The cold wind sent out the city.

Dawn frost condenses, and the painting wheel is light.

There is a crow in the wall, but few people walk outside.

I can't stay, I love you at this time.

The Red Bridge alone has several spring stars.

Yuehua health, water balance.

The mirror, Rong Rong, should shine on your face.

A pair of golden geese are coming! The empty eyes are broken, and the mountains are green.

Dong (1782— 183 1) is a poet and a member of Changzhou Ci School. Jin Qing, damage just two words. Wujin (now Changzhou) people. Father Dong Yi is from Zhang Zidong.

Deputy tribute in the 18th year of Jiaqing (18 13). At the age of sixteen, he learned swimming from my uncle Zhang Huiyan and accepted his guidance. He is proficient in ancient Chinese prose, ci fu and poetry. In his prime, he was forced by his livelihood, and he often took a tour to preserve his health. He visited Zhang Dunren, Ruan Yuan and other places. He also gave lectures at Zilang Academy in Nantong, Guangling Academy in Yangzhou and Taizhou Academy. He was the editor-in-chief of Xu Shui Jin Jian. He is the author of 22 volumes: Dunjiatong Change Record, Authentic Shape and Qi, and Wu Qi Essays.

Dong's main works are as follows:

There are twenty-three volumes in Wu Qi Lun Zhai Ji, among which two volumes of Gu Fu are unique. The words of Yin-Yang and Five Elements in my heart can be traced back to the Book of Changes, which has become a two-volume Record of Reasons for Escape from Jia. Up to now, there are still manuscripts such as Dunjiatong Bianlu and Authentic Shape and Qi in the house.

Selected Poems, recorded from Miao Wen's "Jiangyin Wuqilun Zhai Ci".

Magnolia is slowly playing a role in Wulin.

Look at a ray of sunset, just delivered, the sail is back. The shore is around the lonely city, the waves are wild, and the moon is dark and idle. Who vaguely remembers each other? But the bright soul flies like a dream. Win a pair of tears, teach all.

Who will send acacia for a few days in Jiangnan? Every night, the frost blooms, and the empty forest blooms everywhere. I only know that. It is arranged in autumn, so wheatgrass always leaves. Only when you are drunk can you let him move gently.

Osmanthus fragrans in Shu cinema is in full bloom, which is endowed with this feeling because of the memory of Jiang Anfu's trip to Wu Shan.

Xianglin reflects the moon, several trees and golden millet overlap. I saw that the pavilion was high, leaning against the clear sky and vaguely leaving here. The west wind stayed at the window all night, suddenly changed, and the frost hit the leaves. Right? Blow to the empty mountain, has missed the return date.

You can smile year after year, how many strands of hair can you change? Worry for a long time. If you are a gardener, you can explain the feeling of autumn and dye thousands of crimson snow. In the Ming dynasty, I tried to use hairpin flowers, for fear that there would be flowers in the mirror and stars all over the sky. Don't wait, enjoy the dusk and ruin the jade face.