Qin Long's prison is sad and empty, and Manqian's humor takes its place.
Liu, Two Harmonies.
The beauty of the face is very beautiful, and the ring touched her new acquaintance.
Yuan Zhen's Ten Songs of Chu
Because of Deng Man's fear of surplus, he went on hunting for Fan Ji.
What do you know after the exam? Luo Yin
Xu Taoman Qian urged the party to get acquainted, and Hongya sent oranges.
Thinking of the Ancient in Jinling: Luo Yin
Where is the gentle gesture buried? The sky is red and I am tired of the white sad wasteland.
Wen Tingyun talks about the Purple Pole Palace in the river.
Man Qian did not return to the flowers, and her eyes were full of smoke and dew.
Burning Wei Zhuang
Peach face is evergreen, and jade muscle is fragrant and greasy.
There are many more, so I won't list them one by one.
Partridges and the sky, wandering on strangers and flying on stumps.
Year: Song Author: Yan
On strangers, I am flying,
Rhododendrons crowed among the rhododendrons.
Things can't go back at the end of the year,
Who is complaining about the moon and who is worrying about smoke?
Plum rain is fine and the breeze is weak.
The man leaning against the building wants to touch his clothes.
The old garden bloomed three times,
Manqian Tianya still doesn't go home.
Broken music, the reflection of flowers
Year: Song Author: liuyong
The reflection of flowers is exposed, smoke and weeds are soaked in blue, and the spirit marsh is warm. Liu Jin shakes Fengshu, which is a colorful boat and a dragon boat from the shore. Thousands of steps of Hongqiao, jagged with wild goose teeth, straight into the water temple. Around Jindi, there are dragons and dragons, Luo Qi in the spring and bamboo in the sky. ⅵ color is brilliant, it looks like it is in the middle, and Penglai is shallow.
See you later. Phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix, phoenix. Two paintings fly lightly and win the gold medal. It's over, singing fish algae and wandering around. Don't have a wanderer, each Committee is a pearl, fighting for jade feathers, and returning far away. Gradually, I feel that the sea of clouds has sunk and the cave is late.