Poetry about Nanchang Street 1. Wuxi Nanchang Street Poems
"Nanchang Street in Wuxi" (group poems) Author: four-dimensional wide map
1
Fold the words on the green slate and open it.
A row of blue tiles and white walls
He came face to face.
The oncoming lights of that street.
Like a river, it winds to the sky.
Intertwined with the bright milky way
Made in heaven and earth, originally
Those colorful dreams
It's all in this poem.
2
Looming in the halo.
Scattered room shadows
Is it a long sentence?
The wine flag fluttered in the wind.
And the flashing store name.
Isn't it an inscription?
The most is the sound of the guzheng.
* * * That struck a chord.
What is the tune of this colorful word?
Let you fall again
In which dream?
three
The Old Moon in Grandma's Story
At this moment, I also climbed the wall.
Quietly, a grass shadow is reflected.
Whispering something
Past events
Blind A Bing.
Is it influenced by the water town?
Or open your mind.
Otherwise, the moon is in the water under Er Quan.
How can he score?
So sad
Nanchang street. Qingming bridge
Gao Qiao on the porch, leaning against the bar.
Gaze at the full moon
Where did you get it?
If you walk, you will walk in again.
Which word is missing
And my shadow
But to the water under the bridge.
The heavy wall in the shadow of that Sichuan lamp
Has fallen into my hands.
Breeze blowing
Stir up ripples again
Now, let me get drunk
Never, never.
A delicious sentence from a restaurant.
Wake me up.
Nanchang street. Canal Ling Bo.
Nobody can enjoy it.
100,000 maids.
Made of silk and satin.
Palace ship
I just imagine.
Accompanied by a woman.
By boat.
Shake a lamp
Walk through the blurred water.
live up to
This lamp shadow is shaking red.
night scene
In which building is a song floating?
slur
What kind of woman is it?
Open your lips gently.
Euphemistic songbird
Who is laughing in the building by the shore?
Disturbed the quiet night.
Let my lonely heart
in turmoil
Dim lights, clusters
The girl among the flowers
111 threshold
Like smiling at me.
If at this time, I am still young.
Will smile at her, and then
Let her feel a trace of affection.
Take it ashore.
Suddenly, it was gone.
Spots of flowers are still there.
The threshold is still fragrant and still there.
Like a fragrant soul haunting
I smell one flower after another.
You, hiding in
In which flowers?
Nanchang street. Nanzenji
Love in the world of mortals
Has been lost in the desert
When the years are not in the mood to love
Give me Jiangnan
Then I'll ask impermanence
In a thousand-year-old Zen temple
Blue light scroll, got it.
What human vicissitudes?
After midnight, chanting.
Wash away all the dirt on your body.
In the voice of the little wooden fish
I want to cross my legs.
There is a monk sitting opposite.
One building, one building.
Refer to Zen principles
Nanchang street. Yaoqun site
It turns out that Jiangnan's kind words
In these kilns.
Word for word.
After slow stewing and flame inversion
Calcined
Imagine the 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties.
How many stories are there in misty rain?
Not all of them are lingering.
Is it affected by kiln fire?
Now, the Millennium kiln fire has been extinguished.
Where can we find words?
Continue to write Jiangnan
FYI
2. Wuxi Nanchang Street Poetry
"Nanchang Street in Wuxi" (group poems) Author: four-dimensional wide map
1
Fold the words on the green slate and open it.
A row of blue tiles and white walls
He came face to face.
The oncoming lights of that street.
Like a river, it winds to the sky.
Intertwined with the bright milky way
Made in heaven and earth, originally
Those colorful dreams
It's all in this poem.
2
Looming in the halo.
Scattered room shadows
Is it a long sentence?
The wine flag fluttered in the wind.
And the flashing store name.
Isn't it an inscription?
The most is the sound of the guzheng.
* * * That struck a chord.
What is the tune of this colorful word?
Let you fall again
In which dream?
three
The Old Moon in Grandma's Story
At this moment, I also climbed the wall.
Quietly, a grass shadow is reflected.
Whispering something
Past events
Blind A Bing.
Is it influenced by the water town?
Or open your mind.
Otherwise, the moon is in the water under Er Quan.
How can he score?
So sad
Nanchang street. Qingming bridge
Gao Qiao on the porch, leaning against the bar.
Gaze at the full moon
Where did you get it?
