Yan Shu famously said:
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.
After people leave, when the moon is full. The letter was delayed. I was thinking about it, but I just missed it.
After the people dispersed, the bright moon was in the sky. It's cold at night. Xie Niang is worried, Pan Ling is sleeping, and her mind is endless.
The running water is light and the sky is blue. The road is boundless. From a high point of view. The beauty came, and she daydreamed infinitely.
Thin eyebrows and light waist. Make up overnight. Spring is fragrant, March is like the wind, and it is human.
By this time, the brothel was close to the avenue. The place of tryst, the number of feelings between two people. Do not cherish the pearl, take advantage of the young and the old.
Beauty and talent spread the letter. Don't hate the bright moon and the breeze. I don't know where there is a bosom friend. I can't tell you much about it.
Maids in red often pour wine. Crane Immortal the tortoise came to celebrate his birthday. Cheers, new with the times, green hair and jade are as old as before.
After Jing Hong's death, he left behind hatred. Red sun adds wine for a long time, I don't know where my heart is, and my eyes are full of tears.
Under the jade hook, there is a fragrant platform. I don't know if I will stay up late when I get drunk. At that time, * * * I enjoyed flowers, and now I don't have half of tally.
Who has a glass of wine with * * *? The past and the old feelings are moving. It is better to pity the people in front of you and avoid the dream of working harder and harder.
I advise you not to cherish the golden coat. Seeing flowers requires drinking strong wine, which gradually detached from the Ming Dynasty. Cherish incense.
Let bygones be bygones, when songs are to wine, they are infinite in the heart. Zhu is even more memorable. A broken heart is red.
Before and after first frost, the moon was red and pale, and it was bright and rejuvenated. Don't divide Joan calyx equally. Give it to the right person.
The building is high and the eyes are broken, the sky is far and the clouds are dark, only gaunt. There was a red candle burning in the hall, and the flame was long and short, and there was a bitter tear of acacia.
The face is light and the eyebrows are heavy. I want to dance and swing. Everyone wants to worship incense. Long life.
Zhu Xian was silent. There are few intimate friends. If there is love in the sky, it should be old. I advise you to see Vanity Fair. This ancient dream is infinite.
The golden stove is warm. Long xiangyuan * * * Zhu Yaoling absolutely. At the end of the Song Dynasty, he took off his clothes and stayed with Cai.
The lotus is about to produce golden lotus seeds, and the red color is half falling. It rained a little at night. When it's empty, report it to Liang.
The beautiful woman painted the pavilion with new cosmetics, facing the edge of the cluster. Try to pick Chanjuan. Insist on learning green eyebrows.
Know how happy life is and drink the golden cup. Tube pharynx string mourning. Slowly lead the little girl to dance back to the sleeve.
Who can solve the horizon problem and catch the spring breeze? Avoid turning it red. One flies west and the other flies east.
You should know that a glass of wine before flowers. Take up a lot of time Don't talk in a hurry. In my dream, my heart was broken.
Dreaming that homesickness is about to dawn. According to the past, the screen draws candles, and the night is long. What are your plans at this time? Fly away with Yuanyang.
Advise you to drink the golden cup of green wine. Don't worry about the sound of silk and bamboo. Rabbits can't fly, but life comes back three times.
Recall the past and cherish your lips. For a while, keep the clouds. People in your heart and eyes. Everywhere I go, I feel sharp and novel.
With Zhu's threshold, gold will be ruined. For a long time, I was disappointed with each other. Besides, old love and new hate hinder the heart period. Empty eyes are full of acacia.
There are clouds in the sky, and I want to go to Ningxiang. Smoke came out of the stove. Gather all the moths in the sound of heartbroken.
Colorful dewdrops and clouds surround the room. Who believes in the pot? Don't have a party. The fallen flowers outside the door died with the water. Don't be ashamed to get drunk.
Exploring flowers makes guests drunk. I remember last year's feelings. Golden wine, jade furnace incense. Make him a red sun.
