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Anonymous users2024-02-11Butterfly loves flowers Su Shi.
The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. There is little willow blowing on the branches. There is no grass at the end of the world.
Swing inside the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter faded into silence. Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed.
Butterfly Love Flower Ouyang Xiu.
How deep is the courtyard? The willows pile up smoke, and the curtain has no repetition. Yule carved saddle tour smelter, the height of the building does not see Zhangtai Road.
The rain and wind are wild in March twilight, the door is covered at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing.
Butterfly Love Flower Ouyang Xiu.
Who abandons leisure for a long time? Every time spring comes, the melancholy is still there. I often get sick and drink before I spend every day, and I don't want to be thin in the mirror.
The willows on the riverside green embankment, in order to ask new sorrows, what is there every year? The independent small bridge is full of sleeves, and the Hirabayashi Crescent people are behind.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10Fortune operator. Wang Guan.
The water is the eye waves, and the mountains are the eyebrows. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, the eyebrows are bright.
Only then did he send the spring back, and then sent the king back. If you go to Jiangnan to catch the spring, you must live with the spring.
Fortune operator. Su shi.
The lack of moon hangs dredging paulownia, and the initial tranquility of people is missing. Who sees a lonely person coming and going, ethereal and lonely.
Startled but turned back, there was hatred and no one to think. Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to perch, and the lonely sandbar is cold.
Fortune operator. Li Zhiyi.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love.
Fortune operator. Shi Xiaoyou.
How to see it, how to don't do it, don't see it and how hard to see, and it will be difficult to prove it later.
How to go, how to live. It should be difficult to live and it is difficult to go, and it is difficult to pay at this time.
Fortune operator. Yan Rui.
It's not about loving the wind and dust, it seems to be mistaken by the front edge. Flowers fall and bloom from time to time, always thanks to the monarch of the East.
If you go, you must go, and you must live how you live! If the head is full of mountain flowers, don't ask where the slave returns.
Fortune operator. Gao Guan Guo.
Qu index spring comes, snap fingers to startle spring. The cobwebs outside the eaves fall into flowers, and they should also stay in spring.
A few days of spring sunshine, a few nights of spring rain. Twelve carved windows and six curved screens, the title is full of sad sentences.
Fortune operator. Lu.
Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy.
has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Moonlit Nights — Don Du Fu.
Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks alone.
Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.
The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry.
Moonlit Night" — Don Liu Fangping.
The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.
Moonlit Nights — Song Lu You.
The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.
The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.
Miscellaneous poems by Wang Wei.
If you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown.
In front of the window in the coming day, the cold plum blossoms?
Miscellaneous poems. Tao Yuanming.
Glory is difficult to live for a long time, and the prosperity and decline are immeasurable.
In the past, it was three spring ferns, and now it is an autumn lotus room.
Severe frost and weeds, withered and unrelieved.
The sun and the moon are still in the week, and I am no longer yang.
When I look forward to the past, I remember this heartbreak.
Eight miscellaneous poems by Tao Yuanming.
Life has no roots, floating like dust.
Scattered and wind-by-wind, this is not the case.
Landing as brothers, why bother with flesh and blood!
Have fun and drink and gather next to each other.
If the golden year does not come again, it will be difficult to regain the morning in one day.
Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08"Moonlit Night".
Don Du Fu. Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks alone.
Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.
The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry.
Moonlit Night" — Don Liu Fangping.
The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.
Moonlit Nights — Song Lu You.
The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.
The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.
Moonlit Nights - Don Wei Yingwu.
The bright moon flows in the spring city, and the dew accumulates fragrant grass.
Sitting and thinking that the window is empty, and the scenery is good.
Qingjing is like a god, and many people are injured and grow old.
Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.
When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.
In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.
Moonlit Night" - Don Huashan old man.
The sound of the stream is endless, and the stream is full of wild flowers.
Since I go, I don't know, and I often return to the empty mountains and moons.
Moonlit Nights – Don Luyin.
The dew is cool and raw, and no one is full of moon.
It smells bad against the river waves, looking at the white elm star in vain.
The trees surround the solitary magpie, and the windows fly and the fireflies are dark.
Shift the time to stay in the orchid shadow, and think about learning together.
Two songs of "Moonlit Night".
Song Wang Anshi.
One of them is that the mountain spring falls into the clear side, and the moon is on the quiet road.
It's a pity that this is a good place, and there is no one to see it.
The mouth of the daikou is in the dark, and it is necessary to go to the west.
Call the servant to hug the grass and reinstate the southeast note.
Second, the moon is swaying to see the flowing water, and the water is swaying the moon.
