仇远生性雅澹，喜欢游历名山大川，每每寄情于诗句之中。宋末即以诗名与当时文学家白珽并称于两浙，人称"仇白"。他好交友，与赵孟頫、戴表元、方凤、黄洪、方回、吾丘衍、鲜于枢、张雨、张翥、莫维贤等文人墨客均有来往，互相赠答。方凤在《仇仁近诗序》中说:"仇远作诗，近体学唐人，古体效法《文选》。"仇远生当乱世，诗中不时流露出对国家兴亡、人事变迁的感叹，如《采薇吟》、《和范爱竹》、《题赵松雪迷禽竹石图》、《挽陆右丞秀夫》、《怀古)、《凤凰山故宫》、《朝天门城角》等。仇远在南宋已有诗名，元朝让他做儒学教授，而当时并不重视儒生。仇远的词，如《齐天乐·蝉》，前人在《词苑》中也给予高度评价，认为此"极可诵"。词云:"夕阳门巷荒城曲，清音早鸣秋树。薄剪绢衣，凉生鬓影，独饮天边风露。朝朝暮暮，奈一度凄吟，一番凄楚，尚有残声，蓦然飞过别枝去。齐宫往事漫省，行人犹说与。当时齐女，雨歇空山，月笼古柳，仿佛旧曾听处。离情正苦，甚懒拂冰笺。倦拈琴谱，满地霜红，浅莎寻蜕羽。"全词咏蝉，然语含凄苦，实际上是一首托情之词，表露他忧郁的心境和对现实的不满。只是词意迷离，极其隐晦。仇远的词风大致与北宋词人周邦彦和南宋词人姜夔相近。

 

仇远著有《金渊集》六卷，皆官溧阳时所作，清人从《永乐大典》中辑出。另有《兴观集》、《山村遗集》，是清项梦昶所编，残缺不全。据诗人方回在仇远四十一岁时说:"予友武林仇仁近，早工为诗，晚乃渐以不求工，有稿二千篇有余。"看来仇远作品至今散失甚多。词集《无弦琴谱》，多是写景咏物之作。《稗史》一卷，是笔记小说，文字简洁，其中有些故事，笔调流畅，趣味横生。明代陶宗仪在《书史会要》中对仇远的书法也有专门的论述。说仇远的楷书学欧阳询，行、草也善。传世的作品有《七言诗卷》。

 摸鱼儿(答二隐)

 

爱青山、去红尘远，清清谁似巢许。白云窗冷灯花小，夜静对床听雨。愁不语。念锦屋瑶筝，却伴闲云住。莲心尚苦。谩自折兰苕，答书蕉叶，都是断肠句。

 

鸥沙外，还笑失群鸳鹭。凄凉烟水深处。碧笺空寄江南弄，鸦墨乱无行数。梅半树。怅未识、佳人日暮情谁与。何时辇路。共系柳游鞯，印苔金屐，湖曲步春去。

 

摸鱼儿(柳絮)

 

恼晴空、日长无力，风吹不尽愁绪。马头零乱流光转，粟粟巧粘红树。闲意度。似特地、随他燕子穿帘去。徘徊不语。谩仿佛眉尖，留连眼底，芳草正如雾。

 

冥蒙处。独凭阑干凝伫。翠蛾今在何许。隔花箫鼓春城暮。肠断小窗微雨。休更舞。明日看、池萍始信低飞误。长桥短浦。怅不似危红，苍苔点遍，犹涩马蹄驻。

 

诉衷情

 

渚莲香贮一房秋。秋叶上人头。年光鬓影偷换，堪叹不堪留。

 

人渺渺，事休休。恨悠悠。莼鲈不梦，也□归舟。家住沧洲。

 

台城路(寄子发)

 

暮云春树江东远，十年软红尘井。雨屋酣歌，月楼醉倚，还倩天风吹醒。青镫耿耿。算除却渊明，谁怜孤影。自卷荷衣，石床高卧翠微冷。

 

