The eternal weather in Wuxi

How forgetful you are when you are old, Bai Juyi.

I want to be an official for one day. There is no such thing as a secretariat. Entertain guests and warm your wife and children.

I feel much more comfortable since I arrived in Du Dong. Division wins the secretariat, and the official wins the division.

Besides, under the garden, I am also happy. It is interesting to learn new knowledge by raising the same name as the old knowledge.

If there is snow, visit first, and if there is no flower, there will be no time. Fight for wine, praise poetry.

Thousands of lanes are separated by doors. Looking back, the book is imminent.

Leaves fall in the pagoda courtyard, and ice is born in the bamboo pavilion pool. If the sparrow asks, the crane will follow.

If you are physically and mentally ill, your ability will decline. How forgetful I am when I am old, but I don't forget my lovesickness.

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Touch the fish

Xin Qiji

How many storms can you save?

In a hurry, spring is back.

Cherish spring and fear early flowers,

Besides, there are countless red dots.

Live in spring. See said:

There is no turning back at the end of the world.

Hate spring and have no words.

Only hospitality,

Draw a spider web on the roof,

Yogyakarta flies.

Nagato,

It's not right to be polite.

Moth eyebrows used to be enviable.

A thousand dollars to buy each other as a gift,

Who is complaining about this situation?

Don't dance, don't you see,

Yuhuan Yan Fei is dusty!

Leisure is the hardest.

Don't lean against the fence,

The sun sets,

Willow is heartbroken.

● butterfly lovers, Flower Xie, Red Apricot, Small.

Su Shi

Flowers wither and red apricots are small.

When swallows fly,

Surrounded by green water, there is a sea of people.

Little catkins are blowing on the branches,

There are plenty of fish in the sea!

Swing inside and outside the wall

Outside the wall,

The beautiful woman in the wall laughs.

Laughter fades away, voice fades away,

Affectionate but heartless chagrin.

Butterfly Hua Lian sticks to his post.

Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh.

If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.

Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.

After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.

Yuan Haowen in Qiu Yan's Ci

Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death.

Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.

You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom.

Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.

The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.

The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.

I remember flying on the grass, wearing iron clothes and robes. Tianjin Bridge didn't know anything, so I leaned against the post and watched the sunset.