Good words and sentences in a dream of red mansions are easy to break. Please, great gods.

Red plum blossom "red" word Xing Xiuyan peach is not fragrant, apricot is not red, smile at the east wind before rushing cold. The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear. The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow. It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow. The word "plum" is too lazy to give it to Hongmei. First, show off your beauty and greet your eyes first. There are marks on the frozen face, all covered with blood. Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires. It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts. In Xue Baoqin, the word "flower" is sparse and flourishing, and children compete for spring makeup. There is no snow in the quiet room, and there is a sunset in the running water. The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson. The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt. One of the ten poems of "Red Cliff Nostalgia", the red cliff sank in the water, leaving only an empty boat. It is very cold, and infinite souls wander in it. Cross-toed nostalgia, two copper-cast gold cymbals vibrate Ji Gang, and the sound spreads overseas and to Rongqiang. Ma Yuan naturally made great contributions, but the iron flute made no mention of the ovary. When Zhongshan missed the past, did his three fame and fortune ever accompany you and be exiled to the world for no reason? If you get involved, don't blame others for laughing. The four strong men in Huaiyin must guard against bullying by vicious dogs. Don't send a message lightly, you will know after a meal. Looking back at Guangling's past, the five cicadas and crows have passed, and in a blink of an eye, the scenery of Suidi is near. Because of romantic numbers, a lot of words have been provoked. Peach leaves cross the homesickness, six rotten grasses and idle flowers reflect the shallow pool, and peach leaves are always separated. During the Six Dynasties, there were many Liang Dong, and small photos were hung on the walls. The seven black waters of Qingling were too dark to flow out, and the ice string set aside all the sorrows in the song. The Han family system is really regrettable, and the oak tree should be ashamed of the ages. Ma Wei is nostalgic for the past, and his eight lonely fat marks are stained with sweat. Once he is gentle, he will pay for the east. Because of romance, clothes are still fragrant today. The nine little red bones in Pudong Temple are the lightest, and they are smuggled and made privately. Although hanged by his wife, he seduced his peers. The tenth aspect of plum blossom view is not at the edge of plum blossom but at the edge of willow, so who can take over the painting? I didn't remember the arrival of Chunxiang when I met again. It was another year to say goodbye to the west wind. Xiangling's three poems about the moon hang in the sky in January and the night is cold and clear. Poets often want to play when they are entertaining, but strangers can't bear to watch it. A jade mirror is hung next to the jade building, and an ice tray is hung outside the bead curtain. Why light silver candles on a bright night? Clear colors are shining on the painting column. Second, non-silver and non-water reflect the cold window, and see the jade plate in a clear sky. Plum blossoms in the moonlight exude a strong fragrance, and the silver branches of willow branches look dry. The faint white powdery mildew on the golden steps is like a thin layer of light frost flying on the jade pillar. Wake up in the west wing is silent, only the waning moon in the sky can look into the distance through the curtain. The third essence is hard to hide and the shadow is cold. The sound of the vast Ye Yuanyin coming to Yi Dao, the rooster crowing at night will be able to stop the waning moon still hanging on the horizon. Wanderers in Qiu Jiang are more melancholy when they listen to the flute, and the young woman upstairs leans against the railing at the end of the night. Bode moth should ask, why not reunite forever! Five beauties sing the praises of stone, a generation of beauties chase waves, and martial arts miss their children's homes. The effect is not to laugh at the women in the east village, but to wear yarn by the white stream. My concubine was heartbroken and spent the night in Feng Xiao. She worries and hates her students. Influenced by his age, how can Peng Gan drink his sword in the tent? Out of the Han Palace, Fei Ming is absolutely gorgeous and beautiful. Even if the king is light-colored, what kind of painter will he seize power? A green pearl, a gravel-like pearl, was thrown out, and it was never beautiful. They were all born before the stubborn blessing, and they were more comfortable and lonely. Red stroke is long and men talk about their own state, but beauty is blind. I can't live in a tent in Yang Gong, so I can't hold my female husband. Peach blossoms are soft outside the peach curtain, and morning makeup is lazy inside the peach curtain. There are people in the peach blossom curtain outside the curtain, and people are not far from the peach blossom. The east wind intends to open the curtain, and the flowers want to peek at it. The peach blossom curtain is still open outside, and the people in the curtain are thinner than peach blossoms. Flowers pity people, flowers are also sad, and the news outside the curtain blows through. The wind blew through the curtains, and the flowers filled the court, and the spring scenery in front of the court was twice as bad. Idle moss courtyard door is empty, railings stand on their own feet. People cry against the east wind, and skirts stand beside peach blossoms. Peach blossom leaves are messy, and flowers bloom in red leaves. The fog wrapped in smoke sealed 10 thousand plants, and the walls of the baking building were blurred with red. The secret is to burn mandarin duck brocade and wake up in spring to move the pillow. The maid's golden basin is flooded, and the fragrance of spring is cold and rouge is reflected. What rouge is bright, the color of flowers, and people's tears? If people's tears are compared to peach blossoms, they will flow and flatter themselves. Tears are easy to dry when the eyes look at flowers, and they are haggard when the flowers dry in spring. The gaunt