Ask for an old sentence that brings back words.

"Forgiveness is too late to get back to the point" Shen Quanqi

I live in Tokyo, and I am in Nanhai.

The wind and smoke separate Wan Li, and a few lines crow in the morning and evening.

The Lord eulogized the negotiations, and the ministers made laws and regulations.

Suddenly I heard the messenger of the bronze pillar, reporting the golden rooster.

Abandon the city and touch the emperor's face.

The soul is exhausted, and the kite flows.

Heaven punishes Yuan evil, but Chen merciful.

The five sides think of the blade, and the surname is Le.

When I was a child, I lost my heart, so I lost Bai Gui.

The promise is charming and the snow is deep.

Look at the grave ridge without reason, and Beijing is heavy.

Who said that the inflammation is wide and the sense of the earth is low?

Hundreds of flowers are strange, and insects are unreasonable.

If you keep a hidden yuan, it won't sting, but if you shake it, it will give birth to a fat man.

Malaria suffers from it, and poverty is beneficial.

Fire clouds steaming poisonous fog, rain overcast neon.

Zhou Chengan stood on tiptoe, and Wang Gong drew.

If you are poor, you will be exhausted, and if you touch it, you will be vassal.

The house is adjacent to the state ridge, and the seedlings are connected to the wild bed.

An empty mountain fights elephants, while Jiang Jing watches rhinos.

Every season, the tailor will think of his wife.

Children want a divorce, and young girls don't climb.

Dream butterfly is uncertain, turtle has ni.

Who can write this song? It's all sour and angry.

Yuan Zhen and Lotte's Autumn Peony Poems

My house is full of flowers, don't come and sigh.

Singing at night seems to spoil the color.

If you want to identify the back, it is too late to be diligent.

Wei's Xiumudong Return to Your Home

After 30 years of official transportation, the fields have long been sparse.

Hume followed this day and returned to the old market as soon as he came.

The mountains are beautiful, the wind is warm and the flowers are comfortable.

The spring is clear and the forest is shining.

Bamboo and wood were slightly destroyed, and the garden was abandoned.

I'm afraid my temple has declined, and I've been hosted by Zhou Lan.

If you have no personal feelings, moving will hurt you.

Talk less and pay more attention. I'm scared.

The world is good and self-retired, and its reputation is empty.

Hold hands with children and come to live at the age of 18.

"If there is anything new in the book of Xijiao School, please read it for a long time and don't send it first." Wei wuying

During the summer vacation, flowers and trees in suburban gardens are flourishing.

In the evening, the window is cool and the rain is green.

When you put on your arms, you will sing very high and turn to the piano for loneliness.

Andy walked among heroes, saying something like Lan Fu.

I still smell seaweed, and I'm looking forward to the delay.

Only the grass is green and the door is closed.

"Send to Longcheng Han Hu Si Langzhong" Wei Wu Ying

Knowledge is the same as ignorance, and wisdom is the same as strangeness.

Yu Yan had to hold hands and enjoy the night view again and again.

Be smart to accompany Gao Yong and enjoy China calmly.

One by one, the storm moved south to Guiyang Mountain.

The old inner door was empty and everything was hidden.

Looking at the city in despair, the sequence of seclusion will last forever.

A hundred flowers blossom in the spring breeze, and the warmth becomes a well.

Sleeping alone all day, the book is hopeless.

I should only look at the rain and dew and touch the desolate land.

Send Li Wei Wei Wuying

They are in love with He Congsheng.

Know the way and brush your clothes from west to east.

If there is no banquet, the car will go out to worship.

Traveling is not fun, and the road to trouble is not clear.

In spring, flowers are blooming, and Qing Chuan can't stop thinking.

Incense dies, who can be with the world.

When the mask was closed, I silently thought about my voice and appearance.

"Rain accumulates in the mountains, and the way home begins" Wei Wuying.

It has been raining continuously for twenty years.

But when you see white clouds, you won't see spring in the rocks.

Is it easier to show a sharp current than to take a steep road?

