Occasional work in a small garden.
Liang Rongxiong. I have been accustomed to hunting in the wind on the floor, and I have swept the remnants of the leaves several times in winter.
Why is it that the eyes are tired on this day, a piece of yellow flowers and butterflies.
Words and poems. Huang Guangqi.
The rhythm is strictly regulated, and the rhyme is good, but it has not won the praise of everyone.
Only because the sentence is less true affection, like a green bush decorated with paper flowers.
The Seven Laws: The Death of the Drifter.
The lonely leaves are sad and flow down the water, and the ups and downs are about to turn back.
Don't forget the jade dew to give moisture, and you should hate the branches and ditches.
People are full of Meng Po soup, and there is no reason for the birth to be evil in this world.
I pity the withered butterfly and drift to the death, and the grievances are difficult to settle the old hill.
Note: "Dead butterfly" refers to dead leaves in this article.
Seven Laws: Dream into the Rakshasa Kingdom.
The fish like the water and turn over the waves, and the succubus clown appears.
The magnates of the Imperial Garden are tight, and the merchants and girls of the Liulou on Flower Island are busy.
The lazy man fights for Chu Han by the wall, and the idle aunt enters the alley to play mahjong.
Laughing at Weng Sandpiper to the shrimp and mussels, who cares about Qin Qiangyan and Zhao died.
Seven Laws: Morning in the Warm Winter Market.
Xiaoyang is warm and fragrant with chrysanthemums, and grandma brings her grandson to the school.
At the intersection, the vegetables and fruits are fresh, and the street vendors are busy.
The old man bent his back and turned over the barrel, and the pretty woman covered her lips and brushed her clothes.
The nanny chair pushes the elderly, and the new street jasper sells syrup.
Seven Uniques, Lofty and Far-reaching.
Zhou Youchuan. The two sides of the strait are fragrant with water, and the poet is drunk.
Gao Pu calmly spit out silver flocculents, and pointed to the sky to the sun.
Note: Gao Pu refers to the pampas that have been flocculated in this article.
Seven Uniques: Exterior Wall Work (Chinese Rhyme).
Looking down at the bottom of the building, the people are like ants, and the soul swings the rope ladder and scatters.
The back hangs on a thin line, and the clear sky sweats and rains with sand and gray.
Note: The rope ladder is a tool for working at height.
Seven Uniques: Bricklayers.
The tower crane gradually rises and the people have not changed, and the dust is wrapped in sweat.
Thick bricks do not pity the thick cocoon scars, and want to drill the bones.
The scene of the winter morning of Wuhou Qingxi.
Ginkgo biloba flutters golden chrysanthemum fragrance Cangcang winter grass cloth light frost
The two banks of the ravine are white, and the courtyard is orange and pomelo yellow on three sides.
The old man rubbed his shoulders and knocked on crutches, and his mother-in-law followed one after another.
Concentrate on fishing, and talk about borrowing the stone steps Wen Jiuzhang.
Editor: Hongyan Jushi.
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