Sixty-four poems

Second Rhyme Liu Jingwen West Lake Pad

Both parents are as long as two peaks and often bump into Lu Zhong. I will resign from Liu Gonggan, but I think Liu Shilong is absent-minded. white

Slightly similar to pity you, Castle Peak allows me to follow suit. I am now a 600-stone official, and I am ashamed of my forbearance.

The second rhyme answers Ma Zhongyu.

Bodhisattva's giant feet rose from the peak and accumulated a year of celebration. All descendants of Lingyun have phoenixes, while Ciming brothers are not dragons. river

Liang looked at the clouds. Why not bring wine to the poetry club? Only the West Lake is like Xizi, so it should be turned into a gentleman's capacity.

I went to Hangzhou for sixteen years and stayed for two years, but I consciously went to live. The source is as thick as lotte, although it is far from my name.

On March 6th, I came to bid farewell to the Taoist priests in the North and South Mountains, and with a gift from Chou Shi, I made three quatrains for Tianzhu Huijing.

At that time, shirts and temples were all green, and they insisted on comforting each other. The decline of hair is only white today, and we have to talk about the afterlife.

Source vaguely like lotte, dare to decline compared with the former sages. He retired from Luoshe and lived in seclusion for twenty years.

In the first 600 days in the county, I don't remember going to the mountains several times. I'm going to Tianzhu peak, too. I'm going to plant roots everywhere.

The second answer Huang Anzhong and Jane are in the Woods.

Old and disheartened, the river is getting stronger and stronger. That's as bad as spending money on it, and I envy Suzhou and Hangzhou for raising Lotte. disease

It is difficult for the lungs to brew white wine in a spring, but it is difficult for the intestines to wind the strings for three nights. The immortals asked me to go home, and * * * borrowed the cool breeze from Yuchuan.

Farewell, Taoist Chen Gong.

The dark moon is in turbid water. Why is it unclear? An inch of field is full of thorns, and pears and dates can't be born. When is it really against me? Time is now.

Proud. If you meet a foreigner repeatedly, you will know that customs is light. Geng Shengfeng, unwilling to turn to Nanrong. It seems that I know this Taoist priest late.

Su Shi laughed at the cloud in the north mountain, but I'm not going back to agriculture. The immortal Hanyin Horse went incognito. It's annoying not to see each other up close.

The child's name. I'm willing to go home empty-handed and ride the Hengjiang whale alone.

The second rhyme consists of two landscapes painted by Wang Jinqing.

When I am old, I look at paintings for nothing and swim in my dreams. Peach blossoms fall, and water flows to the world.

Mountain people used to follow the clouds, but today they are driven by customs and do not return with the water. Because I have a good place on my chest, I can draw it at once.

In another book, Wang Jinqing painted four poems, the history of Yin Shan.

When I didn't know this halal, I forced my husband to plan Gyllen. Waiting is the trace of the world. Who is the golden valley of mosquitoes?

In another book, Wang Jinqing painted four poems and rode the snow.

There are two beautiful mountains, the snowy moon, and the two sides talk about thunder at night. I still can't see Diane, just to ask where I'm from.

In another book, Wang Jinqing painted four poems, Siming fanatic.

There is even a little dust at the ends of my hair, which is not the case in the mountains. The madman comes home when he thinks of it, and asks for more innocence.

Also, Wang Jinqing painted four poems, Cisse Storm.

I was homeless when the oblique wind and drizzle came. Look up at the clouds, the clouds are innocent, and the rivers and seas turn into hemp fibers.

Broken piano poems (with quotations)

As the old saying goes, Fang Fang tasted the slaughter of Lushi in Kaiyuan, walked with Taoist Xing Hepu, crossed Xiakou Village and sat in an abandoned Buddhist temple.

Gu Panasonic. Hepu sent someone to dig the ground and got the books of Teacher Lou and Master Yong hidden in the urn. He smiled and said, "I still remember this?"