If you walk, you will walk in again.
Which word is missing
And my shadow
But to the water under the bridge.
The heavy wall in the shadow of that Sichuan lamp
Has fallen into my hands.
Breeze blowing
Stir up ripples again
Now, let me get drunk
Never, never.
A delicious sentence from a restaurant.
Wake me up.
Nanchang street. Canal Ling Bo.
Nobody can enjoy it.
100,000 maids.
Made of silk and satin.
Palace ship
I just imagine.
Accompanied by a woman.
By boat.
Shake a lamp
Walk through the blurred water.
live up to
This lamp shadow is shaking red.
night scene
In which building is a song floating?
slur
What kind of woman is it?
Open your lips gently.
Euphemistic songbird
Who is laughing in the building by the shore?
Disturbed the quiet night.
Let my lonely heart
in turmoil
Dim lights, clusters
The girl among the flowers
111 threshold
Like smiling at me.
If at this time, I am still young.
Will smile at her, and then
Let her feel a trace of affection.
Take it ashore.
Suddenly, it was gone.
The dotted flowers are still there.
The threshold is still fragrant and still there.
Like a fragrant soul haunting
I smell one flower after another.
You, hiding in
In which flowers?
Nanchang street. Nanzenji
Love in the world of mortals
Has been lost in the desert
When the years are not in the mood to love
Give me Jiangnan
Then I'll ask impermanence
In a thousand-year-old Zen temple
Blue light scroll, got it.
What human vicissitudes?
After midnight, chanting.
Wash away all the dirt on your body.
In the voice of the little wooden fish
I want to cross my legs.
There is a monk sitting opposite.
One building, one building.
Refer to Zen principles
Nanchang street. Yaoqun site
It turns out that Jiangnan's kind words
In these kilns.
Word for word.
After slow stewing and flame inversion
Calcined
Imagine the 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties.
How many stories are there in misty rain?
Not all of them are lingering.
Is it affected by kiln fire?
Now, the Millennium kiln fire has been extinguished.
Where can we find words?
Continue to write Jiangnan
FYI
3. Good words, good sentences and good paragraphs in Nanchang Street under the moon
1 Some people leave and never come back, so waiting and hesitation are the most ruthless killers in the world.
I become very low in front of you, as low as dust. But my heart likes that flowers come out of the dust. (Zhang Ailing wrote on the back of the photo sent to Hu Lancheng)
3 affection, affection We have everything, but there is no love.
If emotions and years can be torn up and thrown into the sea, then I would like to be silent at the bottom of the sea from now on. I like what you said, but I don't understand. You want to see my silence, but I don't understand.
Love is always a thousand turns. How can you love someone if you have never been abandoned or hurt? Love turns out to be an experience. I hope people will last long. What do you like? How do you feel?
4. Good words, sentences and paragraphs in Nanchang Street under the moon
1 Some people leave and never come back, so waiting and hesitation are the most ruthless killers in the world.
I become very low in front of you, as low as dust. But my heart likes that flowers come out of the dust. (Zhang Ailing wrote on the back of the photo sent to Hu Lancheng)
3 affection, affection We have everything, but there is no love.
If emotions and years can be torn up and thrown into the sea, then I would like to be silent at the bottom of the sea from now on. I like what you said, but I don't understand. You want to see my silence, but I don't understand.
Love is always a thousand turns. How can you love someone if you have never been abandoned or hurt? Love turns out to be an experience. I hope people will last long. What do you like? How do you feel?
5. Sedan chair poems
1. Turn the marsh into a sedan chair, Song Yan Dao Ji's Bodhisattva Heart, Crying in Love.
2. A dusty sedan chair, Song Zhou Bangyan's "Like a Dream, a dusty embroidery"
3. Tuo Yuan Juan Zhang Jiaojiao, Zhong Xiu's "Gong Ci"
4. Next to others, my sedan chair is wide, and Song Xin Qiji's "Nan Ge Zi Wan Qian Qian Hate"
5. The sedan chair is decorated in full swing, and Song Xin Qi Ji's "Linjiang Xian remembers to be a guest every year"
6. Looking around the snipe ruthenium sedan chair, Song Song Taizong's "fate knowledge"
There are 8 docks on the 7.20-mile-long street, and there are many cars and boats on the land.
Jianghan can't tolerate filth, and the dregs can't flow.
