Tang Bai Juyi

There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.

It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .

On a snowy winter day, I burned the stove and made tea, and sent an invitation to my friends: the wine was hot. Do you want to drink?

Drinking with friends and reciting poems together are the most beautiful winter days.

Spread happy sand.

Song liqing Zhao

The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen.

Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.

How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain.

Accompany me all day, only the deep and reserved osmanthus.

Li Qingzhao recovered from a serious illness. Although her hair is white, she is still full of poetry.

Leaning on the pillow to study, occasionally looking up at the window, it is raining outside, reflecting the better scenery outside.

There is no better life than "reading on the pillow and rainy scenery in front of the door"

Xiaomei in the mountain garden

Songlinbu

Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.

The thin shadow is shallow, and there is a faint fragrance in the evening.

The frost bird wants to see first, but the pink butterfly knows the difference.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for a golden bottle.

Plum blossom is the brightest color in winter. In the snow and wind, that touch of color is the most beautiful color in winter.

Snowflakes fall and plum blossoms are in full bloom. At this time, if there is a cup of hot tea, it is very wonderful to watch this scene quietly.

Go to Liu Jingwen

Song sushi

The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost.

Good years must be remembered. When orange and yellow bow are green.

It's early winter, the lotus is dying, but the chrysanthemum is still standing proudly.

At this time, if the sun shines down, it is really a colorful beauty. Chrysanthemums are in full bloom, lined with yellow and green, which is beautiful.

The four mountains are all green after the snow is clear, and the Dongshan Mountain is all white.

Song Yang Wanli

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I only know how to look for beautiful scenery and forget the cold, my spring breeze in the sunset.

I like the sunshine in Dongshan after snow, and the red light in Yinshan mountain.

Secondly,

The snow in Dongshan didn't clear up until the day, and there was a little more ice in the wet soil.

I like the snow on the sunset peak, but I'm afraid it's suitable for viewing and not for climbing.

Yang Wanli likes sunny days after snow. He stood in the sunset, and the soft red light shone on the snow-covered Dongshan. What is worrying is that Dongshan Mountain, which is so beautiful after snow, can only be seen, but not climbed. What a pity.

Do you like the quiet scenery after the snow?

Send a message to Mr. Wang's bamboo house

Tang Lijiayou

Proud officials smiled leisurely in front of emperors and generals, cut down bamboo in Hexi and built tall buildings.

The fresh breeze of the south wind naturally comes, not the Pukui mountain fan, but the man in the hat on the gull, sleeping leisurely.

A tall building on the bank of Xijiang River is made of bamboo. When the south wind blows, you don't need to fan. You can see seagulls flowing around in the Xijiang River, which makes people uncomfortable.

Riverside buildings, laid-back people, comfortable life.

Black night cry

Song luyou

Wan Fan Shan Juan Su Yue, silk scarf ethereal light smoke.

The leaves of Sophora japonica are long and cloudy, sunny and rainy.

Pick up a pen and lean on the grass, hook the curtain and get drunk.

No dust, listen to the new cicada on the pillow.

The moon is high, the scarf is floating like fog, it has just rained, and the weather is really good.

The hardest thing in life is to write casually. When you are tired, you fall asleep and listen to cicadas.

cold night

Song Du Lei

On a cold night, guests come to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red at first.

As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month.

On winter nights, guests come and cook tea as wine. The flame in the stove is red and the water in the kettle is boiling.

It's nice to sit around with friends on such a night, with boiling tea on one side and dim moonlight and blooming plum blossoms outside the window on the other.

Huanxisha, a flat boat with a painted curtain.

Huang Songting Jian

The boat blinds, and the old wife learns to drink and talk to her.

People spread poetry all over the south of the Yangtze River.

Apes in the forest look down at the inkstone, deer lie in front of the rock and look at the sail,

Cuckoo calls like a ring of water.

Don't forget the people around you in your spare time. What a pleasure it is to go boating with my wife on the lake, chat while drinking and enjoy the picturesque scenery.

It is lucky to see apes, deer, cuckoo and deer when the tree is deep.