Drunk playing jade pot, hate writing green piano. Who asks about the past, it is difficult to cut into thinking. Peach blossoms and plum blossoms are fragrant in front of the Green Field Hall, and the Yanlou sings, bearing the early return. Only in the old society, people came from afar.

The yard is empty, and the night is eternal, wandering alone. Accompanied by bitterness, it is a handsome plum with a long head. Heartbroken Yun Fan went west to see the smoke and waves flowing east, and the company commander Huai was thousands of miles away. It is better to shed tears for me than to stand on the throne of Chu.

Water tune song head (when living in Putian)

Under the pavilion, chrysanthemum yellow. Eyes full of autumn, the season is near Chongyang. Remember Pengmen last year, riding Wonton Ye Ping and feasting on the ancient stadium. Cling to the past and discuss the abolition, see the sword lead the cup.

Feeling fleeting, thinking about the past, heavy and desolate. At that time, the living room was handsome, and the strong half was dead. I cherish the boldness of my life, laugh at my frosty temples, and roam the cloud water town. I have great achievements and ambitions, which means paying off my debts.

Prelude to water melody

Meeting is not hasty, leaving is too hasty. Tears filled my eyes, and my eyes were afraid of the sour wind. It is difficult to leave a lonely sail in the sky, the fragrance outside the willow is broken, and the sex is east and west. Looking back, the city is in the distance and the building is in the smoke.

Dark ecstasy, thinking about the past, becomes empty. The eastern suburbs win the reward and return to the horse to ride the red. A bottle of mellow wine under the moon with a few cantata will be different. If you want to ask Peach Blossom Face, who should you smile for?

There is a sweet smell around us.

Smoke locks the long dike, clouds cross the island, and the broken bridge is dissolved. Staring at the aperture, I looked at Zheng Hong from a distance. The old things by the peach leaf stream, such as a spring dream, disappeared without a trace. Unforgettable place, under the Wei purple flowers, a statue of the same night.

Dongcheng, join hands, seek fragrance and choose victory, and enjoy all the treasures. Read the purple flute, the swallow tower is empty. Fortunately, Lu Lang is not old, and the ceremony is here and the ceremony is there. Hate, chat with red leaves, tears send the west wind.

There is a sweet smell around us.

The wind blows sand, clouds cover Ye Ping, and snow flies in the evening. Joan Rui sat on the windowsill, covered in cold branches. Decorate the blue room, cover it with gold, and hang the curtains low. By the red stove, the day is just right.

Bluer, half drunk, fragrant and warm, Baoji flowing water. Why do you need a high meeting, Liangyuan Yaochi. It's like laughing at Dai's visit. He is happy and tired. He is cold and empty. Still don't envy, fishermen on the river, wearing a loss.

There is a sweet smell around us.

By Nautilus Island, at the foot of Furong City, the scenery is beautiful. The boat paddled and interviewed Yun Ying. I was shocked by Gan Lan's good dream and greeted him with a smile. The night is always bright, and the south window is full of moonlight, still shining gracefully.

Don't come, I am so disgusted that I want to talk with a cup, as if I had been electrocuted. It's miserable to miss each other for a moment. Still walking in a hurry, holding hands and whispering. The ceremony is here, Baochai bears a mirror, and eventually she will not be killed.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Qin Donghua is a fan, while Wu is broken. He has been to the Blue Bridge at night. Deep in the bridal chamber, it is difficult to see the clouds become warped. Faithful residual lights outside the tent, outside the screen window, the scattered rain rustled. Double-hearted person, heavy pillow, jade trapped and charming.

Ordinary, forever sad night, tonight is even more leaking, pointing to the law. When it comes to affection and grievances, tears are fragrant. Remember the promise made by Yu, Danshan would rather not choose the nest. Lu 'an, the road is steady, and the moon plays the flute.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Jade Ding Xiang, red furnace stack, rain outside the window. The old friend has passed away, and the love story is good night. The wine is pale and reddish, and the face is soaked in waves, and the spring is full. Yun Zheyue secluded, Yuanyang warm, pillow listening to the cold wave.

I don't hate it now. It's always boring when it comes to the moon. Miss the sad Nanmo, Zhihe Bridge. Like a dream of spring, it is difficult to leave the soul. The ceremony is here, and when you go for an outing, listen to the bottom of the flower.

Su wuman

Wild geese fall flat sand, smoke cages are cold, and Gu Lei breaks. The green hills are faint, the leaves are rustling, and the crows in the sky are chaotic. Upstairs at dusk, the sails are thousands of miles away, and the years will be late. Looking at the blue sky and dusk, where is beauty, the dream is far away.

