matter is not very broad, and his works are mainly written about personal life experiences, mostly about traveling and service, visiting and enjoying, and less about social conflicts. Yellow House Song", "Jinling Rain Flower Terrace", "Hailings West Tower" and other poems are outstandingly unrestrained, and the atmosphere is sad and strong, while "Qinhuai Night Poetry" and "Yang Liu Zhi Words" are refreshing and elegant. The style of the poems such as "The Swallow in the Hall of Qing" is close to that of the small lyrics.
He cast of poems, according to the "Song late Chaofenglang He Gong epitaph" records, there are "Qinghu before and after the collection of the old man" 20 volumes. But in the early Southern Song Dynasty, only the former collection existed, Guangzong Shaoxi three years (1192) Hu Cheng preface and engraved to pass on. His son Fang GG and search for the old manuscripts, monuments and stones compiled for the "after the set of addendum". Li zhiding yiqiu hall according to the old notes school engraving.
He Chuan's words, according to Ye Mengde's Jiankang ji, vol. 8, said that He Chuan had compiled his own "Dongshan Lefu," but did not say the number of volumes. Huang □ "Tang and Song sages wonderful word selection" said "small words two volumes, the name of the East Mountain sound music". Chen Zhensun "Zhi Zhai Shulu Xie Zu" recorded "Dongshan Yu Sheng Lefu" 3 volumes, and said "to fill in the old score of the new words and other names to make it easy, so it is called 'Yu Sheng'". There is also the name of Dongshan Lefu Bianji. Today's survivors of the name "Dongshan lyrics", there are "four seal Zhai engraved words" this, but also Shibuyuan shadow of the Song, Jin, Yuan and Ming book continued publication of this and "□ village book" this. This book also includes 1 volume of the remnants of the Song version of "Dongshan Words", 2 volumes of "He Fanghui Words", and 1 volume of "Dongshan Words Supplement".
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He Chu (1052-1125), known as Fang Hui (方回), was a native of Shanyin (present-day Shaoxing, Zhejiang Province) who lived in Weizhou (present-day Ji County, Henan Province). He was known as He Guitou (贺鬼头), because of his long body, shrugged eyes, and blue face. He was the grandson of Empress Xiaohui, and was authorized to be the director of the right class, and served as the general judge of Surabaya and Taiping states in the Yuanyou period. In his later years, he retired to Suzhou, where he was a schoolteacher. He did not attach himself to the rich and powerful, but was fond of discussing the affairs of the world. He was capable of poetry and literature, and was especially good at words. The content and style of his words were rich and varied, with the strengths of both the bold and the elegant, and he was good at refining the language and melting the sentences of his predecessors. He was good at refining the language and melting the sentences of his predecessors. He used rhymes in a strict manner, and was rich in rhythm and musicality. Some of the works depicting spring flowers, autumn and moonlight have a high and open mood, and the language is rich and mournful, close to Qin Guan and Yan Ji Dao. His patriotic and sorrowful works, sad and impassioned, and close to Su Shi. The Southern Song patriotic lyricist Xin Qiji and other words of his words have been renewed, showing its influence. Representatives of the "Case of Green Jade - Hengtang Road", "Partridge Sky - Half-dead Tong", "Fangxin Bitter", "Shengcha Zi - Stranger Lang", "Raccoon Creek Sand" ([1], [2], [3]), "Pounding Lian Zi - Pestle and Pestle Sound Qi", "Thinking of the Yue Ren", "Little Plum Blossom - Difficulty of Traveling", "Pounding Lian Zi - Looking at the Return of the Book", "Caixuan Zi" and so on, which is the most famous to the "Case of Green Jade - Hengtang Road", "Partridge Sky - Half-dead Tung", "Fangxin Bitter". Among them, "The Case of Green Jade - Hengtang Road", "Partridge Sky - Half Dead Tong" and "Bitter Heart" are the most famous. Partridge Sky - half dead Tong" mourning the lyricist's wife, word by word sad, such as sobbing, "empty bed lying down to listen to the rain of the south window, who picks the lamp at night to mend the clothes," the sentence is full of deep feelings, mournful and poignant.
Partridge Sky - half dead tung
Repeatedly through the gate of heaven all things are not, the same thing what is different return?
