What are the poems about jade in Qianlong?

Fei Xian also happened by accident, and she escaped instantly.

But poetry can't be written, such as writing about the sky and the sun.

Seven words in the dream, Jade Dan is in my arms.

In a word, Penglai and I lost our virginity.

Penglai is still empty, protecting its weaknesses and infertile its talents.

The upper bound of the government is enough, and the fallen gods should retire.

Night tour in Jianglou

My life has never been stranded. I travel alone with my creation.

There was no wind to take me to Yu Zhou County, and I suddenly crossed the building by the river in the middle of the night.

In front of the building, the sky is wide and the moon is empty.

Clouds dance without dust, and the jade emperor cracks the stone fish and worries about the dragon.

The lungs and liver are suffocating, and they are sad and cold.

Looking back at a real dream in the world, who can pay more attention to manners!

Whispering flute under the moon, Yang Wanli

The sky is full of water, and the toad's light chain is silver.

Bi Xiang, three and a half cups, Dr. Jade Emperor.

Xiaowan is still strong, she is happy and hardworking.

Whoever transmits this song complains about it.

A poem by Yang Wanli fascinated Liu Bian, and he planned to return to the hospital.

When the Jade Palace first retired, the Golden Gate horse did not hiss.

There is a place deep in the courtyard, and the dark mark of the willow is lost.

Spring is boundless, and the green silk dances as before.

The wind and smoke forget the distance, and the castle asks the height.

It snows and warblers outside, and the sunset is covered by phoenix.

Shaoling is the end of the road, and things are dedicated to poetry.

The Wind and Liu Scheeren's First Snow Ouyang Xiu

At night, the snow fills in the blanks, the dawn floats more, and the air is cold and loud.

Qionghua has a fairy stick, and the jade palace recognizes the robe.

It's fun to talk straight. Usually the wine belongs to me.

I envy you for being invincible when you were young, although I can't drink very well.

Qujiang Li shangyin

At ordinary times, green chariots pass by, and Kong Wen's midnight ghost laments.

Today has not returned to the whole city, and the Jade Palace still divides Yuan Bo.

When I am dead, I still remember the smell of Huating crane, and I am always worried about the crying bronze camel of the royal family.

Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.

Give Wudu to the south of the city.

Painting the wild leads to thinking, and the stars want to fight bullfights.

The jade model is ambitious and the yellow flag is beautiful.

Sanfenba, Wan Li lives in China.

The high platform faces Maoyuan, and the flying pavilion crosses Qingxi.

Jiang Tao is like a plain cover, and the sea is like a pearl building.

Wu tends to enjoy himself, but he also seems to swim in the mirror.

I stayed at Xiangshan Temple in Longmen on autumn night and sent a letter to ask Li Bai from Wang Fangcheng, the seventeenth abbot of my brother Feng.

Pilgrimage is like a sea cave, and you live in Longmen at dusk.

Shui Han is in a rush at night, autumn trees fall, and Shan Ye is empty.

Looking at the sky, you can enjoy the quiet valley.

Last month, my eyes were full of sand, and my heart was clear.

Jade bucket horizontal king households, galaxy Geng Hua palace.

Xing) in space bound recovery day, did not end the joy.

Prince Feng Jiaji, West Lake Huai Yuangong.

Guizhi sits bleak, and Dihua is no longer the same.

I hate sending dirty water, but I can't be poor.

On the tenth day after that, I saw Myrica rubra Wan Li in the snow.

Small trees and plum blossoms bloom all night, and snowflakes invade the morning when they bloom.

That is, it is not snowflakes that urge plum blossoms, but plum blossoms are called snow.

Shu Qi's branches blew her head off, and Yu Fei took the moon to Yaotai.

There is snow in the world, even if it is ice and snow, it will bring Egypt.

And Jian Wendi's poem Liu Xiaowei.

Jade bow consumes cold and heat. The crowd looked up at the jade.

Benevolence and sacrifice are flourishing, and the altar is excellent

Ready to recover Jun Chu, Russia benefited from Song Dynasty.

It is better to use it as a guest than to recite Minister Fu.

Hua Wang fan an Shi

Yufu has become the Bao Yue Group, and there are still women riding on the moon.

The wind and dew of the green ghost are not human, and the hair on the temples is extremely cold.

the Kingdom of Wei（220-265 A.D）

The jade hook draws the eaves obliquely, and the cloud box opens an inch.