Because of disappointment, he realized that he would always be a teacher. Liu Ziyu, an old friend, treasured this painting, and Yun was the object of restoring ancient ways in Tang Ben in Song Dynasty.

On March 19th, six years, Yuan You returned to Korea from Hangchow and lived on the Wusong River. The dream elder Zhong Shu gave it a piano and played it.

Different sounds, according to which, the loss of the piano is quite large, but there are thirteen strings. Yu Fang lamented: "Although it is damaged, it can still be repaired."

He said, "What about Nye's thirteen strings?" Without answering, he recited a poem: "By chance, the broken piano has thirteen strings today.

If you meet Xing Hepu in this life, you won't believe that Qin Zheng is a clear spring. "You know the so-called dream, both asleep and forgotten. tomorrow

Sleeping and dreaming during the day, using the previous words to reason, and then reciting his poems, only to realize that it is extremely appropriate, meaning not a dream. What a strange question, guy

I don't know in June, I met my son Wen and asked him for a painting, which is what I dreamed of writing poems and books. The jade son

The famous Jin is good at writing poems and cursive scripts. Retro celebrities, painting landscapes and plants, are wonderful for a while. Zhong Shu's book "Life and Abandonment".

Studying Buddhism at home and learning nothing is also a strange man.

Although the broken piano has not been repaired, it is full of meaning. Who says thirteen strings, syllables like jade. The new piano is high in the air and the strings are silent.

Attached wood. Just like a lyre, it keeps pace with the world. Poor family law, do as the Romans do. I know Dong, but I don't.

No conditions.

After Wang Jinqing's painting

Chou Shi squatted at the foot of the mountain, while Chang Song was lying in the water. Test your eyesight and count it as Yunfeng.

Listen to the martial artist.

The breeze opens the curtain all day long, and tonight the cool moon hangs on the eaves. If you can understand what Ruo is in the harp, you will fall in love with Tao Qian in the poem.

In June of six years, he called Wen Fu from Hangzhou. I read three old poems in Dong Tang.

Before sunset, Yutangyin planted flowers hand in hand. But I found the taste 30 years ago. I drank tea before lunch.

The dream still shook the corridor, so the old man came to Yingxiang. What can white hair at the temples do? An empty post is good.

(Fa Tie has Shu Yun written by Chu Suiliang. Today, his hair and beard are all white. )

I came to the east to call me back, and the declining years have forced me to go up the mountain. The article Cao Zhi can laugh today, but it is just a poem.

The second rhyme consists of a landscape painting by book Wang Jinqing and two poems by Jin Qing.

I was late, so I taught the same son to respect him. I really want to have a rest with soup. Long Yun sent me a letter from the mountain, and the snowy moon chased the boat from Junxi. can

Look at the flying fairy tiger head, but it's here to pick up the hair and hang upside down. (Zi Mei Shi Yun: Tianwu and Zifeng hang upside down in the short brown. ) Wang

Sun Zuo is Xuanzhenzi, and the drizzle and oblique wind don't wet gulls.

Talking at the moment is delusional, and several people under the forest are really broken. My heart is like a pool of moon, and your body is like a boat. look

Draw a picture of a crane with two temples and send an old sheepskin back to the field. I will go with Shilong next year, and there are no two gulls in the sea.

Feel the old poems (and quote them)

In Jiayou, Yu Yu and Ziyou made the same policy and lived in Huaiyuan Post. At that time, he was 26 years old and Ziyou was 23 years old.

One day, the autumn wind started, it was raining, and it suddenly came to an end in the middle of the night before I felt the meaning of separation. People who travel around but have never met.

Ten, seven, eight. At the turn of summer and autumn, the wind blows and the rain blows, and the trees fall and the grass withers. This feeling will take 30 years to establish. Yuanfeng

When I was in Huanggang, Ziyou was also demoted to Yunzhou, and I tasted poetry to remember it. Yuan You has been recalled from Hangchow for six years.

Living in Dongfu, my son came back to live for several months before he got your yin. He wrote poetry at the age of 56 and left his son behind.