The grass and trees have bloomed, and the mountains and rivers have been cleared.
At the threshold of the robe, the green net number of hairs.
Who can save her and bow down to Lingbo socks.
Moonlit Night" - Song Chen and Yi.
The independent night is shining, and the sound of the reeds is far away.
The wind under the moon is rippling, and the reckless white dragon scales.
The shade is condensed by grass and trees, and the summer is full of stars.
The dust of the world has not disappeared, and the rivers and lakes are talking.
A few nights in life, chaotic generations are here.
Hu is a lot of fun, but the situation is easy to show.
The three bigger fish dances quietly and shockingly.
Forever cherish the whale riders, and make the smoke new.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07"Moonlit Night".
Don Du Fu. Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks alone.
Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.
The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry.
Moonlit Night" — Don Liu Fangping.
The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.
Moonlit Nights — Song Lu You.
The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.
The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.
Moonlit Nights - Don Wei Yingwu.
The bright moon flows in the spring city, and the dew accumulates fragrant grass.
Sitting and thinking that the window is empty, and the scenery is good.
Qingjing is like a god, and many people are injured and grow old.
Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.
When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.
In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.
Moonlit Night" - Don Huashan old man.
The sound of the stream is endless, and the stream is full of wild flowers.
Since I go, I don't know, and I often return to the empty mountains and moons.
Moonlit Nights – Don Luyin.
The dew is cool and raw, and no one is full of moon.
It smells bad against the river waves, looking at the white elm star in vain.
The trees surround the solitary magpie, and the windows fly and the fireflies are dark.
Shift the time to stay in the orchid shadow, and think about learning together.
Two songs of "Moonlit Night".
Song Wang Anshi.
One of them is that the mountain spring falls into the clear side, and the moon is on the quiet road.
It's a pity that this is a good place, and there is no one to see it.
The mouth of the daikou is in the dark, and it is necessary to go to the west.
Call the servant to hug the grass and reinstate the southeast note.
Second, the moon is swaying to see the flowing water, and the water is swaying the moon.
The grass and trees have bloomed, and the mountains and rivers have been cleared.
At the threshold of the robe, the green net number of hairs.
Who can save her and bow down to Lingbo socks.
Moonlit Night" - Song Chen and Yi.
The independent night is shining, and the sound of the reeds is far away.
The wind under the moon is rippling, and the reckless white dragon scales.
The shade is condensed by grass and trees, and the summer is full of stars.
The dust of the world has not disappeared, and the rivers and lakes are talking.
A few nights in life, chaotic generations are here.
Hu is a lot of fun, but the situation is easy to show.
The three bigger fish dances quietly and shockingly.
Forever cherish the whale riders, and make the smoke new.
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Anonymous users2024-02-06Painting Mei Ming Fang Xiaoru.
At the beginning of the light snow, the moon disappeared in the middle of the pool, and two or three branches were seen in the distance by the fence. The fragrance is spread to the heart of heaven, and the ordinary plants and trees are not known.
Painting Mei Ming Chen Daofu.
The bamboo fence is fragrant with wild plums, and the snow is divided into the drunken country. The paper sleeps alone in spring, and the cars and horses are busy laughing.
Painting Mei Ming Chen Daofu.
The plum blossoms proudly occupy the group, and the snow queen pursues and laughs at me busy. Fold a hanging bamboo cane, and there is a fragrance on the way back.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Remembering the south of the Yangtze River, the countryside is miscellaneous at four o'clock, etc.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04"Moonlit Night".
Don Du Fu. Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks alone.
Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.
The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry.
Moonlit Night" — Don Liu Fangping.
The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.
Moonlit Nights — Song Lu You.
The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.
The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.
Moonlit Nights - Don Wei Yingwu.
The bright moon flows in the spring city, and the dew accumulates fragrant grass.
Sitting and thinking that the window is empty, and the scenery is good.
Qingjing is like a god, and many people are injured and grow old.
Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.
When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.
In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.
Moonlit Night" - Don Huashan old man.
The sound of the stream is endless, and the stream is full of wild flowers.
Since I go, I don't know, and I often return to the empty mountains and moons.
Moonlit Nights – Don Luyin.
The dew is cool and raw, and no one is full of moon.
It smells bad against the river waves, looking at the white elm star in vain.
The trees surround the solitary magpie, and the windows fly and the fireflies are dark.
Shift the time to stay in the orchid shadow, and think about learning together.
Two songs of "Moonlit Night".
Song Wang Anshi.
One of them is that the mountain spring falls into the clear side, and the moon is on the quiet road.
It's a pity that this is a good place, and there is no one to see it.
