I often think of dusk by the river.

As drunk as a fiddler, we didn't remember anything on the way back!

After having a good time, we rowed home.

Mistaken into the depths of lotus.

Fight for crossing, fight for crossing,

Frightened, all the egrets in the shallows flew away.

well

Last night, it was raining and suddenly the wind blew.

Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.

Ask the shutter man,

However, Haitang remains the same.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?

It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Dianjiangchun

Lonely boudoir,

A gentle heart is full of sadness.

Cherish spring,

When will it rain?

Leaning against the fence,

Just not in the mood!

Where are people?

Even the sky is falling,

Look at the way back.

Dianjiangchun

Swing,

Get up and adjust your delicate hands.

Dew is thick and flowers are thin,

Sweat thin and clothes light.

When someone comes,

Socks shovel gold hairpin slippery,

And ashamed to go.

Looking back at the door,

But smell the plum.

(For the first anonymous word, see Volume I of Flower Nazi Compilation.)

Huanxisha

The Moses cup is dark amber,

Melt before you get drunk,

Better late than late.

Ruinaoxiang disappears and dreams are shattered.

Break the cold, make a bun and loosen it,

Wake up, time and space are red for candles.

Huanxisha

The idle window in the yard is full of spring,

The curtain didn't sink,

Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.

Going out to catch the dusk,

The breeze blew the rain and lit up the shade.

The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.

Huanxisha

Idle spring and cold food days,

Jade furnace sinks and leaves smoke,

Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers.

Haiyan will mow grass in the future,

Jiang Mei has surpassed Liu Shengmian,

Wet the swing at dusk.

Huanxisha

A bun hurts the spring and combs more.

Keywords evening breeze, courtyard, early plum,

Light clouds travel back and forth to the moon,

Jade duck smoked stove to refresh,

Zhu Ying covered her tassel with a bucket,

Rhinos can also keep out the cold.

Huanxisha

Embroidered curtain lotus smiled,

Leaning against the sweet cheeks of the duck,

Oh, I don't know

On the one hand, it is full of charm,

I don't want to tell you what I think,

The moon moves and the shadow comes back.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The wind is soft, the sky is thin and spring is still early.

The shirt was in a good mood at first.

Sleep when you have a little cold,

Plum blossoms burn on the temples.

Where is my hometown?

Forget it unless you're drunk.

Burned while lying in the water,

The fragrance and smell of wine have not disappeared.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The sound of returning flood broke rinspeed,

It's snowing in the back window, and the smoke is straight out.

The bottom of the candle is bright,

Women are better than men.

The sound of the horn urges the dawn to break,

Dawn returned to the bull's eye.

It's hard to see flowers in spring.

The west wind keeps the old cold.

Complain about one's feelings

Come to Shen Zui late at night to remove makeup,

Plum calyx is attached with residual branches.

Wake up drunk and break the spring sleep,

Dreams never come back.

People quietly,

Yue yiyi,

The green curtains hung down.

Move the stump more,

More fragrant,

More time.

within walking distance

The wind will blow the flowers deep,

There is a pile of red snow outside the curtain.

After the flowering of Changji Haitang,

It's spring.

The wine column sings jade and respects heaven,

The blue cylinder is black and bright.

Dreams are unbearable,

Many crows □ (left "definitely" right half, right "bird").

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

In the heavy snow every year,

Often drunk plum blossoms,

It's no good moving all the plum blossoms,

Win tears in your clothes!

This year, the ends of the earth,

Flowers grow on the temples.

Look at the night breeze,

So plum blossoms should be ugly.

Qin Yi goose

Lingaoge,

Ye Ping in the chaotic mountains is full of smog.

The smoke is thin,

When the rooster crows and returns,

Smell the horn at dusk.

Fragrance dies, lingering fragrance,

The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.

Wutongluo,

It's autumn again,

Still lonely.

Spread happy sand.

Rubbing gold is light,

Cut into layers of jasper leaves

Grace and spirit are as strict as fu,

It's too bright.

What's so vulgar about plum blossoms,

Lilacs are bitter and rough.

Smoked through a thousand miles of dreams,

But ruthless.

Spread happy sand.

When I was sick, my temples rusted,

Lying watching the broken moon on the window screen.

Parching cardamom with tip in water,

Don't share tea.

Poetry and books on the pillow are so idle,

The scenery in front of the door is rainy.

Borrowing money from others all day,

Oily resin.

Pick mulberry seeds with words

Who planted banana trees in front of the window?

Yin fills the atrium;

Yin fills the atrium,

The fragrance of fallen leaves is exciting and lingering.

