Boil tea

The breeze is blowing the sound of spring, and osmanthus is full of vitality. ?

Invite a couple of friends to sit on the porch and borrow half a pot of incense to cook the moon.

? pour (out) tea

The mountains and rivers are ruthless, and the blue clouds sink in Ren Pingsheng. ?

Look at the beauty and Lu Rui, and lean on Zhu Lanpin's fragrant teas.

Taste tea and evaluate its taste and quality.

What goes with the flow is also the ping in the cup. Why is the flowing spring water turbid and clear? ?

Cui Yun is full of Zen. My favorite is Longjing. ?

Qincha

A curtain of dreams is true, and half a pot is ups and downs. ?

Playing the piano and singing, the cup loves Biluochun. ?

Chancha

Bi Xia lies drunk in water and drinks high curative value alone for leisure. ?

I haven't sung half-baked words, but I slept on flowers in a quiet spring. ?

Swimming in the rain

The willow trees on the banks of Prince Edward Lake are pale, and the heron shadows on Phoenix Island are fluttering.

When boating freely on the blue waves, the little oar gently shook the fishing song late.

The thatched cottage is covered with firewood and flies, lying on the bow listening to the rain.

The flute makes the wind die late, when will the bright moon accompany me?

Lingjiang yexing

The green hills are ashamed to hang green, and the clear water flies.

The flute makes the evening breeze drizzle, and I am drunk and lying in the boat looking at the moon.

Yinxingzan

The golden sleeve holds the cold wind, and the cold rain hits the jade clothes.

Jade bone is slender and graceful, so she doesn't have to lean against the wall.

Yonglihua

When the fragrance of snow falls, plain clothes returns.

The white butterfly danced in a skirt, and the spring breeze drew a pale eyebrow.

Drunk fans come and go, but they are like fireflies.

The moon throws a jade handkerchief and gently wipes away the pear tears.

Nostalgia of Dragon Boat Festival

The whole world is turbid, and I wake up alone. Who will pay for Jiuge Yao Qin?

Where is the soul of Li Sao's song? Chu River should hate it.

A teenager with thick hair is wearing a sachet, and a white-haired old man is drinking a bottle of wine.

The dragon boat is waiting for a thousand races, and Ai's zongzi is a sacrifice to the pale ghost.

Listen to cicada

The summer heat is getting stronger and the summer is getting longer, and cicadas are singing against the sun.

The white-haired old man leans against the south window and holds a folding fan to send coolness.

Old friends meet occasionally.

The sun and the moon grow in the world, and middle age tastes deep.

Don't talk about things outside the window, just talk about friendship.

Young people spit out their ambitions, but today they sigh bitterly.

The temples are stained with frost and snow, and a cup is about ancient and modern.

The 19th National Poetry Congress

Great event fu

You smell sweet, hold a grand event, hunt a China and fly a flag of China.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains weave splendid scenery, and the whole people sing Jin Ou together.

Make waves, go with the flow, don't forget that your initiative is the mainstay.

Generally speaking, the reward is the same as painting, such as writing for a thousand years with a giant pen.

Ode to reform

Thousands of rivers send friends far away, Wan Shanhong Gold.

The red flag is fluttering and the mountains and rivers are drunk, and the silver and cinnamon are fragrant and beautiful.

China, which is in revival, is full of dreams, and the drums and horns are inspiring.

The motive force of reform is from the beginning to the end, fighting for Qian Fan and starting again.

Praise poverty alleviation

Poverty alleviation is like burning, wearing a starry night to lock the door.

Two? People suffer in their chests and their hearts are full of sadness.

Roll up your sleeves and work hard, sweat will stain your skirt.

Break the waves three times, Wan Li, and sing a song to stop the clouds.

Yin teacher

On the one hand, the blackboard depicts the scenery, and the sleeves are cool and the piano is caressed.

