Appreciation of Kong Fan'en's poetry
Seven Laws. Snow
Text/Kong Fan'en
The tea melts the white snow and tastes fragrant, lightly boiled with affection and friends.
The pear blossoms from the sky are full of flowers, and the frost and cold grass and wood locks are fragrant.
Lamei smiled and did something new, and the host sang into my room.
The field of vision knows the cold state in front of him, and the spring letter is sent to the family hall.
Qing Ping Le. Old Age Mentality (Li Bai Body)
It's old. Temperament is always good.
Think about it for years.
The monks race against the clock.
Struggle and joy in life. Over the clouds high memories of Fengdeng.
In the past, like smoke, it dispersed, and Qingsong did not change its shape.