1, it rains at night on the dead leaves of Chuyang. The water surface is clear and round, and the wind and load are lifted one by one. -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Curtain"

2, the fragrance is fragrant and cool. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. May the fishermen remember each other. Boat, dream into furongpu. -Zhou Bangyan's Su Muzhe Liao Shenxiang

3. Meditate on the past, like a dream, with dark tears. -Zhou Bangyan's "Warrior Lanling Willow"

4, the knife is like running water, the house wins the snow, and the fingers break the new orange. At the beginning of the brocade, musk continued, and Zheng sat opposite each other. Ask in a low voice: Who are you with? It's already midnight in the city, and the horses are slippery and frosty. It's better to have a rest, but there are few pedestrians. -Zhou Bangyan's "Youth Journey, Knife Like Water"

At that time, I was bullied by Chun Xue and often traveled with beautiful women. Come back today, no one asked, I am alone. -Zhou Bangyan's Youth Journey

6. The sky upstairs is blue, and the grass in front of the building meets the horizon. You are advised not to climb the highest ladder. Hsinchu has become a bamboo in the hall, and the fallen flowers are full of bird's nest mud. Endure to listen to the cuckoo crow in the forest. -Zhou Bangyan's "Huanxisha"

7, peach blossom branch, crow warbler, refused to let people go-Zhou Bangyan.

8. The curtain rolls up the brothel, the east wind is warm, and the sunny days are floating. Lan Mei faded, Luo Zhang was red, and embroidered pillows were rotated and transferred. Xie Chun, a begonia flower, is warm, lovely and charming. The elephant bed is stable, flowers bloom and fall, and the waves turn red. One-night stand is as strong as wine, and sweat stains are slight. Luan trapped phoenix unintentionally, elegant frown, painting should be difficult. Ask Ike to be cruel to people, plum blossom dew, rouge tan mouth. Since then, thin waist and thin for lang. -Zhou Bangyan's "Flower Heart"

9, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain and sticky. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jade House Spring"

10, Shui Yi Spring Festival, please send me and Jiangnan Plum Calyx. Fight for this life, drink to the flowers and shed tears for Iraq. -Zhou Bangyan's Jie Lianhuan

1 1. Whispered: Who should I be with? It is already midnight in the city. If the horse is slippery with frost, it is better to have a rest, and there are always fewer pedestrians-Zhou Bangyan's youth journey

12, resentment without faith. Lovers are cut off, letters are far away. Skillful hands can be Jie Lianhuan, like wind scattered rain, fog light clouds light. Swallow house is empty, dark dust lock, string rope bed. Want to move roots and change leaves, all in the old days, hand-planted red medicine. Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The ship moved to the shore and bent. Remember, the days of reading and gossiping will be burned forever. Shui Yi Spring Festival, please send me, Jiangnan Plum Calyx. Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jie Lianhuan resents nothing"

13, according to the water residual red chaos, the wind calls. It is light and cold all day long, and the fragrance at the bottom of the curtain is blown. At dusk, the guest pillow is fearless, and the window sounds like rain. Look at each other's new breasts. The water downstairs, getting green, boating. When dusk comes, my heart gently raises a sail at a time. When you meet the door, the small threshold bamboo cage will report the parrot. Cut the west window honey torch together. -Zhou Bangyan's Litchi Xiang Jin

14, Kawahara is clear, the moonlight is misty, and the boat is like a leaf. Shoping, Pugen, Shui Han, Liuyan. Don't sing autumn in a lonely corner, roll on the breeze. The red sun is three poles, and the drunken head is still timid. My thoughts are tangled, and it seems gradually. Who cares about dancing shirt fans? I used to love each other, but I was full of love and worried about cutting snuff, and my tears doubled at night. -Zhou Bangyan's "Hua Xu Yinchuan Cheng Yuanying"

15 Su Liao Chen Xiang Liao Chen Xiang, summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. May the fishermen remember each other. Boat, dream into furongpu. -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu is Liao Aquilaria"

16, the setting sun shines on the water under the leaves, ignoring the weight. The sour wind on the bridge hits the eyes. For a long time, I watched Twilight and City of Lights. At the bottom of the cold window of the ancient house, listen to a few pieces, and the well is flying. Don't fall in love with single. Who knows, for little Niang, a piece of paper. -Zhou Bangyan Night Tour Palace

17, bitter hate sunset, Ran Ran urges people to go. -Zhou Bangyan

18, the knife is like running water, the house is better than snow, and the hand breaks the new orange-Zhou Bangyan

19, when it is cloudy in autumn, it gradually clears up and becomes chilly. Standing in court listening to autumn, I miss the trace of Hongyan in the depths of the vast sea of clouds. Late at night, I am very quiet, only the wall lamp contrasts with me. The strong wine is gone. How did you stay up until dawn? -Zhou Bangyan's "Guanhe Order"

20, the wind is old and the rain is fat, and the plum tree is clear in the afternoon. -Zhou Bangyan's Man Fang Ting

2 1, the deeper people go into silence, but the lonely lights set each other off. The strong wine is gone. How did you stay up until dawn? -Zhou Bangyan's "Guanheling, when it is cloudy in autumn, it gradually clears up. "

22, a spring wound, all between the eyebrows. -Zhou Bangyan

23. In today's fishing villages, the night is like years old, burning incense and speaking alone. I'm bored if anyone thinks about me, dreaming of lovers. -Zhou Bangyan's "Wei Chi Cup Self-Hate"

24, fight this life, for flowers for wine, for tears in Iraq. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jie Lianhuan resents nothing"