Be grateful, be grateful, be filial, listen to the wind and rain, and be close to the saints.

Courtesy, benevolence, wisdom and faith spread peaches and plums, praying for fragrance all over the garden.

Try harder to strive for ambition, and there will be dry Kun in the cool breeze.

Nanchong Fu (Three Poems of Seven Laws)

1、

The ancient rhyme of the Tang Dynasty is long, and people with lofty ideals are always worried.

It is difficult to use a standard to pay for hunting when osmanthus trees grow for a grand event.

Shu is divided into three countries, and the four sages of Qiao Men fight for love.

In history, generations of talents have been valued, and their wonderful pens have frequently flashed in China.

2、

Golden wisps of silver silk crown Shu, and pen and ink painters weave colored silk.

The western hills are picturesque, and the spring scenery of the North Lake is hard to harvest.

Looking for the fairyland by the lake of Zhong Sheng, Yuan Long Gu Yunfang stayed for himself.

Thousands of miles of Jialing has a history of thousands of years, and thousands of waters are rolling in Qian Shan.

3、

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains weave splendid scenery, and the whole people sing Jin Ou together.

Make waves, go with the flow, don't forget that your initiative is the mainstay.

Baili New Town reflects Hehan, and Wuqiao Feihong Party State.

Generally speaking, appreciation is the same as painting, such as writing spring and autumn with a giant pen.

Emei Buddha Lantern (Seven Wonders)

Fireflies gather in the fairy mountain, and jade rabbits are ashamed to hide from the ink curtain.

Thousands of blue lanterns worship the golden dome, and thousands of bright lamps greet Pu Xian.

Song furong

One,

Night rain moistens the national color, and morning dew dyes the makeup.

Cui Zhi combs the clouds, and Yuchai wears no makeup.

Second,

Red skirt and green skirt are full of flowers.

The autumn wind is bright and colorful clouds are flying on the wall.

Third,

Rongcheng has beautiful scenery and dancing clouds.

Neon lights don't smell like the whole city.

Fourth,

Two rows of geese chase the autumn wind, and a dress smells beautiful.

So, the soul is wandering in the clouds, where can I find a stamen concubine?

Five,

Women and children are singing by Jinjiang River, and the old man is wandering on crutches.

A lonely te amo, the breeze welcomes the fragrance gracefully.

Odes to Football Match (Two Songs) (Seven Musts)

One,

Colorful flags are beaming, and Hu Yuelong Teng is an athlete.

Shouting increases fighting spirit, and sweat makes you want to touch clothes.

Second,

Run like the wind, kick and roll like a bird of prey.

There are heroes on the court.

Ode to the Lotus (Five Wonders)

Step on the smoky water and sing in front of the lotus.

Moonlight is like water at night, and frogs croak in the lotus field.

Bonfire party (Seven Wonders)

On a cold night, the flames are blazing and warm as spring, and people are singing and dancing to welcome the spring breeze.

The flute is more ancient, and the bonfire melts fireflies.

Lotus pond (seven wonders)

The silver beads gradually fell on the jasper plate, and the emerald skirt wrapped around the hairpin to bid farewell to the red hairpin.

Dragonflies flying in the wind, ducklings in water lilies.

Ode to a lotus flower for friends.

The breeze and the bright moon shine on the Jinhe River, and the dancing clothes reflect the blue waves.

Zheng Hong needs a gentleman's pen more, and has been singing Shun Yao songs for thousands of years.

Yongmei (Three Songs) (Four Wonders)

One,

A row of fragrant trees and flowers are silent, and half a wisp of Leng Xiang is on the cold branch.

The messy autumn colors lean against the East Courtyard, and the thin shadows go west.

Second,

The air is clear, the smoke is curling, the green leaves are thin, and Qionghua plays the flute according to the water.

The golden jade soul leans on the thin stone, and the breeze invites the snow to show the ice posture.

Third,

Menon's shadow is cold. She hasn't learned how to choose peaches and plums.

