I want to receive 100 classical poems expressing farewell.

Chen Ziliang bid farewell to the fallen leaves, gathered and dispersed, and invited the birds back. Crying my poor road and touching your clothes.

Wang Bojiang Pavilion and jathyapple bid farewell to the two rivers and send Banan Water, and the mountains span the north clouds. On the autumn night in Jinting, no one sees tears leaving the group.

Wang Bojiang Pavilion and jathyapple bid farewell to two smoke cages and flew to the south. Lonely from the pavilion, the mountains are cold at night.

King Robin bid farewell to the cold and night forever, and the cool night is clear in Xiang Qiu. Why is centrifugation a gift? You have your own jade pot of ice.

Xi bid farewell to Linchuan. Semi-hidden in the autumn suburbs, wild trees and smoke are first reflected. Feng shui is in a depression, which is very touching.

Wang Wei's farewell (one in the mountains, one among friends) Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close my hut door until it was dark. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Wei responded to Wang Qing's farewell to Chuncao and returned to the sunset. Yuan knows that not saying goodbye for a few days will hurt feelings.

Wang Zhihuan bid farewell to the willows and Dongfeng trees, and the green water sandwiched the green river. It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people.

Bai Juyi bid farewell to South without sorrow and Dongfeng Man Chun. Don't bully the willows. It's better to persuade others than to persuade others.

Jia Dao's farewell to her husband was not satisfactory, and she bowed her eyebrows and walked away. If you play the pipa repeatedly, you will know your bosom friend.

Wang Bo and Qiu Jiang's two farewell songs are "Early Autumn in Another Land" and "Jiangting Yue Ming Brings Rivers". I already feel that I have lost Sichuan, and I feel sorry for it. I saw Jin Shu hiding behind the boat.

Wang Bo and Qiu Jiang sent two farewell songs, returned to the boat and rode on Yanyan. Jiangnan jiangbei looked at each other. Who said that waves are just a piece of water, and mountains and rivers are two townships?

Wang Wei sent you to Nanpu with tears in qi zhou's Farewell to Zu Er (A Farewell). Your trip to Dongzhou made me sad. Unlike Luoyang now, in order to repay the haggard of the old friend.

Shen Yu danced in the sun to bid farewell to the chrysanthemum, and the Huang Wei White Goose flew for the first time, and her strong brother Hu Jia burst into tears. Farewell heartbroken in autumn water, go east and return.

Dugu, Huangfu, Yanquan and other public officials all sent farewell works. The reason is the decline of Dongting, and it is also the time when Qin and Wu gradually drifted away. Thank you for the gift. Then why did you report Sauvignon Blanc?

Dugu bid farewell to Zhang, the judge of Jingnan, who followed the camel and dreamed of Plantai later. Want to know the most peach blossoms, ask Wuling about the future.

Lang Shiyuan bid farewell to Muling, closed the autumn Yun Qi, and An Lucheng went to a remote place. It's cold at dusk, and it's a thousand miles back to my hometown.

Huang Furan's Farewell to Lushan Mountain (Liu Changqing's Poems) If a sad wanderer drifts, the bright moon will only accompany him temporarily. Looking at Qian Shan in the south, it looks like a beautiful color. I'm worried about Ke Jun Road.

Liu bid farewell to Huating. Today, the colors are colorful and the clouds are extremely gone. I don't blame the shallow mountains and shallow waters, and the Huaihe River resurfaces twice a day.

Wang Zhihuan bid farewell to JiTing on the 9th. Old friends are rare. Where can I get up and send him home? At present, I will share Fang Ju wine with you today, but I should have a rest in the Ming Dynasty.

Liuheyang Bridge bid farewell to the Yellow River. There is a pontoon bridge flowing out, and the road to Jin is long. Looking thousands of miles away, the north wind drives Ma Yu to rustle.

Why don't Yang Ping bid farewell to the plum blossom snow by the river and watch you ride south? You don't have to hear each other because of geese, and the books are flying.

Yang Ning's farewell to spring is endless. Don't worry. Old tears are still long and new tears are urgent. Send words of acacia, you can go back to Yangzhou Yangzi.

Yang Ning bid farewell to the fairy flowers, laughing under the stone gate, and the stone house was shrouded in green air. A few days later, Yunfeng can ride back to smoke to control the spring breeze.