The pillow beside the pillow is late, but the night is still early. The car hub is ringing in the pillow, and the guest dreams long. The new autumn leaves, and the wind and rain are shocking.

The bridal chamber walks alone, ashamed of the moon shadow, and feels cold at first. I remember Huaiyuan. I went to Huanggang in exile. For 30 years, this embrace

Never forget. Knock on the door and shout "A Tong". It's too healthy to sleep in peace. Castle Peak reflects Fahua, which counts as three.

Monthly grain. I want to walk from your shadow to Tongjiang Zhang. I want to see the stones and persimmon cream in the ice tray. (I want to invite Dongchuan to return,

These two things belong to Dongchuan. ) Reiko Kobayakawa met a wise Lord, and his worries were tasted again. When can I complete my service to my country? My heart has been falling for a long time.

The fish in Dong Tang, the West Lake, which dried up in autumn, was very embarrassed, because the visitor called Xitang, where Teacher Jing moved, a laughing place, and the wine kept him awake at night.

Write a fish song.

The duckweed in Dongchi is semi-sticky, and it splits and jumps out from the fish's back. The autumn water in Xichi Lake is still empty, and the dance is wide and deep. I

I intend to move, but I always keep my appetite and endure it. I was shocked at first when I saw the silver knife coming out of the battle. Chou Dan

I have counted the scales, but I don't believe that the long beach is separated from the sea. After a while, I found my feet outside. Knowing nothing is no fun.

Dragon seed, I'm afraid there will be a storm. Next spring, the water will rise to the West Lake, so that we can forget each other.

Answer Professor Zhao, Chen before releasing the fish.

The same big piece scares all beings, and the gun is not envious of the wind. The clear autumn has swallowed the cloud dream, and the Yellow River has seen the Tianmen Belt. long

Ironically, Hanzi is narrow and ugly, and a complete whale is not enough. Dongpo is also a poor man, collecting fine sand. The dead will be repaired.

Eight beaches, want to go fishing for seven miles. Just as the fish escaped from the net, it didn't swim out of the creation. And use two words to adjust the new sentence.

On the lake, there will be a windy moon in high autumn. For you, I called a wooden sausage, but I sang on both sides of the sea.

On September 15, I looked at the moon and listened to a song by Qinxi Lake.

Grass grows in the white dew, and Wei Yun rolls in the blue sky. Who is the lonely light for? It seems to be for me and you. Sit at four o'clock when the water rises and falls, and the rivers fall.

Bottle. It keeps me from getting drunk. I still hate that the piano has strings and the fish is in a mess. Playing an old song sadly, beautiful ears

This is not new. In good times, the pitch is lost, which shows that Ning Chao is unconscious. I know that in this life, I have no reason to be confused.

The second rhyme, Xie, You and Ouyang Shubi's brothers

Li Changji can write poetry and Yang Ziyun can read. You can live in this mansion and sit in the noise and win two kings. Death will go to Jianghu and float me five times.

How Shi Zun stayed as soon as possible is still intoxicated by the world. Or advise you not to write poems, your children will weave patterns. Zhu Xian sighed three times in a row, which was harmless.

Common sense. * * * Find two Ouyang, and take a salary cut at dusk. There is a sweet well at home, which will not be turbid in the end.

Four songs to send master Ouyang's book to the city

Feng Chu's son grows taller every day, his hair turns pale, and he laughs at me. I read toothpicks and 30 thousand axes, but I came to xiaoyi to try the knife.

The source has been hated for many years, a bottle of hose. Jianghu is old when it is near, and old when it is young.

The white horse is full of spring water, and the white fish is still as happy as Jianghuai. Your majesty has restored the wine in the ice hall, and even advised him to repaint Fang Zhai.

White towels are hung on the roadside, just like the old moss. The old country is still a tree, and the punishment is seen again.

Fan Ying

I like being near the water. I have a strange idea. Ten days to the official, nine days to the river. Laughing between officials and people makes you old.

