The blue sky is foggy, and Dan is rolling in the sky.
Leaves are full of clouds and snowflakes are everywhere.
If the light building is bright pink, the screen will gather suspicious sand.
Yang Liufei to Liu Xufei, put on some plum blossoms.
According to the terrace full moon, floating beads and foil dew.
Yao Jie is short and long, and jade trees compete with each other.
English children are tired and white, and Yu Fenghe holds the element.
Intermittent gas will sink and wander around the sunset.
It's a good year to be ashamed of Tibet.
It is forbidden to fly cranes and dance in Yichuan.
Recite the songs of orchids and enjoy bamboo.
Snow Li Shimin.
Ye Jie concentrated the morning obsidian and decorated it with sunset glow.
Gather branches and divide trees into jade, and waves reflect spring.
Powder dressing table, flowers floating in clothes.
Fan in, box out, point out the machine.
"Looking at the Snow" Li Shimin
Frozen clouds cover the mountains, and the snow is shining.
Broken into thousands of pieces, half inclined to the wind.
No makeup, no trees, no flowers.
I am ashamed of the sunset, and I thank Chen Xia for breaking the color.
Princess Yi Fen in "Virtual Pool Post Title Screen"
It is difficult to get married and leave home.
Sheng En Zhou came from afar and wept at each other.
Powder remains on the surface of sand plug, edges and corners.
What happened to my heart? He is looking forward to Chang 'an.
Li Yu in Linjiang Xian
In spring, cherry leaves and butterflies fly in pink.
Zigui cries on the west of Xiaolou.
Jade hook curtain, melancholy dusk smoke hanging.
Don't be lonely in the alley, hope that the smoke will fade away.
The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering.
Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.
Stay in Lushan Mountain and show the white crane to Master Liu Zun.
There are five old fogs in the altar and three caves in the mountain.
Hand care Kunlun ivory slips, heart push jujube branch plate.
Chun Xue powder moist as milli, Xiao Shu Qiong frost cold as ice.
I gradually hate the fleeting time and my inability, but think about the crown and the star crown.
Su Xiang, the ribbon-cutting flowers should be made at the daily banquet in beginning of spring.
When you enter Yichun Garden, you spit in the forbidden area.
The scissors are cracked and the makeup is pink.
The color is different and the snow is flowing, and the smell is a little windy.
Knowing God's will, everything is like a flower.
Liu Mengde at the Dining Table Niu Sengru
The Pink Department has been in A Lang for forty years, and no one is famous today.
Don't say that things are ups and downs, see clearly and then struggle.
Zhu Yu will cough and spit, and the mountains and rivers still feel the spirit.
Don't be afraid to drown words by wine, which has followed the footsteps of the article.
"Spring Girl" Xu Yanbo
Keep the guest clear of the waves, and the secluded boudoir thinks more.
Dark beams smell swallows, night candles see moths.
Treasure duck hides fat powder, and the golden screen makeup continues.
The fabric has texture and brocade shuttles.
There are envoys in the West Pole and books in the North River.
I was afraid of running out of time, so I wasted my time on fighting.
Li He, a piece of silk.
The old warbler with drooping poplar leaves feeds the children, and the residual silk wants to break the wasp.
Qingsi temples are full of young gold hairpin guests, and light pink pots are heavy with amber.
At the end of spring, the flower stands want to resign, and the flowers begin to dance back.
Yushu pod has countless reminders that Shen Langqing's wallet is on the way to the city.
Li He, the song that came back after the meeting.
The wild pink pepper wall is yellow, and the wet fireflies are full of Liang Dian.
Taicheng wants to teach Qiu Meng of bronze chariots.
Wu Shuang pointed to his temple, and his body was already late, Thompson.
Say goodbye to the goldfish and keep me humble.
The ballad Li He in heaven
Tianhe night drifts back to the stars, and Pu Yin clouds learn the sound of water.
The osmanthus in the jade palace has not fallen, and the fairy concubine picks incense and hangs tassels.
Qin Fei rolled up the north window and planted a little green phoenix in front of it.
Prince blowing sheng, in charge of goose management, called on dragons to plant tobacco and Yao grass.
Pink rose red ribbon lotus root silk skirt, green island step pick up Lan Hengchun.
East means xi can take a horse, and the dust of the sea gives birth to a stone mountain.
Qiu Lai Lihe
Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.
Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?
This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.
In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.
Tangtang Lihe
Open, open, red plum, gray fragrance.
After ten years, the powder flies, and the hungry insects don't eat and push the yellow.
Hua Hui peach leaves are long, so it is forbidden to hang curtains to separate the royal light.
In Huaqing Garden, stone soup was smashed, and Pei returned to Baifeng to follow Wang.
Li He, four new bamboo shoots in Changgu North Garden
Cut the jade with a long pole, and you can see that the mother bamboo shoot is dragon material.