The fresh air is half full, and the fragrance enters? Lose a branch.

Ode to Mount Emei (Five Methods)

Cold mountain springs are deep, and clothes are wet.

Clouds pillow the snow in the middle of the mountain, birds sing and smoke the forest.

Butterflies perch on the edge of bluestone and sleep on the water cloud sword on the moon.

Penglai in the world and Emei Mountain in the middle of Sichuan.

Rain Flower Stone Fu (Two Poems)

One,

Yaochi fairyland is among them, with colorful flowers and stones.

Yellow, green, red and orange are better than jade, and luster is better than nature.

Qian Shan is empty, but this stone still destroys the wind.

Can present several cases, the goddess still wants to make up the sky.

Second,

When the gunfire stops, the horse won't get a reward.

Loyal officials hide their faces and defend Jin Ou with swords.

The setting sun is barren and the hometown is thin, and the bright moon and yellow flowers shine on Kyushu.

The loess is buried with loyal bones, which can be sung from generation to generation.

Camellia after rain

The rain is light in the evening and the wind is light in the spring.

Only camellia brightens the color, and a piece of red is quietly added to the green.

Yongshan tea

The green leaves are graceful and rich, and the spring poems are long.

The weather is beautiful, the pistil is drawn, and one or two branches in the garden are painted red.

Ode to Peony (Seven Unique Poems)

The green leaves are dotted with peach blossoms, and the red buds are about to smile.

A small flower in the east wind breathes fire, and the spring scenery is Ying Ying on the green tip.

Listening to cicadas (Seven Wonders)

The summer heat is getting stronger and the summer is getting longer, and cicadas are singing against the sun.

The white-haired old man leans against the south window and holds a folding fan to send coolness.

Sing pear blossoms (five methods)

When the fragrance of snow falls, plain clothes returns.

The white butterfly danced in a skirt, and the spring breeze drew a pale eyebrow.

Drunk fans come and go, but they are like fireflies.

Throw the jade handkerchief on the moon and gently wipe away the pear tears.

Ode to kapok (three songs)

One,

The world is marching and dancing, and the clothes are a little red.

Blue refers to the flower hairpin that you want to wear, and the light fragrance is a ray of revlon.

Don't go back to the geese, the butterfly shadow dances and looks for the old traces.

An old friend is far away in the bright moon, saying that we will meet again one day.

Second,

A tree of coral flowers burns, and thyme gathers in the sleeves.

Crimson yarn is light and clothes are warm, and beauty bid farewell to the screen.

Who sends the curtain drizzle, adds half a spring chill.

Poor Dongfeng is the dumbest, but he looks up at Zhu Yan.

Third,

Red clouds crush flowers, and the breeze should regret taking Fei Xia away.

But I cherish the beauty of the world, and I am afraid to see the fairy's posture.

Watching birds sleep in Panzhihua, a pillow is better than a cup.

I'm still afraid of nowhere to find, and I don't want to go back to incense.

Qiu Ge on the Lake (Seven Wonders)

Birds perch on clouds and chase boats, while fish swim with flying flowers.

Going home full of sunset, a river fishing song is a river autumn.

Chu Zheng (Seven Unique China Rhymes)

One rainy night, 100,000 heroes rushed to Chuchi.

Let's wait for Sun Yicheng's voice, and then come to the old place to find spring poems.

The Feeling of Epidemic at Home (Seven Laws, China New Rhyme)

Willow waves don't want to flow clear water, while long rivers lock boats silently.

The smog filled China, and the coronavirus hit Nautilus Island.

There are no horses and chariots in the deserted alley. As soon as the door is closed, everyone is worried.

When walking in the spring breeze, singing all the way.

filial piety/mourning

First, look up, twenty-four filial piety

All sentient beings have feelings, and the lamb kneels down to repay the kindness.

