1. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now?

2. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

3. The moon is bright, the breeze is bright, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, the heavenly religion is haggard and thin. Even though I cherish it, I don’t know how long I will keep it from now on. The favor is good, why should we remember it more? The east fence beside the river.

4. Don’t regret that the fragrance fades and the jade diminishes. You must trust the truth and sweep away the traces. In an unspeakable place, there is a bright moonlight in a good window, and the sparse shadows are still romantic.

5. When a guest arrives, the wine in front of you is full, and the singing is flowing. The south branches can be planted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don't wait for the west tower to sound the Qiang pipe several times.

6. Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk in front of Fenzun, and don't bear the yellow chrysanthemum on the east fence.

7. In the future, petrels will be fighting for grass, river plums have passed willow trees, and rain will wet the swings at dusk.

8. It has been cold in spring for a few days upstairs, the curtains hang down on all sides, and the jade railings lean against them. The cold incense will dispel new dreams and sleep, and you can't afford to worry about others. The clear morning dew flows, the new tung trees begin to bloom, what a spring outing! The sun is high and the smoke is gathering. Do you think it will be sunny today?

9. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk. It burns when lying down in water, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared.

10. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you should shed tears first.

11. Yuanxiu comes out of the mountains to urge dusk, the gentle wind and rain make it light and overcast, and the pear blossoms are about to fade.

12. The shadows of flowers weigh heavily on the door, and the sparse curtains cover the pale moon. It is a good dusk. In the second year, I lost Dongjun for the third time and returned, intending to spend this spring.

13. This year, everywhere in the world, Xiao Xiao’s temples are blooming with beauty. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.

14. The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit.

15. The cup of Mo Xu is deep and thick with amber. It melts before it becomes intoxicating, and the wind blows in the evening.

16. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk. It burns when lying down in water, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared.

17. It’s better to go under the curtain and listen to people’s laughter.

18. Yuanxiu comes out of the mountains to urge dusk, the gentle wind and rain make it light and overcast, and the pear blossoms are about to fade.

19. After the wine and singing, the jade statue is empty, and the green vat is dark and bright. The soul's dream is filled with resentment, and there is even a cry.

20. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk. It burns when lying down in water, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared.

21. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream.

22. In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.

23. Kuang Qingyun is so close, after entering Chengming day and night. Look at the colorful clothes competing for offerings, the orchids are ashamed of the jade wine. I wish you a long life, and use the pine tree to wish you longevity.

24. The stars and rivers in the sky are turning, and the curtains of the world are hanging down. The quilt on Liangsheng's pillow was stained with tears. He got up and took off his clothes and asked, "What kind of night is this?"

25. This year, everywhere in the world, Xiao Xiao’s temples are blooming with beauty. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.

26. The jade duck smokes the stove and the auspicious brain is leisurely. The red cherry tent covers the tassels, and the rhinoceros also relieves the cold.

27. The Taoist is haggard under the spring window, bored and damaged, and worried about not leaning on it. Come and take a break if you want to take a look. It may not be possible tomorrow.

28. One side is charming and charming, half a piece of paper contains tenderness and hatred, and the moon moves and the shadow of flowers promises to come back again.

29. Live as a hero, and die as a ghost.

30. After the singing in the wine bar, the jade statue is empty, and the green vat is dark and bright. The soul's dream is filled with resentment, and there is even a cry.

31. It was rainy and windy last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep.

32. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk. It burns when lying down in water, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared.

33. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.

34. One side is charming and charming, half a piece of paper contains tenderness and hatred, and the moon moves and the shadow of flowers promises to come back again.

35. Leaning against the door and looking back, I smell the green plums.

36. The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums are ashamed, and the picture railings are open to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival. Scholars can be ruthless, why can't things come to an end?

37. The jade duck incense burns the hearth, and the red cherry tent covers the tassels.

38. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

39. Farewell is sad and we are in a mess. We forget to leave. The wine cup is deep and shallow, so that we can pass the music message to the wild geese. Donglai is not as far away as Penglai.

40. Lonely in the boudoir, there are thousands of sorrows in the soft intestine. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

41. The incense of Ruinao dispels the soul and breaks the dream. It wards off the cold with golden bun and pines. When you wake up, the sky is red with candles.

42. Leaning on the railings, just without emotion! Where are people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back.

43. Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow.