It's better to smoke thousands of feet overnight, but don't pour a few inches of mud into the pond.
I take advantage of the green light to write Chu ci, and I hate the fragrance, powder and black parting.
No one can see you without pity and hatred, and you will cry a thousand cigarettes.
There are two or three stems in the stone eye of Jiaquan, and the roots of the yin are purple.
This year, on the spring sand of the canal, the flute is brand-new and green as jade.
Old bamboo shoots provoke Yun Lan, while Maoling lies in poverty.
The wind blows thousands of acres to meet the rain, and the bird weighs one branch and enters the wine.
The poem about eating is that the mountain will never be too high and the water will never be too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.
Selected poems on dietary customs
sweet potato
Green vines cover the bed, and fat melons cover the ground.
The appearance is not amazing, the heart is beautiful, and the whole body is farmers.
peanut
The hillside of the field is full of houses, with green leaves lined with yellow flowers.
Buried deep in the roots, the fruit grows and the character is good.
Jiang Yan food garden snacks
A few visits to the teeth leave a fragrance, and the famous food garden is resistant to products.
There are many kinds and flavors, and folk snacks have a long charm.
grape
The grape trellis is full of fragrance, and the fruits and vegetables are mouth watering.
Beautiful girls sing and dance, always sweet and delicious.
Is it enough?
3. I have seen poems and songs about rice noodles!
Haibei Tiannan will watch!
The sand outside the Great Wall and the waves of the Yellow River,
Spring from Wan Li to my hometown.
Under the red flag: young heroes are born everywhere-
Endless: all kinds of "extreme"!
-Full of meaning, full of emotion,
Like the Lijiang River, the spring water is strong!
Oh! Throw colorful sweat and rain:
Guilin landscape-all over the world! …
The scenery in Guilin is the best in the world.
Soup powder moistens throat, and halogen powder is pure;
Screw pig's trotters, stewed chicken;
Bone soup, fried peanuts;
Delicious in color and flavor, the boss is enthusiastic.
Xian Yi, young and old, men and women,
Once you have finished eating, you will eat again.
Eat it three times and turn back, and it will be addictive if you eat it back.
Guests come to Xing 'an and enjoy the scenery happily.
Eat a bowl of rice noodles and you will be lucky to be alive.
4. As for the poem about eating, who has Su Shi's "Imperial Monk Land" would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar. People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. Su Shi's Eat Pork Huangzhou good pork, the price is as cheap as dirt. The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook. Slow fire, less water and beautiful temperature. Get up and play a bowl every day, it's full, it's really your call. On February 19th, I took white wine perch across Zhan to eat Sophora japonica leaves. Su Shi's loquat boiled gold beads, and the mulberry first fell and tasted jade maggots. I'll borrow ten lotus flowers for the time being and pour five books on an empty stomach. Green floating egg bowl, Sophora japonica bud cake, red dot ice plate squid. Sushi's drizzle in Huanxi sand gave off a slight chill, and light smoke dispersed willow trees and beautiful beaches. The time to enter Huaiqing is getting longer and longer, and the snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon. Spicy bamboo shoots taste spring vegetables, and the world tastes happy. Seven days ago in beginning of spring, I heard that the inviters of pre-made spring dishes played a land tour. The buds and vegetables were all green and red, and the dishes were full of laughter. A cake is empty and hateful. How many spring breezes do you know in your later years? Eating tea porridge stored in Guangxi is hot during the day and summer, and birds don't fly. Think of the shadows in the mountains, and solve the clothes in the mountains. A few clouds are far away, and they are not covered with brightness. After staying for a long time and drinking tea and porridge, she shared my meal with fern Wei. Our house is not far away, and we will come back at dusk. Thousands of people broke up last year, and only a few hundred people cooked porridge this year. I finished my clothes last year, but this year I am sipping porridge and looking at nothing but skin and bones. Eating bamboo shoots is easy. This state is a hometown of bamboo, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley. Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market. Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind. Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice. The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that. I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo. Eating bamboo shoots in the Five Dynasties This state is a bamboo township, and bamboo shoots are all over the valley. Fu Shan crossed his arms and took them to the morning market. Many things are cheap, and double money is easy to bind. Put it in the kitchen and cook it with rice. The purple basket is old, but the plain muscle breaks the new jade. Add meals every day, and don't think about meat after that. I have been a guest in Luo Jing for a long time, and this smell is often not enough. Don't hesitate to eat, the south wind blows bamboo. Modern poetry: sweet potato, green vine, green leaves crawling around, fat body and red face stringing melons. The appearance is not amazing, the heart is beautiful, and the whole body is farmers. The hillside of peanut field is full of homes, and the green leaves are lined with yellow flowers. Buried deep in the roots, the fruit grows and the character is good. The snacks in Jiang Yan Food Garden remain fragrant for several times, and the famous food garden is even more delicious. There are many kinds and flavors, and folk snacks have a long charm. Jing' an orange sings the delicious taste of fresh fruit, strengthening the spleen and moistening the lungs. Production and sales have been booming for over 100 million years, and the green "fragrant field" has gone abroad. The endangered species of giant salamander Jing 'an is very rare, and its reproduction and release are amazing all over the world. Fish will be on the market next year, and all the delicious food is mouth watering with wine. Green food, natural god of food, return to nature. Green and pollution-free, mellow and healthy. Tian Chou is thousands of miles away, and the shed is at four o'clock in spring. A simple meal, full of tea and precious vegetables. Green water teahouse is enjoying warm and elegant tea, making you feel at home and laughing again and again. Cold air can relax the body and relieve the heat, while hot tea can moisten the mouth and produce saliva. Orchid bud and sparrow tongue are now expensive, and the phoenix cake dragon group is ancient and precious. The green rhyme is longer than ancient times, and the fragrant tea is like a drunken tour. Xiangzi's clear water bamboo shoots are bathed in the spring sunshine, showing their sharpness. Overnight, line up. Go down into the factory and clean up. Look at the selection of materials, fine workmanship and hardcover products. Natural food, green and homely. Crystal clear, jade fragrance overflowing. Swim in the business sea and cross the East China Sea. A hundred flowers blossom, thousands of families, and thousands of people are empty.
