Poetry of "Summer Rain"

Evil!

I want to know you,

Live a long life and never give up.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, and the river is exhausted.

Thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer,

Heaven and earth are one, but dare to separate from you!

Fu Zhongnanshan should rhyme with the word Feng, and it should be called Yang Shidao.

Talk about seclusion as soon as possible, don't drive and practice seclusion. Bai Yunfei summer rain, Biling Hengchunhong.

Yang Lu is full of fragrant grass, and Wuzuo Palace is full of flowers. It will be late on the day of landing, and the fragrance will rise in Gui Lan.

Except Shang and Wei dynasties.

Simple but not secular, dedicated to the same piece of vegetation. Living in a quiet house, drinking is enough

I'm tired for a while, and I'm often lazy to read. Society will grow old and mountains and rivers will swim.

Only in the draft of Ming Dynasty, China and North Korea suspended Lu Mei. Except for the sudden arrival of the book at the door, the crown will be restrained.

I am ashamed of my official record, but I am mistaken for a gentleman. Throw and float the tassels to make the hub light.

I want to say goodbye to you. I like this Xijian song. The distant peak is bright and clean, and the summer rain is green.

The swift wind is floating on the wild road, and you can't turn back. Smoke pavilion tomorrow morning, white clouds in the ancient.

Answer Wei.

Suburban gardens rest in the summer rain, and they are in the shade. The professional side is invalid, and the reward goes against the feelings.

Finding a seat is like seeing it, and it's not just full of sadness. The situation is chilly, and I smell the cicada.

Guanfeng rose from Wei Wuying.

Summer rain is full of valleys, and the wind rises and falls. The valley is full of vegetation, and the valley is full of valleys.

If the stems are wide, bubbles will also flood. There is no source of peace when you come to the north to inject Jingwei.

Yunling is in the dark, waiting and watching. The ship is empty and the storm is raging.

Zhang Wei, an old friend of Yang.

When there are few tourists on the beam, it is still like hometown. The city has experienced war, and the characters hate survival.

Mulberry is green in summer rain and yellow in autumn wind. If you have a book that has nowhere to send, give it to the other person.

Liu Yuxi, swim the Yangtze River in the middle of the night and watch the sand tail in Nantang.

Huaihai is rainy in summer, and it will clear up at dawn. The depression is long and lonely.

Modesty has been noisy for a long time, but it will be clear when it is opened. Visit Guangling County and leave Linjiang City in the evening.

The suburbs are green and sunny, and the sand in the river is bright. Return to sail and die. Go and listen.

The country is extremely borderless and the heart is hanging. Wandering in Beijing, longing for the distance.

Two birds are flying on the mountain at dusk.

Sentence Zhang Hu

When all countries saw this road, they became bald.

This place shares weal and woe and is not suitable for mountain people.

In the spring garden, Chinese Toona trees are around, and cinnamon is looking for flowers in jathyapple.

Two children followed with crutches.

The summer buds are broken and the autumn wind is withered.

Rhododendron is called Rhododendron and peanut is called black mortar.

The tea wind is helpless and the wine is bald.

Lu Wang clamped Pi Rixiu with bamboo.

There are jade pillars in the circle and dragon balls in the slide, which are colorful from Hengyang. I'm afraid to fly in the summer rain.

Knock on the air and doubt the fragrance. Dasheng calligrapher was cut into Cambodia and matches were cut into barrels.

Since then, the horn scarf has been worn by the people, which is convenient for the laity to visit each other.

In summer, Ji Pei recorded his summer vacation in the Jiao Ran in the North Pavilion.

It is raining in summer in front of the forest, which is very cool for me. One room is hot in midsummer and the mountains are clear.

Forget the wild water, it matches Xu. Xiao San is a Cao Li, and he will be as quiet as a bell.

In the summer rain, send your friends with you.

The north wind blows summer rain, Xuan. Bean pillow is cold, lotus peak sleeps.

The windows are wet and the yard is full of waterfalls. Qing Xing knows infinity, and Qing Lai shows a word.

It rains at four o'clock.

Spring rain is thousands of miles away. Enter the market by boat in summer. Autumn rain jiazi,

Ears of grain have ears. Winter rain jiazi, cattle and sheep freeze to death. The magpie nest returns to the ground, and it is full of water.