Recalling the past, knowing Zhu Fei, knowing the small garden, knowing the fragrant path, I still miss the peach blossom face. The book is full of brocade and gold medals, so it is difficult to write grievances. There is sorrow in both places, a statue of fragrant wine, and a dangerous column. Stay as late as possible and dry your tears by the west wind.

Snow covered the mountains.

The golden pot is frozen, the curtain is cold, and the night frost invades the door. Cui Yun knocks on bamboo, sparse plum blossoms as a shadow, and a few geese cross the south cloud. Wine wakes up the pillow, and there are still tears in the makeup. Embroidered quilt, lingering fragrance, still smoked at that time.

I remember for a long time, I found the Old Testament on a boat, listening to the sound of wind and rain in the small window, and the lights were dim. After the splendid exhibition, Joan signed the newspaper, and Baochai was lighter. Holding hands, leaning on the bamboo mat, I frowned with sorrow. The dream is far away, and the mountains are far away.

Snow covered the mountains.

A peerless beauty, living in an empty valley, a beautiful window. The boat paddled and saw the old testament again, when it was a bridal chamber. The red candle at midnight is dark and muddy like a dream. Spinning dried mandarin duck brocade, the dust gives birth to embroidered curtains, and the fragrance reduces the golden clothes.

Believe in an alliance, just like the Japanese. -You promised that in this life and the afterlife, two feelings would come here to ridicule. Colorful bear must be a friend of Phoenix. When will Danshan come back? If you don't pay, you will hate it.

Shuilongyin (heavier than the old Shuiyue)

Painting a bridge and flowing water Taoxi Road is especially good in a pot. South Building jathyapple, East Window Rain, Jin Ping Mei drunk. People are quietly in the cloister, hand in hand, in Yuzhi Lane. The sound of the purple flute is broken, the dream of dancing in the sun, where people are, and the flowers fail.

A lonely and dangerous fence. Looking at the celestial world, there are endless water clouds. Yun Fang Garden, once again empty lock, covered with moss. Things are different, the water remains the same, and color is a double play. I miss the romantic days at that time, but now I hug with tears.

Moshanxi (Dengliyang Building)

Lonely city at dusk, the setting sun is quiet. Drunk sleeves brush dangerous fences, and worry about the lonely clouds in the end. Looking at Wu Jin, you can see the mountains outside, the mountains are faint, the water is far away, and the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is everywhere.

Yi Yi, the past hurts the province. The fragrance of Luo Mei still exists, and the temples are dotted with stars, which can be clearly distinguished in the mirror. Fortunately, Qiong Ying actually missed Yao, shed tears, went downstairs and looked back.

Moshanxi

Shu Mei Betty has reported this letter to Dong Jun. Leng Yan is fragrant, like everyone's rhyme. I came here specially in the evening to drink wine to comfort the fragrance, hold hands, pick fiber branches and insert black clouds.

When you get old, everything disappears. Li Rong and other floating clouds are in vain. It's good that there are people who are pleasing to the eye, singing and getting drunk.

Moshanxi

It's cloudy today, and Yukime is waiting. Jade chariot wants to return to the funeral, covering thousands of officials. Nan Zhou lingered, dreaming, worrying and reviewing.

Huatang recommends longevity. Jade bamboo shoots hold pepper wine. A spring warbler wishes me a better time. Fame and fortune, old age has been discouraged, only wish, praise people, the years are still long.

Moshanxi

Golden wind and jade dew, clear autumn season. Send out a leisurely pavilion, facing Yingying, with stars all over the day. Sad songs are generous, and when they are far hurt, their hearts are bitter. They send stars and scratch their heads in the air.

Is to love beans. Is it the cow queen? When the future, only, low eyebrows and hands. Men are willing to take a rest before they die, do nothing, worry a lot, and always pay for a glass of wine.

Niannujiao

How heartbroken Kong Ling Guan Bao was when he first appeared on the scene. Miaomiao smoke Wu Huiyuan, as far as you can see, Jianghuai boundless. The Yangtze River outside the sill, tea in the building, and Qiu Guang. With a horizontal blow, the half-beach gull heron started up.

Because I miss the house, I am a sweet lady, I have a beautiful appearance, and I have a fairy. A water topic was made red, and the secret message was passed. The treasure, ink and silver hook had been sent. Tears powder incense pin, a piece of blue clouds, pulse thousands of miles. A crescent moon, heartbroken and lonely.