Crazy, too. Make you not stupid, flowing and graceful. It's not too late to drive around the county for more than ten miles. Straight, clear and dirty.

Qu eryi Draw a boat, look down at the mirror and ask yourself who you are with a smile. I suddenly developed scales and messed up my eyebrows. Scattered into hundreds of Dongpo, hectares.

Carved here. This is not a thin face, I am entertaining. The sound and smell, the dazzling child upside down. Waiting is a joke,

There is little phosphorus in the water. And Ouyang, the same towering teacher. Different views have their own merits, and * * * is endowed with extensive poetry.

Old man Liu Guantang's cursive poems

Life has images, dreams have no roots. When Fang Qi dreams, there is nothing, but when the bubble loses its tone, the situation is different. clean

The electricity was exhausted before the dew, and this extinction was the real me. Clouds are as white as ash, but they don't wither. They are all ignorant of taking part in accidental amusement. Become a doctor

Forget the body, cursive script must learn to chat and entertain yourself. When I put pen to paper, I called Zhou Yue slave, and the squirrel drank pine. Jade vine opens snow skin,

Youlong is a human being, so don't be shy. (six views, take six things such as dreams in the Diamond Sutra. old

Man, a monk, is good at medical cursive script, and his writing is far-reaching, but people don't know how expensive it is, so he pretends to be this poem. )

The second rhyme is found in Liu Jingwen.

Two carp came from Huaishang to the east and crossed the rivers and lakes with the letter. If you look closely, the ink is faint, and you want to raise a crane. strong

It is safe for scholars to use this, but scholars can't do without it. Don't think a thousand miles about an old horse, and lament the lack of a pot of saliva when you are drunk.

Er Yun, Zhao Jingyao, and Du Liang Ouyang's poems broke the old wine ring.

Business is still mourning, and the years are suddenly falling. Although Qin Xiang was not tuned, I was still afraid to stay. This is rhyme, not gold mine.

Stone flow. Xihe gave birth to five sons, with a total angle of silver hook. There are two promises at home, and I can't write them down. Your writing can't be poetic, this language.

Do you believe it or not? A thousand bells are Yao, and a hundred bells are mountains. Tao, a poor man, is white. That's because of the wine. I'm drunk.

Then don't be afraid of seagulls. Ming should punish the second son who washed two jade boats.

Uncle Biyun often doesn't drink, so he doesn't write poems to persuade him to drink often.

I'm afraid of people who drink, so I don't complain. I have been poor in poetry all my life, and I can't help but vomit. Spitting wine is like a good poem, and the liver and stomach are raw.

I am very dirty. It is better to lose money with this, and the sky is not enough to compensate. We are not two things, who is time? This is a plan to be sad for a long time.

This is a big mistake. Second, Europe is not without poetry, and it hates children not drinking. Being strong for a while will not be a kind of sorrow. Make a promise like a sunny day, help

The pen should be self-assigned. He sang at the age of five, and the mountain king counted for a while.

Write three quatrains to show the four gentlemen.

Retire as an official, and drink as home. Might as well set your mind at ease and lie down and watch the lingering curtain fragrance.

What disease do you want to send safely? Over the years, the ancient wells have not given birth to annual rings. I only worry about playing an idle teenager, but I regard it as water.

The small pavilion lies in the low window, clearly silent. Vimo shows that I am really sick. Who knows Dongpo?

Not long after I arrived in Britain, the public funds had been used up, and the kitchen was bored and made a few words.

I used to be in Wu Dong, and I want to write a new book. I don't know spring when I'm empty, but worry first. Chat with yourself when you have picked it all. It's not good to eat chrysanthemums.

Dare to be stingy. Time is today's geometry, and teeth are getting thinner and thinner. Fortunately, this county is old and still in its early decade. The drink in the dream is empty and really full.

It's also empty. There are barefoot maids who can make tail fish. Everyone knows his dream, so be careful not to go back to the song.

