Lanxi beautiful arrow does not play flute, but leaves jade tendon and frost ridge. Thousands of trenches are self-generated, and they were miserable before you started. Public houses are idle, but the bead curtain does not move. The fog tent silver bed sleeps at first, and the toothpick jade bureau plays chess. Dongpo was ill for a long time and lay there as cold as a hungry mouse. Wash the quilt by the spring breeze, and the snow will be cold all night. Who knows when the fire is cold and the light is green? The child who lives alone is AA27. When did the emperor get anti-inflammatory? I'm ashamed of this eight-foot yellow glass. May everyone be clean and fragrant, and listen to the wind on their beds. I was born under my arm. Please take this opportunity to have sex.
Send stone Dendrobium and Lu.
The mountain bone cuts the square, and Jiangzhen picks up the shoal. Several cases clear the pool and break the moon cups and plates. When you reach the age of having three friends, you will be trapped for life. Talking to yourself will be delicious. All right, go to your house and see for yourself. Dongpo finally offered, frost and snow shone cold.
Four fisherman's poems
Fisherman drinks, who goes, fish and crab pay. Wine is not intoxicating and there is not much money.
The fisherman was drunk and danced, but he couldn't find his way home. The canoe is short and oblique, and I don't know where to wake up.
The fisherman woke up, and in the spring afternoon, his dream was shattered. Get drunk, get drunk, and laugh at the world today.
The fisherman smiled, the seagulls flew lightly, and the desert was a storm. Riding by the river is an official. Lend me a boat to cross the south.
Li Xianzhong's Mourning (with Syria)
In the same year, Li Jun, a friend, was forbidden to use the word Zhong Xian. The literati is a wise man, but unfortunately he can't travel with him in his early years, but he has known his son for many years. When I saw it from Yangzhai, I cried and said that my grandmother Bian, my mare and my former mother Zhang Hejun were all buried. I dare not grieve for hunger and cold, and I will die unsatisfied if I don't take care of the four funerals. My old friend Liang heard that I envy Angelica, based on ten silks and one hundred and twenty silks, so I had to resign. It is based on the remains, saying: this is also the feedback of benevolent people. He also wrote poems to inform the monarch and those who were worried that it was helpful to help them. Twenty-five years old, his literary talent is natural and his integrity is extraordinary. Is this the end of the poor?
A big dream is a dream, and it is not full for a hundred years. Mourn for the dead and sleep in a lonely house. I was born in the same year, which means the days are getting longer and shorter. The salt truck was trapped and the fire went out. There are strange bones in the afterlife, and the language has been refined. Naked and wild cranes are inseparable from each other. There is a big chunk of life, and no one dies. You have been lonely for a long time, but you don't know the warmth of loess. Push clothes to help the dutiful son, and one irrigation to help dry the soup. Who can get rid of the left? It is urgent.
Wang ruo, an ophthalmologist.
The needle is like a wheat awn, and the breath is like an axle. In the middle of collaterals, life is a drop in the bucket. And the conditions are clear, including candles in the sky. Colored glass is stored in a dense way, so it is light and brittle. In the meantime, my son came and went. Laughter takes its toll, and the viewer shrinks his neck. A needle is like a catty, and a house is like a demolition. I often doubt whether my son's magic is good or not. He is blessed with mixed skills. My son said I had an idea, but this reason was unexpected. This is a dirt, it is both expensive and cheap. The world attaches great importance to the outside world, but it is wrong to see the jade. What I didn't know at first was that it was as dazzling as a thorn. If you look at the eyes and the brain, it is the brain, not the eyes. Look at two things, which are easily divided like wheat bran. It is better to mow the grass than to smell the old farmer. The nose has a place to live, and the liver and gallbladder are separated. Between five rounds, I saw an empty song. If you take nine tracks, you can keep driving without hitting the hub. Empty flowers fall in bloom, and the bright moon rises and falls. I'm sorry, Lequantang, I forgot to say that I am old. It's better to be respectful than obedient. (Yan Ruo, Mr. Lequan is also a doctor. )
Drinking with six people including Ou Yu.