It is not good to bid farewell to Baan Qingmen. He came to listen to the market in Ban Qiu yesterday. Strangers send ambassadors to Chang 'an, but no one in the old school can deliver books.

Chen Yi said goodbye to Xiao Er, and the orange blossoms filled Bai Pingzhou, and Jiang led the sail into the distant tour. The wind and rain are thousands of miles away, and Yijun is afraid to go upstairs again.

Bai Juyi's Longmen bid farewell to Huangfuzezhou, Weishan Nanying returned to Luo Zhi, and the crane returned to Songmochun. Disappointed with the water-cooled Xiangshan Cloud, the Ming Dynasty was alone.

Lu Chang sent Fei to leave Chengdu, but Wan Li didn't come back with him. If you are not tired, you will feel homesick.

Xu Xie Hun Pavilion bid farewell to Lao Ge, misinterpreted the boat, and the red leaves and green hills flowed. When dusk fell, I woke up, only to know that everyone had left. At this time, it began to rain again, and I was the only one who left the west wing.

Han Cong's A Farewell to Spring (A Farewell to Spring) is rare, and the clouds and pavilions are ancient and modern. People who travel far must listen to the flowing water in the palace, and the sound of time is also heard.

Jia Dao's farewell goalkeeper stretches for thousands of miles, without a car, he won't get a river beam. This tall building is over 100 feet high, and it looks very long for Nan Jun today.

Shen Bin Doumen bid farewell to shore willow, Shan Ye, Doumen guest did not look back. A piece of water is as clear as a sword. Don't cut off your worries just because you leave others.

Zhu Hui's "Farewell to the Ancient Wilderness in Autumn" is intermittent, and it is wild in Shui Yunjian in autumn. Only willows wither by the river and cicadas send them to Yangzhou.

I sent it for several nights, only to find that Xianlang had already left. Where Mo Yanyun slept, a wild moth fluttered in the residual light.

To say goodbye, but it is difficult to decide at the moment. Yun said he didn't want to come back. The melancholy spring breeze made the Chu River dusk, and a mandarin duck lost its flock.

Jiao Ran farewell heard that lovers hate each other's feelings, and the cold city is frosting. The long night and the long horn sound, the Zen son has no intention of hating.

Li Qiao said goodbye to the stranger, and Fang Zun was temporarily relieved. People turn to Peng, and spring is accompanied by plum blossoms. Baiyun divides the water, and the Yellow River goes around Jinguan. Don't ask if you are eccentric, you will become a spot in the past.

Wang Wei said goodbye to my dismounting. I propose a toast to you. I asked you where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

Quan Deyu's "Farewell" still uses the same broad characters (three rhymes), but I'm still worried that the leaves will rustle if I miss it. Plain clothes is dusty, the wind is autumn, and the river is wide. I want to look out the window. The rock flower is brown on the towel.

Lu Dajian bid farewell to Liu Youshi. The mountain is high and the road is far, and the road is difficult to pass. Meeting is a late year, sending each other saddles. Mianchuan is cold, Jiange is cold. In case of loyalty and filial piety, remember Chang 'an for Tao.

Li Baiyao bid farewell to a glass of wine as soon as possible. He was sad and worried. Night flowers float and dew, and dark water rushes back. The geese flew last month, and the sound of insects reflected autumn. Who will talk about the fairy boat on the river beam tomorrow?

Farewell to Tonghua, Zhang Jiuling, one after another, I have been worried for a long time. Righteousness is divided into private love, and love is returned to the old friend. I don't want anything in return, but I want something to do. Stay alive and dream today, fly around Lao Lin first.

Wang's "Farewell to Autumn" was lonely and late, and it was only when he was old that he shook off the autumn. * * * This injury happened in a year, so I'm sorry to stay or not. When the song should break your tears, you should mourn your life and return to poverty. We can remember each other in the future. Dongling has a long history.

Shu Wei's Farewell to Mr. Song, Mr. Zuo Yue, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Scheeren in Guangling (a poem). Zhu Chi went to the king of Qin and Huang Hua went to Luo Qiao. The article traveled south to Vietnam and returned to North Korea. The trees are gone, and the city is far from the sea and the moon. Autumn wind will miss guests, and Sichuan evening will rustle.