Cool pillows and warm seats do their duty, crying bamboo shoots gives birth to relatives.

Scorpions enter deer, and Wang Xiang asks carp to lie on the ice.

Boxing is full of enthusiasm, and twenty-four filial piety leaves a good name.

? Second, taste the filial piety in ancient poetry

Busbars are dense and warm to children's clothes, and father's books are wet.

A curtain of bamboo shadow window supports, and a thousand cups of homesickness drink. ,

On a cold night, I miss my loved ones and cry, but I dare not sigh at home.

There is not much news in Mo Tao at ordinary times. Gossip about farming and mulberry, and lighting at night.

? Third, worry too much and be filial to the present.

Empty birds return to their nests, and white-haired people live in Mao Yan.

Cloud's wife, the crane, always misses her relatives during the festive season, accompanied by a solitary lamp wrapped around her knees.

The laughter of the wedding lingered, but no one could see the shadow of the thatched cottage.

The car and BMW are gone, listening to the stick knocking at the door.

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? Fourth, self-motivation, * * * encourages filial piety.

Parents always love each other, and children and grandchildren comfort their parents around their knees.

Castle peak is silent for thousands of years, where is the heart of Chunhui?

After a long break, filial piety should be more precious.

I advise you to be filial while you can, and don't wait for him to whine in the sky.

Phoenix Flower Fu (Three Poems) (Seven Methods)

One,

Flamingo trees fly to burn feathers, and the fairy face corrects the phoenix crown.

However, I am afraid of burning my fingers by the red flame. I want to make a red hairpin.

Danxia's cut skirt is covered with crimson yarn, and the new leaf cuts Yu Pei jade ring.

The dress is dancing lightly, and the wind is messy.

Second,

Cars and horses are the most crowded places for visitors, and the sunset is leisurely looking for incense trails.

Drunk watching the phoenix dance in the teahouse, holding the jade cup lightly and smelling the flute.

Yingying green leaves cage Dan tree, graceful and beautiful.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the clothes are still fragrant. After the song, I look back and look for beautiful images.

Third,

Red petals are spitting flames around the hedge, and tourists are eager to find incense.

The east wind is high all the way, and the rustling red rain scares the birds.

Laughing warblers strive to warm the trees, while Danxia leaves the hairpin empty.

Where can I find the phoenix dance and the phoenix song? Feathers fell and the fragrance stained people's clothes.

Chant chrysanthemum (five poems) (seven rhymes)

One,

The lonely shadow is alone outside the inclined sill, the wind welcomes the fragrance, and the edge of the hedge.

Half a branch of powder snow is applied with thin leaves, and a pillow of silver frost is cold.

The iron skeleton clanks beside the water, leaving a lasting impression on the world.

Why do you need to be strict? You can also practice Zen outside the entrance.

Second,

The curtains are rolled, the wind is crazy, thin? Gently open the cold rain window.

Looking back, I like to watch chrysanthemums bloom, and Qionghua leans against the wind.

Snow muscles are light and dew, and frost bones are straight and comfortable.

Ran Ran Fanghua invited guests to visit, and the snow on Chinese fir sent me incense.

Third,

Lu holds the elixir, slender and cold branches are horizontal and green.

First frost leans against the fence, and the lingering fragrance enters the sleeve to find Yuhuan.

Yue Hui rhyme cage morning flow, light pink thick makeup drunk dawn smoke.

The curtain rolls up and the west wind pity passers-by, and the heroes are beautiful.

Fourth,

In spring, colorful butterflies are flying in the garden, and birds are surprised by the strong wind outside the garden.

There are thousands of flowers in the east fence and thousands of red flowers in the west yard.

Steal a wisp of incense and laugh.

If you want to click on the screen to leave an elegant rhythm, gently move the moon to find the trace.

Five,

Snow coat powder dust, frost stained ice muscles want to look up.

LuRuiXiang jade, Cui Zhi unable to win the cup.

