Twenty poems about Li Shen's new building, Wanghai Pavilion (the highest place in the middle of Wolong Mountain), the Wuying rabbit is far from the horizon, and the crane's back is loose and the threshold is low. The lake mirror sits in the corner to see that the box is full, and Haitao is born to distinguish the clouds. The evening haze is bright and the river sail is small, and the smoke tree is boundless and fascinating. Xiao suo's feelings are all dreams, and the grass should grow in nine days.
Twenty poems about Li Shen's new building: Water Temple, Yanbo Wild Temple, passing by, is a dream of a water country. There is a river and a moon in the clouds, and the tide passes through the island and the sea every day. Sit and watch the fish and birds float far away, and quietly see the balcony up and down. It is convenient to smell Daohua City, so you should only go to the Dragon Palace from here.
In the lonely net dust of incense lamps in Li Shen Jianxuan Cinema, the worry body must be empty. The dragon bowl has fallen and it can't rain, and the tiger bed still has hentai. There is no bubble floating in the centering pool, and the waving rock edge is dreamy. In the middle of the night, the pine nuts fall in the moonlight, just like listening to the law to serve the public.
Bao Rong's twelve peaks and mountains in Wushan nostalgic for the past are green and faint, and the stone fireworks and fog offend Rong Hui. Young Chu women are jealous of the old clouds, and the daytime gods are dreaming. The silver arrow darkens the night candle, and the pearl spring frequency dances the clothes. Who hurt Song Yu thousands of years later, left a green hill to distinguish right from wrong.
On the 9th, Bao Rong and his friends climbed mountains and trees, and the yellow autumn filled Sichuan, and the wind in cornus stood in front of them. A few times for the guests to celebrate the festival, I have seen who is a teenager. Frost newspaper clothing cold needle finger, wild goose surprised dream tears Chanjuan. It is rare to be drunk and happy in ancient times, and to leave the poor to pay for it.
Bao Rong sent a 17-year-old school book. Li Renxing, a scholar, was lucky last August, and there were four or five people in the pool. After a long trip to the moon, I was sad and dreamy, and I mistakenly entered Huaguang to laugh and recognize spring. First, go to the pavilion with the breeze, and then the autumn rain will cross Longjin. What's the reason for this day this year? The depression in shantou is bad for the sick.
Wang Chu sent Ye Xiucai to ride a jade dragon and carve a jade cage quickly, and the river beam returned to the light to collect clothes. The layer of ice rises near the dragon in spring, and Jiuzeyun flies alone. I miss my dream in Beishan, and I am rare to revisit Xiluo. Hanting dogs are close friends, and some days ago they drove back the crossbow.
at the beginning of Wang Chu, Wang Xiucai was sent to Chiyang, the governor of Wudu, Chizhou, to jump and carve saddles, and a hundred herbs were dried in a ten-mile pavilion. The clothes are covered with obstacles and the wind is fine, and the sword is light and snowy. In the sunny suburbs, the soul of the hometown is broken, and the trees are crying and dreaming. Host Xinglang of the South Pavilion, it's difficult to ask for directions when you shake your whip.
Wang Chu-zi and Shu Qiu-long flew obliquely to avoid Yi Hong, and the clouds were gloomy and the sky was empty. The night in the Han Palace is full of dew with two stems, and it is cool and cool with six scenes of wind. Xiang women can't help complaining about strings, and Equnxiang is hard to be poor by dreams. Two oars on the river bank even crossed the song, scaring away the swimming fish lotus leaves.
When Yin Yaofan's cold night is cloudy and Leng Jiang's sky is empty, the shadow of bamboo and plum blossoms is uneven. It's early for a chicken to wake up in the morning, and late for a cold city. Personnel disputes lurk, and the heavenly heart moves silently. Who cleans up the poor and the disabled, and the eyes are happy.
Yin Yaofan boarded the Phoenix Terrace and looked at Chang 'an on the Phoenix Terrace. The five-color palace robe was taken in Shui Han. The colored pen stays in calligraphy for ten years, and the Milky Way lies dry all night. The birds in the three mountains are dusk, and the grass and trees in the six generations are residual. At first, I believed that life is like a dream, so I don't want to dry my glass.
Yin Yaofan rewarded Liu Shijun for his winter solstice. The winter solstice is now, and he looks back on his hometown and dreams away. Gradually, I am happy that the sun will recover from the ground, but I will pity the group and chase the ice away. Mei contains dew and knows how to welcome wax, and Liu blows the palace robe to remember the waiting dynasty. How many old friends have accepted the banquet, and listened to the flute and Shao in the five clouds.
yin yaofan sent Liu Yuxi to serve the imperial court, and sent him to Wuyang city in Lianzhou, a faraway place, to restore prosperity and dispel the feelings of the guests. Home is similar to forgetting the dangers of mountain roads, and the soil is very light. Plum blossoms enter the Luofu dream, and plums are red in Guang Hai. This goes to know and pay for privacy, and Shi Tian Chunyu studies and cultivates.
When Yin Yaofan's imperial palace ladies entered the Taoist temple, they gave up their splendid palace makeup clothes, and Huang Guan's plain clothes were suitable. Tin's name is close to the king's command, and Pei Zuo is a new teacher. In the daytime, the jade is relentless, and in the evening, there is a dream to walk in the jade pool. The green girl companion is full of sorrow and parting, and she has released all her jealousy and pettiness. The Yueyang Tower in Liu Changqing, where the Qingxi Day is over, is full of clouds and mountains. In front of the building, visitors complain about Qiu Meng, and the beauty on the lake is suspicious of nocturnal songs. Sitting alone, the wind is high and the wind is urgent, and Pinghu is misty and bright. In the end, a boat will carry firewood, and the sails will worry about Bai Bo.