Jing often has a poem, and Uncle Bi Jimo once promised to reply with this sentence.

Your family's style of writing is the highest in Xijing, and the poetry world builds wine soldiers. Don't sow carelessly, so that teachers need old students. bright

Who will suffer from the fall of Zheng Bo? Last night, Hou Bi was stunned. From then on, the meaning of drunkenness is in the world, and it should be done at one stroke. (Wen Wengong)

To Su and Mei: I am also willing to help Yong and encourage him. Happiness is a kind of enjoyment in the world. )

Donate the moon to the elders.

The sky depends on a hat, and the earth and the water turn twice. Five tyrants, there will be a dust. Fame is half a piece of paper, children are waves.

Bitter and bitter, the child has a broken foot, and the capacity is five times. Ten years later, I am an Inter Milan man. Sit on the stove and talk softly.

The meaning is very real. White as snow, with a red unicorn in it. Don't touch the red unicorn, but the gray one. Sitting quietly hand in hand, the wall

The wall is serious. Hate many guests tonight, dirty white towel. Come alone the next night, don't disturb the host and guests. Futon sitting paper

Li Shimin, you have to look at me.

The second rhyme answers Qian Mufu's poems "You Yin" and "Voyaging on the Moon".

The exhaustion of Da Geng has left this group, while Feng Xiao kindly closes the door. (Ishimoto invited his brother's relatives to the county. ) Yutang couldn't help it.

Plough hand, frost temples should draw deer moustache. Although there are no two heroes in Jude Wong, (the son is straight and the father is deep. ) there are still two euros in love.

(Bi Shu, Ji Mo. ) Qing poetry has entered a new song and dance, and people all over the country should know what to say.

"Ming Yun of Meng Jiao's Tomb from the Han Dynasty" cited his poems for the prosperity of Wang Dingguo, and his poems also came to poetry.

There is no agreement on answering this question.

Often full, full and hungry. Changshi is like paste, which makes people look good. It is better to be angry and depressed.

Enduring. Although the clouds are old, they rob the safe place. It is best to be ambitious and ambitious. Cultivation of heaven and earth, Monk

No, I bully people. People say Wei Boyong is worried about his children. How can you be like Lou Lianzi? You can talk and laugh, but you are A Qin's teacher. Be careful not to complain and slander, but

I am well informed. Mud flowers, fecal bacteria. Thanks to this good knowledge, I'm dying. I don't need to say anything more,

Leng Wenzi knew it.

Send Ouyang tuiguan to Iowa to supervise the wine.

I think Wen Zhongjun is public, and all four sons surpass him. The diameter of the clock is inches, and it shines like the moon. A good poem is a real rabbit. Write first.

Stork. A confidant, such as Zhou Lang, has a wonderful exposition. The article is incomplete, learning the Tao and exploring the secluded hole. Death is the Lord of Changbai, name.

This book is crimson. (After arriving in Xining, Zhong Chun's father met his servant in JD.COM and said, "In my dream, the Taoist confessed to me and said:

God commands you to be the Lord of Changbai Mountain. Why is this auspicious? "Next year, zhongchun's father is gone. ) Sad and clear, I have been with Bai Ou.

No, I'm glad to meet three teenagers, all of whom have thousands of miles of bones. It's not difficult to reach a thousand miles, no calendar. I wish my son a book in the face of bitterness.

Water.

10 14, I complained of illness and acted alone.

The cypress tree doesn't know autumn, and the empty court loses its swing. You can get a good shade. When you sit in the open air, you can drink alone. The moonlight is slightly clear, especially in the fog.

Thin. The children know nothing. They are talking to Weng Lezheng. Cupressus orientalis kernel is burned in a copper furnace, and yam is cooked in Shi Ding. A glass of moon dew, Vientiane

It's a mess This life is lonely and fortunate, and the wind cable is at the beginning. I fled to Qiao Song. Don't worry about the wind waiting,

This is a lonely scene. Ling Ran's mood is empty, as if for the sake of sheng crane.