The sycamore is half-dead after the frost, and the white mandarin ducks have lost their companions.
The grass in the field is drying up, and the new ridge of the old house is still there.
The empty bed is listening to the rain from the south window!
The Case of the Green Jade
Lingbo is not the same as Hengtang Road, but I've seen the dust go away.
Who is going to take care of this?
The moon bridge and the flower pavilion, the small window and the vermilion house, only the spring knows the place.
Flying cloud Ran Ran gao gao twilight, color pen new title broken heart sentence.
How many sorrows are there?
Yichuan tobacco, full of wind and flotsam, plum yellow rain.
The heart is bitter
The willow returns to the pond, the mandarin ducks leave the pool, the green weeds rise up and break the lotus boat road.
There are no more bees or butterflies to admire the fragrance, and the red clothes are all taken off to make the hearts of the people suffer.
Returning to the sun to meet the tide, traveling clouds with rain, I seem to speak with the tart:
The year refused to marry the spring wind, but for no reason was the autumn wind wrong!
Shengcha Zi.
We are the only ones who have ever been in the same boat, and we're all in the same boat, and we're all in the same boat.
The double sculls are merciless, and the crows roll like a human voice.
The gold-plated Stranger, the stone-turned mountain woman.
What is in your heart? The girl who was three years old when she took her bed.
Shengcha Zi.
The wind is clear and the moon is full, it's a good time.
It will not be a long year, and the wind and the moon will be sad everywhere.
The heart will be burnt by the smoky musk, and the chants will be cut by the cold worms.
If you want to sleep in the bed, you will have to untie your belt and turn it into a knot.
Lin Jiang Xian.
Mandarin ducks dream
They are drunk and tired of waking up late, the mandarin ducks spring dream.
It is the first time I have ever heard of a bird crying in a deep courtyard. The sun was shining, and the window was open.
Don't lean on the carvings to think of the past, Wu Shan and Chu Shui are all over the place.
There are a lot of people out there who don't like things. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
Qing Ping Le
The sun is not yet set, and the clouds are baking in the thin sun.
There is a path of flowers at the cow's door, and the birds are crying and the people are quiet.
It's a pity that I'm so old and I've become an old man.
Looking at the sideburns of the tweezers, I don't want to see the grass come back to life.
Magnolia flowers
The cold fragrance floating, looking at the place want to have a butterfly dream.
The dawn is approaching, and the warmth of the condensation is melting away.
The drums urge the song to be sent, and who will be the one to drink the wine with ****.
Lonely east of the wall, the door covers the dusk of the yard wind.
Subtracted Magnolias
Leisurely feelings less old, helpless to hurt spring can be made thin.
Our oars and boats have been sent out to the people who have returned to us, and I have been left behind.
The West Gate official willow, full of green parting hand.
Who **** climbed up the stairs, to share the smoke and waves of a section of sadness.
More.
Only leaning against the building
On the east door, outside the door willow, give goodbye to each annoying hand.
A leaf falls, several times in autumn, Jiangnan alone leaning on the building.
The curved appendage, staring for a long time, the thin curtain is more than enough to scratch your head!
There is no end to the hatred, the sadness, the invasion of the end of the sky.
Raccoon brook sand
Autumn water and slanting sunshine to perform the gold, far away from the hidden mountains across the flat forest, a few villages and a few anvils.
Remembering the west building and the drunken eyes, the scenery of the past years is like today, only no one with **** to visit.
Runxi Sha
Dreaming of the West Pond by the side of the emperor's carriage, the jade saddle and the horse with a small covered wagon, the spring breeze of ten miles to fight Cindy.
Being on the waterfront, I've been wandering around in the mountains, and I've been drinking wine in the flowers, and I've been lonely, and I've been in love for three years now!
①:car and
Runxi Sha
Idlely put the pipa old score to find, four strings of the sound of grievances, but Shen Yin, swallow fly people quiet conversation deep.
The pillow sometimes becomes a rainy dream, and there is no place to talk about the spring heart through the curtain, from the night of the lamp to the present day!
1: qiqiqi branch
Runxi Sha
Drums of the city crowing twilight crows, over the clouds to send some of the rain, tender cool as water through the window screen.