Looking through the autumn water and the west wind geese, when will we welcome our old friends back?

Ten fingers are still fragrant, drunk today, and want to go to the stream to pick plums.

Sing pear blossoms (five methods)

Rain will be beautiful, and snow will stain your clothes.

The sun shines faintly and the wind combs the clouds.

The butterfly lost thousands of feathers, leaving only a hairpin.

On the edge of the moon, the cold jade muscles are rustling.

Sing ginkgo biloba (five methods)

China leaves dance with the wind, and golden butterflies perch on my shoulders.

Cold rain destroys the south branch, why are you afraid of the cold north wind?

Snow covers the body and stands proudly on earth.

Don't envy the warmth of dust and soil, follow Xiangmei.

An Interview with Du Fu's Caotang (Seven Laws)

The grass is long and the road is long.

Looking for the past and asking for traces, visiting the book rhyme of the thatched cottage director.

Qiu Ge is heard by Huanhuaxi, and the bamboo fence is desolate.

A thousand-year-old snow mountain has a thousand-year-old love, a fine pen and a wisp of incense.

Poetry, wine and moonlight (seven laws)

The phoenix dance burns rosy clouds for nine days, and the god bird bathes in fire and the moon shines.

On a warm and cold night, the flames are blazing and the drums are flying.

The dancing stars are silent, and the bonfire melts into light and shadow.

Wen Peng Mo You sang 1000 sentences and a bottle of poetic Luzhou-flavor wine.

Yongmanfu Wetland Park (Seven Laws and Two Songs)

one

The green hills on both sides of the strait surround Jinyuan, and the three bridges dance to Fuyuan.

The pavilions and waterside pavilions look for beautiful shadows, and the stone paths and covered bridges laugh.

Strange flowers and herbs are fragrant, herons and seagulls spread their wings and dance.

A city lights chase the river, and a thousand miles of cloud corridors recite new articles.

two

The former desert beach has changed into a new sky, and now Fiona Fang sleeps by the river.

A clear water embraces the lakeshore, and the green hills on both sides embrace colorful gardens.

The green grass meets the winding path, and the flowers are picturesque.

The green corridor is long, beautiful, singing long and laughing.

Go out in white and praise

At the end of the year, crown poison attacked Hubei, and the plague was rampant, which shocked the world.

The red mud was burning with soft fingers, and the iron gloves were sealed.

When the country is in trouble, it quits its relatives and friends and undertakes the mission of going against the trend.

Ambition boldly exorcises evil spirits, and white robes are put on the journey.

Zhong Nanshan Zan

Five million people fled Hubei, but Academician Nanshan went retrograde.

No one else in the country has this moral responsibility. He will go out again in his eighties.

Take the initiative to close the city and save the people.

I still pity the people and shed tears.

The feeling of living in an epidemic

The Lantern Festival used to be woven, but now there are few pedestrians on the street.

Thousands of women and children in Qian Qian lament that Qian Qian is trapped by thousands of chariots and horses.

Eating too much can cause disasters and epidemics, but eating like fur and drinking like blood is an insect.

Everyone is grounded without a trace, and our retreat should be reflected.

Thoughts on the annual epidemic of Gengzi

A suitable family is blessed with mice, and the epidemic suddenly spread in Wuhan.

I have to catch a demon when I am sick, and I am trapped in the city.

I prayed for the safety of the people and came all the way to Seoul.

When flowers bloom in spring, I like to listen to Yan Zi's first sound.

Southern Yixiaozan (Gucci)

Tianbao Land under Lingyun Mountain? Li Tao village in the teacher's mind. ?

At sunset, the setting sun reflects the trees. The morning sun shines in the shade of trees. ?

Butterflies are flying on the green vines. Climb into the green corridor and the grass will be green. ?

Flowers bloom and students fall. The sound of reading outside the window. ?

300 gardeners score music. 5000 obedient children sing. ?