5. Ask for a poem that only loves (or loves) pink powder, thank you. 1. Only beauty is full of thoughts and cherishes her body like Baoyu. Pink flowers are full of palace spring, and pink incense is full of girls.
2. Only Qingxing is good for plum blossoms, and loving Jun is good for happiness. Pink walls and pillars are shining, and pink walls are loose in Gu Chan's home.
3. Only when the public appreciates the new sentences, the flower of Shao Shi who loves wine will wither. The powder is like a fragrant calyx, and the powder neck is like a jade.
4. Only the years are worth cherishing, and the beloved son has a cool breeze blowing on the ground. Powder incense blows through clothes to warm them. Powder incense blows through clothes to warm them.
5. I will only take care of Mingde in the Spring Festival, forgetting myself to be close to the Buddha's heart. The powder marks are still fragrant, and the powder is bright and fragrant.
6. What touched me most was kindness. Love the water loves mountains and has three good friends. There are many white lotus flowers on the pink flower surface, and the winter ridge on the pink flower surface is beautiful.
7. The last flower is the first flower, just love you. The powder melts, smells and nourishes people's suggestions. The powder wall makes Gu Chan's family loose.
8. I like thriving trees best. Love and respect are as real as a son's to his father. The pink flowers are full of palace spring, and the pink face and charming grandson wait on the master.
9. I like Huai Yu cigarettes best. I like incense and warm golden cups. The fragrance of powder is still fresh, and the fragrance of powder and rain is far away.
10. Best of all, the good feelings won't disappear. Ai Junhao is very fierce to He Jun. The pink walls and pillars are shining, and the pink songs wear the pavilion.
6. Describe the pink poem "Looking at Prostitutes in Nanting, Handan"
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
Singing drums and swallowing Zhao's son, playing silk. Pink is bright and colorful, and the dance sleeves are brushed.
For the beauty of wine, please sing Handan Ci. Why Zheng Qing lingered and Lv Yun was hanged?
Ping Yuanjun is peaceful, and an ancient pool was born in Kodou. There are 3000 guests and we know who they are today.
We have no fun, but we are sad for future generations.
Xiang he ge ci ba ge xing
Year: Tang Author: Luo
Write a yellow picture of the moon, and Ling Bo will pick up Cui Tong. Mirror flowers shake the sun, clothes musk deer into the wind.
Ye Mi boat difficult to swing, lotus easy to empty. Phoenix Media is ashamed to support itself, and its honeymoon wings hate poverty.
The autumn tent is snuff green and the building is pink. Acacia has no other songs, eulogizing.
From the Banquet of the King of Qi to Teaching in Weijiashanchi.
Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
The seat is full of minks, and the palace is full of curtains. The flowers in the stream are pale pink, and there are few lights in the mountains and moons.
Jade screen window is dark, flying in spring and embroidering cool. They will also sing and dance, and return to Lu Mochou.
"Yunjunzhai Mural Film Cloud (Degui character)"
Year: Tang author:
Who painted the clouds? Dust invades the powder. No rain, no wind.
I only blame the wall setting, but I want to mess up my clothes when I look back. Dan Qing suddenly borrowed a toilet and moved to Dixiangfei.
"Send Xiao 12 school books to Yunzhou to get married"
Year: Tang author:
Penglai gifted scholar is Xiao Lang. He is wearing a green book and a phoenix.
Yu Pei will shine red, and brocade will make Cui Yun fragrant.
Horses wear dusk rain and jingshan mountains are far away, while people grow up in MUBI.
Sing the scenery and send Shicheng Huayue home.