The mouth of the daikou is in the dark, and it is necessary to go to the west.
Call the servant to hug the grass and reinstate the southeast note.
Second, the moon is swaying to see the flowing water, and the water is swaying the moon.
The grass and trees have bloomed, and the mountains and rivers have been cleared.
At the threshold of the robe, the green net number of hairs.
Who can save her and bow down to Lingbo socks.
Moonlit Night" - Song Chen and Yi.
The independent night is shining, and the sound of the reeds is far away.
The wind under the moon is rippling, and the reckless white dragon scales.
The shade is condensed by grass and trees, and the summer is full of stars.
The dust of the world has not disappeared, and the rivers and lakes are talking.
A few nights in life, chaotic generations are here.
Hu is a lot of fun, but the situation is easy to show.
The three bigger fish dances quietly and shockingly.
Forever cherish the whale riders, and make the smoke new.
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Anonymous users2024-02-03"Moonlit Night".
Don Wei Yingwu.
The bright moon flows in the spring city, and the dew accumulates fragrant grass.
Sitting and thinking that the window is empty, and the scenery is good.
Qingjing is like a god, and many people are injured and grow old.
Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.
When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.
In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.
Moonlit Night" - Don Huashan old man.
The sound of the stream is endless, and the stream is full of wild flowers.
Since I go, I don't know, and I often return to the empty mountains and moons.
Moonlit Nights – Don Luyin.
The dew is cool and raw, and no one is full of moon.
It smells bad against the river waves, looking at the white elm star in vain.
The trees surround the solitary magpie, and the windows fly and the fireflies are dark.
Shift the time to stay in the orchid shadow, and think about learning together.
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Anonymous users2024-02-02In the afterglow of nostalgia.
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp, I was here, my mother grew up there, homesickness was a narrow ticket, I was here, the bride was behind, homesickness was a low grave, I was outside, my mother was inside, and now, homesickness was a shallow strait, I was at this end, the mainland was at that end, homesickness Xi Murong.
The song of the hometown is a flute with a clear branch.
It always rings on a moonlit night.
The face of his hometown is a vague melancholy.
It's like waving goodbye in the fog.
Homesickness after parting is a tree without annual rings.
Never grow old. Homesickness is bright and bright.
Tears of homesickness.
Dripping under the eaves on a rainy day.
Rice in a bowl. Swallow it in your stomach.
Leave homesick people intoxicated.
Drunk in a dream. Dream in the village.
It's a reed flute.
Song in the hearts of homesickers.
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Anonymous users2024-02-01Moonlit Nights — Don Du Fu.
Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks alone.
Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.
The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry.
Moonlit Night" — Don Liu Fangping.
The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.
Moonlit Nights — Song Lu You.
Xiao Xinghan holds the full bed of the first moon when he is drunk, and the jade pot is not cold.
The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.
Moonlit Nights - Don Wei Yingwu.
The bright moon flows in the spring city, and the dew accumulates fragrant grass.
Sitting and thinking that the window is empty, and the scenery is good.
Qingjing is like a god, and many people are injured and grow old.
Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.
When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.
In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.
Moonlit Night" - Don Huashan old man.
The sound of the stream is endless, and the stream is full of wild flowers.
Since I go, I don't know, and I often return to the empty mountains and moons.
Moonlit Nights – Don Luyin.
The dew is cool and raw, and no one is full of moon.
It smells bad against the river waves, looking at the white elm star in vain.
The trees surround the solitary magpie, and the windows fly and the fireflies are dark.
Move the time to stay in the orchid shadow, and the file Qingsi learns Fangxin together.
Two songs of "Moonlit Night".
Song Wang Anshi.
One of them is that the mountain spring is old and excited, and the moon is on the quiet road.
It's a pity that this is a good place, and there is no one to see it.
The mouth of the daikou is in the dark, and it is necessary to go to the west.
Call the servant to hug the grass and reinstate the southeast note.
Second, the moon is swaying to see the flowing water, and the water is swaying the moon.
The grass and trees have bloomed, and the mountains and rivers have been cleared.
At the threshold of the robe, the green net number of hairs.
Who can save her and bow down to Lingbo socks.
Moonlit Night" - Song Chen and Yi.
The independent night is shining, and the sound of the reeds is far away.
The wind under the moon is rippling, and the reckless white dragon scales.
The shade is condensed by grass and trees, and the summer is full of stars.
The dust of the world has not disappeared, and the rivers and lakes are talking.
A few nights in life, chaotic generations are here.
Hu is a lot of fun, but the situation is easy to show.
The three bigger fish dances quietly and shockingly.
Forever cherish the whale riders, and make the smoke new.
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