The string of silk and bamboo, sound cutting, calligraphy and painting art is more refined.

? Three-foot platform painting scenery, clean hands, hands to fondle the piano. ?

Gratitude, gratitude and filial piety? Listen to the wind and rain, get close to the saints. ?

Laughing and cursing are vulgar. The spring breeze is bright and dry. ?

Work harder and strive for ambition. Wan Li, a bird, climbed to the top.

Fu to Sister (Seven Dynasties in Ancient China)

The Chinese New Year is over, but the old dream is still red, and the long-lost dust is stained with frost.

My sister and I shared a porch window and planted Camptotheca acuminata in the yard.

Ten miles of silver frost goes to a song, and when you come back, listen to your mother's words, Sang Ma.

Liu Xia likes singing and smelling cicadas, while Xiang Tao learns to sing frogs by the water.

The cold birds on the branches laugh at me, and a bright moon is on the horizon.

How dare you take a spring for no reason and give a decade of youth?

Lange (Seven Ancient Dynasties)

Between mist and dark clouds, the red sun hangs like the moon.

People on earth no longer look up at the sky and white clouds.

Children are like swallows in cages, with doors closed and beads hanging.

Beauty hides her face and hides beauty, but she is silent in the haze.

When the spring breeze bathes Jincheng, when you talk about smog, everything is smiling.

The feeling of reunion in twenty years (seven students)

Students have been away for 20 years, and now they get together to cherish their youth.

Looking for old traces on Lingyun Mountain, the sun is shining and the summer is beautiful.

Find a trace in the depths of the Cuilang and leave a beautiful picture in front of the Shuxiang Garden.

Time flies, face changes, wine is full of laughter.

The bonfire reflects the water, and the string songs are long and warm.

When I was a classmate, I still remember the kindness of my teacher in offering fragrant teas.

A Zen song of clouds and water is as fragrant as jade.

I can't express my best wishes. Qian Qian's songs comfort my life!

Scenes in the park (seven ancient sites)

Want to see the ukiyo-e paintings on the earth, go to the park.

Waiting for the chess player under the old tree, knocking on the chess pieces falls silent.

Children's corridor is busy doodling, just use pen and ink in an instant.

Clothes are floating around in a mess, and decadent music is not over yet.

Poor man in rags, tired of lying in the street, never woke up.

In the dispute between the scholar and the husband, Fan wavered and talked about Gan Kun.

All travelers enjoy fragrant tea slowly from south to north.

Primary school football match fu

Inscription:

Snow is coming, and the north wind is still cold. There is a football match in our school, and young boys are in fierce competition. Feel this feeling and give it.

Banners are hunting in the wind, and shouts stop the clouds.

Drums and horns are a powerful force, and there are rivers and mountains on the court.

Sweat soaked the skirt to touch the surface, and dust was on the knife-shaped eyebrows.

Punching and kicking like the wind, jumping like a swallow.

The meteor whirled a little and the sleeves were covered with smoke.

Running freely in the battlefield, I am a teenager.

Heroes strive for hegemony and chase light dust, and yellow clothes gallop to block the red shirts.

Destroying the base suddenly broke the door and returned home in triumph with a smile.

Sightseeing lamp

Inscription:

Thoughts on the International Dream Lighting Festival in Qinglong Mountain Villa

The BMW is full of people, colorful and full of spring in the garden.

Thousands of trees and silver flowers bloom in colorful clouds, and thousands of beads shine like stars.

Glittering water cranes, butterfly shadows dancing among burning flowers.

China wants to cross Yue Long, and the jade pot opens.

Happiness bottles send flowers and fairy tales, castles and windmills are exotic.

There is a strange fate under Mount Fuji, and the crystal fairy is also true.

Various styles are carefully crafted, step by step, and it is natural.

This kind of scene has never been seen in the sky, and there is Penglai on earth.

