Selected poems of Yang Xin. Couplets.
Feel. Fortunately, it is still the original heart.
Spring. At the beginning of the year, the three suns were prosperous everywhere, and the new moon was from now on;
At the beginning of the fourth preface, the willow eyes were opened, and the characters in this were still ancient.
New Year’s Day. How can the old years be, the beginning of hard work to see the glimmer, and the relatives are in the dark;
Xinyuan dares to say that he must step and sing alone, and he has to sing a long song in the warm incense.
Quatrains. Guanmei.
Whoever carries the wine looks at the flowers after the snow, and it is clearly scattered with clouds.
Pity wants to hide the cold incense, a little sad Qin Yuehua.
Afternoon by the sea. The sound of the waves is lonely, the water is cold and smoky, but across the sea, mountains and rivers, but in front of you.
The good moon leans on the fence and people look forward to it alone, and this year can't bear to look forward to next year.
More than ten years later, they reunited in their dreams.
The solitary hall that sleeps at night is mediocre, talking happily but waking up alone.
It took ten years to fall asleep, and the poor guest did not come to court.
More than ten years later, they reunited in their dreams.
If you want to talk for ten years, you will be pitied.
The country knows this night, and it is not a dream person.
Psalms. Miscellaneous senses.
I once heard that it was difficult to walk, and I always looked down on my spirit.
Yun Jue swayed, and the water was pitiful and the sea was cold.
Suddenly, whoever tried the sword was alone in vain.
refused to cry at the end of the road, and the hero cried at night.
Happy New Year's Day. The clouds break through the sunset and the sunset is red, and the cold mountains are heavy.
The sea breeze can't blow, and the sideburns fly on the top.
The light seems to be shallow, and the cold is like a thick heart.
I still wish everyone well, and I look at the sky with tears.
New Year’s Day. The lonely house is closed to the cold and the wine is on credit, and it has not been a good time to get together for two years.
It is difficult to distinguish the three layers of waves in Yuanpu, and I wish the first branch of the east wind.
Go to the country and Russia into clouds and roll upside down, and turn by the window to fear the sun slanting.
Poor still boasting about the Great Wall, I can't bear to look back at the old man's sadness.
Child's birthday.
The jade shavings condense into a new Ruiqi, and the cold fragrance is lovely at the beginning of the month.
The red scarf cluster is hired by Yaotai, and the golden clothes know Gui Yizhen.
Good tonight, the whole family will stay in the hometown spring.
Next year, there will be a new year at this time, and there will be one less plum blossom.
Sender. The next day, looking back at the beginning of the day, you will have to smile and regret the same.
The ancient Shu Road can be higher, and it may not be difficult to live in Chang'an.
The picture does not hurt the wine, and the palace businessman should not miss the pre-case book.
If you have the heart to send the rivers and lakes far away, don't forget Xue Jian's sustenance.