Ancient poems with wine flags blown by the spring breeze outside the city

Author: Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty)

Plum blossoms in Saibei play strong flutes, and lyrics in Guihua Mountain in Huainan.

Please don't play the old songs and listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.

In the early spring of Nanmo Dongcheng, it's hard to part.

Both Taohong and Li Bai praise good things. It must be played by someone else.

The phoenix pavilion is lightly covered with jade, and the Longtan looks at the dust silk.

Jade ditch and spring water set each other off, killing Chang' an children.

Jinguyuan, orioles flying around, bronze camel wind.

The peaches and plums in the city are exhausted for a while, and the struggle is like weeping willows for infinite time.

When Calyx Building just planted the seeds, the beautiful women were fighting upstairs.

Now throw it in the long street, and the leaves seem to be crying to someone.

Emperor Yang Di's palace is near the seashore, and several willows can't win spring.

Late as snow, fly into the palace wall and see no one.

The green door of Yu Mo hangs down, and there are thousands of gold threads.

Now as a knot of empathy, give it to pedestrians.

Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag, and pedestrians wave when the sun is shining.

Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.

Light and graceful occupy the years, and dance halls are everywhere.

You can't stay in late spring, just go with the wind.

Plum blossoms in Saibei were played by Qiangdi, and the hermit was written by Huainan Mountain.

Please stop playing the songs of the former dynasty and listen to the newly created Yang Liuzhi.

On the outskirts of the south of the city, early spring is coming, where are the willows where pedestrians meet?

Peach blossoms, brilliant red plums and white flowers are praised by everyone, and this beautiful scenery needs the help of willows.

The jade curtain gently covers the door of the palace, and the palace people look at the willows by the royal river on the palace steps.

The willows on the Royal River set each other off and became interesting, which made the teenagers in Chang 'an city want to go crazy.

In Jinguyuan, warblers are flying around and bronze camels are blowing the spring breeze.

Peach blossoms and plum blossoms in the city will soon wither. Why is weeping willow not limited by time?

In the early planting season of Calyx Building Qianliu, the beauty competed with it upstairs.

Now the wicker is thrown on the long street, and the branches and leaves are like tears. Who do you hate?

Yang Di's palace is near the Bianshui River, and a few residual willows are not worthy of the beautiful spring scenery.

The night wind blows catkins like snowflakes and flies into the palace wall, but no one is there.

In front of the palace, the willow trees in the east gate of Jingshi brushed gently, and thousands of gold wires hung down.

Now tie the wicker into a concentric knot and give it to the traveler. Does he know?

The spring breeze outside the city blew the flag of the hotel, and it was time for pedestrians to say goodbye to the sun.

There are countless beautiful trees on Chang 'an Road, and only the willows send their love for each other.

Wicker is light and graceful, and has a beautiful life. Dance halls and makeup buildings are everywhere under her cover.

In spring, catkins can't stay in the air, but fly away with the wind. I don't know whose home they are.