Try the medicine alone, have a bright future, and gentlemen look forward to the beautiful scenery of jathyapple tomorrow. Don't forget that it is a poem.

Melting lead and boiling white stone deceive oneself by making jade. Cut into wine glasses and copy Dingzhou porcelain. Although the lotus plumule is shallow and narrow, it has a good mirror.

Powerful. It is your bounden duty to keep this honor. Cao Hou, the world is at peace and the country is a teacher. Drink a few stones and blink.

It looks like it. The more romantic the prince and grandson are, the more amazing the poetry and wine are. I'm glad I have this guest. Jade cups don't serve. Please invite Chen Ou and ask.

It's too late to get sick. Call the children to sweep the moon pavilion and help the sick to be good.

Ouyang Jimo wrote a poem about seeing the salary of two pills of oily smoke ink.

The book window picks up all the coal, and the Buddha's account sweeps the incense. I worked hard for thousands of nights and received this inch of jade. Idiots are afraid of old age, so is decay.

Vegetation. Want to be a Dongshan pine, nirvana to be a Nanshan bamboo. Jian Mo is bitter and brittle. It's no use sighing. And when injecting insect fish, don't grass.

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Tomorrow I will feed on big fish, weighing 20 Jin, and I will invite poetry to type again.

Han Ting is nine feet old. Who looks like old Fang Shuo? That will be an inch of gold, so that you can study for three winters. Fish should be washed by themselves, and the scales are light.

Zhuo Yu. I am a Whale Rider, and I can talk about it.

And Zhao Jingyao planted juniper.

How old are you? There are clouds everywhere. The land is connected with the Dansha well, and the green cow king is materialized. There are regenerated branches from time to time.

Lingtan view, there is reincarnation. ) and make a left-click pattern. The prince's grandson has an ancient meaning and his study is elegant. We should pity these four obedient children,

Don't fall into the wooden group. The body is equipped with pine and cypress posture, and the gas contains bitter orange fumigation. At first, I was upright, but I didn't have a dragon with tendons. The termites in the nest root are messy,

Ye Qiu is full of insects, but this is the beginning of coverage, so it is necessary to close the planting areas. He is only three inches old, but he knows nothing about it.

Ye Xian asked for his grave, but recited poems.

The spiritual zone has different attributes, and the country has no hidden treasures. During the hundred years of Chengping, the people were half neat. Jian Xi Fu Qiwei, Ye

Hide. See the trees in the forest and the Vader people under them. It is lush and green, and it is so weak. The Confucian generals who draw inferences from one another, but only?

Ten juren. The new pine has no deer touch, and the old cypress has been tamed. Waiting for the public to return to the tomb, tears are willing to spring.

With Zhao Chen, I watched Ouyang Shubi's new Xiaozhai drama.

The rivers and lakes are far away from the old country, and the wind and rain have poured down the old house. Thirty years in the East, I am ashamed of this pile of books. Without a ruler rafter, I often

Guest residence. I admire you for opening this room. Your knees are really more than enough. When the piano is shaken, the pen window is empty. After a long rain at night, the morning light is slightly exposed.

Fill the canal with snow. Pray for the Dragon Palace in the rain. When I say this, the stars are shining, the wind and rain are coming, and it will be snow tomorrow. ) dream

If you hear the reply, who will call Zhao Chenyu? Gading sells wine and pulls vegetables from Germany. Meng mainly spits at me, the fish with jade scales and golden tails.

When you get drunk and forget your home, you will be ashamed of yourself.

Juxingtang Snow (parallel narration)

In Yuan You on 1 1 month 1 day, 2006, I prayed for rain and light snow, and had a drink with the guests in the Juxing Hall. Suddenly remind of Ou Yangwen.

Being loyal to punctuality, inviting guests to write poems in the snow, and forbidding sports stories are particularly beautiful in difficulties, which have not lasted for more than 40 years.

Who? After the servant arrived at the old gate and gave birth to a male, although it was not enough to catch up with the gentleman, it was almost the same as the beauty of the guests at that time, and the second son came again.

