"Two Poems on the Wall" Feng Gantang danced the ancient jade and personally came to the rooftop, after tens of thousands of times. I am like a cloud, coming and going freely. Xiaoyao never makes trouble and forgets the opportunity to preach Buddhism and Taoism. There are points in the world, and all living beings are suffering. Wu Wu Shen Lang, floating wheel three realms. Unfortunately, a spiritual thing was buried by the environment without beginning. The lightning flashed, and the battle for life and death. Hanshan made a special trip to visit and picked up frequent contacts. On the bright moon in my heart, the space is too clear. The legal world is boundless, and one law should be universal. There is nothing, and there is no dust to brush. If you can achieve this, you don't have to sit up straight. The words in The Great Sage are like clouds, flying red like rain, selling flowers. Looking back, the horse was washed away, the food was colder, the imperial secretary was closed, and the camel was misty and rainy. The wine I got with the gourd river on my back was slippery and slippery, so my brother and I couldn't walk any further. Sad place, sunset alley, people sing Xihe River. Nine times out of ten, what's going on in the world is helpless. On the forbearance of soldiers, I spoke well to the guests, and my face was wrinkled like boots. Guangwudi likes Xi, Dongling repeatedly, less happy and more worried. Hugh eyebrow lock. Call Zhu Yan, come more. "Dead Hua Lian" Cao Zu Song Ci Lian Juan Shen Zhenzhu jing yuan. The ground is shaded by trees and the sun is like a cloud. In the afternoon, before pillow flowers, feelings are condensed. Like a bed of ice, light reflects each other. Passing through the face is like waking up with wine. The water bottle is cold, so bring it to Jinjing. Wash away troubles and have no sleep. It still depends on six songs. "Operator": Zhu Dunru Songci Biwa Xiaohonglou, Jiang Nanan, Cao Fang. After the rain, the screen window is cold several times, and the pear blossoms are scattered late. See the water like a cloud, hair crow ingredients. Everything in the north and south is sad and lonely. Xin Qiji, Song Ci "The New Lotus Leaf Zhao De Zhuang Yun" returns. Who does Du Fu want to persuade to return? Trees are like clouds, ready to lend to songbirds. Rabbit sunflower oats, ask Liu Lang, how many times have you stained your clothes? Cuiping dream, feeling the water around the mountain. There is wine to carry, and the small garden is free and wild. It used to be prosperous, but things are different now. Half a spring breeze, I remember that year, the first time I saw Cui Hui. There are few geese in the south, and there is no brocade book. Where will Liao Xingzhi and Song Ci in Dianjiang Lip go? Cars and horses come and go. The whip points west. Emotional eyebrows are. The children in the hedge and Qin Zhengfeng. When will it be returned? Look at the luggage. It still looks like a cloud. "Dyeing Silk on the Spring Machine" Li Hetang Gu Qiyu Shang draws water from Tonghua Well, and the silk is as deep as a cloud. Beauty is lazy and worried, and spring shuttle throws a tall building. Colored thread is covered with velvet, and Bai Yulang sends peach leaves. Take the phoenix as the waist. May you have Yichun wine everywhere. Spring wine: Chun Xue wine. Bai Juyi, the Four Wonders of the Tang Dynasty, and the four big noble in the temple escaped from the Qin Dynasty and began to settle down. If there is an elf, Ying Xiao Wo, nothing can be done in Jiangzhou. "Dead Hua Lian" Yan Hansong Ci Qian Ye Xiang Meichun in hand. The sun is very thin, and shadows cover the front and back. It is easy to stand still for a long time. Don't get tired of hurting. Picking green flowers and flowing red strings. Look at green, don't ask pedestrians. The past is like a cloud, a dream. Even the grass is still shocked. "Reward friends to send scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening" Li blew flowers in the east wind yesterday and woke up a cup of tea in the Spring Festival Evening. Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown. Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds. Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow. Yuan's word "negative magnolia" is a water cloud bag. Like water and clouds. Idle people. Look for things outside your body in your spare time. Do whatever you want. Do it in your spare time. Looking for a vacuum. Only in the silence of Nanshan. Bai Juyi's Tang Daoxing, carefree and carefree, rolled up like a cloud. Liang was a philosopher when he moved, and Juchuan helped him build an empty boat. The bamboo pavilion is suitable for summer, and the water sill is cool until autumn. Love purple phoenix far, and walk with the government. Xin Qiji's Song Ci is like a cloud. I wonder how high it is. In the middle of the night, the silver candle has tears, and I will pay for all this. Don't wait to swallow dirt. Ask huahua. I don't know if flowers have feelings, but they seem to be afraid and jealous. "Go out to welcome guests and let the boat go home from Waqi." Huang Tingjian Song advocated that the wind and rain should not open and the maple leaves should be put back on the boat. The popularity is like a cloud, and there are no geese near Lingnan. People in pavilions rolled up curtains, and seagulls and birds in the bay were happy. I regret that I didn't have Xie Tao to wave, and the poems were rewarded with wine glasses. "Jiangchengzi" Cui Dunli Song Ci Wu Wangtai Yu Chuqing. It's far. Liu ruyun The west wind outside the door urges horses to crow and dust. Sound off the people in Yangguan, cover the sunset, and go to Western Qin. It is easy to return to China without teaching. The language is sour and spicy. Darkness will disperse the soul. And a statue of * * * belongs to Mo Cipin. At night, the moon is thousands of miles away. You remember me and I miss you. "Send Zhang Tian to feel the words" Huang Tingjian Song Zhanghou from Bayu, wings hanging like the sky. Over the years, the princes of the Han dynasty were despised and frosty. It's as light as a cloud to go to Wan Li. When I came back, my head was white and I couldn't go all out. The lake and the sea are still heroic, and some people talk about Chen Deng. A festival was held in Sanjin State, and punishment was sent to show condolences. The public has leisure days, and the Zen cave asks for incense lamps. Because of the luggage, I sent the old cliff vine.