Living in the western suburbs of Moshan [Song] Living in the unknown suburbs, a stream is shallow. I remember last winter, there were some plums. They were by the water. When Kesahig saw it, he drank wine and looked at the east wind and the snow. The whole stare, just like Jiang Nanan. Glancing at you, I advise you to stop lamenting. I feel that I have lost my heart and my waist is still changing. Once, don't be lazy, spring is not far away. And chase after the tour, hold a banquet to find incense.

Minus Mulan flies early [] Yao 2 flies early. It is better to have a wild goose in the sky. Talented people seek seclusion. Strive to ruin autumn new poetry. There are no floating seagulls. Don't get tired of dust. What's wrong with dressing backwards Liangzhou sings the moon.

Manjiang red ink flower southward expedition [Song] Chao Buzhi's ink flower southward expedition, bowing, more than 3,000 miles. I don't lament this, but it hurts. Eyes full of green hills and grass, the sunset is half clear. It is the fisherman's pleasure to ask where the lotus is deep. Clear current affairs, indulge in wandering. Give everything you have and get drunk. How talented you are. You are a bosom friend. Unlike Zhu Gongjiang's trip to the sea, Tao's gardening plan was not completed. Chu township, the scenery is better than hometown, who is right or wrong.

Su Wuman's "Gap Light Year" [Yuan] Feng Zunshi's "Gap Light Year" is like a dusty thing, secretly changing things. Floating and disturbing, dust on the back, lingering wine and color. In your opinion, besides Yue, there are Qin Zhou and Tang Han as heroes throughout the ages. Leave a legacy and destroy a monument, and things will last forever. Wu Wenzao, Jasper Pot, Baiyun, don't have Cuixia Palace. Three days of elegant meeting, colorful economy, went to the Joan banquet. Yaochi, Yuen Long, Du Qing, Jiangque, I believe it will be fun. Laughing and suffering, selling bones endlessly, and going back and forth.

Ruihe Xiannian is over half a hundred [Song] Zengbo Li is over half a hundred. Disappointed and strong, there are stars on the temples. The wind is getting cold. Near the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon was born again. Pastoral leisure also. It's embarrassing. It's Weng. I still remember that at that time, the curved arrow hung down the door, lonely and negative. Hugh also. Toothpick chajia, jade shed, not assembled. A dream of floating life. The emperor wanted to laugh. You can share clothes and meals in your spare time, and a smile can be harmful. Ask the immortal, Penglai is at the bottom, and the drunken hometown is also.

Manjueming [Yuan] is a long-term child, so you don't have to look outside. Everyone has his own Buddha. Floating life is confusing, selling bones for thousands of times. Chisel through the spiritual source of Fahai, the rise of Zen River, and stormy Cui Wei. The mud cow roared, imposing and thundering. Bodhi. The seamless tower is surrounded by forests, and the mountains and colors are separated. Let Cao Manxue leak red berries. Everywhere is fragrant and strict, and there is only Artemisia. True news, on the top of the lonely peak, barren woman embroidered raspberry moss.