Title: Xilin Wall
Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near.
I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain.
Hui Chong Chunjiang evening scene two
Chapter 1
Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.
Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat.
Second
The two returned to the Hong and wanted to break the group, and they still seemed to return to the north.
I know that there are many winds and snows in the Shuo desert, and I will wait for the half moon spring in the south of the Yangtze River.
Drink the lake after the first sunny day
Chapter 1
The morning sun welcomes the guests Yan Chonggang, and the evening rain leaves people into the drunken country.
This means that Jiajun will not, a cup should be the Narcissus King.
Second
The water is shining and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate.
Gift Liu Jingwen
There is no rain cover for the lotus, and there are still proud frost branches in the chrysanthemum.
A good year must be remembered, the most orange, yellow, orange and green.
Begonia
The east wind curls up and spreads the sublime light, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is in the corridor.
I was afraid that I would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burned a high candle to shine red makeup.
Chunyoi
The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
The sound of the song pipe building is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night.
Flower Shadow
Overlapping on top of each other, several times the child could not be swept away.
was just cleaned up by the sun, but he taught the bright moon to send it to the future.
和子由渑池怀旧
Life is everywhere, it should be like Feihong stepping on the slush.
Occasionally, there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hongfei counts things.
The old monk has died into a new tower, and the bad wall has no reason to see the old problem.
Do you remember the rugged days in the past, the road is long and the donkey is sleepy and neighing.
Say goodbye to Dong Chuan
Wrapped in a coarse cloth, he has poetry and books in his belly.
Tired of accompanying the old Confucian cooking gourd leaves, he is forced to step on the locust flowers.
The bag is empty, and the spring horse is not searched, and the eyes are chaotic to see the car of the son-in-law.
The pride is still boasting of the world, and the new wet words of Zhao Huang are like crows.
East column pear blossoms
The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and the catkins are full of flowers when they fly.
惆怅东栏一株雪,人生看得几清明。
Piano poems
If there is a sound on the piano, why not sound it in the box?
If the voice is on the fingers, why not listen to the fingers?
Huizhou is a must-eat lychee
At the foot of Luofu Mountain, in the spring of four o'clock, Lu orange bayberry is the newest.
Eat 300 lychees a day, and don't hesitate to be a Lingnan person.
Eastern Slope
The rain washes the east slope and the moonlight is clear, and the city is full of wild people.
Don't be suspicious of the slope of the road, self-love sonorously dragged the sound of the cane.
On June 27, Wanghulou was drunk
Chapter 1
The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat.
The wind blows and blows away, and the water under the lake is like the sky.
Second
The fish and turtles are released one by one, and the ownerless lotus flowers bloom everywhere.
The water pillow can make the mountain pitch, and the wind boat can untie and the moon Pei back.
Chapter 3
Wuling Baiqi doesn't care about money, and it is wrapped in green plates.
Suddenly, I remembered to taste the spiritual view of Xinhui, and I was stranded in Jianghai to have an extra meal.
Fourth
献花游女木兰桡,细雨斜风湿翠翘。
Infinite Fangzhou gave birth to Du Ruo, and Wu Er didn't know Chu's resignation.
Fifth
If you don't become a small hidden chatter, you can be idle for a long time.
I have no home to go to, and my hometown has no such good lakes and mountains.
First arrival in Huangzhou
laughed at himself and was busy with his life, and his career turned ridiculous when he got old.
The Yangtze River surrounds Guo Zhiyu is beautiful, and the bamboo is fragrant with the mountains.
The guest may be placed outside, and the poet is used as Shui Cao Lang.
It's only ashamed that there is nothing to do, and it is still expensive for the official family to press the wine bag.
There is a heavy rain in Meido
There was a thunder at the soles of the tourists' feet, and the stubborn clouds could not be removed.
The black wind blows the sea outside the sky, and the rain in eastern Zhejiang crosses the river.
It is very turbulent and convex, and a thousand canes are beating the sonorous drums.
Evoke the fairy spring sprinkled noodles, pour the shark room and pour out the Qiong rose.
自题金山画像
The heart is like a gray wood, and the body is like an untied boat.
Ask Ru Ping's life achievements, Huangzhou, Huizhou, Danzhou.
Dragon's tail inkstone
Huang Cong and Bai Hutian did not hesitate, fearing that the greedy man would die.
You look at the dragon tail stone, and the jade and gold sound are in the stone.
When you come with the sky as a stone, you don't give up with people at the beginning of the inkstone.