山空但觉昼永。旧游花柳梦，不忍重省。燕子梁空，鸡儿巷静，休说长安风景。丹台路迥。怎见得玄都，芳径。共理瑶笙，凤凰花外听。

 

临江仙(柳)

 

湘水晓行无酒，楚乡客久思家。空城暗柳老愁芽。燕归才社后，人老尚天涯。

 

记得津头轻别，离觞愁听琵琶。东风吹泪落鸥沙。一番新雨重，飞不起杨花。

 

糖多令

 

凉露湿秋芜。空庭啼蟪蛄。紫苔衣、犹护金铺。疏箔翠眉人不见，流水急，泣鳏鱼。

 

恨草倩谁锄。西风吹鬓疏。问刘郎、别后何如。纵有桃花千万树，也不似，旧玄都。

 

如梦令

 

特特问花消息。结果剩红残白。芍药可人怜，相约荼コ留客。消得。消得。犹有一分春色。

 

听尽西窗风雨。又听东邻砧杵。犹自立危阑，阑外青山无语。何处。何处。一树乱鸦啼暮。

 

南歌子

 

结屋依苍树，开窗对碧山。西湖不厌久长看。玉勒钿车偏在、六桥间。

 

露柳凝朝润，烟花敛暮寒。才经人赏便阑残。谢柳辞花、醉策瘦筇还。

 

细细金丝柳，重重青黛山。玉人楼上倚愁看。移得浅颦深恨、上眉间。

 

泪湿红绡薄，香凝碧绮寒。多情别去未春残。归趁海棠开后、燕双还。

 

点绛唇

 

黄帽棕鞋，出门一步为行客。几时寒食。岸岸梨花白。

 

马首山多，雨外青无色。谁禁得。残鹃孤驿。扑地春云黑。

 

千里平阑，水天低处山无数。断城孤树。城外人来去。

 

欲问青鸾，杳杳随烟雾。空怀古。巴山何处。自翦镫听雨。

 

蝶恋花

 

碧树残鹃啼未歇。昨夜春归，不与行人别。留得绿杨枝上月。晓风吹作晴天雪。

 

龟甲屏低红叠叠。火暖萸烟，罗荐鸳鸯热。一插宝簪云妥贴。下阶先拣花枝折。

 

深院萧萧梧叶雨。知道秋来，不见秋来处。云压小桥人不渡。黄芦苦竹愁如雾。

 

四壁秋声谁更赋。人只留春，不解留秋住。秋又欲归天又暮。斜阳红影随鸦去。

 

虞美人

 

满城风雨消凝处。谁是潘郎句。萧萧杨柳□凋黄。醉渡官桥瘦马、踏轻霜。

 

旧时都道游春好。不似秋光小。菊花过了海棠来。定是催归锦字、不须开。

 

阮郎归

 

教他双燕意循循。隔湖杨柳深。芹香泥滑趁新晴。差池来往频。

 

春浪暖，绿无痕。醒人也醉人。断桥日落水云昏。归舟个个轻。

 

桃花坊陌散香红。捎鞭骤玉骢。官河柳带结春风。高楼小燕空。

 

山晻霭，草蒙茸。江南春正浓。王孙家在画桥东。相寻无路通。

 

渡江云

 

流莺啼怨粉，嫩寒著柳，语尚困东风。问荒垣旧藓，烟雨何时，溅泪瘗危红。□愁不尽，对乱花、芳草茸茸。嗟绮尘、漂零无定，绡幕燕巢空。

 

匆匆。玉銮声杳，绣屋香消，谩精神入梦。记旧家、定场声价，曾冠深宫。香魂仿佛留环佩，正淡月、春雾朦朦。花影底，长年恨锁云容。

 

卜算子

 

疏树小花风，别浦残鹃雨。不是王孙忘却归，草没归来路。

 

空积琐窗尘，谁按琼箫谱。暗把金钱卜远人，争敢分明语。

 

