The classic lines of ancient poetry are as follows:

1. It’s funny that the peaches can withstand the snow and wind, and there are sparse red outside the walls of the mountain homes. We hold wine for you and meet each other, even though our business is very lonely.

2. The stars are splashing in the clouds, the jade liquid is trickling, and the orchids are shearing from the treasures. The blue sky is like a drill, and the light shakes the Beidou.

3. The evening rain sprinkles the river sky to wash away the autumn. The wind is getting colder and frostier, the Guanhe River is deserted, and the remaining light shines on the building. This is a place where the reds and greens are declining, and the beauty and beauty are gone. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is there so much suffering left behind? Missing a beautiful woman, I look up at the building. I missed it a few times and returned to the boat after seeing the sky. Try to understand me, leaning on the railing, I am condensing!

4. Xiaoyunju, a beautiful place in the suburbs, has a water like a dragon and a Buddhist hut. Chang remembers that he went fishing in the snow and warmed the wine in the brick oven to cook the fish in the stream.

5. The clouds open the cave, and the concubine dances. Thirty-six peaks painting, Zhang Sujin, icicles.

6. The setting sun on the city is painted with mournful corners, and the Shen Garden is no longer a restored pool. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startled dragon came. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing. This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and I still feel like I am hanging on the traces of my body.

7. At dusk in winter, there is a drizzle of rain, and the traces of bamboo paths and plum slopes suddenly become sparse. As soon as the intention is clear, the road is wet but the road is wet.

8. In front of the red candle, it is as bright as day, and inside the green felt tent, it is as warm as spring. A cup full of gold liquid, a foot of white jade dust in the courtyard. In this regard, I want to stay with you, and we will have a blind date after poetry, wine and wine.

9. The spring breeze tries its hand first with plum blossoms, and the bottle looks cool and bright with sand and water. Unknown to everyone, the moon and the period are due. Qingxiang Xian came to see Chaitou first from afar. Yanyaochi after snow, the first tree in the world.

10. The trees fell into the water and thousands of rocks dried up. However, I also saw my true self. Sitting facing the moving wall with Wei weaving lanterns, singing loudly as the snow falls on the hut in the middle of the night. The earth stove and tea cauldron cook the fire, and there is me among the books on the four walls. Where can I find the joy of reading? Count the plum blossoms in the world.

11. The sun is full of lust and flowers contain smoke, and the moon is as bright as a sleepless day. Zhao Sechu stopped the Phoenix Pillar, and the Shuqin was about to play the mandarin duck strings. This song is intended to be passed down by no one, and I would like to send it to Yan Ran with the spring breeze. I recall that you are far away from me across the blue sky. In the past, my eyes were full of waves, but now I am a fountain of tears. If you don't believe me, I'll have a heartbroken concubine. Come back and look in front of a bright mirror.

12. The moon shines on Kyushu. Some families are happy and some are sad. If you worry about killing people, it will be related to menstruation, so you have to rest somewhere and rest.

13. There is nothing you can do if you crowd around the red clouds. I don’t know that there are spring waves in the world. Every heart is washed away and the fragrant shadow is left, and the petite icy skin is jade-like.

14. The canopy is covered with hibiscus and emerald green, leaning against the sky. The high hall is full of memories for many years. Family members celebrate the Spring Festival, while children compete for the New Year's money.

15. A box of books and a plate of tea grinders are placed under the plum blossoms. The whole family had just boarded the boat on the Five Lakes, which made them feel more picturesque. The moon is new and straight, the frost and flowers are suddenly tightening, the orchid paddle is beating slowly in the middle of the water, the cold power cannot reach the small canopy window, and I gradually sit closer to Yue Luo's skirt.