The shadow of the west room invades the moon, and the fragrance of the east side of the wall flowers, at this time we look at each other to the end of the world.
Runxi Sha
Smoke and willow dipped in the yellow of spring, and the wind of the appendage is more than the fragrance of the peach, when the curtain and the slanting sun.
There is no way to look at the place, but there are a few times when you can break your heart. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this!
Raccoon River Sand
The Qing Han boat purifying purification feast, the pink e peep shadow of the two immortals, the appendix fly as non-smoke.
Revisiting the old tourists is not seen, rain lotus wind polygonum sunset day, folding flowers in the water thought blank.
(The third sentence seems to be missing a word)
Runxi Sha
The corner of the building was first sold a wisp of sunshine, yellow willow dark crows, the jade and the moon to pick plum blossoms.
They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.
Runxi Sha
Sunset meets Zhuqueer Street, *** by the green boat to the Qinhuai, laughing at the flotsam and jetsam juan ① gold hairpin.
The cave lights return to the other hall, Biwu red leaves cover Xiaozhai, would like to follow the bright moon into your heart.
1: 'Juan' to 'female' plus 'four' head
Dot Jiang lips
A picture of the frosty raw silk, musk coal smoked greasy grain silk strands.
Covering up the makeup without saying a word, it is the place of pinning the condensation.
These are the best way to get the most out of your life, but they are not the best way to get the most out of your life.
The green poplar returns to the road, the swallow flies to the west.
Dreaming of South of the Yangtze River - the time of peace
Jiuqu Pond March 3, shaggy willow.
Scented dust is sprayed on the horse, and this is the spring shirt.
Bitter bamboo shoots and anchovies are beautiful, dreaming of South China.
The evening breeze from the Gate of Heaven is quiet, and the sails are set.
The ballad of Tianmen
Tianmen of Niuzhu is dangerous, limited to the north and south, the seven males and heroes of the ancient.
Clear fog convergence, and idle people to visit.
When the tide flattens out on the moon, the waves will be rippling, and the pipe will be blowing lightly on the new A-abuse.
The wind is all over the threshold, and I can count the number of points in the western part of the country.
The Songs of the Night.
The nightly pounding of garments
The brocade characters are put away, the mandarin ducks are put down, and the anvil is whisked away from the bed for the nightly pounding of garments.
Is the boy on the horse healthy now? I see the geese returning to the south when I cross the melon.
The pounding of the drums.
The anvil is shiny, the pestle is loud and clear, and you can pound the clothes you are wearing with tears.
It should be ten thousand miles to the Jade Pass, but the garrison is still in the west of the Jade Pass.
The night is like a new year
The night is like a new year.
Under the slanting moon, in front of the north wind, ten thousand pestles and thousands of anvils are pounding through.
If I don't sleep hard for the pounding, I will break the night like a year.
The Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs. Cutting the robe
Throwing the pestle and mortar, and standing by the window screen, I cut the robe to make it look like a flower.
I would like to see the Longtou long garrison guests, also miss home at the time of giving clothes.
The Pounding of the Lian Zi.
The border beacons are far away, and the mail is scarce, and the army clothes are lined with iron clothes.
It's a good idea to dream about it all night long, but I'm hoping to get a book for New Year's Eve.
Calling for Spring Sorrows
The sky is not free of sentimentality, and the wind is flowing. The clouds and the grass are far away, and the flotsam is long, calling for springtime sorrows.
Trying to make up a small makeup to peep into the evening mirror, light moth shy. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
Remembering Qin'e.
The moon in the middle of the night is shining on the pear blossom snow. The snowy pear blossoms, the azalea cries blood.
When the king's grandson is dead, he swallows his voice and says goodbye on the soft stranger's path.
These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen her in the world.
Cai Sang Zi
Dong Ting South Pavilion to meet the ground, a few drunken red dress. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
Who cares about the rain on the window tonight, where is the fishing village. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.
Buddhist Bodhisattva Barbarian
The song of the merchants who are tired of parting with their wines is sent to them, and the sound of the cool leaves in autumn is moved by the Xiao Xiao. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The city is a short dream, the coverlet is embraced by the remaining fragrance. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
Buddha Barbarian
The colorful boat is filled with sadness, and for no apparent reason, it is sent by the wind of the woodcutter. The sunset is late, and I can't hold on to my soul.