眼儿媚

 

谢家池馆占花中。微雨湿春风。艳红修碧，浓香疏影，浮动帘栊。

 

娇蛾聚翠寻春梦，衣上泪痕重。闲窗愁对，金笼鹦鹉，彩带芙蓉。

 

伤春情味酒频中。困倚小屏风。宝钗斜插，懒来梳洗，懒出帘栊。

 

云鬟娇无力，此醉不禁重。分明仿佛，未央杨柳，太液芙蓉。

 

谒金门

 

但病酒。愁对清明时候。不为吟诗应也瘦。坐久衣痕皱。

 

曾约花间携手。空忆洛阳耆旧。道不相逢还却又。海棠开厮句。

 

南乡子

 

急雨涨潮头。越树吴城势拍浮。海鹤一声苍竹裂，扁舟。轻载行云压水流。

 

独倚最高楼。回首屏山叠叠秋。江上数峰人不见，沙鸥。曾识西风独客愁。

 

酹江月(梅和彦国)

 

探春消息，觉南枝开遍，北枝犹阙。越女娉婷天下白，堪与冰霜争洁。孤影棱棱，暗香楚楚，水月成三绝。行云不动，素波轻浣尘袜。

 

回首雪里关山，玉龙吹怨，似替人幽咽。溪上园林应满树，一径莓苔萦折。金马疏篱，玉堂茅舍，终是风光别。寻花欲语，对花却又无说。

 

片云凝墨，看荷花才湿，依然无雨。水槛空明人少到，恰恰幽禽相语。曲几横陈，长琴高挂，自奏南风谱。俄闻刀尺，隔窗人翦霜苎。

 

因念西子湖边，闹红一舸，曾宿鸳鸯浦。翠羽不传沧岛信，日暮闲情□与。懒拂鸾笺，懒拈象管，秀句同谁赋。孤鸿程杳，夕阳低下平楚。

 

玉蝴蝶

 

独立软红尘表，远吞翠雾，平挹纹澜。草长西垣，生怕隔断双鬟。树梢明、夕阳未冷，菱叶静、新雨初干。倚阑干。一声鹅管，人影高寒。

 

休寻王孙桂隐，白云鸡犬，曾识刘安。羽扇纶巾，不知门外有人闲。袖素手、懒招黄鹄，写碧笺、空寄青鸾。且盘桓。听风听雨，山北山南。

 

野树昏鸦归尽，素烟如练，低罩平芜。断壁飞楼，红翠似有还无。女墙矮、月笼粉雉，娃馆静、尘暗金铺。问清都。广寒仙子，别后何如。

 

愁予。十年梦境，浅歌短酒，总是欢娱。寂寞秦郎，不堪离镜照鸾孤。记曲径、共携素手，向闲窗、频捻吟须。怕西湖。少年游伴，说著当初。

 

金缕曲

 

仙骨清无暑。爱兰桡、撑入鸳波，锦云深处。休唱采莲双桨曲，老却鸥朋鹭侣。算只有、青山如故。旧雨初晴新水涨，画桥低、杳霭迷苍渚。头戴笠，日亭午。

 

独醒耿耿空怀楚。渺愁予、岸芷江蓠，尚青青否。锦瑟谩弹斑竹恨，难写湘妃怨语。怅谁与、孤芳为主。流水无声云不动，向渔郎、欲觅桃源路。船尾带，落花去。

 

霜天晓角

 

绮帷高揭。风动流苏结。兴在夜凉多处，兰烬短、半明灭。

 

醉彻。香未绝。紫箫声乍歇。声入碧云堆里，还起舞、桂花月。

 

浪淘沙

 

芍药小纱窗。唾碧茸长。粉香犹涴旧时妆。玉佩丁东仙步远，好处难忘。

 

草草赋高唐。终是荒凉。凉蟾飞入合欢床。争得花阴重邂逅，才不思量。

 

烛影摇红(次韵)

 