It is suitable for the county seat, so we should assign one to the other in the previous order, thinking that the story of Runan is a cloud.

Dead leaves rang in front of the window, and the dragon tried to walk in the first snow. Let's reflect on the sky first, make an oblique gesture, and worry about it. crowd

Old Wei gets drunk first when guests dance around. I hate that my sleeves are tilted, so I just turned off the micro light. Return to Shanxi

Always drum more, don't wait until morning to ring the bell. I don't think it's a long night, but I'm afraid of Chu Yang. Want to chase after the reward in vain,

Fortunately, the hurricane will come back. When the fuzzy roof was alone for a long time, I caught a glimpse of the chaotic tile ditch. Runan sages have stories and drunken poems.

Who will continue? At that time, you were ordered to follow orders and fought in a white war with your bare hands.

Ouyang Shubi lamented when Tao Yuanming visited, and this poem deeply touched him.

Yuan Ming invited a county magistrate because of lack of food. Tied to Du You, Xiaoqu is not ashamed. Toss and turn, don't you watch it?

Poor and lonely. It is called five buckets of rice, which bends the belly of Yingkou. Cloud Guo Yuanxiang, very dissatisfied. Pepper costs more than 20 baht and is safe to use.

In order to kill him, he couldn't reach the jade. I don't regret the past, but I am self-defeating.

Xi Liu Wen Jingzhi

At dawn, the children came again, and bearded Liu had reached the south corner of the city. The handwriting of the ruler is really ugly. Sitting up can tell whether it is necessary to have an iron eye. today

People don't do what happened before, but there is an old man in this life. I smell it coming. I want to dance. When I can get up, I don't need help. Jianghuai has been dry for a long time.

Dust is evil and rain is clear in the morning. It's nothing to shake hands in the eye, it's pedantic to laugh thousands of miles away. My whole life's happiness is in Wu Hui,

Bury Hangzhou and Su at an old age. I have been in Jiangxi for 200 days, and I feel sorry for Wu Shu. The new dike and the old well are all safe, with six fingers.

Do you miss me? Don't write new poems skillfully, knowing that there is Qiantang Lake in your sleeve.

Pray for the Rain Dragon to have rhythm in Liu Jingwen's poems.

Zhang Gong is a dragon at night, but he is from the dragon. Yesterday, the clouds met and the pool was boiling. Sincerely, the host and the guest are true.

Xiang Lian fluttered his feathers and danced with the sound of foam flute, and the white wine was fragrant. The Princess of Guangzhou, who lives far away in Shi Jiao. Pour the rain into the bottle and wash it clean.

No matter how hard it is to break the drought on the wheat, it is difficult to ride the clouds. Killing dragons and killing our generation is of far-reaching significance. Let the monarch be upright today, Englishman

Donglai, Guan Feng. Laugh that dragons are friends.

Liu Jingwen's collection of Lotte's three game books about physical and mental problems and answers is a must.

Deep and clear self, happy body and mind. Three people will be born this month, and several buddhas will be born tomorrow.

West Lake Drama

A gentleman's daughter is hard to make friends with. I'm human, Ouyang. Raise your whip, clap your hands and laugh at Shan Jian. Only Europe is a Ge Qiang.

Send Ouyang Jimo to Que

More than one person respects his ancestors, and Mr. Lang doesn't mean to belittle Wang. The white beard on my knee for a few days has made me look at this father. you

South phase from three times to the new moon, you go early and I will come to dusk. Frost falls on trees, and herons can stand in shallow water. Motzbai JIU

Xie Xiangquan, I feel that the ship has swept the new ferry. Sitting and watching Shi Heng holding hands, what is even more surprising is dreaming. Lang Jun is from Cook.

Is to let the horse follow the pace. I can't set the itinerary, and I haven't met a smart fool.

Write poems about snow, poems about landscape.