Niannujiao

It's too late in China, and it's hard to predict whether it's good or not. Talking about the past in cups and plates, cutting cold candles in the west window. Green sleeves are fragrant, two moths are bitter, and new songs are low. Ruthless wind and rain, heartbroken more leakage advice.

It's hard to stay in a hurry, but I can't stay. I can't stand lonely nights. Looking back, I feel that my clothes are full of fragrance. The sea is about mountain alliance, full of love and rain. I might as well not see you and worry about you.

Niannujiao

Painting hall banquet, hope heavy curtain does not roll, light dumb Zhu Hu. Quietly walked back to the corridor, shocked to hear that crickets walked slowly. The wine melts in spring, fragrant and dark, holding the gold thread by hand. Asked in a low voice with a smile. Did you sleep well?

Because I miss you for many years, I sometimes meet you in my soul dream. God has mercy on people, don't believe that mountains are far away. The dawn is hazy and tender, and the words are followed by reminders. If you don't teach heartbroken, Chu and Taiwan have sex day and night.

Niannujiao

At that time, I was uninhibited and my friends were all friends. Escape gas lingyun, beauty, enjoy spring flowers and autumn moon alone. Ye Ye advocates, seeking fragrance and choosing victory, but it is a kind of climbing. Yesterday I swam like a dream and sighed in front of the mirror.

Meet by chance, ten years later, we will talk about it with forbearance. It's too late for the lush green to turn into gloomy spring. Who can untie the lilacs? Bowser plays with sadness, and the jade pot knocks with resentment, which is shocking and sad. The wine column is quiet, which is the season of your heartbreak.

Niannujiao

Light thunder and showers wash the thick green rocks, mountains and forests. The clothes are cold, and fireflies fly out from time to time. Clouds and waves are scaly, Lanzhou is vast, and * * * carries a full moon. On the day of the five lakes, this section is not unique.

On the way home, jade was stunned and finally called clear as water and melodious. Yu Yu Qiong Lin gazes at the place, according to the appointment of Guanghan Palace. Old love clock, this heart is still there, not willing to be happy. Qing Huan has a role to play, and we will talk about it when it is different.

Slow flowers in the rain

I feel old when I look sad and happy, and everything has been sloppy for many years. Sighing that my body and mind are heavy, I am endowed with strong feelings. The situation is that the distance will be less and unforgettable. No brocade, double scales, new geese are brave.

Lonely pillow at night, people are far away, unless they meet in a dream. When we met, we were in a hurry. Looking back at the Green Window Pearl Lake, I cherish the bright moon and cool breeze. Heartbroken love affair, closing the river, this resentment is endless.

Xi Qian Ying

Green moths are auspicious. It's cold and cold, and it's thousands of miles away from here. Cut water and fly flowers, and gradually Yao Ying, with a dense green sound. The pavilion is deep, the gold shop is half covered, and the heavy curtain hangs down. Outside the window. To thin the plum, the jade muscle is fragrant and greasy.

Dear friends, at this moment. Wake up and look in the shadows, and you will never miss your sleep. If you are strong, you will be respectful, but if you add more, you will be expensive. Who will feel sad? Fortunately, there are flattering people and the door is closed. Tonight. Enduring teaching is a lonely burden and fragrant.

Yi (South Xu Liancang looks at the moon)

Light rain, Chu Qing. Wash Yao Wan Li empty, and hang an ice wheel on the moon. Guanghan Palace is near, looking at Su E's ethereal grace. The golden plate is cold, and the Yushu wind is light. Times feel Qiu Si Qing. Last year, I played the flute with Peng Ying.

Naiye, stay in Jiangcheng. Flowers are blooming and green wine is like a bottle. There will always be hatred in the chest, hating the clear shadow in the window, and taking a graceful picture in vain. Blue Bridge □ Space, Chuting deep clouds. I intend to realize my dream. I will be strong, but I am helpless and lonely.

Ugly slaves are slow.

Beautiful eyes, especially naive and chic. There are clouds on the temples, and the jade face is light. Drunk, who can win the bid? At that time, hand in hand, the flower cage was light and the door was deep.

Dreaming about martial arts is a thing of the past, and it's not worth talking about. Win, tears, sideburns cream. It hurts to think about it, and there is no end to smoke and water. Qinyuan's eyes are broken, the blue clouds are closed, and it is difficult to recognize the fairy family.

Man Jiang Hong

People lean on the gold shop, and the greenery is about to drip. If you speak elsewhere, you will not be able to stay, and your words will be swallowed. Ten pictures show Yun Fan full of wind and one picture shows Sichuan full of smoke. But looking back at Gao Cheng, I can clear my blood.