Suddenly, I was surprised. Spring was half empty. I saw the first half of the bottle was red. Know that you are white when you are struggling, and remember the yellow seal when you are tired of swimming. I am old these years, and I am going to Jianghuai East to recover the East. Remember the meeting place of six people, have a cup and sit on the wind.
Watch the swords and shirts of Hangzhou, which rules Europe.
Green silk sweater with warm lining armor and red thread wrapped around ribs. Small sleeve carved a bald-necked stork board and inserted a sword, a dragon snake. The two armies clamored for the roof tiles to fall, and the red dust and white feathers came to an abrupt end. The general is kind to this body and laughs like a pinch. Scholars only want to sit behind the scenes and laugh and kill. Call the drum to punch the pole, and the brave will be Reiko. Excuse me, the Yellow River dives into the sea at night, and its face is cold with sand. What is like a big ship sleeping in the sun, a pillow of breeze passing by?
Wang Bo AA28 Collection of Four Plums by Zhao Chang
Southbound through the mountains, the sand and water are clear. Pedestrians are already worried, and the sunset is getting thicker. Diligent plum blossoms, like Wu Ji's face. Dimfragrance went with me, and I looked back and was pleasantly surprised. So far, I have been painting, and my eyes are sad. You can't write your affection, you can go back to your dream home.
Four Zhao Chang Paintings Collected by AA28 Huang Kui in Wang Bo
Weak and sleepy, strange posture. Low gold cup, the first day of shining. Tan's heart is dizzy, but Cui has a mans. Since ancient times, people have sketched from life, and no one is as wonderful as usual. Morning makeup is drunk at noon, and the true state contains yin and yang. Look at this flower branch, there is wind and fragrance in it.
Four Lotus Pictures of Zhao Chang Collected by AA28 in Wang Bo
The wind blew through the forest and accumulated water gradually. Wild hibiscus beside the stream, flowers and water set each other off. Sit and watch the pool lotus, accompanied by frost chrysanthemum. You smile, and the twilight scene is forced to be destroyed. Desolate as a poor girl, married late and surprised early. Who writes young people's faces? Firewood people are old.
Four Zhao Changhua Camellia AA28 Collected in Wang Bo
Nanshan pine rustling, yellow leaves meteorite strong wind. They pity their children and flowers, scattered in the ice and snow. What can convey the cold attitude of the old days is nothing more than the ancient autumn Weng. Zhao Zuomiao, rubber powder is empty after washing. Adjust cinnabar in the palm and dye this crane top red. Why praise pen and ink alone and admire Jiangnan workers alone?
Send a message to Wu De Renhe and Jane Chen Jichang.
Mr. Dongpo had no money, and ten years later, his family was ruined. Gold can be a river or a plug, and only Frost Temple is mysterious. Longqiu laymen are also poor, and they talk about sleepless nights. Suddenly, I heard the roar of a lion in Hedong, and my walking stick fell into my palm. Who is like Puyang Gongzi Xian, who drinks and eats meat? There is nothing left in life, but I study at home and forget to meditate at home. There are ten hectares of fields in front of the door, surrounded by Qingxi flowers. Xitang is drunk, falling flowers are like snow, and the spring breeze jumps. I went to Lanxi to visit Qingquan, and I have arranged a trip to cloth socks. Yoshiyama is not without congratulations on his age. I'm glad to be back on the wine boat. I hate that you don't know Yan Pingyuan and Yuanlu Mountain. Bronze camels will meet, shake hands and laugh for three thousand years.
Title Wang Tie
I'm drunk and bald, chasing the world and calling myself a calligrapher. Have you ever dreamed about the king and the clock, pretending to be blind and deaf? As the city advocates wiping green and red, demons sing and dance to dazzle children. Mrs. Xie is pale and rich, but she has her own disadvantages. Tianmen swings and jumps, and birds sweep out of the forest. The cursive script I gave you will continue, and I won't worry.