中酒情怀，怨春羞见桃花面。王孙别去草萋萋，十里青如染。不恨梨云梦远。恨只恨、盟深交浅。一般孤闷，两下相思，黄昏依黯。

 

楼依斜阳，翠鸾不到音书远。绿窗空对绣鸳鸯，□缕凭谁翦。知在新亭旧院。杜鹃啼、东风意懒。便归来后，也过清明，花飞春减。

 

生查子

 

飞尘入建章，乐事难重见。白发故宫娃，闲说沈香宴。

 

霓裳秋梦寒，□?及黏冰片。萤火起庭莎，犹忆轻罗扇。

 

醉落魄

 

水西云北。锦苞泫露无颜色。夜寒花外眠双鶒。莫唱江南，谁是鹧鸪客。薄情青女司花籍。粉愁红怨啼螀急。月明倦听山阳笛。渺渺征鸿，千里楚天碧。

 

江神子

 

云阶步影夜凄凉。采丹房。宿芽黄。万粟千萤，风露四阑香。歌断小山枝上月，环佩冷，怯流光。

 

年时金屋罩琴床。忆情郎。淡梳妆。笋玉春纤，挼蕊细浮觞。愁夜满城今旧雨，分付菊，自重阳。

 

八声甘州

 

敛双蛾、冷雨立毡车，离思上青枫。想天阶辞辇，长门分镜，征骑西东。应被婵娟早误，谁遣出深宫。鸾袖不堪绾，前事成空。

 

独掩琵琶无语，恨主恩太薄，泪脸弹红。又争如汉月，深夜照帘栊。草青青、年年归梦，算北来、应自有征鸿。还堪笑，玉关何事，不锁春风。

 

清平乐

 

寒泉如线。莎石绵云软。十里梅花香一片。不记入山深浅。

 

谩留两袖春风。罗浮旧梦成空。独对阑干明月，教人犹忆山中。

 

苑秋凉早。石径幽花小。霜絮飞飞风草草。翠碧斓斑驰道。

 

香沟诗叶难寻。依然绿浅红深。倚竹空歌黄鹄，谁招青冢游云。

 

塞翁吟

 

短绿抽堤草，芳信未许花知。尚留冻梗冰枝。藓石雪消迟。方塘水浅鸳鸯冷，沙际水翼相依。拾翠约，踏青期。终是乐游稀。

 

相思。江南远，渔汀渺渺，还又是、梅花谢时。有多少、旧愁新恨，纵罗虬、妙曲风流，怎比红儿。何时再得，画鹢摇春，丰乐楼西。

 

塞翁吟

 

风柳吹残醉，推枕梦便难寻。小院静，曲屏深。翦不断轻阴。新蚕乍扫鹅毛细，纤手镂叶如针。又负了，赏花心。听高树鸣禽。

 

千金。嗟难买，飘红坠粉，怕容易、愁痕暗侵。但惜取、婵娟好在，任千里、杳杳鸿迷，渺渺鱼沈。相如未老，尽把衷肠，分付瑶琴。

 

忆旧游

 

忆寒烟古驿，淡月孤舟，无限江山。落叶牵离思，到秋来，夜夜梦入长安。故人翦烛清话，风雨半窗寒。甚宦海漂流，客毡寂寞，忍说闲关。

 

征衫。赋归去，喜故里西湖，不厌重看。莫待青春晚，趁莺花未老，觅醉寻欢。故园更有松竹，富贵不如闲。却指顾斜阳，长歌李白行路难。

 

对庭芜黯淡，院柳萧疏，还又深秋。正一星镫暗，更一声雁过，一点萤流。合成一片离思，都在小红楼。想扑地阴云，人愁不尽，替与天愁。

 

酸风未应□，雨簌簌潇潇，欲下还收。忆绣帏贪睡，任花梢晨影，移上帘钩。被池半卷红浪，衣冷覆熏篝。怎忘得江南，风流庾信空白头。

 

小秦王

 

