When the world is clear, I have learned everything and human feelings.
The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
The millipede is dead but not stiff.
Lofty, whoever hides, the same flower is late.
Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
This institution is too clever, but it cost you your life.
No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
Ignore him! It'll be all right in a minute.
Build a shed thousands of miles away, and every feast will end.
Baoyu is a lampstand. He can see others but not himself. I only know that people are dirty, this is his house, and it will be even more indecent if you spoil it. "(A Dream of Red Mansions 1)
Cai Xia gritted his teeth and poked his head with his finger and said, "You have no conscience! The dog bit Lv Dongbin-I don't know if it was good or bad. " (Chapter 25 of A Dream of Red Mansions)
Xi-feng said with a smile, "It's already the fourth watch outside. As far as I am concerned, my ancestors are exhausted, so I should let the deaf set off firecrackers-break up. " (Back to the 54th Dream of Red Mansions)
Feng said with a smile, "I said they would be fine. If my ancestors don't believe me, they must ask me to make peace. When they got there, they wanted to make up, but they fell in one place and apologized. Laughing at each other is like "Ying Huang grabbed the kite's foot", and both of them buckled, and no one needs to say. " (Thirty chapters of A Dream of Red Mansions)
"I don't believe it," said Grandmother Jia. "Maybe you are playing tricks. Now you have to say,' The camel ran out of the flock-only you are big'. You have to make a fuss again. " (Back to the eighty-eighth chapter of A Dream of Red Mansions)
"Liu spat ... but two or three relatives of your aunt are responsible. Why don't you ask what they want? Ask me for it. This is' the barn mouse and the old man go to borrow food-there are no guards and there are flying'. "(A Dream of Red Mansions 6 1)
Jia Zhen said with a smile, "So they are honest in the field and don't know what's going on inside. They use cypress as a hammer-the outside is bitter. " (Back to the 53rd Dream of Red Mansions)
"That's not what I meant," said Xifeng. Your hands are very narrow, I know it very well. Why did I let you work for nothing? If you want me to accept this thing, you must explain it to me first. If it is so explicit (hesitant), I will not accept it. "("A Dream of Red Mansions "back to eighty-eight)
"..." You know, "said Xi- feng," which of these housekeepers in our family is easy to entangle? They joke when they are wrong, and complain when they are wrong. Sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, killing people with swords and guns, painting the wind and blowing fire, standing on the dry shore and pushing down an oil bottle are all martial arts. " (A Dream of Red Mansions 16)
Tanchun
The cold grass in the setting sun has heavy doors, and the moss is full of rain basins.
Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget.
My heart is a little delicate, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night.
Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing with me late.
Baochai
During the day, cherish Fang Zi and cover the door, and join hands with the urn to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes away the shadow of autumn, and snow absorbs the soul.
A flower is brighter when it is pale, and a jade is traceless when it is sad.
Pay for Bai Di's cleanliness, or you will faint if you don't talk.
Precious jade
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven knots are saved into a basin of snow.
Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
Xiao Feng let go of thousand worries, and Su Yu added a tear.
Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
Daiyu
Half-rolled curtains cover the door, and the ice is broken into jade pots.
Steal a pear core for three cents and borrow a plum blossom soul.
The moon cave fairy sews clothes, and the woman in Autumn is always in my heart wipes her tears.
Who is shy and silent? On a westerly night, I fainted.
auspicious cloud
one
The immortal went to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade.
Of course, frost prefers cold, and it's not Guan Qian who keeps her soul.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks.
But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
Secondly,
The terrace leads to Robbie Gate, which is also suitable for corners and basins.
Flowers are hard to find a partner because they like cleanliness, and people are easy to break their souls because they are sad about autumn.
Jade candle drops dry the tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain separates the remnant moon marks.
The deep passion attracts Chang 'e, but the night is dim in the empty corridor.
Chrysanthemum poetry
Yi Juheng Wu Jun
Look at the west wind and meditate, when the reed is red and white and heartbroken.
There is no trace of the old garden in autumn, and the moon is bright and the frost is clear.
I miss my heart and go with the goose. I sit and listen to the evening anvil.
Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again in Chongyang?
Planting Chrysanthemum-Hony Son
The autumn garden with hoes was moved here and planted in front of the fence.
I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today.
There are thousands of poems about autumn, and a glass of drunkenness.
Fill the spring with mud, seal the land and cherish it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free.
Gong Ju Xia Zhen's old friend.
Playing the piano and thinking about wine is fascinating, and several cases are Tingting.
The neighbor has three paths of incense, and the book thrower is opposite to one autumn.
First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, the nursery was cold, and the sun set to reminisce about the past.
The world that is proud of the same smell is not as good as staying in the spring breeze for a long time.
Painting chrysanthemums-Heng
I don't know how crazy the pen after the poem is, so it's a contest between Dan Qing and Fei.
Picking leaves splashes thousands of ink, saving flowers to dye a few traces of frost.
Light and strong gods will shadow in front of the wind, and the end of autumn wrists will be fragrant.
Don't admit that Dongli is idle, and stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang.
Zanju-Jiaoxiake
The bottle for the hedge is busy every day, so I have to pay attention to the makeup in the mirror.
Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol.
The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream.
Clap your hands and laugh at the roadside when you are in high spirits.
Jumeng-Princess Xiaoxiang
The hedge is sunny in autumn, but cloudy in the moon.
To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao.
I will die with the goose when I sleep, and I will be upset when I am surprised.
Who will you complain to when you wake up? The grass is dying and the smoke is endless.
Visiting Chrysanthemum-Hony Son
Take a trip to first frost while the weather is fine. The medicine in the glass won't last long.