After Lin Bu's poems.
Wu Nong grew up in the mountains and lakes, breathing the lake and drinking the mountains. Whether you are a gentleman or a prostitute, you are in Kethleen. Mr. Wang is a layman with a clear mind and cold bones. I didn't know you had a dream. Students know that light can be a candle. There are wonderful words everywhere, but it is not enough to walk around the West Lake. Poetry is as cold as Dongye, and books are as poor as Xitai. Long life is hard to continue, and the last words can still be recorded. I don't want to be a Zen book, I'd rather sing a bald song. (The last poem said: Maoling chose another day to find grass, but I was glad that there was no meditation book at the beginning. ) I laughed at the evil deeds of the Wu people and asked them to repair bamboo beside the ancestral temple. Otherwise, use Narcissus King, a Joan Hinton recommended Qiuju. There is the Narcissus King Temple on the lake. 〕)
He zhongbo da
There are not many years to return to the mountains, and there are also Danshanai CSI. Embroidered valley should only be dyed, and the mirror pool should be worn for a long time. You see, on the first day at the seaside, I had crossed the river and hit Su Bo. People don't know that I am expensive, and there is no need to open a dragon shuttle in a thunderstorm.
spring
Pigeons are silent and the sun shines on the west window. When you wake up drunk in the afternoon, you will only sleep in spring and enjoy the sunshine in spring.
Go to Yuan Yi.
My body is empty, and everything is stored by me. Hu Weiqiang broke up. Buy Tianlu with one hundred dollars. What can you do if you can't see Master Yuan? Nothing to swim, I don't want to waste a meal. Guanhu is my pool, and the school house is my residence. Why do you want to leave your child? This body is self-defeating. The wind is dark and the willow is dark, and the autumn water is pure and fragrant. I should look at my son instead of blaming him for knowing fish.
Mrs. Su's mother Chen's words
Chen Su's nephew and uncle are actually Kethleen. At first, their romantic life began to degenerate. Mrs. Gao Jie called her home, and the cold pine reflected the bamboo. The cock crows well, and every day is new. Eighty-three years is like a morning. Whether the family should live longer than the mother, but it is different from the court. It was my son who forgot himself and died for his country. How can three officials know how to be happy? I'm too lazy to catch fish. I think it's an upcoming dream. Reading poetry is really a trivial matter, and there are more than a thousand words left on the tombstone. When I was old, I couldn't learn the genealogy, only to know that there was a book about Ban Zhao's Han Dynasty.
Liuti Zhuxi Temple in Yixing, Guangxi
Ten years dream of sending the west wind, which is really for Tian She Weng. Looking for the new well water in Shugang, we should bring the local flavor from all over Jiangdong.
Taoist advised to drink chicken water, and the boy could fry poppy soup. Borrow rattan beds and tile pillows for the time being, and don't let the bamboo get cold.
I've never felt anything in my life, and I'm still in my prime. When the mountain temple comes back, it smells good, and the wild flowers and birds are also happy.
Traveling with Meng Zhen to Changzhou Monastery
In recent years, I turned to this kind of life and made a romantic trip to San Wu. Suddenly I saw Meng Junzi in Dongping, and my dream was relatively Huangzhou.
The pool in Zhan Zhan Qing is cold in May, and there are countless green hills. AA29 has 3,000 Chinese fir, which Lingyun can hold together.
Knowing that you are leaving, you should return to your old job. Laughter means that you are alone in the same boat. I'm going to ask San Mao for spiritual rain and give you half a pole of running water.
Thanksgiving Changzhou elders.
Jasper bowls are filled with red agate, and water is used to raise Acorus gramineus. I also know that Buddhism is endless, so I want to know if the Zen master is full.