The ape sounds cold in the deep forest, and the tiger tracks new.

Began to rise to the sunny scenery, mountains and rivers read the morning.

Miscellaneous flowers accumulate like fog, and all flowers grow old.

Sing a song repeatedly and come home from Xinxin.

"Kant" Wei

A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up.

Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began.

Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge.

When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi.

Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy.

There is no overnight storage in the granary, and the corvee is still there.

Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

Wei cold food

Mysteries generally have good cold food, and spring gardens are full of flowers.

The colorful rope blows the flowers and the ball comes to the pavilion lightly.

Long song sends the sunset and slowly blows away the broken cup.

If you don't have candles, you should think about it.

Luoyinchun building

Spring breeze is swaying, and the old country is far away.

I was evacuated because of illness, and I was lonely because of poverty.

Leaning against the curtain, the willows are high and the willows are weak, and the cool dew is small.

Spring scenery is often nowhere, and village mash is even more embarrassing.

"Send a gift to a master with a sunrise" Lu Tong.

Brother Lunga, boast that the sunrise knows the truth.

Breaking the lock and pushing the porch is indisputable.

Searching for ghosts and gods in The Analects of Confucius and Lao Zhuang Yi.

There are hundreds of doors in the letter, and the Buddha's marrow can be obtained by knocking on the bone.

In addition, miscellaneous classics are widely read.

Gao Tang arranges monks and sits in a lot of volumes.

Self-integration, three religions can only be achieved.

Chewing the palace merchants with the clock, full of kind words.

Businessmen and girls have never said anything about life and death.

When it comes to strong worship, elegant language is not obvious.

Breaking the sky, there are countless meanings.

Zhan Ji is a lonely and helpless monk.

I love writing poetry recently, and the novelty is quite annoying.

Suddenly, the ancient lattice is built, and the vulgarity is unique.

If you wrap your head carelessly, but study history diligently.

Learning from each other is far from comparable.

There is no distance to pity monks, and there is no end to believing in Buddhism.

The appearance is quaint and amorous feelings, and the Qing Dynasty is prosperous.

I visited more than ten degrees, three or five miles apart.

I am happy when I see it, and I am happy when I don't see it.

Say a joke when you see it, and your mouth is full.

There is no heaven and no one listens.

I came from the snow yesterday, and my face was covered with red boots.

Seal the furnace to raise gold and cut square inches.

Mudpill Buddhism, changing villages is also a shame.

If you dare not taste it, Confucius doubts ji zi.

Divide the medicine after eating, and throw the rest in the mud.

Let's go to Xiangyangtang to stir floating ants.

There is nothing wrong with rice, and wine is water.

If you don't see your heart in the street, your reputation will be ruined.

The weather is sunny and the sunshine makes plums.

The spring bird is charming and the spring breeze is drunk.

The road is clean and people have flowers.

Monks have crutches and are willing to count.

Liu Zongyuan and Shaoyao are in front of the drama stage.

Ordinary flowers and plants change and wither at any time, only this beautiful peony is still in bloom this morning.

The bright red flowers of dewdrops, like a slightly inclined Zui Xiang, left behind the passage of late spring with their beautiful posture.

Enjoy it alone until the sun sets and the warm spring breeze shakes the branches and leaves frequently.

There is a thick fragrance floating out of the window, like a blind date.

I want to give you a present, you southerner.

Wang Wei, send my brother to Huainan.

After reading it, Xie Qi took the sword and went to Huaiyin.

Huaiyin teenagers searched for thousands of miles.

Lu Chen will have a better tomorrow.

Outside Kyushu Island, Chunting is three mountains deep.

Fan talked about guilt, and the flowers were captured.

Go back to the son of heaven and worship the Lord for money.

Suddenly think of silver carp, and have the heart of Cangzhou.

It's very cold in the sky, and the sunset is gloomy and dreamy.

Maple leaves fall in Jiangcheng, and autumn roots smell in Huaishang.

