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What is the name of the inscription by Yongmei, a fortune teller? What other epigraph names do you know?

Buzuz Yongmei Land Tour

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.

Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Yongmei is the name of the inscription.

Bu operator

The divination operator is a epigraph name, also known as Baichilou, Meifengbi and Chu Tianyao. According to legend, it borrowed the nickname of the Tang Dynasty poet Luo. Luo's poems can be named after numbers and called "divination symbols". This song prevailed in the Northern Song Dynasty. Wanshu's rhyme is thought to be from "fortune teller". Two tones, 44 characters, and two rhymes. You can also insert words on two knots, turn five-character sentences into six-character sentences and put them in the third bean. Song Jiao Fang reinterpreted it as a slow song, and the collection of movements entered the "Xiezhi Tune". Eighty-nine words, the first four rhymes, the last five rhymes.

Typical ci

Su Shi's works

Buzuo Huang Zi Zhou Ding Huiyuan Residential Project

The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.

At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.

Lu you's works

Buzo Yongmei

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Li Chi Ngai's works

Bu operator

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, drinking the water from the Yangtze River.

When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

Yan Rui's works

Bu operator

I don't love the world of mortals, but I seem to be misled by the frontier. When flowers bloom, you always have to look at the oriental monarch.

You have to leave, you have to live. If you get a mountain flower, Mo Wen will be a slave.

Liu Kezhuang's works

Buzuo Haitang was damaged by wind and rain.

Petals are like butterfly wings, bright red, small and lovely. If God doesn't love flowers, why are they so cleverly designed?

When I saw the trees blooming in the morning, there was not much left at night. If they say God loves flowers, why destroy them with wind and rain?

Xia Wanchun's works

The heartbroken Buzuz

Autumn leaves are empty, and the plane leaves are swept at night. Unexpectedly, if we can't get together, we will miss each other.

Twelve Yushu trees are withered, and the lanterns are flickering. After a few lines of tears at dusk, a crow crows the moon.

Crown works

Operator Bu sent Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang.

Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown. Where are you going? To the intersection of mountains and rivers.

Take the spring water and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring.

Mao Zedong's works

Buzo Yongmei

Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.

Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.