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See you in the rain pond, and the breeze will tell you. Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. Where did the egret fly when it moved?

It's easier to hold your head when you're drunk than to meet your opponent. The length of a day is suitable for sleeping. A poem written by sleeping on a banana leaf.

Lv Benzhong's "Nan Gezi"

The post road invades the oblique moon, and the bridge frost. Short hedges and broken chrysanthemums have a yellow branch, which runs through the depths of the chaotic mountain in Chongyang.

No dream in the pillow, the cold is longer. Only that the scenery in Jiangzuo is good, not that the Central Plains has turned desolate.

Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha"

The spring is chilly, the jade stove is full of smoke and lingering, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers.

Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.

Li Qingzhao's Memories of Qin E

Forests, chaotic mountains and thin smog in Ye Ping. The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk.

Fragrant leaves wine, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.

Li Qingzhao's Partridge Sky

The cold locks the window, and the phoenix tree should hate the night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.

Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.

Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. This is just a memory, which has come and gone before I know it.

Wu Wenying's Wind Into the Pine Forest

Listen to the wind and rain, worry about the grass and flowers. In front of the building is a dark road, a wisp of willows and an inch of tenderness.

Spring is chilly, wine is cold and warblers are singing.

Sweep the pavilion in the West Park every day and enjoy the new sun. The wasp frequently pounced on the Xiang Qiu rope, and at that time it used a delicate jade hand to make incense.

The melancholy two warblers don't arrive, and the moss in the secluded steps lasts all night.

Li Yu's Yu Meiren

When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so my country could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

Liu Yuxi

The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against the lonely empty city as in the past. On the east bank of Huaihe River, the ancient cold moon, midnight, peep at the old palace.

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