1. Looking back at the flowers lazily, you are willing to be a solitary silkworm in this life only because you dream that you will have gorgeous wings when you come out, and you will love me forever. In a white dream, you expect a sincere commitment-blank-beautiful texture. Is it the wandering mood in the dark or the rolling clouds in the sky? Why can't your hungry eyes see? Is plain love right or wrong? I don't know the ripples in my heart. If this fragile heart doesn't love, how can I appease it? If love becomes a burden, then even the most beautiful things will only cause heavy rain-autumn colors-and what can be more terrible than off-axis beauty? You pursue all the way, with shy and moving notes, gently drifting to this sunny moon. White youth is enough for the sleepless nightingale to gather her voice for you to listen. The footsteps of joy and pride are enough to make the stars quiet and secluded. The colorful rainbows in one season are carefully decorated for you, and the crystal rain and dew in the morning are carefully decorated for you, making you refined and the best in the world. If you come lightly, please ring the bell, so that all pious eyes can be awakened by you in a sleeping dream-snowman. On snowy days, I am still detached and full of infinite warm secrets. I hope to be the flower you care about day and night, the green leaves fluttering in the wind for you in life, dreaming of the warm and fragrant wind in May, and being a charming and brilliant bride for you in June. Tonight, I feel dizzy, eager to melt into your arms, and let my cold lips melt into your fiery heart-oh, hands-when spring comes, everything. When a woman who loves spring is still dormant in loneliness, then the day without love is a stagnant pool. If spring has nothing to do with her heart, stopping water has nothing to do with loneliness. Women who love spring have to spend all their time taking care of it. A pair of soft boneless hands can only make emptiness become a chapter, loneliness become a rhyme, and distraction become a picturesque ink painting. However, she needs to look after it. Slim jade fingers? Tender heart and tenderness have been waiting for you here for a long time, just waiting for you to come-Qin Xin-Whenever the night elves come back in high spirits, the wanton jumping notes fly on the strings, the beans burst and the butterflies fly away. The mountains and rivers in the heart float leisurely between the lotus fingers, but are the elegance of flying flowers and the depth of falling birds unrestrained? Oh, who will turn you into a osmanthus tree under the moon? You can't escape the yearning every night-kiss me-my love. If you insist on kissing my love, I want to invite you to drink my scenic face. Clouds and waterfalls float and red clouds are in full bloom. Please lift the moon in the water and drink my fascinated eyes. If it's not enough, please kiss the fragrant petals gently and sweetly, as long as you don't let "madness" dispel your dreams.

2. Poetry couplets containing the word "idiot": yellowbird idiot Author: Wang Wei [rambling] yellowbird idiot.

Yellowbird fever. Yan Qing [Yan] is my son, a bird, not a bow.

Take a bite of food and carry a sweater.

At the big sound. Fly east, west, north and south.

On the empty nest at dusk. The captured female returns alone.

So are the nine chickens of Phoenix. Don't worry about thinking gaunt and hurting your face.

Rui Long Yin Author: Zhangtai Road, Zhou Bangyan. Look at the withered plum buds and try peach trees.

Fang Cheng is a stranger to others, building a nest for swallows and returning to his old place. Keep silent.

I caught a glimpse of the portal because I was stupid. The invasion of the morning is shallow and the palace is yellow, and the wind reflects the sleeves, laughing and laughing.

Liu Lang came back to visit his neighbors, singing and dancing. Only my hometown Qiu Niang has the same price.

Yin wrote a pen and remembered a sentence from Yantai. Know the people you are with, drink in the famous garden and take a walk in Dongcheng.

Things are going well in Gu Hong. Tanchun is covered in injuries.

The gold content of official willow is low. Riding late, the slender pond is raining.

Heartbroken hospital, a curtain of wind. Niannujiao withered cold and born late, like Zhang Xu's youth.

If you don't meet the river, you will be full of dental caries. Cities are not cities. If you go next year and see 80 thousand, you will be half stupid and even more stupid.

Looking back on sex for half a life, it's embarrassing to be an official. Fortunately, it's been 99 days and it's back in front of the public.

If you mean playing the text. More books to visit the town, my calendar is out of paper.

I have been an official for many years, and most of them have benefited from it. Couplet: 1. The first couplet: Jiashan is beautiful in water, beautiful in wind, beautiful in the moon, and the next couplet is beautiful in the Millennium: crazy voices, crazy dreams, and infatuation for generations. 2. There are books in Shushan, and books in Shushan are stupid and diligent.

3. What is the whole poem that the world in Tang Yin laughs at me for being too crazy? Song of the Peach Blossom Temple by Tang Yin, the first romantic talent in Jiangnan.

Taohuawu Taohuaan,

Peach Fairy under Taohua Temple.

Peach fairies compete for peach trees,

Pick peach blossoms to drink.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers.

Come to bed when you are drunk.

Half drunk and half awake, day after day,

Flowers bloom every year.

I hope the old dead flower wine room,

Don't want to bow in front of the horse.