Send it outside the Qing gate, and the horses and chariots will return to Liao.

Melancholy Xinfeng tree, empty bird.

Wang Wei, seeing you off as a doctor.

Spring grass in the eastern suburbs, driving horses leisurely.

Apes outside the mountain are crying and flowing.

Island dew, the general will wait for the sound.

Hui fu is an official, and Zhu Guan is a state.

Lonely Yinger sings in a distant villa, and wild apricots send mountain mail.

Only in the morning and evening can we go back to play, and only the south can avoid autumn.

"Reward Xue's friendship with foreign members, and send it when you see it." Jiao Ran said.

In June, the gold was several volts, and now it is in the boxer.

The sun shines on the skin, and the poisonous fog confuses the temperament.

Andefen light purlin, beyond the cloud sign.

I don't know how heaven and earth were created.

Fire burns flowers, Yao grass is not as glorious as glory.

Save the guests at this time, and suddenly I am in my arms.

It's annoying to hold and play, and it sings beautifully.

The vitality of the pool makes the fourth order uniform.

The frost in the middle does not fade, and the gas is constant.

Jiangnan poet, don't be bitter.

Zigui baorong

Forest rules crow, cloud is the ancient Shu emperor.

Emperor Shu is a bird, anxious as a crime.

Sunny days can also be changed into spring.

Call Meng again, dense leaves can be entrusted.

Three crows are cool and autumn dawns, and there is no business in Baihui.

Xuanming cried four times in winter, and the clouds were miserable.

Non-success yellow strong man's hair, stained with a witch.

Sorrow is deep and cold, and sorrow covers the wings of sick cranes.

Hu Weiwei entrusts his life to you, and has no end of shelter.

Grief contains grievances, inferiority and avoidance of group potential.

I heard that the Phoenix is long and the feather family is under control.

It is wise to learn from parrots and split jade hair.

The hatred of the enemy is not in the string, and a sorrow can still hold.

I don't know how to rest, and I have been bleeding all my life.

The imbalance and decline of ancient style are all due to Zheng Wei.

Three sighs are still sad, tears are thirsty.

For example, because of strange sounds, music and midgut are in harmony.

Teach a faint weed that strangers are in danger.

The ancient meaning is close, like the sky.

Tea smells good for a long time, and it's no use using corydalis.

Who smells the pain of Zigui, thinks and corrects the sound.

"I sent Dali to seal the main book, and Goro was not married, but went to Tongzhou's main book." Du Fu

Don't go to the east bed and rush to the north hall.

The storm is far away, and the harp is empty.

Lying in the water leads to a magnificent picture, and Kunshan gives birth to a phoenix.

Two families are sincere, and the middle road is gray.

It is said that Qin Jin is a horse, and he has never thanked Lang.

Youth can only be adjusted, and bald heads lack luster.

Rain is lonely, pearls are hidden.

I hate leaving Manjiang Township when the flowers are folded in the cold.

Blessing the Holy Rain Zhang Jiuling

It is difficult for me to grow crops and carry a pavilion.

To deal with things, be holy and spiritual.

What makes me, but the fragrance of virtue.

Whoever is far away from the sky will come sincerely.

The weather was clear and cloudless, but xi stumbled.

To learn from others is to look at others.

Suddenly, the clouds are gloomy and salty.

Why?

How I felt afterwards.

Without height, without dew, millet is dark.

No flowers, no wood, powder.

If you don't come to Huanglong, songbirds don't think.

When a man is young and strong, the emperor is proud.

Is it different from Zhou Xuan's poems?

Sighing Sunflower Dai Shulun

Watch the flowers fall today, and see the flowers bloom tomorrow.

Flowers bloom to the sun and fall to the moss.

Since the flowers are different, see you in a few days.

Xiao Si Yansong Ancient Mine

Sad and sick, graceful and relaxed.

Go straight to the ancient temple, and the autumn temple is cold.

The light ring becomes a turtle, and the top of the crane is overcast.

There are many good trees in the mountains, but they are extremely poor.