Ye Hankou Ci (Qing Dynasty)
8. I have a sick hoof and abandoned the house along the river.
Since the plum rains have grown, I want to bend my back when I eat glutinous rice paste.
The gold thread is not extinguished, and the jade flower is thin and burnt.
I'm used to listening to the forbidden street drums, and I'm used to stepping on the imperial road and being afraid of sedan chairs.
In the middle of the night, the male voice is still very strong, and at noon, the tail is still shaking.
Dragon Media landed in a place far away from Tianchi, so why is Niu in Bixiao?
[Tang] Luo Yin's Sick Horse
1. [Southern Song Dynasty] Two "Fang Xi" by Yang Wanli in Ming Dynasty.
The sky was clear and the sedan chair rustled and rained.
However, it is the pine tip frost that falls, and the rain is so clear.
2.[ Double Tone] Qingdongyuan
A girl without sorrow, with a smile on her face, advises you to smell the morning crown and hang it up.
Can you still have Lu Jia, a good son, and pride? The eternal right and wrong is the heart, if you catch firewood overnight. Golden wisps of Yu Di are common in gentle villages. After her youth, Zhu Yan is getting old and her white hair is disappearing. If you are strong, you are afraid of being laughed at. It is suggested to take a sedan chair on a warm day and try the horse in the spring breeze. There are 200 swing racks in the cold food, which are charming apricot flowers, dancing willow flowers and smiling peach blossoms. Traveling by boat, waving green flags.
3. [sedan chair? Covered with nettles]
Pull it out from the bottom of the water room and put it in the opposite yard.
Symmetrical poetry, see the appropriate wine glass.
In the end, I will use gold instead of learning Yushan.
The heart of the Shu government is partial, and the garden eyes always return.
* * * Well, there is no such thing, so I'm just taking care of Taihu Lake.
4.[ Cherish your slaves]
I don't know them, but I'm doomed.
A book becomes a medium.
Thousands of miles apart, it's like looking for the same name.
Muddy. It's a long way, but the sedan chair is hard to get close to.
The night in tulle kitchen and inn is cool and quiet.
Red, dark rhinoceros dizzy.
Flowers and moons are full of affection, and half a window breaks the clear shadow.
Steady. Silence and ignorance hurt.
6. Historical celebrities in Nanchang Street
Liu Yazi, a modern poet, once lived here.
Liu Yazi, whose real name is Wei Gao, later renamed Miracle, whose real name is An Ru, whose real name is Yalu and Yazi, is from Wujiang, Jiangsu. Scholar in the late Qing Dynasty, member of the League, president of Nanshe. He used to be the secretary of Sun Yat-sen's Presidential Palace and the Central Supervisory Committee of China Kuomintang. After "April 12th" Chiang Kai-shek defected to the revolution, he was wanted and fled to Japan. 1928 anti-Chiang activities in China. During the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression period, he engaged in democratic revolutionary activities together with Soong Ching Ling and He Xiangning, and served as a member of the Revolutionary Committee of the Chinese Nationalist Party and the Central Committee of the NLD. 1949 attended the first plenary session of China people's political consultative conference. After the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), he was a member of the Central People's Government and the NPC Standing Committee. After Liu Yazi came to Beijing, he first lived in the Summer Palace and then moved here. Chairman Mao himself mentioned that he lived in a "land of heaven and earth". Nanshe was a progressive literary group during the Revolution of 1911. Initiated by Liu Yazi, Chen Qubing and Gao Xu, it was established in Guangzhou on 1909. The name of the club means "fuck Nanyin and never forget the old days". It played an active role in advocating bourgeois democratic revolution and opposing feudal rule in Qing Dynasty. But some poems are sentimental and decadent. Most of the early participants were Communist Youth League members. Huang Xing, Song, Yang are all members of the League. Since then, there have been more than 1000 members, but their political and ideological views have become more complicated. After the Revolution of 1911, some members took part in the struggle against Yuan Shikai. With the development of the revolution. A few people took part in the new-democratic revolution, and many people took refuge in the northern warlords and reactionary political factions and became opponents of the new-democratic revolution and the new culture movement. 1923 finally stopped its activity due to internal differentiation.
