Ten original seven-word poems in front of the window complained about the Spring Festival Gala helplessly
Yuandong
The wind and snow magnolia is delayed, and there are several empty flower branches in the court.
The window independently complained about the Spring Festival Gala, and had no choice but to move the appointment back.
Xinxiao Gudu is an early traveler, urging a boatman to dawn.
I don't know how many days I went, but I only knew that Penglai was more than three weeks.
Jerusalem artichoke is cold day by day, and the frost invades the depression with little green color.
Harvest all the fields and no millet valleys, and enter the eyes and see all the wild grass.
The magnolia still feels cold when it first opens, and it snows again yesterday.
The spring breeze is weak and the spring is light, and I know that I am already a guest?
A year old is older than a year old, which one does not lose the bridge.
So if you live up to it, how can you care about a wisp of green smoke!
Day after day, how many times does the world pay for it?
Yesterday, I saw the wild goose flying north, and the poor eunuch had no plan.
Half of his life must be turned to Jiazi, looking back on the past as empty as promised.
Thousands of them are external objects, and there is no imprisonment when you put them down.
Mei Yan's spring snow branches are powdery, and the chrysanthemum is blooming and the autumn frost is yellow.
The scenery of the four seasons is in the painting, and the sons have thousands of articles.
Yesterday's mountaineering and today's boat, at that time, the old tour was all over.
The spring color is still pastel, but the young gentleman is on the face.
The chaos of the ten days is incomprehensible, and there are many nightmares for the long night.
When Xiaolai woke up Fang Si, the cold hall was silent and knew that he was a guest.
2024.03.04 Morning work
(Author's signature: Shangde is a neighbor of Ruolanxiang, and Mingshan will choose friends for a long time.) Life is free and you must have both sides, and you can do a winery in one package. Senior practicing lawyer, loyal to the law, defender of private rights. I love poetry, poetry is free and easy, and the words are comfortable. Indifferent to fame and fortune, no desire for wealth and nobility, fishing in the Yangtze River, shrimp fishing in the Yellow River, and wine in the wild house. ）
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