It's so convenient to recommend blessings to the old people, and the two kindness books are even more sharp and novel. Take the teacher as the iron gate and prepare to invite people to the world.
The second rhyme answers Jia Yun Lao.
Five-year dream in Nansizhou, hunger and cold diseases are children's troubles. There is no water in June well in the east, and the ancient weir crosses cattle. I have been in charge of the bag all my life, and today I am a martyr. Night flight for muddy water, want to come to Guazhou. I said I was addicted to alcohol, but I didn't dare to live a gentle life in my hometown. Empty love saves the ravine, and illness is no longer happy. This year's Taishou is really Wolong, with hail on sunny days. When I was nine feet low and had a beard, I passed three small pools. An old friend changes his mind and strives for congratulations. Children don't believe in hesitation. I'll buy you wine. Autumn insects in the grass can also sing. Poor old horse is really old and has no intention of cutting Tianshan grass.
Ink flower (parallel narration)
Most people in the world paint bamboo and stone figures with ink, but no one paints flowers. Bai Yin, a Bian Ren, can write a song about it.
There is nothing wrong with creation, and suddenly it is not difficult. The flower heart is dizzy and the spring scenery is scattered. The ethereal form is talented, and the state of helping to disperse is self-contained. The lotus wind has fallen, and the apricot rain is half worn. Unique crazy lay man, begging for black peony. And fu, return.
Send Zhu Ji and Xie Xiucai
I was naive for a long time, and I was in this body when I was old. Leave me and my partner to sit on the wood and give you a silent bamboo lady. But with the autumn fan every year, Mo Dou Qiongzhi is new every night. You can laugh at the ridiculous Yuchuanzi if you are a relative in your later years.
Xiyintang
When the white water is full, under the double herons, cicadas sing and green locusts are high. Wake up three days after drinking and lie down to see ten acres of shade in the southwest of Hexi.
Zhang Xu is here.
The acid mountain ferry is pulled back, and the Suzaku Bridge looks at the road. Paying the bill should be more troublesome, and it won't take long to kill Zhulang. When you ask about Zen, you go to Chang Gan Temple and have a drink at Lvyetang. This smell only worries children, so it will be cool for everyone to have a rest.
To Zhang Mo (with Syria)
Zhang Moju, the word Zhiming. Gao Shuang was born in a noble family and was brilliant. He abandoned his family to seek truth, did not marry, and was not world-weary. However, when his parents and brothers lost, he was poor, so he couldn't help others as soon as possible. I was deeply grieved by his ambition. I not only helped him less, but also gave him his words as poems, and there were many mourners.
Zhang was not buried. He was ill all his life. Choke in the neighborhood, tears rot at night. The year before last, the black peanuts turned white this year. I die with the sun and the moon, and I hate heaven and earth. I hope to find a barren land and build a long night room. It is difficult for Wang Sun to be naked, but he doesn't tolerate dirt. Wuling Haozu is numerous, throwing millions. Knowing that moral interests are hard to tolerate, I am willing to ask for help from poor friends. Don't hesitate to send it, take the hill. If this ambition comes true, it's really unfortunate to die at night. Swear that there is no physiology and nothing to practice. If you abandon your life, the blackbird will be in chaos.
Songmuyue county
After fifteen years, I admire your pine and cypress. After the four dynasties, the two counties fell in love. The old government still spread to the elders of Shu, and the first voice has shaken Yuelu Mountain. Before the bottle, everything is guarded by Penglai. Don't let high-rise buildings idle in the snow.
Gegen
The bamboo rafter hut is half destroyed, and I would like to send this life to the hive. I'm afraid the waves will roll into the room and want to carry you to the stern. The poem tries to imitate Meng Dongye, and the grass is idle in Zhang Boying. Entertainment needs a century-old substrate, so you have to pity me for not going back to agriculture.
Quiet the king.
There is no need to say goodbye to you for the time being, you will come back from pitching. Remember that in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Castle Peak is your home.
