My Ink Collection
January: The breeze is slightly cool, the snow is melting, and everything is new and green. Whoever hangs down on the side of the bridge and chases a group of ducks into the river to swim.
February: The spring breeze comes slowly, the bamboo curtain is idle, and the silk makeup embankment is green and smoky. The warbler flies on the south bank of the Yangtze River, and Nomura crosses a few paper kites.
March: Xinyan chases the rain in the bluestone lane, and the dark fragrance floats all over the corridor. The fishing boat sings back to the sky at night, and the red pavilion umbrella wanders alone.
April: The smoke and rain have fallen red, and a few branches of the broken willows are clear. The lonely mound flowers and plants are still green, and only the two figures are hazy.
May: The distant village flute song is melodious, scattered in the river city full of pavilions. The deep courtyard does not lock the spring sky, and picks up the plum wing room alone.
June: The wind clears the waves and the dark incense surges, and the boat is uninhabited. Yesterday, Ruan Lang said goodbye, and drank alone under the moon to reflect the lonely shadow.
Golden hairpin years: The peach orchard is fragrant and colorful, and the colorful clothes and long sleeves are dancing. The spring wall does not lock the silver bell language, and it shakes the hearts of many passers-by.
Cardamom years: the smoke is deep at the beginning of the smoke, and the mandarin duck embroidered brocade pillow. Thinking of his lover looking out of the window, he has no intention of kissing the flower needle.
And the youth: the phoenix crown is beautiful, and the magpie hangs red candles. drunk poured out heartfelt words, full of Lan Fang into the **.
Broken melon years: The passenger boat is added to Xinghua Village, and the willows are smoked and dusty. At the shallow opening of the broken bridge, the red medicine is lightly folded with the Yi people.
Peach and plum years: colorful butterflies and dances are full of flowers, and the old stamen is full of new flowers. The lonely shadow of the green screen in the wing room is shaking, and the mandarin ducks under the pillow are on each side.
The scarf crane feather fan shakes, and the ploughing acres are free.
Longzhong is divided into three parts of the world, and there are four tsunamis in Wolong.
The fire burned Chibi to defeat Cao Kou, and the soldiers were enough to help the monarch dynasty.
Bai Dituo was lonely and exhausted, and worked hard in the south and north.
The hero is short of breath and Wuzhang Yuan, and he regrets Danzhong's teacher table [Shu Xiang]
The rare phoenix eyes lie on the silkworm eyebrows, and the face is like a heavy jujube beard and beautiful.
Stepping down the red rabbit horse chasing the wind, the green dragon glaive waved in his hand.
Zuo's Spring and Autumn recitation is like a stream, and Taoyuan Cup wine is loyal and righteous.
Wenjiu Huaxiong Huangquan Fu, Dong Zhuo's battle is famous.
The array beheaded Yan Liangbi fell, and the head of the army returned.
In Cao Ying, he was concerned with the Han and rode thousands of miles to find Liu Bei.
Five passes and six generals are difficult to match, guarding the boundary of Jingzhou Xiangshui.
The defeat of Pang De shook China, and the defeat of Maicheng burned ashes. 【Yong Guan Gong】
The red dust is purple and mo, the rain falls on the other bank, and the white horse steps lightly on the pontoon bridge.
Mandarin ducks and green water, playing with smoke and waves, just a glimpse of the fall of marriage.
The wind pears the willow leaves, the time passes away, and the new branches are full of remnants.
If you are a passerby, why bother at that time, add light ink to the peach blossom fan.
【Peach Blossom Fan】
Let's post these songs first, and those more than 100 songs, let's talk about it when we have time