Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Shufen
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.
It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.
Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
Real name first, who is better than one thousand years!
Complain about love
Recalling that year, in order to find opportunities to make contributions, I went to Liangzhou, the border guard, alone. Now the military life of defending the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur.
The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. In this life, who knows, my heart is in Tianshan, and I am always in Cangzhou!
Operator Yongmei.
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
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First of all:
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow;
East wind evil, thin heart,
A sad mood, staying away from the cable after a few years,
No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and sad;
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion,
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Momomo.
Second:
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late;
The wind is dry, the tears are residual,
If you want to write your thoughts, you can talk alone in the diagonal bar.
Difficult, difficult, difficult.
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away;
The horn is cold and the night is hazy.
Afraid of being asked, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy,
Hide, hide, hide.
Show it to your son.
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Quail day
I live in a dark room. The slightest dust doesn't matter.
Pour the residual jade through the bamboo, and roll the yellow court to see the mountain.
Greed and arrogance make decline and disability. Let's smile everywhere.
Yuan knows that his creative heart is different, but he is as old as a hero.
Fisherman's pride
Look east and see where the mountain is. The journey is thirteen thousand miles.
A book full of papers.
Tears streaming down her face, the book will be returned next year.
Information: Hongqiao started. When can a ship find a brother?
Traveling around the world is really old.
Worried, trouble sleeping. In a few wisps of tea smoke.
"ChaoZhong measures? Mei "
Quiet posture does not enter the juvenile court.
There is only sadness in silence.
Wandering life, very cold.
At the end of the river, new poems and old dreams are lonely and hateful.
No matter the spring breeze, I once knew the East Emperor first.
"Langtaosha? Danyang Floating Jade Pavilion Seats "
The trees are hidden.
Several farewells.
Yang Guan often hates, not to mention autumn, you are a pedestrian.
Wipe away tears and towels.
Let's disappear separately.
A Li Jiang hate just split.
Andrew Chihiro cut off the smoke through the iron lock.
Xie Chichun
I joined the army in the prime of my life, and I was once swallowed up.
Clouds and smoke show the night.
Zhu Yan's temple is green, and he is guarded by Ge Xi.
Laughing at the crown of Confucianism made many mistakes.
The dream of fame and fortune is shattered, but the boat belongs to Wu Chu.
Sad songs, mourning the past.
The smoke from the kitchen is boundless, and you can see where Qin Guan is.
Sigh the fleeting time, and waste time.
Night tour of the palace
The snow is clear and messy.
Sleepwalking, I don't know where I am.
An iron horse has no power like water.
Xiangguan River, Yanmen West, Qinghai International.
Sleep in the cold light.
Sound leakage, moon-slanting window paper.
I promised to seal Hou in Wan Li.
Who knows, although the sideburns are broken, the heart is not dead.
Magpie fairy
A romantic experience, a misty rain, living in Diaoyutai West.
Fish sellers are afraid to go near the city gate, but they are willing to go deep into the world of mortals.
Tidal physiology, beach mooring, tidal rise and fall.
When people mistake Yan Guang for Yan Guang, I am an unknown fisherman.
"Huanxisha? Harmony without strange rhyme
Lazy to the sand head drunk jade bottle.
Tell you to enjoy the small window.
The most important thing is that the setting sun blows the horn.
Busy days are bitter, idle days are few, and new troubles often continue the old ones.
None of the guests is afraid to join the group.
"Good thing is near? Mount Meixian to see the sea. "
Swing sleeves to Xifeng, no feet.
Under the crutches, facing the whale sea, the smoke sails are vivid.
It is dusk to watch the clouds dance.
Thank you for your kindness to stay.
"striking? On the evening of July 16, climb the Happy Pavilion and see Nanshan in Chang 'an.
Crying in the corner of the border town in autumn.
The bonfire blazed on the high platform.
Singing and singing, standing on a high place, he gave wine to the land, which produced infinite enthusiasm for restoring Guanzhong.
Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon?
The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang River should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.
Bean leaf yellow
It is often rainy and windy in spring.
The wind and rain are clear and the spring is empty.
Who cares about red mud?
Hate is hard to be poor.
Just like in The Decline of Weng I.
fisherman
Xianghu misty rain filament.
Put the spoon on the new rice cooker.
After the clouds disappear, the moon tilts.
The tide is low and the boat is drunk.
Early summer seclusion
Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path.
When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.
The newly harvested bamboo shoots are ripe, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom.
Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.
[Note] The dragon is a bamboo shoot. Wooden pen, also known as magnolia. Both are common things in early summer.
Interpretation of Winter Nights in Yu Zi (3)
The ancients learned nothing,
A young man's kung fu never fails.
What you get on paper is superficial,
Never knew it needed doing.