"Butterfly Love Flowers, Cane World"
Text: Zhang Jiahao
One night the east wind frightened the window, and the willows flew the turbulent pond. The forest flowers fell all the moss, and I didn't see the dream of Zixiang in the spring. The red pink rapids, the 100-foot Zhulou leaning on the corridor. What is the limit of the four seats? The bead curtain does not roll back to Yanliang. The light rain and thick clouds came sleeplessly, and the news was unknown to the West Wing. Luo Yi dyed the colors of the autumn river, and the opposite side was silent. At that time, Shicui had a deep grudge, and the pool was short and shocked. Where does the water fall? Koike was busy with autumn rain last night. Zhu window splendid embroidery for a long time, who can appreciate this leaf and this flower? Pink Danqing can't be described, and the struggle is deep and hurt. Rao startled green fan covered the red pink, a song of picking lings fell next to the willow. How long does the red face look like the old? Rejuvenation desires to disturb the window. The woman picks lotuses in the wind, and the appearance and flowers visit each other. Always take pictures of spring makeup. I don't know where to hide? Yaoshan just turned to the bead curtain roll, and he was sad about this sentiment to send the mountain house. The green wine tasted the clouds for the first time, and a small window slept coolly. When the frost geese return, Ziwei Zhu Geun cherished the streaming. The former dust has been extended, and Lin Ye Yin has not yet opened. The first feast of the pool pavilion, the autumn breeze cools in the evening; Many old people wither, this is not a strong reward; The most yellow flower is good, light makeup wash cream; Flowers with green cloud sideburns, still like ten years; Endless is sorrow, and the incense dust has separated the window; Changting cherishes the scenery and goes to Yiyi to be busy; Think about the double flying, the red note small print is deserted; How long is a spring dream? Luo Yi Falling Flower Room. Last night's westerly wind urged the dream tight, away from the tears wet sleeves spring makeup. Ruthless is not as bitter as bitterness, and the five dreams on the floor are cooler. Hongying tree comes early in spring, where is it when it is monopolized? Who is next to the spring sorrow?
Cane the end of the world three autumns,
Farewell to Qin Lou,
Who borrows the boat?
Falling flowers and stormy Xiling,
To whom do you pay the worries?
March and the wind on the forest tour,
Old dreams and new worries,
Flowing into the orchestra.
Sleepy wine in the middle of the night,
Who collected the Thousand Mountains Mei Dai?
