A poem with a face

The cold dew is heavy in autumn, and the fragrance should be solid. May the small threshold be bright and the high cluster see crape myrtle.

Finally, there is thought, and there is no light in the darkness. If you want to be fascinated, who can be Fu Fei?

The new makeup is still leaning against the mirror, and the pace is slow. It seems to be a new issue, but it hasn't been back for a long time.

I also suspect that the goddess has passed, and I smell good. Like weaving stars, it's my first time to come to the multicolored machine.

Qingyun has gathered today, and Weifeng is not surprised to fly. The problem is difficult to finish and bothers you.

Cao Guan in early summer

Waterfront terrace, bamboo porch plum path, Shuangxi new garden. Looking from a distance, Biling gathers and scatters Yao smoke. The wind in Liutang is wrinkled. Bad hongyun island strives for beauty. Beautiful women with heavy makeup, laughing and singing, learn to swing. Have fun, ask friends to find incense, have fun, have fun. The fragrance is fragrant and elegant. People advise the golden boat. Ren Yushan, before getting drunk. And stay, enjoy the moon and draw the aperture, and plan to fight ChanJuan.

"Spring Festival Music for Mr. Liu" Ma Yu

The operation of the bucket is at the beginning of the battle. Natural yang is full. The bluebird sent a message. When a cow strikes, it's time to know. Jin Guangying, who traveled westward in Japan. Ganoderma lucidum moistened with yellow buds. Reward Dan nine times and give a banquet to Joan, which should be neat.

Wang Jue, Cai Xianghong served Yan Guo.

Di Zi was near Taitai from the beginning when the Yaochi banquet was held again.

Flowers are happy, clothes are happy, and the palace is full of glory.

The immortal came to offer the heavy wheel song, but the prime minister still cut the chapter.

I'm too old to apply, and I have to wait on you every year.

Red Zi Kui in early summer

Iron urn planted lotus, copper Yi planted chrysanthemum, and bravery bottle Liu Hua planted daylily. The courtyard door is deep and the painting is low. Some strange stones. Dye Xuanhe and Lu Rui Mingxia. Yu Tu whistling, the wind forest is silent, and the frost grass is inclined first. In the fragrance of snow silk and the light of ice powder, people come here to drink and sleep with tea. Light thunder and heavy rain, silver thorns burst the eaves and teeth. Cool into the pipa. The pillow was opened and the toad was sent away. Ask about your occupation. The mountain forest is next to the city.

"Any suspection.i see reward, when the former prime minister of Cang Gong as early as the county" Liu Changqing.

From north to south, Tingzhou leaves are yellow again. Lu Yao clouds * * * water, anvil like frost.

At the age of 20, I am thrifty and kind, and I remember my hometown at the age of 20. Looking at the announcement room, Han Fa leans on Zhang Gang.

Autumn Huai (Two Poems) Zhang Ye

Lonely villages hide their doors alone, and weeds come to hope.

The autumn frost has not fallen, the Lotus House is old, and Yan returns at the beginning of the social day.

Half the lights are on and one window is cool and clothed.

There are no books to send to an old friend, and there are many geese flying in the sky.

Xue Shishi, Lou, Old Du Yun

Laziness leads to seclusion, which is called seclusion in Jianghu.

The land is willing to change, and the building is willing to start.

It's a warm day, with a light hat and a good friend with a short collar.

The tide is full of rhyme, and the sail shadow is half cloudy.

The foothills add heavy colors, and the bass winds out of the shallow forest.

The smoke is far away and the sand waves are deep.

Quiet clouds return to the valley, and the moon is near.

People have been sleeping with their noses, and fishermen are still singing.

Nature has a long history, and I suddenly saw it today.

Love him, the sun is slanting and the mountain is falling.