1, the phoenix that once played here, so that this place is named after them, has now abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
2, sweet cold gold, turn red waves, get up and comb your hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.
3, the high platform does not see the phoenix tour, and the vast Yangtze River flows into the sea. After the dance, the green moths went to the countryside together, and their bones still welcomed the autumn.
4. Under the Phoenix Mountain, I hate the voice of jade, and it's easy to rest tonight. The song of 30% off Yangguan did not compete, and the dumb bird urged it to go. With resentment, two lines of clear tears, stained with thousands of heavy iron. Don't ask any more questions. I'm already sad without respect.
5. Last year, people were in the Phoenix Pool, playing with silk at night. The water is fragrant, the pear cloud is warm, and the embroidered curtain hangs in the deep courtyard.
6. After the Phoenix broke, I broke the mirror and flew away. There is little news from the ends of the earth. Dream back to Liaohaibei, and the soul breaks the jade Kansai.
7, the eyes are fascinated at the beginning of the long rain, and the house is full of green shoes. Suddenly I came to the foot of Liuqiao, and there was a dewdrop wet flower.
8. The mountains are bright and clean, and there is sound when the green plums fall. On the east bank of Liuqiao, I leaned back and talked about Feng Shui to wake up.
9. The village road is clear, and it is made of snow and mud. After ten days, it will not reach the west of Xiaoqiao. When I went out, I felt that spring came early, and the willow was dyed light yellow and soaked in the stream.
10, just finished watching the besieged city and entered the ancient city. Painting famous paintings is always light. The blue boat urges the lotus to grow, fearing that it will rain in Tianmen.
1 1, a window of landscape painting is horizontal, and the phoenix flies into the city. The shelves are all falling from the sea of clouds, and the songs are still plain.
12, wet clothes in front of the diaojiao building, the Phoenix Terrace is sparse. Poor thing, I swallowed my flute last night, but I didn't go home in my dream.
13, the spring scenery in the city is far away, and the reflection of microwave bamboo shadow is clear. Show Mei a boat, a piano and a rhyme, and the brothers move on the shore.
14, the ancient Tuojiang River in Tianlan Lane, the light and shadow flow, the sound of wooden oars. Tourists stay at Qingshi Road, when will they come to Phoenix again?
15, looking for Fengcheng in heaven and earth, I was surprised to see it with my own eyes. Fairy Cui Wei rides under the clouds, and the tree phoenix trees sing.