Song of Jialing River

The Jialing River has beautiful scenery with long mountains and green corridors. The five lakes are covered with splendid scenery, and a city is full of colorful light. Fish is fat, the mountain sings, and the drunken boat paddles. It is the sound of green mountains and green waters, flying in the blue waves.

Lake Bar is clear and swaying, and the pine and cypress in Lingyun Mountain are grey. Jathyapple Lumen, Xiao Xia Suolingjiang. The waves are boundless and the water is boundless, and the egrets chase the sunset. Xanadu invites friends and relatives, and I will sit on a balanced fishing rod and lazily by the stream.

Everyone says that hometown is beautiful, and green hills and beautiful waters compete for heaven. The lotus flowers in Jiao Jiao Garden exude the fragrance of cinnamon. The mountains are green, the forests are green, and the mountains of Jialing River are beautiful corridors. One river and five lakes, moisten things silently, moisten things silently.

You Li Boyuan (Drunk Hua Yin)

Willow branches gently brushed the eyebrows and watched butterflies fly around. Warm wind combs cloud bun, ice muscle jade bone, beauty comes back in plain clothes.

A hundred miles of flying flowers and falling snow, who wipes away people's tears? Iraqi people walk month by month, the courtyard is deep, and they are worried about drinking thousands of cups.

Qiu Hang Guiboyuan

Dark fragrance strikes, red and green, cinnamon is sought after. Look at the misty aquatic heron, splashing jade and flying flowers. Sweet-scented osmanthus, spray gold and spit silver. Look for the shadow, you are quiet, quiet. As night falls, I look at the silver flowers of the fire tree, overflowing with color and gold.

The breeze sang with me, and I walked high in Guibo Garden. Look at those tall buildings, rows and rows, like mushrooms after rain, rising from the ground. At first glance, the bright moon is in the sky, and the lights of half the city are like fairyland. Looking back on the past, my heart is surging and a song is coming.

Emeishan lansheng

? Purple gas comes from the east, cloud steam and Xia Wei, green cliff smoke. On the stone road of the flood tree, there is a fir forest. Monkeys play and West China gurgles. Waterfalls are like curtains, clouds are painted around fog, and it's raining in Dong Leiping. On the cableway, one step at a time to see the scene, God never shuts one door but he opens another.

Birds chirp with me in my mountain walk, and go to Jinding with infinite scenery. Just when the Buddha's light first appeared, it was smoking. The peaks are listed like a violet. Where are the immortals? Today, I'm glad to hear that the night light is ethereal, and ten thousand buddhas are against Pu Xian.

the Lantern Festival

Overlooking the night view of Lingjiang River, Wonderland Island, one scene, spring flowers and autumn moon. Guanyin meditation is still deep, and ice is better than snow. Dance with the phoenix and spread your wings. I don't feel the clouds and the moon disappearing in spring. Looking at the sky, the stars in Qian Qian are disappearing in the evening. The night is still early, why not?

Yue Long, golden monkey and fish. When the year of the phoenix arrives, the snow stains the temples, and the ambition is still strong. Look at the dim place of the silver flower of the fire tree, and the dreamland turns into a flower and withers. At first, I believed that Dan Xin was like a bird with a chest full of blood. Nine days, holding the bright moon.

Zhong sheng chun Hu hang

Water rises in the west, broken jade flies, and blue waves are thousands of miles away. After the Phoenix Island, the cage was full of smoke. Fragrant apricots fly and willow waves smell warblers. Blue tiles and white walls, beautiful flowers and birds singing, bamboo fence slightly misty rain. In a quiet place, I can smell the running water.

? Gentle wind accompanied my hiking, and I was singing on Linjiangping. Look at the rising sun on the east coast, the golden light is overflowing. These islands are dotted with water and blue mountains. Where is the magic bird by Prince Lake? Phoenix spreads its wings. Really? Looking back, I saw a row of egrets, straight up to the green ghost.