Du nan Miao feng restaurant
Chihiro hangs in the clouds, and ten hectares contain a windy bay. When I opened the door, I saw double copper cymbals. The pond platform is half full of millet, and there are more peaches and plums than hazelnuts. Nobody wants to turn back, the train will work at sunset. Shi Junfei is not the world, and his mind is idle with the ancient Buddha. When invited to sound like a guest, wash the dust. The new pavilion is in Dongfu, and Feiyu is adjacent to it. Ancient jade grinds blue walls, and frost forests scatter smoke. Lonely clouds embrace Shangqiu, and the grass is even apricot mountain. Pitching to the limit of Buddhism, happy to send people to the world. The graceful peak came to Peng Ai's room. Five old pressure Peng Li, three peaks according to Tongguan. It's all small fists and stones. It serves you right. Annoying people is an indicator, avoiding diligent climbing.
Three elegies of Emperor Zongshen
Civil and military solid vertical, Qin Mingxin. It doesn't just sanctify people, and wonderful things are only called gods. The government has been three kings, and the words are all six alcohols. There is no such thing as a towering figure, but a lonely minister.
Yao De hasn't changed his name, so he doesn't have to count Shun Gong. Caution still leads to filial piety, and the rest is about peace. Courtesy for the elderly, official courtesy and Han Long. Who knows that there is nothing to do, and the wind will spread through the ages.
The succession is really chitose, and the holiday ends. Nan Zhou stayed for a while, and the publicity room was desolate. The sick horse is empty, and the withered sunflower has been frosted. Lying in the river and sea for the rest of my life, crying in my dreams.
Jinshanmiao Gaotai
I want to visit Akamatsu in the East by flying car. Penglai is unreachable and Wan Li is weak. It's better to go to Jinshan, where the breeze is half sail. There is a wonderful platform in it, and Yunfeng rises alone. There is no way to look up. Who believed in peace? The old monk in Taichung looks out of the window with blue eyes. Jade is bone, first frost is biting. The front of the machine is untouchable, and thousands of miles are like turning water. Why ask Deyun, that is, this monk is. If you have no time to study, please don't die.
To Du Jie (and Syria)
On July 25th, the eighth year of Yuanfeng, Du Ji first returned from eastern Zhejiang and met Yu in Jinshan.
I was sleepwalking on the roof, and the stone bridge was very small. The breeze blew AA30 dew, which was fragrant and fragrant. You really should fly over the iron sheet, never through the clouds. If you want to lift it, it will come loose. It was a whisper, but I didn't say anything first. I feel empty and worried about the window. Groups of students are trapped in the net, and the only one is the old and the young. Who is Du Xiaozi? It's a long story The wife is empty, and the vibration strategy is light. So, I swam to Chicheng, flying misty. Asking Zen not to return to the house is often surrounded by pots. Who knows this ambition, the Buddha's eyes shine. I dreamed that you could see it, and it was not magical. Xianpa sent a bowl of tea, and the tea was carved into a sunflower. I can't go out today, I'm busy at home. When you are at the top of the Buddha Rock, you will gallop down the double swamp.
The second song, Sun Xin's Old Doors Pavilion, was sent by Shao Bo Weir.
Drop the sail and thank the public column, and the sun is flat. There is a nap in the lonely pavilion, and the twilight scene contains jade Qing. Sit back and fight the cows and hang them in the south. The old monk is still the same, and his smile has dropped. New poems make old friends, while old poems doubt previous lives. I have been to send old Haicheng seven times. Everyone needs self-help, and fish is reluctant to cook. It seems that Jixi is old, and it is ok to be a host again. Poetry is like autumn chrysanthemum, and the frost is gorgeous. After this feeling, I said, long hair and spring scenery.