Zhang Huan returned to Beijing (Guangling bid farewell to the poems of Mr. Zuo Sheren, a member of the Song Dynasty). Zhu Mao went to the king of Qin and Huang Hua went to Luo Qiao. The article traveled south to Vietnam and returned to North Korea. The trees are gone, and the city is far from the sea and the moon. Autumn wind will miss guests, and Sichuan evening will rustle.

Chu Guangxi bid farewell to Wang Siyi at Jingkou, and the river flows through autumn and Mid-Autumn Festival in LAM Raymond. In the morning, I feel sorry for leaving. In autumn, I am still in the same boat. Wash the fish at low tide and pour the lotus pillow into the back floor. When the chrysanthemums are ripe next year, Luodong will swim around.

Chu Guangxi bid farewell to an old friend in Dongcheng at the East Gate of Luoyang, which was in the late twelfth lunar month. I didn't hesitate to go alone, and the two places were full of spring. Flower Ming Luoyang Garden, water green and small gold. If we don't meet, Yinger will turn over a new leaf.

Chu Guang Luo Bridge bid farewell to the river bridge and saw off the passenger ship. The river was safe and smooth. Have a light eye and pity the old country. Seabirds meet early geese, and the bright moon is worth the new autumn. When you listen to Jamise's songs, you are obviously sad.

The tap water in Chu and Guangxi sends it to Longshantou, and the water flows from east to west. I have never been heartbroken, and I am worried about you today. Dark snow fan road, Leng Yun Tibetan building. Only shadows are wandering, drifting away from each other.

Li Bai sent his friends away from Jingmen at Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. Still connected to the water in my hometown, pull your boat for 300 miles.

Li Bai bid farewell to Weicheng, drunk and sleepless. Pear blossoms with snow, poplar leaves with ten thousand cigarettes. Farewell to the pot, a whip when parting. Look, it should all go up. The new moon should be round.

Li Bai's farewell words are far away, and the boat is empty. Touching people's hearts is a good thing, and my son's sightseeing is leisurely. Watching the birds return from sunset, the pond is full of envious and jumping fish. Sheng Chao thought of Jia Yi and should send a purple mud book.

Wei's farewell to Qin Xiaolian is a waste of time. I live under the green hill, and there is a lot of grass in front of my door. Zigui is far away, and the martial arts are surprised. The state holds annual events, but it also has complicated geometry.

Lang Shiyuan gave the money to Jia Zheng's home in Kun County (farewell to Qian Qi and friends). You can't hear cicadas at dusk, and the leaves can't smell them. * * * is a sad autumn guest, so I know this road. The wild goose city flows back, and the wild goose enters the cold cloud. The chrysanthemums in front of Ling Tao's door, the remaining flowers can be given to you.

Dai Shulun bid farewell to Qian Qi Yangguan Gu Duo tune, but he was drunk and heard it. Dreaming of Wushan source, leaving Chu water feelings. Crossing the yellow rain alone, the road into the autumn clouds. After the night with the bright moon, the mountain window will think of you.

At dusk, Yang Ning bid farewell to Zunjiu's postal kiosk, and Yun Fan's mail car returned. Wild gulls can't afford to be cold, and Sichuan rain is frozen and difficult to fly. Wu Hui's family moved all over, and Xuanyuan's dream became thinner. Yang's name is full of tears.

Li Duan also sent a coachman to Jinling, the brothers of Mr. Scheeren's uncle, all called uncles, and their son was also brilliant. Xie Shu is straight in the book, and Wang Xiang didn't take it home. Fan Jiang rushed to the rain curtain, and the sea tree was slightly separated from the tide. Nan Ruan was poor and had no wine, and her clothes were wet with tears.

Shangliu bid farewell to the moon, and the phenology changed to autumn, which was a cold day. Dark insects are singing all over the grass, and there are no clouds on the moonlit night. See outside the eaves, smell under the fence. When I feel goodbye, I also think about myself one by one.

On the Huangfusong River, I bid farewell to my ancestors and set sail for a wave of letters. Peach leaves cry every other day, and apricot flowers float. When the boat arrives at the gull flying pavilion, people return to dust and get on the bridge. Tears of sorrow, Jiang Lu wet banana.

