A Study of The Whole Song Poetry

Nian Nujiao (I am nine years old, with Chen Hanqing, Zhang Shuxin and Wang Rendao)

Climbing high is not about being young, but about sighing old. The ancient scenery revisits autumn scenery, and the cold wind blows the hat. Thousands of miles away, the man of the hour, the dust settles. The dangers are the same as those in Yushu, Jiao Ran.

Melancholy purple chrysanthemums and red dogwoods, which are fat every year, should laugh at people who are empty and old. The Xijiang River in the North Que is far away, so it is rare to get one. Don't say it, win respect while you are idle. I was drunk and dying, and the song echoed in the forest.

Niannujiao

Therefore, there are Xu Niang and sad and happy words \ \

There are thousands of mountains in Chushan, the scale of which is no less than that of Song Dynasty. The official position is as weak as autumn, and the dust invades their jobs. Chrysanthemum is still green, dogwood is not purple, it depends on who. Where is the hometown, the twilight clouds are low and the afterglow is exhausted.

Recalling the good old days, I sang a farewell song. I don't think Xu Niang is old. Meeting, parting, joys and sorrows, looking back, who will arrive in Gutian this year? With fame and unforgettable flavor, when will you dump it again? Friendship is good, and geese are diligent in sending clouds.

Nian Nujiao (Bing Shen enjoys the plum blossom on December 6th, and enjoys hearing about Cen Shou Temple, and the next generation will return home)

The ice is broken, ask who will send it far away, spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems that God has been making a guest appearance for a long time, reporting the news of the Spring Festival to me. The cottage is surrounded by hedges, and the old garden is open. At the age of two, across the mountain. See you at the end of the world. It tastes as good as before.

Who reads in front of the wind at the end of the month, when the temples are green and the flowers are white? I don't hate spending a lot of time and throwing away the years. Chew your heart, climb the bar and find a sentence, and get drunk. After waking up, the dream soul returned to work several times.

Nian Nujiao (moved to Ling Jie's table, Song Ziyuan bought a farewell dinner in the backyard and gave Jill a song to greet her at the dinner).

The two were petite and respectful to the front, and did not save the moth. Sing the master's English quip, the pressure is three rivers and seven rivers. I'm afraid of getting sick. I always leave my arms. I am worried about accumulation. Hometown is a dream, which is easy to blow to the south.

The situation is a lasting friendship, which will be lucky after several years, and then it will be easy to say goodbye. Say goodbye to chatting in a hurry and getting drunk, and cherish this. Jinse Huatang, looking back at the Ming Dynasty, lost in the twilight. Where is acacia, the wind, the forest and the moon hang.

spiritual song

Sucking the river, all the pavilions are named \ \

The boat crossed the Xijiang River, and the wind was quiet and dust-free at dawn. Warm after frost, Dong Junxiao, Mei Shao drunk in spring. The spectacular pavilion is high and the secluded path is far away, leading the river to the water. Ren Quan threw the book collar away and took his family to visit the ancient times by the clear spring and under the shade.

Chu, Shu, Jiangshan branch, looking deep into Beijing, more than three thousand miles. My life is high, and my fame is not envied. I have a strong fitness heart. Cheers. This trip must be remembered. Even though he is rich and prosperous, the bells and drums in the garden are only present.

Shuilongyin (Yiling Snow)

The dense snow in the morning is like a sieve, and the bright snow in the eyes is like washing. Plum blossoms have passed, but the east wind has not released, and the city is full of peaches and plums. Broken headland, high forest and short trees, cleverly packaged and evenly repaired. The hair is more beautiful, the fields are clear and moist, the eyes are full and the years are full.

Who cares about dangerous houses and depends on themselves? * * * fall, the sky is vast. The words are harsh and the wine in the glass is reduced, so it is difficult to feel happy. The sky is bleak and temporarily covered, with yellow hair and white reeds. However, China's eyes are broken, and the pearl palace jade is three thousand miles away.

Shuidiao (boating in Zhu Bei with gentlemen from Zhang Ziyi, eating with Ziyiyun)

I have dreamed of Baipingzhou all my life. Only now, the wave shadow of the roller shutter overflows the wind hook. It's getting late, the rhombic leaves are like lotus leaves, and the fragrant Cui supports the boat. But it's good for mountains and lakes, and I'm thinking about going to Huangzhou.

Liu Bian Dike and Zhulige have been swimming before. Suddenly heavy, I don't know the origin of this long stay. Plant bamboo on the Wu Bi and enjoy the cool moon, white and heavy floating. If you want to be in harmony with Lingyun, you must think about bitterness and reward.

Tune the song with water (after ten days, Ziyi will invite you to swim in Cangsi backyard, go boating on the shore, and give it to you when you are drunk)

What's the coolness? Tingzhou, Liu Yin. Move the boat deep in the lotus, waiting for the bright moon to be like a hook. A touch of sunset, ten hectares of drunken red and fragrant green, a hundred lines of Qiongzhou. Haug was excited and heroic in China.

Pan-hibiscus, leaning on green water, traveling in England. At this meeting next year, poor Jia is the only one. Lai has the immortal of Yingzhou,//Neng should be tasted as a national record. Stay in the clouds and walk high to comfort each other. Wealth, wine.

Shuidiao Song (Tong Ziyi, Wei, Zhou Qingge, Wei Zhiyun)

Autumn is boundless, the wind and dew wash the clear sky. Climb to the top of the mountain and lean on the highest peak. Fortunately, after sunset, the clouds in the fields gathered together and covered the distant mountains. The walls are jagged and the smoke trees are gone.

Sitting on the sidelines, I can only talk about the fight, and my anger is like a rainbow. Spend a million words and give Hong Fei a dirty look. Don't ask about Mei's stove, don't blame the mountain god, remember Cai Zhiweng. Grass lingyun fu, to play Daming Palace.

Prelude to water melody

The second rhyme is thank you \ \

It's as cool as autumn when it rains. How beautiful the country is, I can see my old friend again when I shine at the moment. Going to the country for more than 3,000 miles, overlooking Chaozong Yishui, * * * laughs and floats in this life. Fortunately, I have a boat. I want to ask Tu Qiu.

Sigh your talent, you can use it, so don't rest. It's messy, knowing that it's not the patent of Shu people. I'm afraid I'll go up and down, and I won't see you anywhere the day after tomorrow. It's easy to worry about other words. Remembering the Messenger of Peace and visiting Dihuazhou.

The snow in the south can't reach the ground. It snows heavily today. If the eaves are laid flat, the evening wind will turn. The mighty dry Kun is boundless, washing away the smoke and fog, and the gas is everywhere. Full of wealth and years, people are happy when they are healthy.