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I first saw Su Shi's words, formerly known as "He Xinliang", because there is a sentence in the word "Milk Yan Feihua House, quietly unmanned, Tongyin turns to noon, and the evening is cool and new bath", hence the name. Later generations changed its name to "He Bridegroom", "Milk Yanfei" Yinzhao, "Golden Wisp Song", "Mink Qiu Feng Didn't Rent for Wine", "Golden Wisp Clothes", "Cha Ant Golden Wisp Words", "Golden Wisp Song", "Wind Knocking Bamboo", "Snow Moon Jiangshan Night" and so on.

He groom, the chainkeeper, Song Su Shi, the milk swallow Feihua house, quietly unmanned, Tongyin turned to noon, and the evening was cool and new. The hand makes the white fan, and the fan hand calls the wheel like jade for a while. Gradually sleepy, lonely and ripe.

Who will push the embroidery household outside the curtain? In vain, people are taught to dream of Yaotai song. But it is, the wind knocks the bamboo.

The pomegranate is half spit out the red scarf, and the floating flowers and waves are exhausted, accompanied by the monarch and the solitude. Qin Yan takes a closer look, and her heart is like a bundle. and fear of being frightened by the west wind.

If you wait for you to come here, you can't bear to touch the wine before the flower. A total of pink tears, two "He Bridegroom, Dead Woman's Death Day" Nalan Xingde.

When is this hatred gone? Dripping empty steps, cold and rain, funeral weather. Three years of long soul dreams, is a dream that should wake up for a long time. The material is also sense, and the world is tasteless. It is not as dusty as the night platform, deserted, and a sad place. The hairpin made a covenant and abandoned it.

If there is a Pisces in Chongquan. I know him well, and he has been bitter and happy all the time, and with whom he is dependent. I turned from midnight to side, and endured listening to the re-arrangement of Hunan strings. When it is over, he knows it. I'm afraid that both of them will have a thin life, and then they will be saved and the moon will be left in the wind. The tears were gone, and the cracked potato paper was ashed.

Just now, I suddenly found a beautiful ancient poem and famous sentence written by a well-known contemporary poet in the style of Nalan Rongruo, for reference:

The moon sinks in the night. Text: Li Zhiye.

The night is deep, deep, and the moon is heavy.

The wind blows and blows, and the waves are sparkling.

Drunk, drunk

Flowers fall and fall, people fall and fall.

Note: Shijingshan District is located in Beijing. It is named after "Shijingshan, the first immortal mountain of Yandu". In ancient times, there was no independent construction, and it once belonged to the five districts of Jiguo, Yanguo, Guangping County, Youdu County, Wanping County, and Beiping Special City, and was named Shijingshan District in 1952.

It is located at the southern foot of the Xishan Scenic Area and the alluvial fan of the Yongding River, the terrain is high in the north and low in the south, slightly undulating, and the northwest mountain is the remaining vein of Taihang Mountain. The per capita area of public green space is up to square meters, ranking first in the urban area of Beijing, and it is one of the areas with the richest forest resources, the highest green coverage rate and the largest number of public green spaces per capita in the urban area of Beijing. The scenery of the area is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are good, once swim it, suddenly there is a feeling, and then this poem is formed.

Lu once commented: "Dark damage to Shaohua, a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn" is light cyan, bitter and fragrant; "Peach blossom is ashamed to die ruthlessly, grateful to the east wind" is dark red, shocking; "In the late spring of the flying season, the green lock of the long door in the middle of the night" is jadeite-colored, as if the jadeite solidifies the blood of nature, and this word also retains the tears of time; The second "is that when the sun sets, only the slanting sun should be sent unaccompanied" is the white moon, undisguised sadness, which makes people's chests cold.

He Xinliang (Shuying Lin Scroll) has no color and is a kind of incense. No matter how strong the aroma is, it is also transparent, and this song has a strong emotion.

Excerpt from "The Biography of Nalan Rongruo".

I think that his words are ink color, shallow and deep, faint and thick, ......

In general, Nalan Rongruo is an adult on the outside and a child on the inside. He will not easily forget what he has passed in the past. Personally, I think his poetry has a good background, like a rainbow, different things will splash brilliant colors under his pen.

I write my heart by hand, so it is.

Personally, it should be aqua blue. His words are sad but not sad, clear but not glamorous, Rong Ruo's heart is as innocent as water and as gentle as water, but there is coolness and sadness.

Nalan Rongruo's words are his collection of words, which songs do you want from him? There's no such thing you need - txt "The Biography of Nalan Rongruo"!

Upstairs is just a catalog.

No, ......I went to Excellence and bought a copy, I bought it, it's a very good book, it is about Nalan's life, and he uses poetry to annotate life.

I looked for something like it on the internet, and it doesn't seem to be anything similar.

Not sure. But in "If Life Is Only as First Seen", "When I Knew It Was Ordinary" and "The Biography of Nalan Rongruo" written by Su Ying and Xia Ruyi, it was vaguely said on time that it was Lu's. But "He Xinliang" was indeed written for that woman.

Because it was impossible to write about Baimei in the summer, it was only written to a certain girl in white who was present at the time. Shadow Pro Scroll. With frost, high and low, powder and fat are all sent.

Don't be charming, the red candles are all gone. Take advantage of the bright moon and the light to float the ice cocoon. It is just a portrayal with the god of flowers, and there is no depth of light ink.

Holding a barrier, exhibiting at night. The remnants are more and more visible. On the opposite side, the hibiscus jade blooms, and the crane feathers the silver flat.

But when he was comforted by white clothes, he was a floating cloud dog. Dust separation, soft red stealing. The curtain west wind people are not sleepy, and they are willing to cherish the birds.

Hugh put it, and cut it down. Very beautiful artistic conception. It is estimated that the girl must have blushed and did not dare to look up.