Who will be with you in the night? I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get back to my dream, but I'm going to be able to get back to my dream.
Memories of Qin'e
The dawn is hazy, and the birds in front of the stream are in a hurry to cry. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
Today, last year, the East Gate East, fresh makeup reflecting the peach blossom red. The peach blossom red, blowing open and blowing down, a let the east wind.
Qing Ping Le
They are not tired of the wine, but they are holding their hands. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few days.
There is no reason why I should not tie up my boat, and how many sorrows I will carry. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Shi Zhou Yin
The thin rain is cold, and the slanting light is clear, the spring is empty.
The willow at the pavilion is only yellow, so who will be the first to break it?
Smoke across the water, reflecting a few points of return, flat sands, the Dragon Wasteland snow.
It's a good idea to remember the time when you came out of the country, and it's the right time of year.
It's a good thing that you're going to be able to get your hands on some of these things, because you're going to be able to get your hands on some of these things.
Looking back over the years, I don't know what I'm talking about.
To know the square inch, **** how many new sorrows?
Banana does not show lilac knot. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you've got on your computer, and you're going to have to do it.
Sixth order.
Dream clouds are scattered, and the curtains are rolled up in the painting hall.
Remaining smoldering candles and candles, the golden kettle on the seat is falling down.
The dust sends the whip curling, drunkenly pointing to the Chang'an Road.
The waves are flat and the sky is small, the orchid boat wants to go up, looking back to the sorrow full of grass.
It's not too early for me to return, I've wasted my wild years.
It's a pity that the wind and the moon are so mercurial, so we should laugh at each other when we go there.
The new sound of the heart remembering the misty, turn is the tone of love.
Next spring, the last few days, the willows of Wanxi, still green and good for whom?
Small plum blossoms
Thinking of the past, remembering the time, the beauty of the color of the flower hair.
Beauty's return, the sky is the limit, and Houyun's name is Houyun.
Here's the reason why I'm so happy to see you again, and why I'm so happy to see you again.
Dreaming, lying in the clouds of Wuxi, I felt a tear drop in the Xiangshui River.
It's a sad story, but I'm not sure if it's a good one.
They are the only ones who know what's going on in the world, and they don't know what's going on in the mountains.
There is no way to compare this with the other two, but I'm sure you'll be able to find it in the next few thousand miles.
The moon is shining brightly in the window, and the plum blossoms are suddenly blooming all night long, so it is doubtful that it is you.
Liuzhou Songtou
The young man was so chivalrous that he made friends with the heroes of the five capitals. I have a great sense of humor, and I have a great sense of humor.
Living and dying together, a promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
Pushing the courage of the war heroes, they are proud of themselves, and they have a light cover and a bridle to fight in the east of the city.
Booming to the wine shop, spring color floating cold urn. The first thing you need to do is to get the best of the best.
They are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all.
Like the yellow beam dream, resignation phoenix; bright moon ***, Yang (a Meng) lonely tent.
Officials are redundant, and they are in a state of urgency, and they are in a state of crisis.
The crossbill is like a cloud of people, *** roughly used, suddenly strange achievements.
Barbarian reed, fishing sun, think of sadness, do not ask for tassel, hit to take the proud seed of the sky.
The sword roars in the west wind. I hate to climb up the mountain to the water, hand send the seven-stringed tung, see the return of the Hong Kong people.
Thanks
Yanjin polymorphic, more often look back in favor.
It will be recognized that the heart of the piano, and write Yinan double belt.
Remember the painting of the hall slanting moon hazy, light knit smile delicate helpless.
The jade screen is open, the hibiscus tent is covered, and the fragrance of the Luo secretly unraveled.
Since the lights went out, I haven't seen a single one of them.
Several times with the two swallows, Dingning deep meaning, the exchange of hate heavy curtain condensation.
When is the date again? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.
These are the first time I've ever seen a movie in my life, and I've never seen one.
Land dahurica full of Fangzhou, swimming silk horizontal road. The stockings are dusty.
Welcome to look at, the whole maid knitted eyebrows, pulse two love difficult to speak. The wind is blowing the willow flakes, and it is difficult for people to cross the river.