The poem is written by Bao Xie Shi and what is the pen Zhong Wang Yan does not know.
The jade box is full of dirt and dirt, and there is nothing to pound the bed.
Su Zifeng was inscribed, and the jokes mocked each other as the queen of the cow.
The blue sky shines on the water and the wind blows the clouds, and the bright windows are clear and dust-free.
I was born in the world and an idle thing, and Suzi is also a fragmented person.
Rough words are not chosen, spring worms and autumn snakes are drawn at will.
I hope that from the old east slope of Suzi, the benevolent do not need to be separated.
Yellow essence deer
The peaks in the southwest of Taihua, the falling flowers and flowing water are heavy.
The ghost only picks yellow essence and does not see the spring mountain deer to raise antlers.
Title: Wang Yi Shao post
Upside down drunk and two bald men, chasing the world's good bookmakers.
He once dreamed of the king and the bell, whitewashing and bullying the blind and deaf.
It is like the city advocating smearing blue and red, and the demon song and dance dazzle children.
Mrs. Xie is light and plump, and Xiao Ran has her own forest wind.
The gate of heaven shook and jumped the dragon, and the birds flew out of the forest.
For Jun cursive to continue its end, treat me and his day without hurrying.
Title: Qinghuai Building
Watching the fish Keiko Taiwu is gone, and Dream Butterfly Zhuang is born in Tsukasaki Muqiu.
Only Qinghuai is for the four hopes, and it still turns back on the city every year.
Vegetable garden after rain
When I heard the sound of rain in my dream, I like my vegetable is long.
The Pingming River Road is wet, and two oars fly on the shore.
Tiangong is really rich, and the cream is yellow soil.
The frost roots are growing, and the wind leaves are gradually pitching.
Before the basket was loaded, he had already thought about the cup.
Difficult physiology is narrow, and he dares to specialize.
Small pick-up rice mountain monks, Qing'an sent a true reward.
Kale is like a mushroom, and the cheeks are crisp and beautiful.
The white cockroach is bubbling out of the ground.
Who can see the heat, the small stove should be self-raised.
Drunken sleepers
It is better to be drunk than to be difficult to walk, and it is better to sleep than to speak.
Mr. drunk lying among the stones, no one knows this meaning for eternity.
snail
The fishy saliva is not satisfied with the shell, and the chat is enough to wet yourself.
I don't know how to go back, but I make sticky walls.
Packing
Tian Tian resists the rising sun, and lies in the spring water every day.
Tile the messy leaves, and repeatedly report the roe.
One of the three songs of Qiuxing
The hometown is still a dream, and they re-board the fishing boat together.
Try to accompany the whole old traces, and the fallacy is ashamed of the past.
There is no blank head to serve the country, and there is a famous field where to return farmland.
Yellow chicken and white wine Yunshan about, this plan was already Haoran at that time.
潭
There is no road under the green wall, and the thunderstorm wears it in what year.
The light shakes the rock temple, deep to the shadow in the sky.
I want to see it, and the dragon should hold the treasure sleep.
Who can sit on the lonely stone and try the monk's meditation.
Huai Shang early onset
The moon is pouring into the clouds and the corners are mourning, and the light wind blows the water and the scales open.
In this life, he is old in the rivers and lakes, and he silently counts ten times in Huaizhong.
Suigetsu-ji Temple
The thousand-foot-long pine hangs dill, and a song is on the Tiyun Ridge.
Where are the deep lakes and mountains, and there are many laurels in the water moon pool.
Du Jie sent fish
The New Year has given Huangfeng wine, and the old and old still divide the tail fish.
The alleys are closed to the sun, and the small garden removes snow to get spring vegetables.
The sick wife cut the silver silk, and the childish son looked for a ruler and a plain book.
Drunk eyes are hazy looking for a way back, and Songjiang is sparse in the evening of smoke and rain.
apricot
Flowering sends after-cold, knots and new fire.
Guanzhong is fortunate to have no plum, and Ru Qiang is full of peace.
fan
The group fan seems to be defeated in autumn, and Danqing is like an old pineapple.
For a while, it is not my business, and the world is hot.
Yoritaka Decree
The spring breeze swept away the flowers all over the ground, and several times he was drunk with the governor's office.
The poem is splendid and open-minded, and the extreme frost is around the teeth.
Don't drink with anyone later, and the guests are homesick every day.
The countryside knows that there are children and grandchildren, and sooner or later the boat will go to the sea.
Promote weaving
The moon is thick, and the dew leaves are weeping.
The night is long and does not warm itself, and the worry is cold.