Liu Yazi has always opposed Chiang Kai-shek's reactionary rule in the process of China's new-democratic revolution, which is admirable and the party is also very concerned about him. 194 1 Hong Kong fell in February, and underground personnel from the party took him out of Hong Kong and moved him to Guilin. 1949 On the eve of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), due to the division of responsibilities, a poem by Chairman Mao was presented, in which there were feelings of "resentment" and "retreat" such as "rushing to discuss the five deer, complaining that Fengxiang had no car and no bullets", "Andenan won the good news and divided the lake into Zi Ling Beach". Therefore, Chairman Mao's poem "Harmony with Mr. Liu Yazi" only shows that "resentment is too severe to prevent heartbroken, so it is appropriate to observe it clearly. Mo Dao Kunming pool is shallow, and watching fish is better than Fuchun River. " Wu Han, a famous historian, professor and vice mayor of Beijing, lives in Beichang Street.
Wu Han (1909— 1969) is a Chinese character. Yiwu city, Zhejiang province. 1934 graduated from Tsinghua University and taught in Yunnan university, The National SouthWest Associated University and Tsinghua University successively. From 65438 to 0943, he joined the China Democratic League and actively engaged in the democratic movement. After the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), he served as Dean of Tsinghua University College of Literature and Vice Mayor of Beijing. He was elected as a member of the Department of Philosophy and Social Sciences of China Academy of Sciences, a member of the first, second and third National Congresses, a member of the first, second and third CPPCC National Committee, and a member of the second and third CPPCC Standing Committee. 1957, joined the China * * * production party. 1958 was elected as the vice chairman of NLD Central Committee. He devoted his whole life to the study of China's ancient history, especially the study of Ming history. He is the author of Zhu Yuanzhang's Biography and the Mirror of History, Historical Events and Tasks, Historical Notes, Collection under the Lights, Collection of Throwing Guns, etc. And compiled a Beijing opera "Hai Rui dismissed from office". After 1945, Li Zongren, director of North Parallel Well, lived in Beichang Street.
Li Zongren (189 Bu 1969) was born in Guilin, Guangxi. He was the chairman of Anhui Province, 1 April 1948, the vice chairman of Kuomintang, 1949,1,acting president, invited Li and others to promote peace, and then went to the United States. 1965 returned to Beijing, which had a great influence at home and abroad. Zhang Xiruo, president of Chinese People's Institute of Foreign Affairs and member of Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, lives in Beichang Street.
Zhang Xiruo (1898— 1973) was born in Chaoyi, Shaanxi. Graduated from Columbia University. He used to be a professor at Beijing University of Political Science and Law, China University, Central University Law School, Tsinghua University, Peking University and The National SouthWest Associated University. After liberation, he served as Minister of Education.
Girls' No.1 Middle School is located on the west side of the south section of Beichang Street, and is now the No.1 16 1 middle school in Beijing.
7. Poems describing small towns
1. "hickory trees around the village"
Song dynasty: Qin Guan
Trees surround the village and water fills the pond. Wandering in the east wind, high-spirited. The small garden is full of spring. There are peach blossom red, plum blossom white and cauliflower yellow.
Far away from the fence, there is a dark hall. Next to Qingqing and Liushui Bridge. Occasionally take the opportunity to flatten Donggang. Yinger is singing, Yaner is dancing and butterflies are busy.
2. Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village
Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
3. Miscellaneous poems in the mountains
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Wu Jun
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest.
Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
4. Twilight in the mountain village
Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao
Cold sounds can be heard miles away. People in the mountains live in scattered places and there are no neighbors nearby.
Birds are twittering in the wilderness, and the faint sunset scares passers-by.
A crescent moon did not take away the long night, and the flame on the border did not cross the Sanqin.
Outside a few bleak mulberry trees in the distance, the smoke from kitchen chimneys gradually began to make people feel close.
5. Sunset
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Cattle and sheep have already returned from the fields, and every family is closed.
The breeze is a charming night, but the beautiful mountain is not your home.
The spring water flows down from the stone wall, and the dew on autumn night condenses on the grass roots.
Under the background of gray hair and bright lights, why did Butler rice splash the spark of good news?
8. Yangzhou Poetry
On the way to bid Meng Haoran farewell to Yangzhou, Li Bai's old friend went out of the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Twelve songs to relieve boredom Du Fu and Shang Hu left Yangzhou and recalled the old post building in Xiling.
In order to ask the price of Huainan rice, the old man had a whim and wanted to travel to the East. The moon in Guangling is opposite to the moon, but Chen Yu and first frost have not gone upstairs, and Yangzhou is full of songs in the middle of the month.