Huang Chi dam leaves on Wansongling Mountain, carrying wine and stepping through the snow, are loose every year. Who will come back after Liu Lang leaves? People will be blocked under the flowers. east

Sitting in the snow on the night of fasting, the frost on your hands must be broken. Ruthless and afraid of ridicule, wear curtains and blow lights. give birth to babies and bring them up

It's like a war, but the whale king in the blue ocean didn't pull it. In the morning, the clouds meet the sky, and my little poem is like a dot. Ouyang Chenzhao is outdoors,

Sweep the atrium and lay sawdust. Although making friends is like snow, a glimpse of gathering and parting customs. Clear light melts a foot of mud, where does it belong?

There is nothing to say. Let the muddy road go smoothly, don't lean on the horseshoe like iron.

And Liu Jingwen.

Yuan's humble, old and magnificent. I lost my way today, and writing poetry is still like the beginning of Jian 'an. western

Come to the wind for me, lying alone without snow. Leave a child for ten days without drinking, but let Anshi recite the dead book.

And Liu Jingwen Si Nuo.

It's raining and snowing, and the tortoise would rather bully me. It seems that we know that we are happy, so we are drunk. A boy is worried about the inkstone, and a beautiful woman suffers.

Plastic cups. That's as good as Chang Li's attendance, and he won the medal in Cai Yong.

The second rhyme was sent to Liu Jingwen.

The white clouds in the sky cannot be called, and the bright moon is willing to stay in the corner. The strange gentleman traveled 800 miles to the west and sat for 10 days without anything. road

People don't know how to address ministers, but they see 1000 men. (You, a horse, and two servants visit each other in proportion, but you call Shangshu more, which means

Du Jun head also. ) I don't know that I love poetry and wine, and I am drunk. One is about liver and lung, and the four seas know my ointment.

Sideburns. (There is a poem in front to send a cloud: The four seas know that first frost is full, and Chongyang once planted chrysanthemums. ) Ouyang Chenzhao is me.

Yes, it is said that the master drives back and forth. I saw three willows recently, which is warm. Wine and vegetables are sour, thin, red and dark, only

There is a clear and beautiful water. Once lonely and stormy, I miss the moon and my shadow. (County China and Japan and Ouyang Shubi, Zhao Jing.

You and Chen Lu often follow each other, but Wenjing has come back and Liu Jie will see it in a few days. The number of guests is unprecedented. In that way

A few days later, Uncle Bi and Jiezhi all left. ) When I returned to sail against the river, the spring wine turned into Gantang Lake.

(Wen Jing is near Jiujiang, near Gantang Lake. )

A gift from Pingshan to Ouyang Shubi

Life is different from the secular. Learn new things and talk about the return of poor officials to officials. Every time in the world of mortals, it often turns blue.

Xia zhi. Hirayama gives gifts, not dirty ones. Sleep is not sleep. Dream of becoming a crane and flying to.

Chang Song Temple

In Xindu Temple, Zhao Jingzuo and Chen Lv Changyun sent Ouyang Shubi to sing with you, but he stood by.

I have already left and suddenly published an article, which is quite profound and fascinating.

God can't kill the whole thing, and Miao's forehead is only half made up. Too many knives are family blisters, and relying on the market will be ugly. Gong Wei spent his whole life raising money, but suddenly he lost his mind.

What a shame. What's the use of poems and books? It is necessary to go to this museum. Although many words are poor, they are difficult to conquer. Poetry is like a breeze, refreshing.

It's about to happen Hu Weiwei has been closed for a long time, and the language really deserves it. When Xu laughed at me, I was stupid and sighed. Actually, do you know Yan Dao?

Never hit 1 million. In the Qing dynasty, there were many scholars and everyone was crowned. Mo Yan is crystal clear and separated by a river from now on. When I was different, I came alone,

Get the fish and the willow. You can't bear to eat, but a ruler can solve your worries. There is a clear round sentence in it, copper pill missile. Spring is full of sadness,

Waiting for a smile. If you send me a hundred articles, you will moan.