Bai Juyi gave the ancient grass a farewell to the vast grass sea on the plain and came and went with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Xue Neng and his party are well aware of seeing off Guanzhong thousands of miles away. Talent is poor, people are idle. The Yellow River is flooded with flowers and moons, and Tongguan is covered with white sunshine. If the villagers ask, the army will not pay back the money in the end.

Li Xian said, it's hard to say goodbye. He is too deep to leave the cup. Long song finally this seat, when a smile. If you rush into the cold pool, the sail will be late. If you don't send distant books, you can't comfort acacia.

It is reasonable for zhangyan to bid farewell to the side court, but it is also sad to leave. The gray hair is nowhere to be repaired, and the pine tree is old. At dusk, the smoke is scattered, and the sand is hanging in cold days. If you go to Chang 'an, why not set the later stage?

When the spirit is sent away, it will be sent far away by Mogao, and it will be broken and returned to the heart. Don't hate crying apes, lovesickness is deep. Cui Yun Nanjian Shadow, Dangui Late Yin Shan. If there are two mandarin ducks in the future, how can Liaocheng find them?

On the night of Gu Kuang's farewell, he came down the mountain with a song, hoping that the beautiful woman would not come back. Flowers fall on the house and grass grows on the steps. Spring breeze comes every day, and Fang Fei wants to have a rest. You cannot be old, but you cannot be young.

Yi Li sent Zaoyan to bid farewell to the lush greenery and went to Shuangfeiyan. Nagato didn't start spring, so he advanced to class. The beam is boundless, and the eaves are cold and eager to wear. Today, with the red calyx, the past is still sad. First, don't meet Qiu Hong and Liu Chi.

Li Bai bid farewell to the five streams in Xunyang and went straight to Wushan. The scenic spot originated in * * *, and you claim that Nanzhong is beautiful. Farewell in August and autumn, rustling reeds will make you feel better. Yun Fan doesn't meet in the distance, and the Yangtze River floats by at dusk.

Wang Wei's "Farewell to Double Orioles" (Liangzhou was a sacrificial judge at that time) fell from the sky, and the double orioles flew up to the clouds, stayed on the water, caressed their wings and sang the whole feather family. As a last resort, I suddenly flew away, my home was in Yujing, and my master was sent back by water. Sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad. After several round trips to Xi Jeep, Champe returned to Xi Luo Hui. The shore is greeted by fire, and it will enter the border town at night. The pommel horse belongs to beauty, leaving sorrow and parting.

Li Baifeng's "Blowing the Shengge" (Farewell) The immortal loved blowing sheng for fifteen years and learned that Kunqiu was colorful and Feng Ming. At first I smelled refined gas and golden liquid, and then I went to Yujing. Yujing is thousands of miles away, and Shengfeng has reached infinity. If you sigh, your lips will turn crimson, let alone adjust your fingers. At this time, I can't bear to say goodbye to you. Sing the true song and blow it, while play the fairy song to ring Lv Yun. Lv Yun turned off the letter with purple gas, and went to the door to look for Gou's. If you don't learn from Prince blowing sheng, you will never return to Fushan.

Li Bai's red cliff song bid farewell to the battle of the two dragons, and the red cliff building swept the floor. The fire shone on the sea of clouds, and Zhou Yu broke Tsao Gong here. When I went to Cangjiang in June, whales and giant salamanders suddenly left traces. Everyone wants to report my old friends with a book, which makes me feel very powerful.

Last night, the high-altitude farewell, centrifugal force Yu Tao, the third night west wind is high. Fireflies fly and trees fall, and now they dream of returning to the west. The sound of the morning bell lights up three or four times, and the horses in the East neigh. As soon as I took my clothes out, I saw the clouds coming back.

When Zhu bid farewell to Liu Yao, a new guest from Pubian, the north guest only felt sad when they met. If you are disappointed, you will know what will happen later, but the early stage is unpredictable. Look at the sadness of the Han Dynasty, and * * * the resentment of the river flowers. Lonely lonely city is ranked first, and lonely flute is played for you.