This is the problem of car dust and horseshoes.

The fate of the hermit with wine lamp and flower branches.

If you compare a saint to a hermit,

One is on the ground and the other is in the sky.

If we compare Hua San to chariots and horses,

I can't be idle no matter how busy I am.

People laugh at me for being crazy,

I laugh at people who can't see through it.

I didn't see one of the five graves,

No flowers, no wine, no hoe.

Amin painter Tang Bohu (1470~ 1528), a native of Wuxian, Jiangsu Province, was born in Bohu. His own name is Liu, such as a layman, owner of the Peach Blossom Temple, and a monk.

When I was young, I studied painting in Zhou Chen. Later, I made friends with Shen Zhou, Wen Zhiming and Zhu Yunming (Shan Zhi) and studied literature and art. At the age of 29, I won the first place in the provincial examination and was dismissed because of cheating in the exam.

After visiting famous mountains and rivers, I devoted myself to painting and made a living by selling it. Life is unruly, engraved with the seal of "the first romantic talent in Jiangnan". He is good at painting landscapes and figures, flowers and birds. Beautiful pen and ink, clear and vivid scenery, fine brushwork and freehand brushwork. It is also called "Ming Sijia" with Shen Zhou, Wen Zhiming and Chou Ying.

Tang is good at calligraphy and poetry. Wen takes the Six Dynasties as the Sect; Poetry is beautiful at the beginning, learning from Liu Yuxi and Bai Juyi in middle age, and being informal in his later years. He is the author of "Painting Spectrum" and "Complete Works of Six Foot Spectrum".

4. What are the poems about the wind blowing off three autumn leaves and blooming in February? -Li Qiao "Wind"

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -south of the stone quatrains

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. -Bai Juyi "Farewell to ancient grass with the wind, poetry is crazy and laughing, crazy and hard to chase. Stupid and easy to move. Why does the world look back and smile silently? 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were broken, (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. The wind is full, and the general hunts Weicheng. (Wang Wei: Hunting) 3. The forest was black and the wind hit the grass, but the general tried to shoot an arrow at night. (Lu Lun: "The Next Song") 4. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. The wind is full, and the general hunts Weicheng. (Wang Wei: Hunting) 3. The forest was black and the wind hit the grass, but the general tried to shoot an arrow at night. (Lu Lun: "The Next Song") 4. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 6. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

5. What poems describe the wind?

Laugh wildly

Crazy as crazy, hard to find.

Stupid and easy to move

Why do things need to exist?

Looking back silently in the wind of laughter

1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

2. The wind blows the general to hunt Weicheng. (Wang Wei: Hunting)

The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")

Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")

5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")

6. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

7. Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")

8. I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. (Su Shi: "When will there be a bright moon in the water regulation?" )

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, and the east wind has started and a hundred flowers have blossomed. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")

10. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)

1, Yunfei is windy. -Han Liubang's "Big Wind Song"

2, where to wake up tonight, Yang Liuan Xiaofeng waning moon. -Song Liu Yong's "Yu Linling"

3, stained with clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing the face without cold wind. -Song Zhinan's "Jueju"

4. Apes whimper in the high wind-Tang Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain

5, the wind blows, cattle and sheep are low-the northern folk song "Chile Song"

6. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. -Wang Tangzhihuan's Liangzhou Ci

7, the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever. -"Historical Records, Biography of Assassins"

8. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Don Cen Can

9. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi

10, last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. -"The Recent Flowers" by Song Yan Shu

1 1, the ancient road is sparse, the sun sets, and heartbroken people are in the end of the world. -Ma Song Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"

12, the wind wrinkled a pool of spring water. -Feng Yansi's "Golden Gate"

13, east wind evil, with a thin sense of joy, with sadness left for several years. -Song Luyou's "Hairpin Phoenix"

14, people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Hu's "The Title of Chengnan Village"

15, it was long before I met her, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. -Tang Li Shangyin "Untitled"

16, the children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Qing Gao Ding's "Village Residence"

17 but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. -Tang Menghao's "Spring Dawn"

18. Last night, the autumn wind entered Hanguan, and the moon was full of Xishan. -Tang, "Early Autumn of Juncheng"

19, bow back, bright sword and frost, autumn wind out of Xianyang. -Tang Linghu Chu's Youth Travel

20, but the rest of the characters are hard to find and walk far in the snow. -Modern Liang Qichao's Rain in the Pacific Ocean

2 1, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, it's daytime, and the north wind is blowing snow. -Don't Be Big

22, Jinting Yang Liubi, people standing in Dongfeng wine half drunk. -Ming Lu Juan, "Writing Poems for Father"

23, Jincheng silk tube day after day, half into the river and half into the clouds. -Tang Du Fu's "Giving Flowers"

24, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day. -Tang Meng Jiao's "After the Examination"

25, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

26, thin clouds are sharp, flying stars spread hate, and silver is dark. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.

Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.

27. The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man does not return.