Dong Yuanben s collection of classical couplets 10th series, 39 pairs .

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-29

Original text: Dong Yuanben (Suqian, Jiangsu).

Author's note] Since the end of December 2018, I have often participated in the Toutiao couplet ring activities, and I have collected and summarized my own couplets one after another, this is the tenth series, which is a work from January 10 to 18, 2019. If there is no annotation description, the following link is my response to the link, in order to save space, the name of each person is omitted (can be found on the Internet). All are created according to the horseshoe grid.

The moon shines on the plum blossoms.

The wind blows the whistle and plays music.

The three watches are quiet in the mountains.

In the middle of the night.

Cold room, cold kang, cold bed.

Crazy talk crazy babes.

Acacia trees on the banks of the Acacia River.

Lily man in the lily tent.

Tonight, Jingyi listens to silk and bamboo.

Tomorrow Los Angeles will see the apricot blossoms.

Yuan Ben Note] Lianyou out of the next link, Yuan Ben to the upper link. )

Go to the forest and count the fallen flowers.

Let's come to Taniguchi to look for strange stones.

Galloping roaring thousands of piles of snow.

Disappear through the ages.

Don't limit three or four.

Looking for the north of the water and the south of the mountain.

The moon shadow in front of the steps gives birth to autumn dreams.

In the mirror, the ghost thinks of the distance.

Bamboo shadows and bees dance together.

The plum fragrance is white and the snow is fluttering.

Yuan Ben Note] on the contact with my own sentence. )

The plum fall clear pool is fragrant and permeable.

The wine poured the jade cup and was drunk and faint.

Rafting fishing in the cold river and snow.

Le Ma is also sad and the sound of geese.

Poetry is mostly in the landscape.

The painting is all out of the chest.

The water shines on the plum blossom fish playing in the moon.

The oars are white and the eaves follow the waves.

The boss only spoke half a sentence.

The female secretary has been scolding people for a long time.

Mei Bian played the flute and eavesdropped.

Fish on the water from afar.

The water and the mountains mock the world.

Planting plums and raising cranes gives new poems.

There is no wind and waves.

If you have to worry about it.

The moonlight is green.

More sonic flute tunes.

Magnolia incense disturbs dreams.

The triad is thrilling.

Cao Zhan Red Mansion hates.

Lao Tzu has high morals.

Yuan Ben Note] Lianyou out of the next link, Yuan Ben to the upper link. )

Ten thousand waters enter the sea towards the east dragon.

Lonely sail goes to the distant guest Rongyun.

The childish child is coquettish, and asks me how old my father is;

The stars are mysterious, and each grain is two or three years old.

The mountain spring gargles and the stone flow is clear.

The bamboo shadow rubs the wall with elegance.

It is difficult to pull out the mountain and cover the world.

Sad horse tenderness loves Ji more.

Lao She Road is far away.

Qu Yuan hated Shui Xie Bingxin.

Lao She Road is far away.

Mo Yan Liu Guo Jiang Zhiqi.

Yuan Ben Note] Jiang Zhiqi, the prime minister of the late Northern Song Dynasty. )

The cow returns to the sunset.

The sun is setting and twilight.

Spring water is a river beyond the sky.

Yanghua is in the sunset on both sides of the strait.

Double flying swallows wear silk rain.

Independent heron bathing in the sunset.

The most gentle flower is silent.

It turns out that the pain butterfly is difficult to know.

Ao Xue bullied Mei Mei more beautifully.

Ling Shuang looked at Juju calmly.

Snowflakes live in Mei's heart.

Spring water melts into ice.

Snowflakes fly in the sun.

Unloading the boat and returning to the brigade.

The moon shadow between the willows is thin.

Smoke from the indoor stove is incense.

The east wind blows away the plum snow.

Early swallow came to Mo to flowers.

The wild ferry is sad about the moon.

Looking at the geese in the cold window, they hate people.

West Gate Blowing Snow East Gate Wine.

The open sea is windy, and the inland sea is blowing.

Leaning on high-rise buildings, alone in the middle of noisy;

Watching the iron sword, drunk and picking up the lamp.

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