Watching drunken dancing advocates building, I don't feel autumn in Suijialing. Guangling Poetry Quan Deyu Guangling is a real beauty, and this is Beijing in the Sui Dynasty.
Eight directions are called convergence, and five arrive like a plane. The big tower reflects the empty color, and the flute is sent to the camp.
There are heavy clouds on the platform, and the jade is clear. Crossing the water hub, pressing the clouds.
The brothel is sunny, and the spring breeze is good in the green fields. When the jade shines on the ground, the price of moths is the whole city.
Smile at each other before the lamp, and meet each other on strangers. The swaying bamboo is thin and covered with bright red.
The blue musk deer is far from scattered, and the orchestral strings are idle. Qu Shi keeps pen and ink, and his talent is casual.
The vast unexpectedly, Ran Ran will be what camp. And "Happy today, not famous after death.
If you are willing to study Confucianism, you will miss your life. At night, watching the lights in the night market in Wang Jian, Yangzhou, there are many high-rise customers.
It's not an ordinary day, as you heard. Recalling Yangzhou Xu Niang's thin face is hard to cry, but peach leaf eyebrows are easy to learn.
The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points. Yangzhou is late in the morning, and Jinling is at low tide in the autumn.
Hey, the rainbow crosses Chuze, and the pale crimson tree sees Yangzhou. The night bridge is lit with stars, and the water Qiang is close to the bullfight.
Today, the custom of the street has changed, so there is no need to ask about the lost building. Three Yangzhou Spring Poems by Yao He (1) are cold food with no fog and no smoke.
Warm days condense flowers and willows, and spring breeze scatters orchestral strings. Gardens are mostly houses, with fewer chariots and horses than boats.
Don't ask tourists to stay. Tourists are sleepy and can't sleep. (2) Guo Man is spring, and the streets are full of incense.
The bamboo wind is light, and the flower dew is tired. Birds in the valley are still singing happily, and Fu Shan is even crazier.
Poor visit to the land, Yang-ti's country fell. (3) In the smoke and light of Jiangbei, Huainan wins in many things.
The city holds a candle, and the neighbor overflows the boat. You can only grow bamboo if you have land, but you can't raise geese without home.
Spring is a battlefield, and songs are everywhere. Three Yangzhou Mutu Poems (1) Yang Di's Tang Lei land, and the old buildings were hidden.
Who sings the tune of water, the moon is full in Yangzhou. A good horse should be idle and a daughter should swim in the dark.
I was drunk and young. I took off my purple fur. (2) Fireflies are released in the autumn wind, and spring grass is cockfighting.
The gold thread is carved away and the ring is picked up. The Shu boat is red and heavy, and it is getting heavier and heavier.
There are flashy things everywhere, but Wang Huainai came back. (3) The streets are full of willows, and the clouds reflect the twin cities.
The sky is beautiful and the people's songs are clear. Long sleeves between slender waists, and Yu Pei's miscellaneous tassels.
Axis countries are sincere and strong, extravagant but not famous. Since it is a sin of debauchery, it is better to be an emperor.
I sent Du Mu to the Jianghu to carry wine, with a thin waist and a light palm. Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
At that time, people in Weizhuang, Yangzhou didn't know how to fight, and brothels were everywhere. It is always spring in the flower hair cave, and there is wind in the bright moon clothes.
After Chu Huaiwang left, there were no chickens and dogs, and Emperor Yang came back for burial. Twenty-four bridges are empty, and Qingyang destroys Guanhe River.
Guangling Cold Food Night Li Zhong Guangling Cold Food Night is luxurious and full of ritual. The purple stranger returns, and the red chamber is on the moon.
It's still late spring. Go for an outing tomorrow and dump him.
Chen Xiumin in Yangzhou enjoys the beauty of flowers, and the bright moon building has light in the first month. In China, banquets are held irregularly, and officials send sheep every day.
The silver bed was exposed to the cold and invaded Song Fan, while Luo Jianfeng lightly attacked the dance skirt. Huainan has a heavy supply of goods, and everyone said yes.
Recalling the past in Weiyang, Guangling City was once prosperous, and Yangdi Palace met Xia Zi. Yushu's songs are still full of songs, and Jin Fan is homeless.
