The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.

Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

Li Yu's Recent Love

Walking leisurely in the pavilion at night, I feel clear and clear, and gradually hurt the spring dusk. Counting the rain and the wind, the hazy and pale moon clouds come and go.

Peach blossom and apricot trees vaguely cross in spring, who is on the swing, whispering in laughter. There is a lot of love, there is no arrangement in the world.

A Piece of Plum by Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Ouyang Xiu's Jade House in Spring

I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.

Su Shi's Butterfly Love Flowers

Flowers fade, red apricots are small, swallows come and people walk around in the green water. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Swing in the outer wall of the road, laity in the wall, beautiful woman laughing in the wall. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

The Dead Hua Lian by Li Qingzhao

Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain smells lonely.

Farewell to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and shallow. It's better to read books in yan zhen than Penglai in the east.

Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Xiao Zhongshan of Yue Fei

I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.

Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string.

Xin Qiji's Nanxiangzi

Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.

Yan's Lin Jiang Xian Zi

After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

About the author: Yan Congrong, female, was born in a family of calligraphy and painting. She was influenced by the art of "Yan School Landscape" since childhood, and studied under famous painters such as Yu Diangang and Zhai Jia. Calligraphy is taught by Fan Guoqiang, Vice Chairman of Shandong Calligraphy Association. I like classical poetry and literature, and I am a tenth student of the Poetry College of Longfeng Cultural Center. Graduated from China Ocean University, now he is a researcher of China Contemporary Painting and Calligraphy Art Research Association, and his art is from Art editor. Poetry and painting works are published in Qingdao Evening News, Shandong Poetry Magazine, Hubei Poetry Magazine, Anhui Poetry Magazine, and many paper magazines and online platforms.