Yonggui

Song-Yang Wanli

It's not a human species. It moved here from the middle of the month.

A little Leng Xiang, blowing all over the mountain.

Yonggui

Songzhushu needle

When the moon is full, the flowers are right, and the flowers are lost.

You know, everything in the world is the same as Qiu Qing.

osmanthus flowers

Song-Su Su

Far from drowning, it is lighter than a cloud, and a period of autumn and Qing can be divided.

After all, Su E can't stay long, it's a temporary smell on the earth.

osmanthus flowers

Song-Liu Kezhuang

Millet is big and the makeup is sallow.

Gold covers the nest and honey fills the hive.

The shadows under the moon are high and low, and the oysters are far and near before the wind.

The night is clear, and the dream goes around the bed.