Seeing Yang Jie off (with Syria)
Doing nothing will help you climb Mount Tai to the top, and the crow will see the sunrise. On the ninth day, I also tasted Huashan Mountain and drank Lotus Peak. Today, I visited Qiantang with a Korean monk. It's all about the king, but it's never good to be happy outside the party. It's a poem.
In Tianmen, when the guests leave for one day, Wan Lihong waves for half a day. Go back to see Tiaotiao Pills, and a little gold casts autumn oranges. Taihuafeng is a heavy nine, and the wind blows yellow wine. Hogg galloped down on a horse with cymbals, danced drunkenly and waved his hand on the cliff. The wandering of the mind is extremely illusory, and mosquitoes and thunder are hidden in the sewer. One thousand breaths, eighty returns, laughing at Lee Dong Hae riding a whale. Prince Sanhan sought the Dharma in the West, biting his teeth to kill the enemy. The wind on the other side of the river is rushing like a mountain, and the message is that the boat people have a good eye for their guests.
The second rhyme is sent to Xu Dazheng.
I will go to Tongzhou, Dengzhou to bid farewell with a poem. )
When the wine shines in the snuff, you will know that my return time is coming. Last year, crossing the river was like a bucket, and this year's dates are like melons. Affectionate bright moon invites you to give me priceless green hills on credit. A thousand new poems are a bamboo pole. Don't go fishing in the Han River.
Yang Kang public stone drunken Taoist presented this poem.
There are many apes in Chushan, and young apes live a long life. Crazy Taoist priests, the valley is raging. Mistaken into Huayang Cave to drink regicide. Your life is imprisoned in a rock, and the rock is a mechanical rafter. Loose roots wrap around his feet, vines wrap around his elbows. Moss squinted and thorns choked. Three years into stone, strong and thin enemy Joan nine. There are no clouds and no free dancers. The woodcutter sees it, smiles and sells it easily. Yang is a fairy on the high seas and has friends in the secular world. Every time I shoot at the seaside, I always bow my head with a smile. Hu didn't carry it home, so he was stubborn and ugly. The difference of seeking poetry has not been analyzed in detail. I'm talking nonsense. It's a pity to die.
Use its rhyme in Huaikouhui poetry play.
My poem is like a sick horse, lamenting to the grass. If there are real horses, a group of horses will fall. Stop singing, it's too early to be famous. The wind and waves swept away the lonely clouds with a pen. It's a Taoist, looking for pears and dates all over the house. Look at Qiang Yun, you have already won the suburbs and islands.
Secondary rhyme Xu Ji
If you don't invite Lu Ji to kill the chicken, you must invite your son before making rice. But when I saw the middle-aged Hidden Tree City, I was not sure that Lantai was given on weekdays. Haishan dreams of going east, so people have to stay there for the time being. If Emei is just around the corner, where is my hometown?
In the seventh year of Yuanfeng, it was believed that a Korean pavilion was built in Huainan, JD.COM, and there were refugees in Mihai. Next year, they will sigh their glory and leave a cloud behind.
Outside the wall, the mulberry trees are gloomy. I have treated Master Kun as a handmaiden, and I don't know if I can get this man.
Zhao Shuming, Qiao Gongyu, the second rhyme of Mizhou
Mr. Wang was educated and poor, and was scolded by the drunken captain for punctuality. Have you ever laughed? There are three of us. The yellow chicken urges the dawn to be bleak, and the white hair is surprised to see the autumn. A farewell to an old friend in the west, a boat to catch the spring water of the five lakes.
Back to Changshan, leaving a farewell poem for a year.
Bow in front of the mountain and greet me like a New Year greeting. People who know the dream body miss the past. Who's dating at the fair after a long time in the Jianghu? But looking for fountains, peach blossoms avoid Qin.
Send another gift to Fu Yin Huo Xiang before leaving the stage.
