Feasting in Taoyuan, Bai Juyi

I visited Xiaohua Jingyuan before,

unusual.

I saw him but he still rested,

My sorrow was easily dispersed.

The intestines are broken, the intestines are broken,

Remember the hairpin and the messy temples.

Sheng Chazi Niu Xiji

The smoke in the spring mountains is about to close, and the sky is light and the stars are few and far between.

The face of the waning moon is bright, don’t cry at dawn.

I have spoken too much, but my feelings are still lingering. Looking back, I still remember:

Remember the green skirt and the pity on the grass everywhere.

Lotus Leaf Cup Wei Zhuang

I remember that year, under the flowers, late at night,

when I first met Xie Niang.

The painted curtain on the west side of the water hall hangs down,

Hands in hand are dark.

Melancholy Xiaoying and the waning moon, farewell,

From now on, the sound and dust are blocked.

Now we are all strangers in a foreign land,

There is no reason to meet each other.

Bo Xing He Zhu

Light makeup and various styles, more beautiful and more frequent.

I recognized the heart of the piano and promised it first, and wanted to tie the two belts of acacia.

In the painting hall, Fengyue welcomes you, with a light smile and a helpless look.

Sleeping ducks by the stove, in the screen of soaring mandarin ducks, I am ashamed to hide the incense sticks.

Since the festival, there has been no outing to pick vegetables.

Ding Ning had deep feelings for the two swallows several times, but he hated the heavy curtains that hindered his interactions.

When will we meet again? It’s spring and I’m heavy with wine, and people will never be bored in idle days.

When I get up from sleep, there is still a beautiful day.

Sushanxi Li Zhiyi

The fairy courtyard,

I remember the return of spring.

The bees and butterflies are busy,

the lingering fragrance lingers deeply.

The jade emblem refers to stability,

different from ordinary feelings,

Fang Yongzhi.

Because of who is thin?

They are all natural.

Tongyin has not diminished,

I carry Fangchu alone.

Think about the former love again,

holding the golden bottle,

When will it feel like the old days.

Who can say it?

Pan's temples turn to frost,

fly to the head of the dragon.

The clouds will wrinkle,

I should miss you for a long time.

The last criminal Liu Yong

The raindrops fall on the empty steps at night, and I dream back in the lonely hall, feeling depressed.

I am in a state of idle sorrow, and it is difficult to paint pictures.

Autumn is getting old and the sound of crickets is getting bitter.

The night is approaching and the lights are spinning down.

The most unreasonable thing is that the good night always ends up sleeping alone.

The beautiful woman should blame me for not being trustworthy after we say goodbye.

I remember that we made an appointment with Jian Xiangyun.

In the depths of the secluded boudoir,

Drink according to the new words, Liuxia ***?

Let’s laugh together again and be willing to share gold, jade and pearls.

Sauvignon Blanc Qinguan

The iron urn city is high, the garlic mountain is wide, and the dry clouds are twelve stories high.

Waiting for the moon with open eyes, covering up with foil cloaks, Yangzhou is still lit with lights.

At the south end of Qi Mo, the name of the song is melodious, and the hometown name is gentle.

The curved threshold overlooks the clear stream, thinking about the shade of flowers and who is tied to the orchid boat.

Thinking of Qin Xian's heart is so desolate, I feel deeply the charm of Jing Dynasty, and I look at each other with a little sadness.

If you work hard to cut the ruler, you will not be able to cross Guazhou.

Xiao Jian is ashamed, Pan temples and Wu Shuang gradually thicken.

Fortunately, Yu Fei and Yuanyang are not old, so they should not be sad for autumn at the same time.

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