The balcony is full of grass, and the wind and rain complain about falling flowers every year. The most affectionate willow is the willow, which still brings the cock crow in spring.
Chen Zilong, Yangzhou and Huaihai are all famous places, separated from the Southern Dynasties. Castle Peak half reflects Guazhou trees, and grass obliquely meets Yangzi Bridge.
With the misty clouds on the balcony of the garden, the flowers and moons in the Wu Palace send spring tides. The Bianhe River is full of newly planted willows, and the east wind still hates it.
Where can I ask Tang Lei about the ancient red tomb in Guangling? I still remember the music of Eastward Journey. The twenty-four bridges are chaotic, and the feet of three thousand temples are long.
No fireflies fly to Suiyuan, and Du Yu is also called Shugang. Jiangdu is full of the same dream, and the night flowers are like snow.
Huang Shen (1), a poet of Weiyang Bamboo Branch, blew through the moon with his flute, and the murder song was even more popular. No one is cold in Shui Ge, and Yuanyang goes deep into the lotus wind.
(2) Life only loves Yangzhou, which is suffocating in Yangchun. I picked flowers from the garden and dressed casually. The water was green and reflected in a pink skirt.
(3) the courtyard will send a song until late spring, just like brocade grass. The original boat flies over to different places, and how much scenery belongs to the drinker.
(4) Draw eaves to warm spring, call pigeons, and the autumn harvest of pears begins at dawn. Leaning against the mirror and facing the water, I plan to learn from Suzhou.
Yangzhou (the fourth choice) Zheng Xie (1) The original painting boat rides in the morning smoke, and the silk tube in the city makes money. A thousand adopted daughters teach songs first, and planting flowers in ten miles counts as farming.
After the Sui Dyke, the rain was not wet, and the wind blew tea to ascend the fairy. A poet's long injury makes wine warm and fragrant.
(2) The grass path beside Bridge No.24 is insufficient, so a small port will be opened to go deep into Tang Lei. The painting building is misty, the iron plate clanks and the trees are cold.
How did the words get to the satrap? Romance did not hinder Emperor Yangdi. What are the limits of today's consideration of ancient feelings? I'm willing to take advantage of the east wind to be crazy.
The mausoleum of the emperor is in the shade, entering the country and leaving the country, and the red chamber is growing day by day. Wang patiently leveled Kerwin Chen, only for a few acres of land in Tang Lei.
Tang Lei and Mengxing Cheng have been divided in the north for many years, and the Sui Dynasty and the Wen Dynasty were mixed together. Thrift and health are not like virtues.
In the early years, Chen Ping blamed his master, and famine and death lingered at night. Jiangdu is so happy and has a dream, and it is accidental to levy Liao.
Three thousand palace dolls are all made up, and the teeth are tied along the embankment. The banquet in the lost building is not over yet, and the grass in the sand is empty.
The Sui family got the wisdom of the country, and God didn't want to delay too long. The crazy soul swings out of confusion, and the British master is Tang Liyuan.
Spring breeze blows willow lines, and fireflies dance in autumn night. A jade box is missing, and the old garden is bloom.
Zhuyuwan Scenic Area, Qianjiaoyu Bay Head Rain Chu Qing, Guangling Beitiangeng. The boat left the harbor in white and damp, while the tall building opened the window with a jade wrist.
Fine grass is far away from the sky, and a Shui Yang is full of boats. The guests came to talk about the past, and the willows and cicadas sang suddenly on the shore.
Fortunately, Aisin Jiro of Tianning Temple. Ye Xuan is washing bamboo, and the wind cherishes the residual plum. Birds sing like trees, clouds move early and thunder.
When the morning bell meets the leopard's tail, the monk's house steps on incense. I feel purer and more rewarding, and the dust is smiling.
The last topic was ten miles of Qingxi music, which was deeply touched. Warmth urges plum to believe early, and water falls and grass marks invade.
As a custom, fish is an industry and bamboo shoots are the forest in the garden. Folk customs love simplicity and never tire of seeing them.
A letter to Han Chuo, the magistrate of Yangzhou, there is water in Qingshan, and the vegetation in Jiangnan is withered in autumn. The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs? Twenty-four Bridges, Tanqianqiu Xieyang Road, are connected by wheels and hooves, and the bright moon is in Liuxi.
The footbridge on the bridge is launched, and the fallen flowers still complain about the mud. .