Sad pillow on the rainy night,

Drop by drop;

Drop by drop,

Worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening!

Wulingchun

The wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have come out.

Tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything,

Tears flow first when you want to talk.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good.

I also plan to canoe Pan.

I'm afraid I'll go boating in Shuangxi,

Can't move, a lot on my mind.

Zui Hua Yin

The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad.

Renau Xiao Jin beast

This festival is the Double Ninth Festival.

Jade pillow cabinet,

It's cool at midnight.

Put wine in the east after dusk,

And Dimfragrance and sleeves.

Don't die,

The window curtain rolls west wind,

People are thinner than yellow flowers.

Nangezi

The stars are spinning in the sky,

The curtain of the world hangs down.

Cold pillow with tears,

Tell me more about se, what is night?

Emerald lotus is very small,

Golden lotus root leaves are very thin.

Old weather, old clothes,

It just feels different, hometown!

The resentment of the prince and grandson

The waves on the lake are boundless,

Autumn is dusk, red is thin, and fragrance is less.

Water and mountains are close to people,

Endless, endless.

Lotus seeds are getting old,

Green dew washing, apple flowers and plants.

The heron sleeping in Sha Ou will not look back,

Like hate, people return early.

Quail day

Lock the windows in cold weather,

Indus should hate night frost.

The wine column prefers bitter tea,

A broken dream should refresh your mind.

Autumn has passed,

The days are still long,

Zhong Xuanhuai is much more desolate.

Why don't you get drunk without respect,

Don't be afraid of the yellow flowers on the east fence.

Quail day

A dull, light and soft corpus luteum,

Love is gone, only fragrance remains.

Why light blue and deep red,

Nature is the first among flowers.

Ding Mei was jealous,

Chrysanthemum should be ashamed,

The painting column is open in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Poets can be ruthless,

There were no collections in those days.

Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

Red Plum

Red Crisp is willing to beat Qiongbao to pieces,

Explore the south branch to the end?

I don't know how long it has been borrowed.

But seeing that the package is infinite.

The Taoist priest languishes at the bottom of the spring window,

Bored, depressed, worried.

If you want to look down, come and have a rest,

It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

Konakayama

When spring comes to Nagato, the grass in spring is green.

The red plum is a little broken,

Uneven opening.

Yun Lan cage grinds jade into dust,

Stay in the dream,

Break through a spring.

The shadow of the flower pressed heavily on the door,

Open the curtains and scatter the faint moon,

Good evening.

I lost to Dong Jun three times in two years,

Give it back,

I plan to come this spring.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang,

Alone in the blue boat.

Who sent the brocade book?

When the word goose came back,

The west building is full of moons.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

A kind of acacia,

Two luxury.

I can't eliminate this situation,

Just frown,

But in my heart.

Linjiangxian

Ouyang Gong wrote "Butterfly Loves Flowers", in which there is a phrase "how much sorrow is deep", which he loves very much. In its language, it is "deep courtyard"

Deep "several que, its voice is the old" Linjiang Xian "also.

How deep is the courtyard,

Clouds, windows, fog pavilions,

The calyx of willow-tip plum is gradually distinct,

Liling tree in spring,

Building a healthy city for the elderly.

Feel the moon, sing the wind,

Now that I am old and have accomplished nothing,

Who is more sympathetic and jealous,

It's boring to try the lights.

Walking in the snow is not in the mood.

Linjiangxian

Chinese plum

How deep is the courtyard,

Cloud Window Fog Pavilion Spring Festival Evening,

Who are you haggard and spoiled for?

It's good to dream at night,

I think it's the southern branch.

Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate,

South building Qiang tube is not allowed to blow.

Who knows when the fragrance blows away,

The warm wind came late,

Don't eat apricot blossom fat.

A butterfly in love with flowers

The weather is warm, sunny and windy, and it just started to freeze.

Willow eyes, plum cheeks,

I feel the breath of spring.

Who and * * *,

Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.

At first, I tried to sew shirts with gold thread.

The mountain pillow is inclined,

Pillow injury is a bad thing.

There is no good dream when you are alone.

Still smoking at midnight.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Changle Guan saw off his sister.

Tears wet Luo clothes full of powder,

Quadruple yangguan pass,

Sing all over Qian Qian.

The humanities mountain is long, and the water is broken.

It's raining, smelling the lonely house.