Drinking spring water before was different from that in the mountains. Among the dragons and snakes, it was cold and old. The children in the mountains clapped their hands and smiled and asked me what I was doing in the west. Don't go to the bamboo horse for ten years, and the boat will follow the fishing boat. Come back, the old man likes me, helping the old and caring for the young. At that time, I was seven feet old as a baby, and I had to blush. Ask who the satrap is today, and protect the Qiang temple. (Xiang said that Zaixi River has made great achievements in reclaiming farmland. ) bow your head and hold the ox wine hard, without the resurrection of chrysanthemum. Beyond buying wine to find old traces, there are still poems that are firm and stubborn. Lonely clouds and setting sun are shining with resplendent smoke in the horse's ear. Since ancient times, the air has flowed in the north, and the waves have jumped and sounded. May the public laugh like a stone and sit in a castle as a creek bay
Shihai (with Syria)
I heard that Dengzhou Haicheng is old, and my parents often come in spring and summer, so I won't see them again this year. After five days in office, I wish I could not see it. I prayed in the temple of King Guangde, the sea god, and I will see it tomorrow, so I wrote this poem.
The sea of clouds in the east is empty, and the gods are too busy to show. There is no hidden pearl palace in the north. You dare to bother your eyes and ears when you know what you are seeing is an illusion. At the age of 20, it's freezing in the cold, and the sky is closed, stabbing fish dragons for me. Frost and frost break the dawn, and the green hills are heavy, and the strange things are shocking for a hundred years. There is nothing in the world, who is a man. Please don't refuse me. Believe me, I am poor. Chaoyang Prefecture moved back to the south and was very happy to see Zhu Rongdui in the stone. He said that he was upright and moved Shan Gui, but he was sorry for his creation. It is not easy to get a smile, and God's reward for you is generous. There are no solitary birds in Wan Li in the sunset, but I see the blue sea grinding bronze. The language of new poetry is safe to use, and it changes with the east wind.
Dengzhou Sun Shi Wansongtang
Song Wan has been planted and its status is reflected in the clouds. The dew is heavy, the tassels are full of green, and the wind breaks the cold river. Floating in the air, two bamboos cross the south pavilion, and the scenery is reversed. Wait for the evening bonfire to spread the sea and meet back in the city.
Wanglaizhou Xuehou Sanshan Mountain
The East China Sea is like a blue ring, and the northwest winds in Denglai. Clouds and sky, until the three mountains come back. Our trip is suitable for winter, with thin snow floating. The wind will settle at dusk and the hibiscus will open at midnight. Staggered Taihuading, haunted sea of clouds. Peace and jealousy take advantage of dragons. Maoling Qiufengke, I suggest you have a drink. The emperor's hometown cannot be expected, and Chu will return it.
Fang Yizhi (parallel narrative)
Li Jun is a guest of the wealthy Duke Zheng, a taboo and an official. Therefore, Gong Li, the satrap, is afraid of being a teacher, and his table is straight. And his son is generous, asking for poetry from the stone to give one.
If you don't make waves, the lamb goose will close. But sit still, sir. You've said a lot. At that time, the people were nationalized, and there were no morning dolphins in the city. Years of geometry, the guest and the host are nine original. With a sigh, Chu has no soul. The poems I write keep straight, and all the ones I pass are vassals.
Secondary rhyme Zhao Lingshuo
Dongpo has reported for six years and is disappointed with the world of mortals. The creek hill on the pillow is still visible, and the canopy in front of the door is opposite. The old friend is really young, and the wind fights against the wall. Looking for the official department in the urn, I used to be drunk as my hometown.
The second is two poems by Wang Dingguo.
Fairy wind has penetrated into the soul, and autumn water is not affected by dust. When the bugle sounded, the aftermath was enough to hang the gentry. Buy cows but donate three feet. Why pat mice? Don't go to Baihuatan, the drunkard can't see who he is in love with.
I know Tianjin in the world, and a gentleman is ashamed to plant a vine. I've listened to a lot of words, so I'm afraid I won't write a paper today. Turn over the wine in the white beast bottle and cook celery at the bottom of the green mud workshop. To know the endless land of the old monk, cows and ants have never smelled it before bed.