And Lanzhou, stop drawing. Once drunk, Jin Tingyue. Ecstasy, the full moon is missing tonight. Chu returned to the air and looked down, and made a light farewell to Han. The most bitter thing is that I am full of worries and no one says anything.

Sanskrit (Visit the Xueyuan Pavilion in Xiantan again)

Su Qiuwan, 10 years old, Huafu Furong. Mix von. I remember picking Cui at that time and holding hands around the fragrant bush. The moon is empty for those who play the flute.

There are thousands of waters in Qian Shan. Look at blue eyes and miss eyebrows. Jade is beautiful and elegant, and no one is suitable for it. Desolate embrace, at this moment, I am the only one accompanying you. Tears, looking at Zheng Hong.

Jade case (echoing He Fang)

Staggering weak willow long embankment road. Liu Wei is going to sail. White teeth, bright eyes, charming posture. Looking back on a dream, I was heartbroken for thousands of miles and didn't meet each other.

When I came, it was almost dusk in spring. I hate that sentence in the spare brocade. How deep is the heavy door in the yard? Peach blossoms are still coming out of the wall and facing the water, falling like red rain.

Qingyu case

Luan Huang was originally a friend of Ming. I have no plan. I will be together for a long time. Sex and rain broke up in a hurry. The owner of the color boat sailed, screaming and rolling, and his eyes were broken.

A tear, faint and thorough. The residual powder is still fragrant. Looking back at the south building alone. When the moon comes at night, how do you know that few people will hold hands tonight?

Huanxisha (Pedestrian May West Lake)

Double perevin blowjob. Blue tulle shirt, light. Ice is elegant and cool.

Throw the jade hairpin to scare the jade, and slowly move the orchid to take advantage of Yuanyang. The wind on the temples is chaotic, and Lv Yun is long.

Huanxisha

Jade toe bow. Bo Qiu cut Bibby's eyes open. A smile is infinite.

At night, hold the stove and smoke lotus, and the moon flies to pick hibiscus. Don't come for fun.

Huanxisha (two poems by Xiantan)

The flat tail wind is light and the night is cool. The flying bridge painting pavilion crosses the square pool. The moon moves, and the flowers shadow the cloister.

The pillow is messy with clouds and temples, and the red cotton powder is fragrant. Get up and watch Yuanyang.

Huanxisha

Save money outside the window. The painted bridge is green and deep. Cross ginseng in the dark night.

Wine makes the blush disappear, and clouds make the little rhinoceros lighter. It's hard to find traces of dreams.

Huanxisha (Yuehuage, Kunshan)

The cold seagulls on the beach flapped their wings and flew. Tides falling into the water. Return at the tide.

Looking at the blue clouds without brocade, there are new poems in red leaves. The light rain leans against the fence at dusk.

Huanxisha

The desert sky is not green. The embankment under Liu Yin. There are milk crows in the bamboo forest.

Clouds converge on the banks of Pingshan Mountain and turn to Linxi on a moonlit night. Xiang Li vegetable garden habitat.

Huanxisha

Purple swallows fly by water. Even Yu has not turned into mud. Wild roses are in full bloom by the fence.

If you walk less and walk more, there will always be hatred, but when you come temporarily, it is both beneficial and sad. Later, when picking lotus.

Huanxisha

Narrow cream gauze firmly pressed on the body. Strong music and wine make the soul miserable. Meet each other late.

Rain breaks clouds thousands of miles apart, and Qiongzhi is new at four o'clock in the month. Leave the spring in the mirror to you.

Huanxisha

I've seen it before. Traveling like a dream is fascinating. Jade capacity according to the old spirit.

A thousand miles to change people, a new cup. Youth has not reduced the spring in the cave.

Huanxisha (a forest dedicated to Bo Gong by two pieces of osmanthus)

Rhinoceros is like wood and feels like moonlight. Cungen was transplanted from the fairy family. Chunlan Qiuju waves boast.

Jade dew is on the first day of autumn, and its fragrance goes straight into the small window screen. At this time, Yue Feng lost him.

Huanxisha

Leaf cut glass core gold. Scent doesn't count. The only general is Gao.

After a thousand miles of new dreams, one day the wind exposed the yard. Master has gone back to his hometown. //When Bo Gong was guarding Pingjiang House, there was also a osmanthus flower in the department, which came back to life when it opened, so I had rhyme at the end. In a few months, I will ask for it and return to the forest.