flowers cover the gaunt people, and flying flowers are easy to get tired at dusk. Spring in Du Yu is over, and the lonely curtains are empty! Autumn window is stormy, autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, Qiu Guang is long, and autumn night is long. I already feel that the autumn window is boundless, so it is as bleak as the wind and rain! Help autumn wind and autumn rain come quickly! Breaking the autumn window, Qiu Meng is green. I can't bear to sleep in autumn, so I take my tears away from Xiang Qiu's screen. Tears and candles shake Ruo's short hair, which makes you feel sad and disgusted. Whose autumn yard is windless? Where is the autumn window that doesn't rain? Luozhou can't resist the autumn wind, and the lingering sound makes the autumn rain urgent. Even at night, the pulse is blowing, and the lamp seems to be accompanied by tears. The cold smoke courtyard turns into a depression, and the bamboo drops when it is empty. I don't know when the storm will stop, but I have taught my tears to wet the window screen. Funeral words, flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, red disappears and fragrance breaks. Who has compassion? The spring pavilion floats softly, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk, full of melancholy, hoes flowers with both hands to embroider the boudoir, and bears the humiliation of falling flowers. The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, regardless of whether peaches float with Li Fei. Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is not easy for people to go to the empty nest. 360 days a year, wind, knife, frost and sword are pressing each other, and when they can shine brightly, once they drift, they are hard to find. Flowers bloom easily, but they fall hard to find. The flower burying man was bored in front of the steps, secretly sprinkling tears on the flower hoe alone, and saw blood stains on the branches above. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door. When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm. Blaming slaves is double pain, half pity and half trouble: pity suddenly turned into trouble and even silence. Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul? The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words. May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers. After all, where is Xiangshan? Hide the wind without a trick. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch. I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened! The title of Old pa's "Three Eyes Empty with Tears" is for whom? It's not sad to give a gift to a person with big tears! Throwing pearls and rolling jade is just stealing, so the town has no intention to relax. It is difficult to wipe off the sleeves on the pillow, leaving him with a little stain all over his body. Beads on the colorful line are hard to collect, and the old traces of Xiangjiang River have been blurred. There are also thousands of bamboo poles in front of the window, and there are no traces of incense. Catkin word Xiangyun is like a dream, is it embroidered with velvet, rolling up half a curtain of fragrant fog, and picking it up with your hands, which makes Du Fu cry and envy. Live, live, don't let spring go. Tanchun and Baoyu Nankezi are hanging in the air, but they are hung down and wrapped with filar silk, which is difficult to bind, and the east, west, north and south are separated by one side. I don't care if I leave, but I know when I fly. When Yinger is worried about butterflies and tired at night, see you next spring! Daiyu Tang Duoling powder falls into a hundred flowers country, while Xiangyanlou still exists. Divide into pairs Wandering like a thin life, empty and romantic. Every grass and tree knows sorrow, but youth is bald! Alas, who will give up and accept this life? Regardless of marrying Dong, I'll go by myself, but after a long stay, Baoqin Xijiang Yuehan Garden is sporadic and limited, and Suidi is endless. Three spring career pays east wind, bright moon and plum blossom is a dream. In several courtyards, whose house is covered with fragrant snow? Jiangnan Jiangbei is generally like this, but it is hateful to leave people! Baochai, Linjiang Xian and Bai Yutang dance before spring, Kochinda Volume. Bees and butterflies make a mess. On several occasions, with the passage of water, it was necessary to appoint Chen Fang. Never change, let him get together and let him leave. Shao Hua's laughter is rootless, so I can ride the wind to send me to Qingyun! In Baoyu's Zi Ling Zhouge Pool, the autumn wind was cold all night, blowing away the shadows of lotus flowers and rubies. The leaves of Polygonum hydropiper are full of sorrow, and the frost weighs heavily on the stems. I don't smell the sound of chess all day, and the mud is a little dirty. The ancients said goodbye is a friend, now I am a brotherhood! Baochai sent Daiyu's poems, which were sad and sequential, and returned to the clear autumn. Feel uncomfortable at home and put your troubles aside. There is a mystery in Beitang. Why forget your worries? I can't solve my worries, my heart is pounding. The autumn wind is cloudy and sour, and the frost leaves in the atrium are withered. Where to go? I lost my joy. I'm afraid of my lungs and liver! Only tuna has a pool, but cranes have beams. Scales lurk and feathers grow! Scratching my hair and asking questions, but I know that Yu will never be hurt. The milky way is cold, the moonlight is oblique, and the jade leaks. Worried about Bing Bing Xi, send me a lamentation, sing after singing, and send me a bosom friend. In Baoyu Pool, Zi Ling, the autumn wind was cold all night, and the ruby shadow of the lotus was blown away. The leaves of Polygonum hydropiper are full of sorrow, and the frost weighs heavily on the stems. I don't smell the sound of chess all day, and the mud is a little dirty. The ancients said goodbye is a friend, now I am a brotherhood! Baoyu read & gt You prove me, and the heart proves the meaning. No evidence, but no evidence. There is no cloud proof, it is based on the situation. No foothold is clean. Parasitic grass is neither me nor you, and you can't know Iraq from him. It's okay to come and go. I am very sad and happy, and I also said that I am very close and intimate. It used to be boring, but now it's boring in retrospect.