Ci Zhao yun ling Shuo hui JIU
There is no stone marrow in the holy mountain, and the world is sad for a while. Wait for the jade paste to flow, and it will last for thousands of years. Qingzhou is an old man, and he can't control it. You are willing to see me, knowing that I hate the market. Open the bottle and wash it yourself Listen, peeling and pecking at the door, cooking fish is too easy.
Send Fan Chun to keep Gyeongju.
It is difficult to use talents in ancient times, and it is often pedantic to talk about heights. You see, Zhao Wei is old, but for Dr. Teng. Clouds have no roots, and yellow can be instant. If you know the success or failure of several classics, you can see the true virtue and stupidity. Feathers shine on the city and talk and laugh in the corner. In those days, the old envoy surrendered to Yu Tu with his bare hands. What happened to Zhulang? He is whipping his children. I know uncle, he is not against the moon and supports Hu.
Ci Wang Yun town
I walked through my training room with news, and then the fog leopard began to appear. I heard that I boasted about the theory of borrowing money, so I lived in exile. Qingwen brings a frosty night with the moon, and the quip comes first in spring. Poetry and wine are still full, and bamboo and wood climb high.
Ciyun Wang Dingguo Xie Hanhua Ziguoyin
Chu has Sun Shuai 'ao, the Great Wall of Wan Li. Alas, practicing skirts and walking shoes without pay. Will you make friends for no reason and die in a pool? It is better to talk and laugh than to be old and excellent. You can't rely on a family, for example. Auspicious symbolizes virtue and holds the backbone of the world. Yimin, also known as male, has three noble virtues. Who will look after the coffin these days, son? Who wants to cook, wants to talk and can't stop. The house has been open to the outside world for a long time. How to bid farewell to the old, ice tray to feed Xanthium. It's embarrassing that suspicion interferes with stork's recommendation. A new poem is like a projectile, which can't be removed. I'm an old customer, too. I'm bitter If you don't quit three chapters, it's shameful to be poor.
Two small scenes along the Hui Chong River (also known as two Hui Chong paintings hidden in the book)
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
The geese fly north, like people who want to return to the north, but because of attachment, poor team. Before flying to the north, I knew that it was snowy in the desert in the north, or the south that spent most of the Spring Festival in the south.
Ciyunzhou village
If you want to go south, you will have a lot of fun at the beginning of the three roads. When you are old, you don't want to step on the city, just like a tired horse is afraid of the hillside. I envy your inner strength and laugh at my boring temples. When will the West Lake find old rewards, light smoke and rain, and dark fishing?
Second rhyme Hu Wanfu
Don't be dejected and despondent, you have been in the Jianghu for ten years. When I am old, I will go back to Beique, and I will look at the Western Hills with crutches. Looking at a glass of wine, I smiled and said that I had been drunk all my life. I have to consult everything, so that I can be at leisure.
The second rhyme Qian Mufu
When you are old and step into the old class, you can sing Yang Guan again. An old friend flew to the Golden Temple and moved the guests to visit a mountain. Pushing hands in the Western Han Dynasty, in a word. You have to buy wine, call your roommate and see if you can give Longfei some free time.
Once again, I finished the rhyme (two people talking to themselves, used to be in the west). )
The old official in Ye Yuan knows Mr. Lang, and he also knows two things about Tianjie. Sweat and blood should breed seeds, and night lights have no reason to be sleepy. I'm afraid the western provinces are also suffering from Dongpo disease. Under the bright moon, only three people were singing to the shadow.
The second rhyme is full of thoughts.
Since the third hut in Gansu, I have no intention of making up two classes in the same pavilion. When the paper is drunk, the poem becomes a pearl and jade. Who said that there is no congratulations on the wine mountain, remember that the realization lane has face. However, if you are afraid of limping with the red horse, you will not be able to climb Qingyun.