Farewell, hurt, confused,

Forgot to leave,

The wine glasses are deep and shallow,

In order to pass audio books to geese,

Donglai is not as far as Penglai.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Think about gathering relatives

There is not much joy at night,

Chang' an empty dream,

Recognize Chang 'an Road.

In order to report the spring scenery this year,

Flowers and the moon should be photographed together.

Casual cups and plates are sloppy,

Plum acid,

Just a hug.

Don't laugh when you are drunk,

The poor are as old as spring.

Yujiaao

The sky met clouds and fog,

Xinghe wants to turn to Qian Fan dance;

As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor,

Smell the sky,

Ask me politely where I'm going.

I reported the long road to dusk,

Learning poetry is full of amazing sentences;

90,000 Li Fengpeng is raising the flag,

The wind stopped,

Pengzhou blew away three mountains.

Yujiaao

Knowing spring in the snow,

Cold plums adorn delicate branches,

Sweet face, half-open, charming,

In court,

Jade bath new makeup.

Nature may be intentional,

So, teach the bright moon a little more exquisitely.

* * * The reward is green ants,

Don't stop getting drunk,

This flower is not comparable to the flowers in the group.

People are very attractive.

Reflections on the opening of the back pavilion

Jade is thin and fragrant,

Tan Shenxue powder,

I hate going to see May later this year.

Jiang Lou went through customs,

The water is far away among the clouds.

Sunny day and eternity,

The railing is very low, with green curtains.

Sitting on the guest,

Your honor is full of wine,

The song * * * Water flows and clouds break.

You can insert the south branch,

More frequent cutting,

Don't wait for the west building,

Count the Qiang pipes.

(For the first anonymous word, see Plum Garden, Volume 9)

Xiangzi

Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival

The grass is flying,

Alarmed the phoenix tree,

There is a deep sorrow on earth and in the sky.

Yuntai moon and earth,

The lock is heavy.

If you float vertically,

Floating,

Don't meet.

Star bridge magpie driving,

See you after many years,

Want to leave love, don't hate poverty.

Penny and Weaver Girl,

Is nothing more than separation.

It will be sunny for a while,

When it rains,

a violent gust of wind

Xiangzi

Heaven and Qiu Guang,

Turn around and feel hurt,

Exploring Jin Yingzhi's approach to Chongyang.

Wearing thin clothes for the first time,

The new taste of green ants,

Gradually,

After a rain,

Caught a cold.

The courtyard at dusk,

Sad and anxious,

When I wake up, the past is unbearable.

Can last forever,

The moon is empty.

Hearing the sound of anvil impact,

Whispering softly,

Long leaking sound.

Lonely goose

When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you will know that the preface doesn't match the latter.

The paper tent on the rattan bed fell asleep,

I can't say it, and I don't have any good ideas.

Shen cigarettes break the cold of jade furnace,

My feelings are like water.

Three strokes of flute,

May was heartbroken,

How many Chun Qing?

The wind and rain are sparse,

Hurry again, a thousand tears.

Oral sex to the emerald building,

Heartbroken for who?

One branch is folded,

On the earth and in the sky,

Nobody can deliver it.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Little brother Cang Chun,

Idle windows lock in the daytime,

The painting hall is infinitely deep.

The seal incense is burnt out,

Curtain hooks under the shadow of the sun.

It is best to grow plum blossoms by hand.

Why go upstairs in the water?

No one arrived,

Lonely as He Xun is in Yangzhou.

Never,

If Lyme wins,

Embarrassed by the rain,

Not resistant to wind rubbing.

Who is the flute,

Blow deep sorrow?

Don't hate incense and jade,

It's hard to leave passages and traces.

It's hard to say,

Bright windows and pale moon,

Thin shadow is still romantic.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Cao Fang pond,

Green courtyard,

The sun shone coldly through the screen window.

□□ golden lock,

It's a guest [mouth sand]

Lonely in the front seat,

Only the ends of the earth.

Can I stay?

You're all gone,

It still depends.

At that time,

Zeng Shengshang,

Raw incense and smoked sleeves,

Live fire divides tea.

The dragon teaches the horse,

Get off without pomp.

Not afraid of wind and rain,

Just weigh and boil the remaining flowers,

I still do,

Without arms,

Just like before.

(□: original missing word)

Memories of oral sex on the phoenix platform

Golden man,

Turn red,

Get up and comb your hair.

Ren Baoyu was covered in dust,

Hang the curtain in the sun.

Afraid of parting,

How much do you want to say?

New and thin,

Non-dry wine,

Not a sad autumn.

Hugh.

And come back here,

Ten thousand times in yangguan,

It's hard to stay.