Tone alliteration is the best expression. (The original four-printed full-page edition, untitled Wu Cheng.

Four clouds are warm, and one summer rain covers them. Strangely and magically, the sea slug is dazzling green. Who said that the ancient city of Huangshi, Mozi hanging out in Chang 'an, 90 thousand Li Peifeng. Quiet night? Ji Cheng, the moon in the sky is very bright. This year, I am old and I am still a child. How can a fool laugh at himself benefit nature? What do you mean, Beijing is tired of guests, and suddenly Penglai sings beauty, and the rhyme business palace rings. The two swords are eventually divided into male and female.

Man qi xing Liu Wang mian

Saying goodbye is fate, and it rains in spring and summer.

When will the dark clouds gather? Jiang Sheng didn't stop.

Men cherish white hair, and strong men are as clear as peace.

I went to Xige last night and couldn't bear to listen.

Miscellaneous books in the cabin

I belong to the Qiju family, and Sangzhu is also my family.

There are more and more kinds of art, which is happier than a thousand seals.

There is enough rain this summer, so I don't worry about moths anymore.

Returning to farming is almost a stage problem. Do whatever you want.

A land trip in heavy rain

The economy is good this year, and there is a prayer that God will answer. Although it will rain from time to time, I am still looking forward to it.

Thousands of miles away, transplanting rice in April.

It rained for three days in summer, and I was so sad that I wanted to forget it.

Storing water is like blocking a river, breaking water is like opening a gate, and several frogs and ducks are thrown into chaos, except geese and ducks swimming.

Fish is caught on the edge of the house, and seagulls can eat it outdoors.

Flying fireflies are the proudest. They open and close at night.

The rustling sound is like a boat in a clip.

Give and be patient, sitting on the sofa full of books.

That's enough for Ralph.

When I met Zhang, the breeze was blowing.

The second rhyme, Ceng Zi, opened the shed and crossed the field, giving flowers to Huang Tingjian.

Wang Wei jade candle, summer rain.

Black keel hung on the wall and water splashed in the ditch.

Three pushes persuade the roots, and a hundred grains collect soap.

The lawsuit is extremely clear, and mountain worship is on the rise.

Ma Ximen Liu, I want to go to Xia Chan.

Peel the pearls and take the dishes to catch fresh fish.

Sweeping the hall and delaying the pillow, the son is very energetic.

I want to move on, my heart is like a stagnant spring.

I am very happy in my spare time, and the lapel is full of wind.

The red makeup leans against the lotus cover, and the water mirror refers to cockroaches.

Good things are also real, and cutting the house will help.

The Zibeique in the Pearl Palace is full of daffodils.

Gloomy crowns build houses, chasing easy carving years.

Being able to enjoy external things is a wise man in this area.

I still smell it and take it, and the cage candle shines on Chan Juan.

Night rain and land trip

In early summer, after the rain cleared, the sound of eaves surrounded the four corridors.

Deep-headed and ignorant, sleep less and leak longer.

The red blinds are wet and the clothes are all baked.

Yin Qing wants to get rid of boredom, but three sighs won't make a chapter.

Send Huang Tingjian to Chen Xiaojun.

If you want your drinking water to be under Chen Zun's jurisdiction, you might as well give it to Ling Tao's string piano.

The wind wakes up after the wine is suspected, and the heart has no strings.

Go to the summer rain, get drunk in the clear night, and the oriole doesn't feel the depth of spring.

Flowers and willows compete for fresh colors, and the forest withered the day before yesterday.

Life can be spent at four o'clock, a strong man is haggard, and today he is not alone.

Doctor Huang Shouling has been in the business for more than 20 years.

I sent my children to the boat to study, and I don't regret it.

Governing the voice of the east is the first, and the ancient Xiao Zi is a country with thousands of households.

Virtue is loyal and pure, officials are not bullied, and filial friends are respected by the people.

Children in Long Mai pity pheasant milk, and the poor in ice and sky are jealous.

Playing the piano means like warm wind, but you know you don't need to wear a stringed instrument.

The moon and Qinghe River are good for swimming, but I can't go to Guan Cang.

The Millennium is a pole of frost and water, and I am worried that Xiang Lian will float lightly.

There is no string in it, too. Remember the crab claws in front of the bottle.