1, "Visit Jinghu Lake with Cui 21, send packages, and congratulate Ergong"
Meng Haoran [Tang]
Try to see what's in Jinghu Lake and flow to the end.
I don't know the taste of perch, but I know the love of seagulls and birds.
Sails are sent by firewood, and it's sunny in Grain Rain in spring.
I will explore the Yu Xia Point and walk across the city gently with my back.
There are steamed buns at home, and the article promotes congratulations.
Canglang sang when he was drunk, so he made a chorus.
2. Peony
Tang Dynasty
Peony is the favorite of spring, and I never envy peony.
Wheat autumn can last for several days, but Grain Rain is only slightly cold.
Jealousy is frequent, and my makeup is exposed.
Hibiscus Huan gauze companion, long hate the waves.
3. Bai Mudan
Tang Dynasty
Grain Rain washing fiber element, cut to Bai Mudan.
Extraordinary fragrance opens jade, light powder mud silver plate.
The morning dew is wet and jathyapple is cold.
The family has nothing to say but lean on Zhu Lan.
On March 5, 4, I accompanied the doctor to the East Lake in Pan-Changsha.
Zhang [Tang]
There are still scenery in the world, and Chen Fangju is far away.
The floats are swaying and the embroidered hubs are graceful.
The trees are lush, and the songs turn into ghosts.
The lake is fascinated with jade, and the grass is drunk with dragonflies.
Birds make tung flowers, fish turn Grain Rain flat.
From then on, who will come to see Lanting's paintings?
5. "Send Ambassador Nambiat to Chunzhong Road"
Zhou Pu [Tang]
Travelers travel in warm spring.
Breeding frogs and returning grass.
The mere absence of Grain Rain has not changed the warm weather.
With Yu gone, they should both pity and hate.
6, "Title Wu Bin House Wall"
Liao Rong [Tang]
The round pond is green, and the fish jump and grow into purple.
The road is poor and weak, and the old village is returned to the field.
The calf is far away from the original grassland, and the frog is singing by the fence.
Dial the coffee table and go to Sichuan. The first sunny day in Grain Rain.
7. "Tea is sent to the monk spirit."
Song Lin Hejing
Bai Yunfeng took two new shots, tired of green, fresh, fresh, rainy and spring.
Quietly trying is like snow on the lake, tasting and remembering people.
A master of infusion bag or bottle gold powder should have it, and I cherish it myself.
After scratching my head, I want to persuade Songse to play three rounds.
8. Fairy
Su Songshi
I haven't glanced at the flowers yet. It is not easy for people and chemical industry. Thousands of turns, bees are ladies-in-waiting.
Songbird is the ambassador. Grain Rain, clear. White-haired Lv Lang is not in love. Harvest the jade core overnight.
Before respect, my heart ached and people shed tears. Flowers are unintentional. Tomorrow, wine will wake up everywhere.
9. Recent flowers
Chengda Fan
In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze.
The original painting is Yu Yi Wan Bai Zhuan. Hengtang Tower is near and far. It is cold in Jiangguo, and farming is late.
Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. Xiumailiangang mulberry leaves are cheap. Looking at the new cocoon.
10, tea-picking songs
Qingganlong
I didn't like picking tea the day before yesterday, so I gave it to the official manager. I like picking tea today. Wu Min lives a hard and natural life.
Yun Qi occupies a place near Lushan Road, not a place where officials are ready to clear the field; There's nothing to avoid when picking tea. Men and women are really hard.
The tender pods and new buds are carefully selected, and Grain Rain is busy; Before the rain, it was expensive, but after the rain, it was difficult for people to see Chen Ming.
The origin is expensive and sincere, but it is not expensive, so it is good for all ages to go; We don't have enough clothes and food, and the Longzu Egg Cake is really tasteless.
1 1, seven-character poem
Zheng Qing Banqiao
There is no wind, when it doesn't rain, the sun is shining, and bamboo is elegant and beautiful.
Favorite guests who are cool at night, a pot of new tea soaked in pineapple.
A few new bamboo trees and a few looming mountains.
It's just Tomb-Sweeping Day, even in Grain Rain, sitting there with a cup of fragrant teas.
12, nineteen Yang Xian's miscellaneous poems, Ming Po
Lu xisheng
February in Grain Rain, Shan Ye, Banpo fragrance.
In spring, I sober up to quench my thirst, so I cherish frying new shoots.
13, Laoputang (poem by Cao Ye)
Snow energy
Shao Ping's melon fields meet my hut, and Grain Rain occasionally hoes when he is dry.
Yesterday, the spring breeze didn't bully me, so I blew my bed and read a book.