The light thunder fell all night, and the light tiles were uneven.

Affectionate peony contains tears of spring, but the rose is weak when lying on the branches —— Spring Day by Qin Guan has dark green trees, long summer days, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

-Gao Pian's "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" and Liu Kezhuang's "Answer a Message to Yuan Chong" didn't see the dragon horse, but they were all made of spider silk. The outstanding people in the south are all old servants in the north in the end.

Recalling Yushu's long dream, pumping rose water and reading poems. Shame on eyesight, unordered things, purple floating and ignorant.

Rhyme and Your Majesty's Rose —— After Song Xuxuan's trees became shady, the crowd took a short rest. Who will hang the new brocade on the longest branch?

Roll the foil first and move the shadow at will. Enjoying frequency is too thirsty for wine, singing bitterness is too afraid of frost.

The picture frame is full of clouds, and the court is embroidered. Love is lingering on the sleeve, but it is unable to retain it.

The tender-core warbler steals, and the soft willows hang down. Xun Chibo took a photo of himself, and Liang tasted it.

Jade and plum are all withered, and the golden peach is also dark. Flowers should be the only expensive, so the court leaves late.

Decorate with bright makeup and moss, and borrow hedges from China. Low and flat, with different shades.

Fortunately, in the palace, it was still known by the black shop. Who do you promise your heart to? You can't get drunk.

Peony is shunned by heaven, and roses are despised by people. Dry the scenery, but greasy and light.

As beautiful as a goddess, as precious as Wei Ji. Wang pianyin, Qizi curious.

"Greetings from the Empress Dowager, Poems by Bai Yutang" In the Song Dynasty, Wang Yishan split the green bushes among the red gauze, and his love affair was suspected in the Fierce Fairy Palace. Chaozhen was more anxious to burn incense and threw the neon clothes on the treasure cage.

Suddenly, the waves beat on the shore and washed away the spring scenery, looking like a palace doll. It will be a flower root, better than a peach tree planted in the sky.

"Han Wo has a poem, and he took a boat from Fuzhou to Nancheng County to see a rose in the water"-Song, Li Gou and Han Wo went there that year, and the trip by boat was so concentrated. Who knows that on the stones by the river, the green is red and the beauty is spring.

How many books don't remember the past, the fairy source is still dust-free. What's the limit today? Versatile than the ancients.

Tang-Bai Juyi? -Mr. Pei Chang's poem "Eighteen Rhymes on a Rose Shelf" shows its wide application ... the quality is improved, and the flowers are left in a small hall. After late spring, the center of the courtyard is unique.