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Lyric Song Ci can be written in any dynasty, and it is better to have comments.

palace poetry

Feng Xue

Early in the morning, the concubines on the 12 floor dressed up; Climb the tower and look forward to the king of kings.

The door of the door is locked and the door of the door is locked inside. The copper dragon funnel is getting slower and slower, and the waiting time is longer.

After combing the bun, you should look in the mirror again and again, change your silk clothes again, and pay attention to adding some spices to smoke.

From a distance, the flickering shadow of the main hall opened the curtain; I saw a maid with a short robe and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.

golden

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.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

● Sapphire case

Xin Qiji

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East.

Blowing down, the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of incense.

The phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns,

A night of dragon and dragon dancing together.

Moths, snow willows, golden plumes,

The laughter faded away.

Looking for him in the crowd,

Looking back suddenly,

That man is there,

The lights are dim.

● 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.

● Yu Linling

Liu Yong

Cold and sad.

Yes, Changting is late,

The shower began to stop.

Everyone drinks without emotion,

Nostalgia,

Lanzhou urges hair.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears,

I was speechless and choked up.

Go after reading it,

Thousands of miles of smoke,

The dusk is boundless and the sky is vast.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times,

What's more, it is as cold as Tomb-Sweeping Day!

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight?

Yang Liuan,

The morning breeze and the dying moon.

Over the years,

It should be a good time and a good scene.

There are thousands of customs,

Who are you talking to?

● Break the routine.

Yu Li

In the past 40 years,

Three thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

The dragon house in Fengge is connected with humble people.

Yushu Qiongzhi is a cigarette radish.

I've known him several times.

Once classified as a vassal,

Sink the waist and kill the temples.

The most hasty day is to resign from the temple.

The farewell song is still playing in the teaching workshop.

Tears for Gong E.

● Yu Meiren

Yu Li

When is the spring and autumn month,

How much do you know about the past?

The small building blew eastward again last night.

The old country can't bear to look back on the mid-Ming Dynasty.

Carved fences and jade should still be there,

Just Zhu Yan' ai.

Ask how sad you can be,

Like a river flowing eastward.

● Meet Huan.

Yu Li

The flowers in the forest have withered,

Too hasty,

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears,

Stay drunk,

When does it weigh?

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

● Like a dream.

Li Qingzhao

Last night, it was raining and suddenly the wind blew.

Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.

Ask the shutter man,

However, Haitang remains the same.

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?

It should be green, fat, red and thin.

● Drunken Flower Yin

Li Qingzhao

The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad.

Renau Xiao Jin beast

This festival is the Double Ninth Festival.

Jade pillow cabinet,

It's cool at midnight.

Put wine in the east after dusk,

And Dimfragrance and sleeves.

Don't die,

The window curtain rolls west wind,

People are thinner than yellow flowers.

● Remember to play the flute at Phoenix Terrace.

Li Qingzhao

Golden man,

Turn red,

Get up and comb your hair.

Ren Baoyu was covered in dust,

Hang the curtain in the sun.

Afraid of parting,

How many things,

I want to talk about it.

New and thin,

Non-dry wine,

Not a sad autumn.

Hugh.

And come back here,

Ten thousand times in yangguan,

It's hard to stay.

Studying in Wu Lingren,

Smoke locked on Qin Lou.

Only the running water in front of the building,

Should read me,

Staring all day.

Staring at this place,

From now on,

New sadness.

● Huang Huiyuan Residential Project of BU Operator

Su Shi

There is no moon to hang sparse tung,

It is quiet to miss someone.

Seeing you alone,

Fuzzy and lonely.

I was taken aback, but I turned around.

Nobody hates it.

Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live,

Lonely sandbars are very cold.

● Jiang Ji dreams on the twentieth day of the first month.

Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless.

Never think, never forget.

Thousands of miles of solitary graves,

Nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if we don't know each other when we meet,

Face covered with dust, temples like frost.

When night comes, the dream suddenly comes home.

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Take care of each other,

Only a thousand lines of tears.

Expect heartbreak every year:

Moonlight night, short Matsuoka

● Hairpin Phoenix

Lu you

Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine.

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city.

The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

When I'm sad,

Stay away from cable TV for a few years.

No, no, no.

Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin.

Tears flooded her face.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.

Although Meng Shan is here,

Brocade is hard to trust.

Mo, Mo, Mo!