44. What’s so vulgar about plum pistils? Thousand knots of lilacs are bitter and crude. It makes people dream about thousands of miles, but it is ruthless.

45. It rains in the middle of the night on the sad pillow, and every drop of rain drops; every drop of rain and rain, saddens the northerners, and they are not used to hearing it!

46. The hibiscus on the embroidered curtain smiles, leans against the precious duck and kisses her fragrant cheeks, and her eyes are moved to be guessed.

47. The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with green dew and apple blossoms. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back, and they seem to hate that people return early.

48. Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk in front of Fenzun, and don't bear the yellow chrysanthemum on the east fence.

49. Whoever you lean against can break a branch, and there is no one in the world or heaven who can send it to you.

50. The fragrance is broken and the wine is full of evil feelings. The west wind urges the parasol trees to fall. The parasol trees have fallen, but autumn colors are still there, and loneliness is still there.

51. One side is charming and charming, half a piece of paper contains tenderness and hatred, and the moon moves and the shadow of flowers promises to come back again.

52. In the future, petrels will be fighting for grass, river plums have passed willow trees, and rain will wet the swings at dusk.

53. Good fortune may be intentional, so the moon shines brightly. ***The bounty is green ants, don't quit being drunk, this flower is not comparable to other flowers.

54. I am afraid that a Shuanggai boat cannot carry many sorrows.

55. The wild goose is passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

56. From now on, there is a new sorrow in the place where I stare.

57. I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.

58. The waves and tears make my heart drunk. After a while, the bear looks haggard. Missing you is like running water, and the thin horseshoes in the sky are broken. If you see me, I will definitely meet you in my dream. The water of the Yangtze River is rolling, and the heroes are crying.

59. Leaning on the railings all over the place, just without emotion. Wherever the person is, the grass is dying all over the sky, and it is impossible to see the way back.

60. The fragrant and cold golden cat was turned into a red wave, and it got up and combed its hair lazily. Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust, and the sun is hanging on the curtain hook. Afraid of the pain of separation and farewell, there are so many things that I want to talk about, but I still have to stop. Being new and thin is not due to illness and wine, nor is it a sad autumn.

61. It rains in the middle of the night on the sad pillow, and every drop of rain drops; every drop of rain and rain, saddens the northerners, and they are not used to hearing it!

62. Although the cups and plates are careless, the wine is beautiful and the plums are sour, just like a person's embrace. Don't laugh when you are drunk and arranging flowers. Poor people are like spring.

63. The green lotus pods are small, and the gold-pinned lotus leaves are sparse. The weather is the same as the old clothes, only the feelings are different, the old home!

64. The sound of the trumpet reminds the dawn, and the dawn returns to the bull fight. It’s hard to see the flowers in spring, but the west wind leaves behind the old cold.

65. In the cold spring weather, the jade furnace sinks into the water, and the remaining smoke curls up. In the dream, there are flowers hidden on the pillow of the mountain.

66. The courtyard is much deeper, the cloud window and the foggy pavilion are often exposed, the willow branches and plum calyx gradually become clear, the moling tree returns in spring, and the old people build a prosperous city.

67. The sound of returning home is broken and the clouds are green, and the snow falls from the window behind the window and the smoke from the furnace is straight. The phoenix hairpin at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the person with the hairpin head is lighter.

68. Morning Glory and Weaver Girl are nothing but Li Zhong. It will be sunny for a moment, rain for a moment, and windy for a moment.

69. The spring is deep outside the window in the small courtyard. The heavy curtains are not rolled up and the shadows are heavy. I lean against the building and have no words to play the Yao Qin.

70. In the palace of bright light, a few branches are evenly spaced near the sun. The golden statue falls down, and all the candles are used up, regardless of the dusk.

71. It is a good place to relax with poems and books on the pillow. The scenery in front of the door is beautiful when the rain comes. I borrow flowers from many people all day long.

72. Flowers float and water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of idle sorrow.

73. The wind is soft and the sun is thin, but spring is still early. I feel good when I put on my shirt. It's slightly cold when I wake up, and the plum blossoms on my temples are still intact.

74. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin.

75. Yuanxiu comes out of the mountains to urge dusk, the gentle wind and rain make it light and overcast, and the pear blossoms are about to fade.

76. The spring is deep outside the window in the small courtyard. The heavy curtains are not rolled up and the shadows are heavy. I lean against the building and have no words to listen to the Yao Qin.