One

After a long cold and a warm day,

Pillars and pots looking for wineries.

The winding path goes around the field and leads to the water profile,

Xianyun out of Xiuda Xianxiang.

The book is good,

The days of falling leaves are still long,

The rolling red dust is suspected to be a dream,

Fame and fame!

Two

The heart of the piano and the sword have long been forgotten,

I only hope that there will be light in the moon on the way back.

Fall asleep at the expense of winter flowers,

He can be divergent.

Zhong Ming Yedu Xun Lonely Temple,

The moon moves and the waves go far away.

The quail clothes are only old couples,

Zigui looks at his hometown in the voice.

Three

Plum into the curtain of a piece of incense,

Let the years go by.

Listen to the music and knock on the new rhyme,

Summoning friends to play chess and bask in the warm sun.

Alcohol addiction must also be drunk by guests,

Ambitious and wants to bring the dragon down.

Morning and Shaole night thoughts,

Endure the cold anvil and the frost in the middle of the night!

Four

The candle shadow of the Shan Shan passes through the wind,

Drink three cups of night caressing.

Looking at the mirror and eyebrows, I know that I am weak,

Open the curtain to see the snow and the pre-annual harvest.

Qiong Lou rhymes with a beautiful smile,

Burrow poems are poor in good sentences.

Walking in the deserted garden to find the old love,

A moment of surprise Lamei red.

Five

Traveling together in a dream,

Wake up alone in another state.

It is difficult to dispel hatred when the fish spreads the goose letter,

Painting and sending poetry is not relieved.

Stroking the vicissitudes of the sideburns and piling up the face,

Waist on the wind.

Knowing that the years urge people to grow old,

Wandering the world is tired.

Six

The stars are changing, and the years are thick,

I have a long life.

Grinding and grinding heavy dreams,

Clutch joy and sorrow.

Intentionally looking for pearls to go to the sea,

Mind the high-rise building.

Before and after a hundred years of meritorious work,

How many green editors are on the top?!

Seven

Frost condensation lingers coldly,

Bamboo shadow plum fragrance full moon platform.

Last night it was a dream,

Today, there is a dark moss.

Penglai bluebird has arrived,

Mo Lu Xiao Lang is gone.

I only sigh how indifferent the red dust is,

It's rare to open your heart!

Eight

Life is bittersweet and bitter,

There are always joys and sorrows.

Listen to the tears in front of the curtain,

After the long song dreamed, he complained about other states.

Hugh said that Zhang Han was idle,

If you want to follow Feng Xuan, you will have a long plan.

No wonder the green editor has no straight pen,

Success or failure is also romantic!

Nine, plum blossoms

The jade ice soul is out of the dust,

Not a bee butterfly but charming,

Horizontal oblique shadow pavilion dream,

The fragrant tulip stays in the spring.

Snow pressure should be no surprise tone,

Frost mill is still in good spirits.

Pity how many Danqing guests,

Chase Fangrong for the photo.