When can I feel most sorry for a young woman and come to the border town at night as agreed?

March 3rd Bai Juyi

On the third day of March, the window screen of the painting hall brushed the eaves.

Lotus seeds taste several cups of cold wine, while philosophers try spring clothes.

The front of the pond is better than the scenery, and every household reflects flowers.

Pointing to Lounan to play with the new moon, Jade Hook has two slender hands.

Xiaogang, Yuefu Golden Melody

If you want to build a well with fragrance, the crow hides Liu Xia.

The mountain stove is very good, and it is on credit with the bonfire window.

The head of the bed is knotted, and the scarf on the mirror is tilted.

Iron bells sparkle, and copper pivots bear jujube flowers.

Open the door and throw a water column, and the city will be empty.

Xiao Yan's Yuefu Yunqu Jade Turtle Song

Jade turtle mountain is really a fairy.

Nine lights, five clouds.

Cross-band should be divided into shadows, and the big corolla is in the morning.

It is too clear for a mysterious person like Luo to travel around.

Wang Wei in early spring

Purple early plums have just blossomed everywhere, and Yinger's singing is not so smooth.

Who is Yang Liuzhi's daughter? Enjoy the spring, lest it rush by.

Love the clear waves, look at the water surface for the water, and see the shy but balanced flowers of human faces.

Fans are afraid of the wind blowing away, and embroidered clothes are also afraid of wet dew.

The farmer lives in Qingmen, Chang 'an, and the carriage drives slowly at dusk.

The man wandering outside, even more lovesick, went to see the stunning curtains with sad tears.

Miss you, you always enter the dream, and the delay makes me doubt.

Not as good as the swallow with red eaves, when you are happy with the green grass.

Give Fu a poem, Cheng Xiao.

Alone, in a quiet place.

There is not enough wine and food.

A unique branch and a grain, thanks to Chao Fu,

It's delicious and harmonious, and it's mysterious and solid.

Three lights fly unexpectedly, and Yuheng goes first.

Longji Jiazi is old at the age of four.

In the generation of power, Xu takes advantage of it.

Fu yuanchu's family, Wanfu Xianhui.

Hehe, open the door, Yan Yan Suzaku.

After the crowd, there was a good cheer in the venue.

Wu Jun, a poem by Dabushan, a pharmacist.

I'm from Shanbei, picking hemp by the stream.

Nine stems reflect sunlight, and three leaves grow into flowers.

You can worry about getting sick or you can talk about staying in the scenery.

The scenery is too oblique to stay, and it has been open for several years.

Andrew Kunlun is here, with three trees in Yanzhai.

Three beads began to knot, red leaves Zhu Ling platform.

Jade pot and white phoenix lung, Jinding Qinglong fetus.

Prince Han Zhongji has no talent in the world.

I am eager to see you in Penglai.

The first spring outing in the western suburbs of Wei is the main work in Lantian.

Back to Weicheng west wind and rain, fine grass and new flowers step on the mud.

The snow is not over at the head of Qin Nvfeng, and the horse of Hu Gong is getting low at the beginning of the day.

I'm sorry to see my white hair and shame, but I'm sorry to say goodbye to the green hills and think of the old stream.

It is said that Wangchuan wins many things, and the jade pot spring wine is worth carrying.

Twenty-four Poems [Elegant Style] Sikongtu

Jade pot buys spring, enjoys the rain and sits in the middle shift, and is surrounded by bamboo.

White clouds are clear, birds are singing with you, the piano is sleeping in the shade, and there are waterfalls in the building.

Falling flowers are silent, people are like chrysanthemums, and books are old and readable.

Untitled leader Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Jia peeped at Han Zhushao, who once brought a bride pad for the comfort of a prince, and then disappeared.

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

Yuban resented Li Bai.

Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.

Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.

Wang Shu, chanting jade step poems

The jade steps are magnificent, and the crape myrtle has been restored.

The north gate is connected with Cuige, and the south road is connected with Jin Fei.

Overlapping with the shadow of the sun, interlaced with Yue Hui,

Moss bead shoes, micro-lake brushed Luo clothes.

A person laughs at Kunshan Music and watches the green flying in the air.

Dumu Huaqing Palace

The leaves are red and the trees are frosty, and the flowers in Yu Lian are warm in spring.

Clouds can't go down the cloud pavilion, and a song "Rain Bell" has a few lines of tears.