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Dotted Lips and New Moon": On the third day of the first lunar month, the toad spits out the youth night. The curtain is all down. Just wait for the silver hook to hang. There is a person, to the evening makeup. Re-copy. A bend of the low. The same is the palace eyebrow painting.
Xu Rui was a literati of the Ming Dynasty, erudite, upright and outspoken, with a fresh and bright poetic style, graceful and delicate. On the third day of the first lunar month, the night is silent, the crescent moon is like a hook, the clear light is like water, shining on the courtyard deeply, and the crystal curtain moves. Yiren evening makeup, thrushes, bright eyes and bright teeth, graceful and moving, jade and ice-clear.
On the third day of the first month, I sent my uncle and brother to leave Xiangyang at the beginning": The moon is only born at night, and the spring breeze is just right. Strange homesickness to wine, deep courtyard quiet poetry. The road is old, and the clouds hate you. Mo Yan said goodbye tomorrow, in vain to benefit the sideburns.
Peng Ruli was a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, a famous literary scholar, with noble integrity, elegant words, beautiful and handsome poetic style, quiet and leisurely. On the third day of the first lunar month, according to the farewell, the bright moon comes at night, plucks the heartstrings, and the spring breeze blows warmly, just right. Living in a foreign land, the thoughts are full of thoughts, and the only way to dispel sorrows is to drink away, and the courtyard is deep, and they sit quietly with each other and talk about the Psalms together. The road ahead is long, rugged and bumpy, and forging ahead, the years are like water, frost-dyed sideburns, and reluctant to give up.
The third day of the first month of the second rhyme Yao Cui tour of the mountain road in the mouth of the mouth": the western suburbs of the carriage and horses step on the dawn, and the corner of the city goes around the sheep's intestines. The spring flow brings snow and adds ointment veins, and the mountains become lush in spring. The building outside the clouds is sunny and hanging, and the pine cypress is fragrant in the distance before the wind. The ancestral hall prayed for a long time, and the pre-celebration of the agricultural year was auspicious.
Su Song was a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, a scientist, and a writer, with a fresh and natural poetic style, elegant and leisurely. On the third day of the first lunar month, friends travel hand in hand, stroll along the mountain road, meander, look for spring, and fly happily. The snow and ice have not yet completely melted, and the spring water is already gurgling and ringing; In spring, the mountains are dyed green, and the mountains are lush and green in the distance. The white clouds are fluttering, and the reflection of the building in the water is clear and bright; The breeze blows gently, the pine cypress sways and is fragrant.
On the third day of the first month, I traveled to the East and West Gardens with Mo Ganzhufa: I was able to explore the first step of spring, and the flowers in the south would be closed for a long time. The broken clouds do not hinder the distant mountains, and the crescent moon flows with the river. The master of Jingu is really gone, and Yutang Laozi is still here. Ding Ning stayed for Pucheng wine, and even roamed with Dongfeng Khan.
Hong Zhikui is a famous literary scholar in the Southern Song Dynasty, who is upright and outspoken, honest and upright, simple and fresh poetry, sparse and bright, and is the author of 32 volumes of "Pingzhai Anthology". On the third day of the first lunar month, friends visit the garden together, full of interest, fun and flying, and the mood is leisurely and relaxed. The white clouds float, unable to cover the mountains and undulating, green and verdant, the crescent moon is as clean as a hook, shining on the vast river, flowing endlessly. For the time being, leave a bottle of wine, look forward to the next spring outing, bathe in the warm east wind, and drink happily together.
On the third day of the first lunar month, the same as the princes Jiang Ci Banquet": The shadows of the trees in the mid-mountain pavilion are uneven, and the emperor opens the ancient shrine. Fangshe is from Yi Pengze wine, and Houhu is also Shengxijia Pond. In front of the altar, the pine row stops the cloud cover, and the rock qumei draws snow branches. Meng Yue immediately looked at Chi Jingli, and Yangchun had entered the lyrics.
Cai Runan is a poet of the Ming Dynasty, rare and famous, outstanding, fresh and timeless, simple and natural. All the way forward, unconsciously has reached the halfway up the mountainside, but see the pavilion standing, the shadow of the tree swaying, uneven, light smoke curling, the breeze blows gently, the gate of the ancient shrine is open. The green pines are lush and green, the leaves are lush and the leaves are like a cover, and the wine display is fragrant; The mountains and rocks are rugged and steep, the cold plum is snowy, the branches are bent and sparse, and the fragrance spreads far away.
Happy and sunny on the third day of the first lunar month": The east wind is like turning into the New Year, and Lin Sexi is slightly open to the dawn smoke. The plum willow is about to move in spring, and the building is full of snow. Flocks of flying storks and cranes climb high trees, and pan gulls descend the blue river. It's unbearable to be sick, but it reminds people of the Five Lakes boat.
Meng Yang is a poet of the Ming Dynasty, erudite and talented, upright and honest, the style of poetry is natural and timeless, elegant and leisurely, and he is the author of "Meng Youya Collection". On the third day of the first lunar month, the weather was sunny and warm, and the breeze was leisurely rippling, blowing green the lush jungle, staining the spring color, blowing away the light smoke and mist, and the morning light appeared. The plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the willows are still clinging, competing to welcome the arrival of spring; The reflection of the towers, the storks and cranes fly together, perched on the tall trees. Eager to retreat to the idyllic mountains and forests, boating alone in the five lakes and seas, free, carefree, chic and elegant.