The cloud mirror and the bright moon are high in the sky, as bright as the day. Neighboring Murata, Weng even to the pond, the cicada noise pond is quiet and the frogs are scaled together. Gently untie the hanging waist big wine gourd, and enjoy a little drink. Reclining and leaning on the locust is exhausted, and half a drop of wine has never leaked. The saliva of his mouth and tongue did not swallow it, and he got up and broke his sleeves wet. The clear liquid is full of intestines and half-drunk, lying back and stretching out his feet and eyebrows and wrinkling:

"Biyang is a round toad, and the snow lotus is very luxuriant.

Five weathered Huiyin, thousands of times through the region.

Thinking about the clothes, listening to the music.

Wu Gang knows little about his neighbors, and the jade rabbit is difficult to investigate. ”

Tian Weng's poetry is a wine guest, and his waist is still winged. The five winds are soft and homophonic, and the thousand lotus flies to the color. The ice and snow are carved and the smoke is wonderful. Lying on the acacia and looking at the bright moon, drinking water and thinking of Su Shi.

The new pond of the cloud mirror contains clarity, and the reflection of the ancient acacia in the wild pond is fluttering. Su'e spreads her sleeves and floats into the Han, and the Qionglu condensation beads wash the Yaotian. The child sang and returned from the field, and suddenly peeked into the front of the village. Listen to Tao Xin and forget himself, Qin Ye lives out of the grass and immortals. Lie close to the left and right, and look at the snow lotus with your palms on your cheeks. The old man sat up at night, and the wine bottle was obliquely inserted at the waist. Ignoring the presence of the two children, he walked slowly and triumphantly. Zhuo is afraid that he is not Huangshi, but Ma Jia hates not climbing. Si Yi was suddenly shocked when he came back to his senses, frowning and facing a lack of roundness. Bend your body to rub the soil with one hand, and throw it away in mid-air and dance in the air. The falling water waves shake the toad, and the moon hangs with a soothing eyebrow:

"The old turtle is hidden, but I am slow to be a virtuous.

Zhan Ji swallows the river and mountains, and sings to cover the sea and river.

Mo Yan galloped thousands of miles, and immediately broke a thousand.

Climb to see the present and the ancient, and the male picture shows the vast abyss. ”

Be merciful, meditate on few things, and pick up seedlings in impatience. Reprimanded Fei Fei, Mu Hong swayed. Good luck is good, and the heart is clear. Proud of the long days, free and easy.

For a while, Minglang was shocked, and he looked around blankly. The two ears can hear the sound of Yiye, and the eyes are in the shadow of Weng. Qiong Yao Jiayun flows and flows spiritually, and the subtle words are wonderful. The breath is vigorous and the tongue is full of revelry, and the breath is silent and the pulse is quiet. There is no reason to know what to want, and I forget to take care of myself. The heaven and earth are clear and cold for a while, and the glass crystal penetrates the thousand-foot ridge. Ignorant children are sorrowful, and they deliberately raise their heels instead of extending their necks. Zhongyong Shaocong did not have to be injured, so Bo Binshu was lucky. The brothers returned home together, and the horses galloped with their heads down:

"I admire poetry and wine, and the bird's nest looks at Feihong.

When he didn't speak, he was embarrassed and deaf.

Meng first listened to Jiayun, and looked up like Gao Song.

Eager to be alone, idle to teach children.

Suspicion is still coming, waiting for the guard.

Tomorrow waiting, sincere only two heroes. ”

Ma Lang's milk name is thousands of miles, and his childlike innocence is still far from the dust. The subtlety is faint and discerning, and Brother Jia is cold-eyed. The two sons endured hunger and hunger, and returned with a sigh and a gloom. Tian Weng Jiayun is the same in the world, and seven steps into poetry and nine words.

The ice toad hangs in the sky and looks at the cloud mirror, and the pearl dew drips and moistens the green wood. The two children walked to the front of the door, and each returned to the moon. Evacuate the bamboo fence and leak an inch of light, and Siyi tiptoes to peek at the benevolence. On the case, the candle beans are lonely, and the mother and mother sew the old clothes. Near the window wrinkled nasal protrusion pantothenic acid, and wanted to cry for no reason. I wanted to cry and frown, and rushed into the West Corner House.

Sighing, look at the mother's daily life, the young man is worried. Sitting silently looking at the moon and crying, I was ashamed to fill in "Leaning on the Building Alone":

"The wind blows the cold,

The moon is clear,

The day is tired and old.

the toil,

Survive hard,

The rooster crows without stopping.

Acacia tree.

Through frost and rain.

Anno silently poured the dew.

A drop of white,

A green branch.

Hope for a hundred things. ”