Bao Zheng tone, soft sleeves. Smash the ebony board in the painting hall. Don't refuse to get drunk. What is the life of parting?
Stop the sound of clouds and return to the snow sleeve. Jan Liu Yingchun. I only gave my eyes and eyebrows. Who knows this?
Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more. It is better to pity the present.
Don't just hate yourself for being drunk, and you don't have to go home every night. Rain belt tobacco leaves are human feelings.
Say goodbye to the golden cup. When you enter the DPRK, you must approach the jade furnace. I wonder what year it will be.
Unfortunately, I didn't bother to sing in front of the jade statue. Let the stars go to heaven.
When Leng Xue is lonely, the spring breeze comes. The small screen is idle and the curtains are hung.
Idle dreams are lonely and dark, and I hate to draw curtains without news. And left a pair of tears to say acacia.
Turn around and blush for me. Who will pay for the rosewood heart? Love must be hidden deep in the glass.
A glass of wine is freshly boiled, and you can sing a few songs.
If jingwei is taught to fill the river, there is still time for a water.
In spring, melting is getting longer and longer, and various products emerge in an endless stream. Who says there is a fairyland on earth? Half of Shui Xin's temples are in the sun.
Two military prostitutes are as light as storks, and the wires turn over.
There's no harm in climbing higher. I hate people who don't have Penzer to sing.
Stay all over the world, and then teach the world spring scenery.
A Qingqu full of wine, living somewhere tomorrow.
Wide field of vision, no fields, dead vines and old trees floating.
There was a red candle burning in the hall, and the flame was long and short, and there was a bitter tear of acacia.
The opposite is not affectionate, and no one says it looks like a memory.
The sunset on the pool is shaded by green trees, and there is a short rain in the pool. Where did the water go? People don't talk, but it keeps flowing eastward.
Don't look for tender lotus roots by thin strips, lest you hurt your hands with green thorns and clothes. It's a pity that the wind and dew are good, and the moon is bright, only after people return.
Multicolored letterhead is long and brocade book is thin. It is difficult for people who believe in the channel to send it. It's a pity that this is a wonderful time and a happy place. Just haggard out of thin air.
It has nothing to do with the aggregation of beloved beauty. How many people can stay with their lover for a hundred years from ancient times to the present? Since the thought of parting can eliminate the sadness of parting, the result is still a thousand turns of missing.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
Lan Tang left wine to entertain guests, leaving the table to stay, thousands of miles away, some people remember.
The running water is light, the sky is blue and the road is boundless. Eyes high, beauty is coming, infinite thinking.
Respect people in green vinegar, and meet again after a long separation.
Painting pavilions and soul pins, tall buildings are broken, and the setting sun only sends waves far away. Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts.
Wen Qin thanked the immortal couple, but he couldn't stay after breaking Se. Don't let the world be intoxicated, but I am sober, don't drink as much as flowers, and let the wine numb my broken heart.
Wine is scattered and people are worried, and Taiwan independence is idle in Wutong. I remember last year today, according to the former yellow leaves and the west wind.
Advise you to have a golden cup of green wine, and don't worry about the sound of silk and bamboo. Rabbits can't fly, but life comes back three times.
The setting sun leans on the west wing alone, and the distant mountain is facing the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward.
The moon is a lonely dream, and the bar is empty and sad. The mood at this time is regretful.
Looking forward to the moon, the wine is red at the beginning of the face, and in Bian Xia, a dream of spring is sinking.
After a while, the wind gives birth to a green curtain, and a few raindrops round the lotus, and people wake up after drinking.
Hundreds of feet of Zhu Lou are idle, and thick clouds cover people's faces. The news is unknown sooner or later, and the sunset only sends the waves far away.
After waxing, the flowering period is approaching, and the cold plum has become an easterly letter.
The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
Indus last night, the west wind was sharp and the moon was in the sky. A good dream often surprises you. Where does Gao Goose go?
Don't hesitate to sing Yangchun if you have a bosom friend.
It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.