Studying in Wu Lingren,

Smoke locked on Qin Lou.

Only the running water in front of the building,

Thinking about me all day, staring at me.

Staring at this place,

From now on,

New sadness.

Slow voice

Looking for it,

Cold and clear,

Sad and sad.

When the temperature was warm and cold that day,

This is the most difficult to arouse interest.

Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,

Why did you object to him, coming late and rushing?

Wild goose crossing also,

Is sad,

We're old acquaintances.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.

Haggard and hurt,

Who can pick it now?

Look at the window,

How can you be black alone?

The Indus River is drizzling,

At dusk, little by little.

This time,

What a sad sentence!

Qing dynasty was slow.

No grovelling,

Clever handling of carved fences,

I will monopolize the last spring.

Guest China was unmoved,

Elegant and naive.

After spending a lot of time,

A little dew, new makeup.

Charming and gorgeous,

Jealous wind laughs at the moon,

Long [bad belt] Dong Jun.

East side,

In the south,

Sunbathing pool hall,

Race incense wheel.

The feast is over,

Who can succeed Chen Fang?

A better palace of light,

The near edges of some branch are even,

Golden statue,

After all the candles,

No matter at dusk.

Niannujiao

Thoughts of love

Depressed courtyard,

It's windy and rainy in Mao Mao,

Heavy doors must be closed.

Touching willow flowers close to cold food,

All kinds of nasty weather.

Dangerous rhymes,

Hold your head up and wake up,

Don't be idle

After all,

A thousand worries are hard to send.

It's cold upstairs for a few days in spring.

Curtains are hung around,

Jade fence is lazy.

Lengxiang's new dream,

Don't be sad.

Clear dew and morning flow,

The launch of the new director,

How many springs!

The sun rises, smoke gathers,

See if it's sunny today.

Yongyule

Sunset melts gold,

Twilight and clouds combine,

Where are people?

With willow smoke,

Playing the flute and complaining,

What do you know about spring?

Lantern Festival,

Combine the weather,

The second is that there is no wind and rain?

Call, car BMW,

Thanks to his drinking buddies and poems.

On the day of zhongzhou,

The boudoir is free,

Remember points three to five.

Spread a green crown,

Draw golden snow willows,

Fight for Chu.

Now Haggard,

Wind and frost on the temples,

Afraid of going out at night.

Better hide under the curtains,

Listen to people laughing.

trolley

Chant white chrysanthemums

This small building is very cold.

Night falls.

Hate rain and relentless wind and rain,

Knead Qiongji at night.

It's not like, the imperial concubine is drunk,

Also don't like, Sun Shou frown.

Han Ling stole the fragrance,

Xu Niang Fufen,

Mo will be compared with nothing,

Take a closer look at Qu's mausoleum,

The charm is just right

The breeze rises,

Qingfen Ji Yun,

Irreducible [unitary].

Gradually autumn aperture,

Snow is clear and jade is thin,

I am infinitely reluctant to part with others.

Like sorrow, Han Fu was relieved.

Like tears, like poems.

Lang Yue Qingfeng,

Smoke and black rain,

Tianjiao is skinny.

Cherish it, I don't know. From now on,

How long did you stay?

Good human feelings,

Why do you remember more,

Zepan Dongli

Changshoule

Nanchang birthday

Slightly cold,

Looking at the sun, six leaves,

The first presentation of the order.

Love scenery and want to hang hibiscus,

Silver-leaking arrow,

Bucket back and forth.

On the occasion of celebrating Gao Hong,

A pearl is in your palm.

Having the quality of tolerance,

Get married.

So far,

Every day is a nobleman.

Glory,

Wen bu zi ban,

1 1. Gold medal and green ribbon.

It is more valuable to connect Tang Di and Yin.

Tiger symbolizes Xiong's family,

Divide the river.

The situation is close at hand,

After dawn and dusk.

Look at those colorful clothes,

I'm ashamed of myself.

By the Millennium,

Fingers outlive pine trees.

Subtract Mulan

Selling flowers on your shoulders,

I bought a spring flower.

Tears are light and even,

I still have traces of rosy clouds and dew.

Afraid lang would guess,

Slave noodles are not as delicious as flower noodles.

Yunbin Xiepin,

I want to show Longbi.

Swiss partridge

Double ginkgo biloba

Charm is not very elegant,

If you respect the former, you can become a slave.

Who pity the rivers and lakes,

Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither.

Who taught you to pick branches,

Ming Di is too real after being drunk.

Amateurs really broke up on purpose.

It is necessary to sing two new flavors.