Chang'an Spring Hope

The east wind blows and rains over the green mountains, but the grass is idle. When will the home arrive in the dream, and a few people on the Chunsheng River will return. Outside the floating clouds, the palace is uneven. Whoever reads it as a Confucian, in the face of difficulties in the world, will be a declining guest in Qinguan.

Chang'an Autumn Look

Outside the frost tree, there is nothing in the mirror. Nanshan and autumn colors are both imposing.

Chang'an ancient meaning

Chang'an Avenue is even narrow and sloping, and the green cow and white horse are seven incense cars.

The jade chariot crossed the main house, and the golden whip flocked to the Hou family.

The dragon title covers the sunrise, and the phoenix spits tassels with the sunset.

Hundred-foot gossamer scrambles around the tree, and a group of delicate birds cry together.

On the side of the thousand doors of the swimming bee and butterfly, the green tree and the silver platform are of ten thousand colors.

The double road crosses the window as a acacia, and the double que is connected with the wings of the phoenix.

The Liang family painting pavilion rises from the sky, and the golden stem of the Han Emperor is straight outside.

I don't know each other in front of the building, and I don't know each other?

borrowed a to Ziyan, and once learned to dance for a long time.

If you have to become a muddle, why die, and be willing to be a mandarin duck and not an immortal.

The flounder mandarin duck is really enviable, don't you see you when you go and come twice?

The hated account is embroidered with a lonely luan, so as to take the door curtain and double swallow.

Shuangyan flies around the painting beam, and Luo Weicui is tulips.

Pieces of clouds are lined with cicada temples, and the slender early moon is crow-yellow.

The crow yellow powder white car is, and the delicate and delicate attitude is not one.

The demon boy BMW is even rich, and the prostitute is on his knees.

The dark night cries in the Imperial History Mansion, and the birds in front of the Tingwei Gate want to perch.

Faintly Zhucheng Linyu Road, far away Cui Wan no golden embankment.

Bomb flying eagle Duling north, Tan Pill borrowed the west of Weiqiao.

Invite the chivalrous Furong Sword to stay with the prostitute.

The prostitute skirt at dusk, the atmosphere of the song is full of mouth.

The north hall is like the moon at night, and the south is like a cloud.

Nanmo and Beitang are connected to Beili, and three of the five dramas control three cities.

The weak willow and green acacia are hanging on the ground, and the good air is red and the dust rises in the dark sky.

In the Han Dynasty, Jin Wuqian rode in, and the jade slaughtered Su parrot cup.

Luo Xiangbao belt is the king's solution, and Yan Ge Zhao dance is the king's opening.

Don't have a luxury called the general, and the day will not give in.

The origin of the spirit is the drain and irrigator, and the dictatorship does not tolerate Xiao Xiang.

The authoritarian spirit is heroic, and the green and purple swallows sit in the spring breeze.

He said that he had been singing and dancing for thousands of years, and he called himself arrogant and extravagant.

The scenery of things does not treat each other, and the mulberry field and blue sea must be changed.

In the past, the gold-level white jade hall was now only seen in the green pine.

Lonely and lonely Yangzi dwelling, a bed of books every year.

The unique Nanshan osmanthus hair, flying around and attacking people.

Long Hate Song

The Han Emperor was heavy on the country, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years. The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir. It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side. Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color. The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy. The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance. The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night. The spring night is bitter and short, and the day is high, and the king does not rise early from then on. There is no leisure for the Chenghuan banquet, and the spring is a special night from the spring outing. There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one. The golden house is dressed up as a delicate night, and the jade building feasts are drunk and spring. Sisters and brothers are all in the land, and poor and glorious are born. So he ordered the hearts of parents all over the world not to be born again male and female. The high place of the Li Palace enters the green clouds, and the fairy music wind is heard everywhere. Slow singing and dancing and condensing silk bamboo, the king does not see enough. Yu Yang Mo came agitatedly, breaking the song of neon clothes and feathers. The nine-fold city is full of smoke and dust, and thousands of people ride southwest. Cuihua swayed and stopped, and went out of the capital for more than 100 miles in the west. The six armies were helpless, and they died before turning their eyebrows. No one took the flowers, and the emerald gorse scratched her head. The king hid his face and couldn't save it, looking back at the blood and tears. Huang Ai is scattered and the wind is sluggish, and the cloud stack lingers in the Sword Pavilion. There are few people under Emei Mountain, and the flag is thin without light. The water of the Shu River is green, the mountains are green, and the holy lord is in love with the morning and twilight. The palace is sad to see the moon, and the night rain hears the sound of bell intestines breaking. The world turned back to the dragon, and he couldn't go here. In the soil under Ma Wei's slope, there is no place for Yuyan to die. The monarchs and ministers took care of each other's clothes, and looked east to the capital to return to the horses. The return pond is still the same, and the liquid hibiscus is not Yangliu. Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, how not to cry about this. The spring breeze peach and plum blossoms bloom at night, and the autumn rain when the sycamore leaves fall. There are many autumn grasses in the South Garden of Xigong, and the fallen leaves are full of red and do not sweep. The disciples of Liyuan are white-haired and new, and the Jiaofang eunuch is Qing'e old. The fireflies in the evening hall were quiet, and the lonely lamp did not sleep. The bells and drums are long at night, and the stars and rivers are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tile is cold and frosty, and the jade is cold. After years of life and death, the soul has never come to dream. Linqiong Taoist Hongdu Ke, can be sincere to the soul. In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look diligently. Emptying and controlling the air is like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth. The upper and lower yellow springs are poor, and the two places are gone. Suddenly, I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void. The pavilion is exquisite, and there are many fairies. There is a character that is too true, and the appearance of snow skin is uneven. Jin Que West Chamber, knocking on the jade, transferred to the small jade to report the double success. Hearing that the emperor of the Han family made him, he was frightened in the Jiuhua tent. The clothes are pushed and the pillow is hovering, and the silver screen of the bead foil is opened. The cloud sideburns are half new to sleep, and the flower crown is not neat. The wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, like a neon dress and feather dance. Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring. Gazing at the king with affection, he said goodbye to the two dim. The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the sun and moon are long in the Penglai Palace. Looking back at the world, I didn't see Chang'an and saw the dust and fog. However, the old things will be affectionate, and the alloy hairpin will be sent. The hairpin leaves a one-fold fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides it. But the heart of the religion is like Jin Tianjian, and the heavens and the earth will meet. The parting words are re-sent, and there is an oath in the words. On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night. In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch. The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

Three quatrains of the Huaqing Palace, one of them

Chang'an looked back at the pile of embroidery, and the top of the mountain opened a thousand doors.

As soon as the concubine laughed on the red dust, no one knew that it was a lychee.