1. Everyone feels that life is in embarrassment. Who would do this without money?

The crystal ring is thrown into the wheat paste basin, and the family and the country stick to each other.

The article has obscured the hoarding of money, and the gate has changed its way of things from the ecstasy array.

Honesty is demoted to sleep with wontons.

The gourd is lifted and tipped stably.

2. Looking at Chang'an, the future is bleak and stained.

Traveling south and north with Zheng Yan, the journey is difficult.

There is a small sword pass of green mud, red leaves spread on the river bank, and white grass reaches the cloud stack.

The fame is half-finished, and the wind and snow cover thousands of mountains.

----"Happy in front of the palace and among the guests" 3. In the swing courtyard, you can do your bows and sweeps lightly, and the orioles and swallows hide in the willow shade.

Covering the frost, Wan handed over half a poem to the man, fearing that the flower seller would see him on this good road.

4. The rain suddenly clears up, and it becomes clear again and again.

The anvils and pestles in the Qiuxiang courtyard are ringing, and the two passers-by in the country are more likely to be affected by millions of people.

Crush separation and ignore worries.

5. The flowers are as red as a person's face, and the mountains are as green as a Buddha's head.

6. Ruizhu Palace, Penglai Cave.

The green pines shadow Zhan Zhongsheng, and the red lotus roots are fragrant.

Thousands of clouds and clouds are thick, and the Milky Way is frozen.

The misty beauties fly with the phoenix, and Zi Xiaohan fights across the sky again and again.

In the late night breeze, the wind sings up and down, and the fishing fire is not real in the sky.

7. Forcefully clean up the green hills.

Returning wild geese in autumn, weary travelers miss home.

The green sleeves are attentive, the gold cups are scattered, and the jade hands are playing the pipa.

When people grow old, their hair turns gray in the west wind, and when butterflies come and go, their flowers turn gray.

Looking back at the end of the world, there is a ray of setting sun, and the jackdaws are counted.

----"The Order of Gui Gui·Nine Days" 8. Fan Shenzang returned her thoughts to Yunmen Temple and looked back to Ruoye Creek.

The people of Zhuluo are gone, Penglai is at peace with each other, and there are deserted trees and monuments on the wayside.

But the ten husbands and immortals compared their places, burned pills next to the well, and tested the ink near the pond.

The sound of lotus flowers only comes from things, and the cool breeze reflects the sky. It is only the heart of Mingzhen that wants to wear clothes.

----"The True Family·Xiao Ru wrote ten poems about nostalgia for the past" 9. The red rain falls on the green moss path, and the flying catkins are scattered in the wind in the willow camp. It is a pity that we have passed the Qingming Festival.

Don't wait to hear it, the cuckoo was among the people last night.

10. Behind the firewood gate, the roaring haze, and the faint Hu Luan, there is a little fairy's home.

The beautiful road here is covered with white clouds, green bamboos in front of the windows, and sand at the bottom of the well.

People grow melons in a five-acre house and distribute tea to guests in a village nunnery.

There are many spring colors, with all the roses blooming and all the pear blossoms falling.

11. The plum blossoms look like their true colors, so why should I be left alone?

The weather is snowy and clear, the waist is loose and jade is thin, and the spring is ice cold.

The regrets of rise and fall, a hill of loess, and the eternal green mountains.

The old monk was drunk together, so he stopped beating the broken monument and looked at the sword in shame.

12. The Lunjin and Purple Bearded Army are so good that they can be seen all over the school.

The sword flower is bright in the frost, and the silver saddle handkerchief is dark in the dust.

The vast boundary is green with green grass and good roads.

13. There are snow swords on the top of the mountain, and ice curtains hang on the water on the cliffs.

Leaning against the tree, the ape mourns and touches the top of the cloud.

The blood of flowers screams at Du Yu, and the cave of darkness screams at Fei Lian.

Compared with the human heart, the mountain is not dangerous!

----"Red Embroidered Shoes·Tiantai Waterfall Temple" 14. Far from right and wrong, look for chic.

The floor is as warm as the IKEA in the south of the Yangtze River, and the spring in the north is priceless when people are free.

A taste of tea, five-color melons, and four-season flowers ---- "Four Pieces of Jade·Le Xian" 15. Diao Ziling, thinking about the eagle in the season of water shield, I am wandering even if I have eyes.

---- "Pu Lai Shi Le Qiu Huai" 16. Xiaolanqian, when the good road comes out, add Hsinchu Neihui and return him to Qi Man Zhong Qing Du Gan.

Holding the tablet upside down and looking at it, let me take some time off.

The ancient inkstones are cold in the pine wind, the moss and white rocks are rotting, and the banana rain is sparse and the flowers are blooming.

Qing Zizhi loves me, I love Qing Zizhi.

17. Drinking wine and leisurely tea, painting willow buds with drunken ink on spring paper, lightly whipping plum peach blossoms.

---- "Xixia Xuetingfang·Spring Love" 18. Shidoutan, Jianmenguan, Shangqing. It is said that it is better to go there, but it is difficult to see.

The pattern is ground-circling, the spring scenery is fading, and people's country is in the wind and idle.

Wenjun stopped playing ancient tunes, and sparse woodcutter sang new ones.

There are two gates to the plum pavilion, and there is a hut to pass by.

Look, it's only natural that once the goal is achieved, it will be good.

19. The road is full of people, and the autumn clouds are blue at the end of the road. The rain is barren and the flowers are thin next week.

20. If you take a small walk, it will be sunny and the clouds are setting. You can fish in the ancient coastal fishing village.

Restaurants with green curtains, painted bridges and blowing willow flowers.

21. The sword strikes the sky while the wind and ghosts roar, the harp plays at night and the ape howls again and again, the half-drunk Yuan Ming can be called upon.

When I came to the south, it was vague, but I didn't go out to wander around. When I returned to Zhejiang, it was invisible.

22. There are too many people to cage the sand, and there are too many children to play the pipa in the heart.

Acacia is too lazy to look at the paintings on the screen, and people are walking away in peace.

The remaining cardamom flowers in spring send love to the mandarin duck handkerchief, and the fragrant cold tea frame.

The old terrace pavilion, Xiaomeng window screen.

23. If you lose your hat, you can use it as a wine.

The road is full of people, the sky is blue and the clouds are clear in autumn, and the rain is barren and the flowers are thin next week.

Worry about the good way out, go upstairs to upstairs, there are more than nine people.

24. No matter how much you think about the small building, you should only think about it, but think about it as a hindrance, and the barrier will be far away.

When I fell into a dream last night, I woke up and someone was like jade, playing the flute everywhere?

Morning and evening in front of the door, things are in autumn, the heart is capable, and there is faith in the spring tide.

Look at the haggardness, the flying flowers and the broken willow eyebrows.