Yao He's farewell friend (a farewell friend who lives in the mountains) went up the mountain alone to find Zizhi, and the villagers seduced him for a long time. Picking flowers and soaking in wine is the end of spring sorrow, and burning bamboo and frying tea is late at night. When spring comes, there are many broken water drops at the top of the forest and branches at the foot of the pine tree. The Ming Dynasty wanted to go back to the city and asked me when I would come.

Du Mu's "Farewell to Willow by the Creek" has uneven colors and is sent away every year. Yifan expects, when will Sanxiang smoke and water return? It is better to go to the dangerous pavilion than to worry about it. Don't spend your leisure time on a glass of wine. Deep in the blue sky is a wonderful time.

Xu Hun's "Farewell to Willows by the Creek" has uneven colors and is sent off every year. Yifan expects, when will Sanxiang smoke and water return? It is better to worry about the future than to lean on dangerous buildings. Don't spend your leisure time on a glass of wine. Deep in the blue sky is a wonderful time.

Korea lies in the south of the Yangtze River to bid farewell to the south of the Yangtze River, and suddenly meets the general Li Tang Hongye. A smile is a thing of the past, and half-hearted care is like failure. The breeze blew in Guan Shanyue, and others were sent back to the wild. Generally speaking, feelings should be easy to get old, and many roads are unbearable.

Chen Ziang's "Farewell to the Frontier" made him smell the first year of high school, and his book was full of swords. It's not like this Chinese Pulsatilla is on the cloud. Hu Bing got stuck in a traffic jam, and Han Qi returned to the cloud. You are a white horse general with a horn bow around your waist. Khan didn't dare to shoot, and the son of heaven was very successful. The rest of Shushan is hidden. When will the meeting be the same?

Ma Dai said goodbye to your general in Taiyuan, and Hai Yuepei joined the army and gave it to Yang Yuan. Know a lot, and report it. In contrast, I haven't been in love until middle age. He Liangren bid farewell, and the autumn geese sang. Weeping willows blow, and Leng Yun takes the ancient city. Journey to the west also sent a gift, promising a lifetime.

Li Bai's farewell trip to Baling Pavilion, where the water is boundless. There are no flowers in the ancient trees on the shore, but there are sad spring grass and lush tung trees on the shore. I asked the local people the way, and he said, "This is an ancient road going south." . The winding path of the ancient road, Chang 'an City, and Ziyun in the Purple Palace rose to cover the red sun. Just as my heart is broken tonight, the oriole will never bear to listen.

Li Bai's "Lao Lao Ting" Song Dynasty (a Lincang Temple sent to other places in Nanshiligu, Jiangning County) Jinling Lao Lao sent a farewell hall, and the roadside was crawling. The ancient feelings are endless, and I hate the white poplar here. I took Sugar to play, and I sang Qingchuan Night Frost. I have heard five chapters of Niu Zhu's song before, and now I want to thank Yuan Gulang. Bitter bamboo sounds like autumn moon, and the empty curtain returns to the dream alone.

Cen Can volcano Yun Ge, bid farewell to the abrupt Chitingkou of the volcano, which may spew thick fire clouds. Fire clouds cover the mountains and stranded birds dare not fly thousands of miles. The fire cloud was just blown away by Hu Feng in the early morning and turned back with the rain in the evening. This circle is full of iron-closed trees, transpiration half of the covered Jiaohe River. You travel all the way in the fire in Shandong, and the lonely clouds on the mountain will follow you to the East.

Meng Jiao bid farewell to Cui, the only deity in the afterlife, and used it wrongly. Worrying about the people becomes a bitter song, and scholars sing. A gentleman knows more, but his ambition worries more. When you get old, you crawl and fold, and when you come back, you dance. Quality is like jade, and words are like rivers. Before the dragon melts, the fish and the turtle are in the same wave. Be comfortable when you go, and your hometown will spare you.

After Wang Wei and Qian got home together (farewell), there should be no hermit in Anle Township, and the wise and the able should discuss it together. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair. It's far from the military gate here, but you find that your dedication is invalid. You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing. Buying wine on a long road, I will be left here by my friends soon. You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days. Led by distant trees, when lonely villages fall. When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!