Looking back at the old days, the mountains are not counted. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it. I'm not going to be able to do that.
Half yellow plums, a curtain of rain in the evening. I'm sorry, but I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this.
The Song of Water.
The southern country was originally a modest country, but six generations have been rich in luxury.
The city of Taicheng is a place where you can break the paper and give it to the palace children.
Yun Guan climbed to the clear summer, Biyue stayed even the long night, drunkenly sent years.
Looking back at the flying ducks, but envious of the frogs in the well.
Visit Wuyi, into the white society, not allowed to car.
The old Wang Xie, in front of the hall, two swallows over whose home?
Outside the building, the river is hanging across the bucket, and the tide on the river is flat and frosty, and the boom shadow is falling on the cold sand.
The girl who sings in the window of the merchant's house is still singing about the flowers in the back garden.
Small plum blossoms.
The road is hard to travel
The hand that binds the tiger, the mouth that hangs over the river, the car like a chicken and the horse like a dog.
White spandex scarf, fluttering yellow dust, I don't know if my generation is the people of Artemisia.
The oldest and most important of all, the oldest and most important of all, the oldest and most important of all, the oldest and most important of all, the oldest and most important of all.
This is the first time I've been to a place where I've seen a lot of people who are not in the same boat as me.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a big bucket of wine in his hand, and I'm sure he'll live to see it again.
Smiling and dancing, the lady in the shop spoke like a string.
The last voice can remember the song of the autumn wind, the matter is gone for thousands of years, but still hate to hasten.
They are the first to be able to take a look at the light of the day, and they are the first to be able to take a look at the light of the day!
Drunkenness
Sparse rain on the pond, the breeze on the sleeve. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it.
Where do the egrets fly, and when they move? I'm not sure if I'll be able to get drunk, but I'm sure I'll be able to play chess against my rivals.
The day is long and the sleep is good, and I write poems on the banana leaves when I sleep.
Evening clouds
Autumn has ended and the leaves of Jiangnan have not yet faded.
The green hills are hidden and the water is far away, and it is connected to Tinggao.
The night of the moon on the twenty-fourth bridge, the orchid radius is repaired.
Where is the Jade Man to teach him to blow?
Pingyang Xing
The cool leaf resigns the wind, the flowing cloud rolls the rain. The night is so lonesome that the bells and the drums are all over the place.
Who tunes the pipes to a new sound, someone is lying high in Pingyang Dock.
The grass is warm on Cangzhou Island, and the tide is flat on Beipu. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
This is the first time I've ever seen a parrot in my life.
Dongyang sighed
Linger on the wild music hate scenery short, nai sunset to send the evening.
Drunkenness has not yet become happiness, woke up sadness full of eyes.
Dongyang pin thin belt show, looking at the sun, old travel days far away.
Tears are spilled in the spring breeze, who is in charge of the spring breeze again.
Yu Feile
The sun is thinning and the clouds are melting, the city is full of Luo Qi Fangcong. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I saw it in the middle of the night.
Particularly healthy envy, purple butterflies and wasps. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
Wuling Yuan, where to turn back. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
Send two lines of tears, think of a few residual red.
People who cherish the flowers are old, year after year, still the east wind.
The Crane is in the sky
Winter drums, flowers outside the Shen residual leakage. The moon and the lamps are still clear.
The wide street clothes are fragrant, and the shadow of the flying cover is successive.
There are many places where you can look back, and when you go west, you'll be in tears.
It was a long time ago that I hated the fact that it was hard to get married, but I can't imagine that I've been wandering far away from you for a long time.
They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.
It's not like the willow at the pavilion. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
The Waves
A leaf suddenly startled the fall, the chapter will flow east. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to get through it.
The curtains of the small building on the continent are half rolled up, and the boat should be recognized.
Looking back at my friends and friends, I can't help but feel that I've left my heart in the right place. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at this.
Only the moon in front of you, you can see the moon, and you will be sad.
Thinking of the Vietnamese
When the east wind of the Purple Mansion is blowing in the night, the flora and fauna of the lotus will accompany the people to return.
The bells are ringing at five o'clock, and the moon is bright for ten miles.
