1. Zhegui Ling·Guest Window Qingming (Yuan Dynasty) Qiao Ji winds and rains pear blossoms, narrow rope curtains, and clever small window screens. In front of the emotional lamp, guests are sleeping beside me, thinking about the world. Three thousand feet of pure worry and hair on the temples, fifty years of prosperous spring dreams. Suddenly I saw someone's house, the willows separated the smoke and supported the eaves and teeth.
2. Qingming (Tang Dynasty) Sun Changyin looked at the northern mountain frontier in the late spring of Qingming. The flint fire blooms new flames, and the tung blossoms sprout old branches. Shen Ming is ashamed of the old things, and prevents his friends from having a feast. Not as good as the birds in the forest, they move around and feather their feathers.
3. Huanxisha·Qingming (Song Dynasty) Zhu Shuzhen's peach blossoms spit out crimson flowers in the spring lane, and the spring clothes are thin and light for the first time. The wind and smoke warm the swallow's nest. The Xiang curtains in the small courtyard are not rolled up, and the red doors in the crooked rooms are long and boring. The annoying scene is clear again.
4. Crossing the River and Clouds Three Offenders·West Lake Qingming (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying blushed with shame and regret, the evening breeze had not yet fallen, and the patches of embroidery were dotted with heavy green leaves. The old embankment is divided into swallowtails, osmanthus and light gulls, and Baole leans against the remaining clouds. Thousands of resentful green silk threads gradually enter the fairyland and the maze of Xianwu. The intestines are diffuse and can be seen when separated from flowers, and the waist is clear on the back. Patrolling. The title of the door is melancholy, and it is difficult to count the secluded period accurately. I am still awake, my eyes are full of affection, and I am wide-banded due to spring. Things in the Ming Dynasty are as cold as the solitary smoke, and people are sad when the lake is full of wind and rain. The mountain daisy is dim, and the dust is green and traceless.