Li Bai sent songs in Kunyu to Jinling and Cui Shi (farewell to Cui Bazhang Shuige on autumn night), leaning against the East Building and leaving at dawn. The autumn wind crossed the river and blew down the mountain last month. The host makes wine, and the candle goes out to prolong the light. Second, Cui Xiang Jin Ling has endless peace. The sailors returned to their home, and Yun Fan rolled a roll of whipped cream. Under the boat pavilion, float five taels first. Xiashi foam, clear water flows longer. Think of you for years, laugh at the Western Heaven and stop the river beam.

Han Han said goodbye to Zheng Mingfu's head, big nose and snowy sideburns, and even his soldiers had been in broken arrow since childhood. A thousand dollars without a bucket, double sleeves are broken. I've been in love with the suburbs for ten springs, and Levin drinkers even have this body. Who knows Zheng Gongzi on the roadside, Taniguchi actually knows Han Yi people. Children feel sorry for each other, and their previous work lags behind others. I advise you not to learn profound knowledge, but to give advice to donkey carts.

Meng Jiao sent a heartless Taoist to see Fuchun's landscape (farewell to Wu Guishan), creating a unique height for Fuchun to look at alone. The mountains are thick and green, and the water is broken. The brook mirror does not cover its hair, and the tree clothes grow cold. The wind apes fly in vain, and the moon cries bitterly. Believe in this immortal way, is it time to be vulgar? Boiling gold, yin and yang, strange stars. I don't know what flowers and hairs are, and jade is born suddenly. Penglai waves are rippling, and the path is difficult to follow.

Bai Juyi was drunk on Cherry Island in Xinchi, and wrote a poem to bid farewell to Mr. Shu ... Li Qing took an examination of Cherry Island in Cui Langzhong and went to Chunhua. Suddenly, I recalled my leisure time with Zong Qing and the time when I was intoxicated by the exam. At the end of the year, there are no flowers and leaves, and the wind blows all over the ground. Fallen leaves mourn autumn and recall spring, and trees by the pool are diligent. Take a sip of cold water today and leave your old friend here three times. Cherry blossoms, thousands of flowers in spring, who will spend them in spring. Whether Cui Li goes to Qingyun or not, Shu San will throw me away tomorrow.

Li Duan folded willows (to distinguish them from others). Dongcheng, willow climbing, willow low with grass. Young people are not young, young people are aging. Willow trees are covered with Sichuan and Ganges, and it hurts to climb high. Rain and smoke are light and desolate, and trees are close to Xiang Jun. Send you a willow tree, the color will last forever. Don't touch the towel on the guest, the beauty is turning back. Xinliu gives you a ride, and Guliu hurts you. Suddenly crossed the border and danced out of the old camp. Sui family is on both sides of the strait, and Tao family is five glorious. The evening is sad, and there are birds singing in the spring mountains.

Li Bai's Song of Jinling bid farewell to Fan Xuan. The rock is like a tiger, and Ling Bo wants to cross the Cangjiang River. The trend of Zhongshan Dragon Plate is coming, and the beautiful trees are beautiful. For more than forty years, fame and fortune flowed eastward. Who is the son of Little White Horse? He went to prison when he was too young. In the past, Jinling was magnificent and swept the heroic world. The crown is scattered into smoke, and the golden jade seat is turned into cold ashes. When the blade was buckled, it was sad and empty, and Chen Liang's bones were all messed up. Emperor Dragon Sinks Jingyang Well, who sings yushu backyard flower? There's no way to be sad here. Now stay away from Changchun grass. Send the heart of Wan Li to the Yangtze River. He visited Nanshan in 1996.

Quan Deyu bid farewell to the study and training of Yuan Fannian's Top Two, but did not learn from him as early as possible. Wen Wen is an upright man who is stubborn in the study of calligraphy and poetry. Fang was very happy at the banquet when he came to China. Classics are not only refined, but also artistic and literary. I won't take yours, but I am loyal to you. I come here occasionally to serve a grass. What can I do? The waste industry is solid, suspicious and selfish. I am eager for promotion, and I am optimistic. What the ancients valued was directness and frankness in internal litigation. There is no time to be a big official. The car went out, and I looked at it with tears in my eyes. Think more expensive, if the years are in a hurry. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a good year is a shovel. If you make your mind strong, you will see the tassel and wear it. Colorful clothes make the road ahead full of spring. The old tour recalled Jiangnan, and the ring stopped Ponzi. The lake is white and the soup is as thin as silk. If you don't come for thirteen years, see you in your dreams. You don't know when you are pampered. In the morning, I am ashamed of my hair, but I am a turtle. Love each other far away, and a big trip can be expected. At present, Qingming is trying to adjust the feather instrument.