The fragrance of the incense is very good, and the dream is still there. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at it.
Phoenix Que knows where to go, a goose flies in a river of stars.
Breaking up the Raccoon River Sand
The lotus root leaves are yellow in autumn on the lake, and the frost is thinning the poplars.
Continuing with the warmth of the slanting illumination of the sand at the mouth of the island, the sleeping mandarin ducks.
Where is the red and pink Lotus, the west wind does not manage the remaining fragrance.
Tonight, the moon is bright, and the water is broken.
Qing Ping Le
Lin Gaoye off, downstairs clear river wide.
The lute in the boat, the golden lute, the broken string, and then wipe.
The night tide is cold, and the starry appendages at the top of the city are dry.
It's a dream come true, but it's a dream come true, and it's a dream come true.
Night tour of the palace, the colorful clouds
Running water, pale mountains with silhouettes, looking for traces of dust, just like yesterday.
Just remember the yellow flowers, hand in hand. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at this.
Not complaining about the thinness of the orchid, poor Xu, colorful clouds drifting.
The book of the western flight of the purple swallow is a great help. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Candle shadow shaking red
Wave shadow turn curtain, tear marks condensation wax green mountain hall.
The old man is a man of thousands of miles, and he is a good man.
Disappointment is more long dream short, but coverlet, the remaining warmth.
The moon in the half-window, the light of people's intestines are broken, the crows do not care.
Small mountain
Flower courtyard deep suspicion of no way through, under the shadow of the blue window, jade hibiscus.
It was a time when I hated the five o'clock clock bell. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at the movie, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at the movie.
Chu Chu cold Shen trace, a small pair of golden stranded pillow, half bed empty.
Painted bridge in front of the water phoenix city east. The willow in front of the building, emaciated a few autumn winds.
Ling [high owe]-copper man holding a dew plate cited
Control of the Cangjiang River, rows of Green Roach, Yan Tai cool.
The colorful battles and the music are not in the center of the river.
The Rock Flower Deng Mantle is jealous of the new makeup of the thousands of beads and emeralds.
Dancing and singing quietly, I hate the flow of wind regardless of the remaining fragrance.
The dream of prosperity, the crystal of the Russians; the land of the beautiful, refers to the vastness of the world.
Sending a smile, what's with the rise and fall?
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen a woman in the world for more than a year.
Slowly tuning the piping, more than you have to do with the sun.
Wanxi Willow.
Dream clouds are scattered, and the curtains are rolled up in the painting hall.
The remaining smoke and embers of the candles are hidden, and the golden kettle is poured out.
The dust sends the whip curling, and the drunken fingers point to the Chang'an Road.
The waves are flat and the sky is small, the orchid boat wants to go up, looking back to the sorrow full of grass.
It's not too early for me to return, I've wasted my wild years.
It's a pity that the wind and the moon are so mercurial, so we should laugh at each other when we go there.
The new sound of the heart remembering the misty, turn is the tone of love.
Next spring, the last few days, the willows of Wanxi, still green and good for who?
Being accompanied by clouds.
Smoke in the mountains and forests, the mountain Shen Yuanzhao, meandering dusk bells and drums.
Candles reflecting the curtains, a cricket urging the loom, **** bitter autumn wind and dew.
Sleepless women, and a few anvils and pestles.
They are the ones who have been waiting for the end of the world, the ones who are tired of the world, the ones who have been waiting for the end of the world, the ones who are tired of the world.
Wandering on the north road of a team of 4, the passenger mast south of the river, I hate no one to talk to.
Lai Mingyue once knew the old place, good with the clouds, but also the dream to go.
These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world.
Wu Yinzi
Farewell to the first wine, startled to repeal the right ① Jia Pu.
①:↑fucking↓combined
When I look back, I don't see the high city, where are the green buildings?
Da ① Ke E, Yue merchants Ba Jia,
Wan hate the dragon bell, under the tent to talk.
1: The boat is flat
The road to the journey, the mountain is missing, the lonely smoke rises, always heard the drums.
The dolphins are blowing in the waves, and the wind is blowing in the evening, and the rain is falling in the night.
Holding the nose and chanting, broken heart new sentence, powder blue Luo paper, sealing tears sent with.