It's sunny, rainy and snowy.

Looking at a sunny day

Huang Xuan is changing all the time, but the colorful sun can stay.

The sky glows with waterfalls, but I am ashamed to smile at the pink window.

Hui Jin is full of sunshine and warm clouds, and the dew is idle, reflecting the softness of the day.

I would like to break a corner of the flying rainbow and give it to you as the head of the jade hairpin.

(The first and last section)

Look at the shade

Only the clouds are thick and not sad, and the mysterious and yellow changes are always endless.

The sun silently covers a thousand layers of accounts, and the jade rabbit worries about Wan Li's eyes.

Since the haze has cleared, why can't my thoughts come back?

When you see through sadness and fog, it's just the thickness of clouds, not sadness!

(rhyming poems)

Listen to the rain

I am aware of leisure, and I am listening to the rhyme in the forest.

The music is swaying, is it safe? Huang Xuan has been changing.

Lotus leaves are rustling and flutes are ticking.

Falling into the void, flying up and down, shadows rustling around the carved building.

(intermittent Tibetan poems)

See the snow

At present, there is chaos, goose feathers are cold and silent, and mountains and rivers are covered with shame.

The catkins of Sanjiang rise from the countryside, and flowers bloom and fall in one place.

The crystal condensation of water dew is particularly dazzling, and the mysterious and yellow changes are always endless.

People say that wax is a waste of scenery, and the palaces in Beijing are full of silver.

(Seven Laws)

Wu Tian

Jin Xian's creation is planned, and the weather can't move.

In an instant, my face often changes, but my mood moves in an instant.

Rain or shine, rain or snow, emotional freedom.

Worldly desires points out, and the mysterious yellow becomes endless.

Take the public sentence "Xuan Huang always changes endlessly" as the wheel of the seven laws. One is the body of a bee's waist on a sunny day, the other is the beginning and end of a poem on a cloudy day, the third is the poem of overlapping words on a rainy day, the fourth is the poem of parting and hiding on a snowy day, and the fifth is the seven laws on a rainy day. Try all kinds of miscellaneous poems, practice writing and chat.

My Humble Pen Mo Xiaxiang