Zhang Xi 'an Jiangnan Liusui dike is far away, and the waves are urgent and the dust is light. Today, the ancient willow bridge has seen many farewells, and it is sad to see people leaving each other. Besides, I care about myself. After slanting, the new moon rises to the west. I hope my body looks like a pavilion on the moon when I go upstairs. Walk thousands of miles with you.

Si Wan Yong's Spring Grass is full of bullets and accompanied Xu Fang's life. Seeing emerald green, I am worried about the road. In the east wind, who thinks Cisse hates Nanpu? The ends of the earth, endless meaning, disappear forever. It used to be a farewell pavilion, and it was dark and misty. Where is it? There are red carpets, embroidery, drunken sleep and prodigal girls. Wang, Wei Liu * * * residual photos, broken clouds speechless. Pond dreams of life, thanks to the public, can you continue? Alone in the painting building, the geese in the spring mountain fly away.

Zhu Yong Jade Maid rocked the fairy to fly to the valley, helped Jianggan, and Jade Ling was cold and thin. Toad is swallowed on the surface of the water, and there is a dark battle in the mountains. Looking for redundant branches is still the same. It is dangerous to keep warm for a long time. There is a delicate fragrance, but it is covered with sleeves. Love *, peeping at people's cold, but also diligent, can not bear to look back. Who knows, spring comes back to the courtyard, and colorful snow is flying. I have to thank the chemical machine for cherishing it. The broken wall will be crisp, and I will fly to England. Miss Yao Ke, take the cigarette and send you away with your hands. A rich and fragrant wine. I put on makeup and frowned a little. I am afraid that I will lose my dream, I will worry about trouble, and I will urge the silver to leak. Golden beast. When the moon falls back.

Magnolia is singing nonstop, and it is difficult to understand Yan language and English. This is a lonely and sad point, which has never stopped for ten years, and this sadness has disturbed the spring breeze. Come back to see old friends, but still, Liu Loudong. But the willow building in the east is as old as ever. I remember you and I were on the poem wall together, and now there are broken poems on the wall without a trace. The grassy swamp, the newly rising green and clear, the withered safflower with bitter hatred. I saw a torn spring shirt and sent it away, tailor under the lamp. What torments me is the endless yearning for suffering, calculating, the past is like a cloud, and everything in front of me is always empty. Chutian is boundless at dusk, and you can only see the distant scene by staggering.

The waves are slow to dream, and the road in blowing sheng is long and slippery. The ice in the valley has not cracked yet. The gold shop suddenly closed during the day. See the bamboo is quiet, the plum blossoms are deep, and the sea is wide. There are new swallows, and the curtain is low. Reading Han Tread Whale Silently, Xie Qiao every year. Twists and turns. Folding the painting film depends on heat every day. Half-hung in Linglong Pavilion, it's magnificent. The flying catkins raise the east wind and sing in the sky. When you feel red, you will get drunk. Still catching up, the season of cold food and flowers. Under the flowers, moss is covered with socks. The silver candle is short, and the leaky pot is easy to exhaust. It is expected that Chiliu will not climb the spring to bid farewell. Qian Yutu, don't beat Chou-heung, you will get drunk, and Qianshan will fly in the snow.

Deng Shan Shu Zun Dips in Cui. Short pavilion, beautiful wind. Wax trees welcome the spring, and it's cold all the way. You can spend a few days thinking about it. Frost China crossed the willow without hesitation in the sun, but it was silent and pedestrians rode. Laugh and share plum blossoms, and make an appointment not to send each other. The characters are graceful and graceful, and Luan Rui gathers his wings and talks about incense. When you see the envoy, you should spread your kind words first and pay Furong Qing Zhi. The guest came to ask Jingzhou, but whispered Yueyang Tower. Dreaming of an old friend, cutting the candle at the west window has separated the Dongting from the smoke and water.