眼溜秋潢脸晕霞。宝钗斜压两盘鸦。分明认得萧郎是，佯凭阑干唤卖花。

 

水拍长堤没软沙。菰蒲深处钓鱼家。罾头免得黏风絮，船尾依然带落花。

 

木兰花令

 

月堕觚棱寒鹊起。露拭秋空清似水。西风昨起过江南，红叶黄芜三四里。

 

香莼先近幽人齿。断杵偏来征客耳。沧洲无路迷将归，□叠楚山□梦里。

 

八拍蛮

 

翠袖笼香醒宿酒，银屏汲水沦新茶。几处杜鹃啼暮雨，来禽空老一春花。

 

好女儿

 

恨结眉峰。两抹青浓。不忄欠人、昨夜曾中酒，甚小蛮绿困，太真红醉，肯嫁东风。

 

无奈游丝堕蕊，尽日□逐飞蓬。把西园、斗草芳期阻，怕明朝微雨，庭莎翠滑，湿透莲弓。

 

桃园忆故人

 

苎萝山下花藏路。只许流莺来去。吹落梨花无数。香雪迷官渡。

 

浣纱溪浅人何许。空对碧云凝暮。归去春愁如雾。奈五更风雨。

 

忆闷令

 

岸柳丝丝青尚浅。渐春归吴苑。缭垣不隔花屏，爱翠深红远。

 

瞥地飞来何处燕。小乌衣新翦。想芹短、未出香泥，波面时时点。

 

极相思

 

云头灰冷，金彝熏透茜罗衫。可人犹带，紫陌青门，珠泪斑斑。

 

自恨移根无宿土，红姿减、绿意阑珊。有谁知我，花明眼暗，如雾中看。

 

少年游

 

钗云垂耳未胜冠。私语别青鸾。露帐银床，海棠睡足，偏称晚来看。

 

一年一梦青楼曲，香浅被池寒。却听西风，小窗残雨，红叶满长安。

 

燕归来

 

三叠曲，四愁诗。心事少人知。西风未老燕迟归。巢冷半干泥。

 

流红句，回文字。除燕知，谁能记。一声恰到画楼西。云压小鸿低。

 

睡花阴令

 

愁云歇雨，净洗一奁秋霁。枝上鹊、欲栖还起。曲阑人独倚。

 

持杯酌月，月未醉、笑人先醉。忘醉倚、木犀花睡。满衣花影碎。

 

望仙楼

 

九仙山晓。雾冥冥、一鹤飞来华表。衔得红云花岛。双蒂仙桃小。

 

破罂旋汲香泉，短鑺闲锄春草。愁种愁深多少。头白鸳鸯老。

 

眼儿媚

 

苔笺醉草调清平。鸦墨湿浮云。霓裳步冷，琼箫声断，旧梦关心。

 

小乔不恋周郎老，翠被折秋痕。那堪门外，黄花红叶，细雨更深。

 

爱月夜眠迟

 

小市收镫，渐柝声隐隐，人语沈沈。月华如水，香街尘冷，阑干琐碎花阴。罗帏不隔婵娟，多情伴人，孤枕最分明。见屏山翠叠，遮断行云。

 

因记款曲西厢，趁凌波步影，笑拾遗簪。元宵相次近也，沙河箫鼓，恰是如今。行行舞袖歌裙。归还不管更深。黯无言，新愁旧月，空照黄昏。

 

花心动

 

醒眼明霞，问染成、晴堤几分秋色。腻困未醒，欲语还羞，掩映雾笼烟幂。艳姿相亚柔枝妥，恁娇倚、西风无力。只疑是、彩云散影，误留仙魄。

 

不见芳卿信息。但晓沁嫣红，雨湿轻白。落日光中，窥影横塘，恰似试妆脉脉。芳心空有韶华想，忍拼与、清霜狼籍。雁声里、丹枫伴人泪滴。

 

薄幸

 

眼波横秀。乍睡起、茸窗倦绣。甚脉脉、阑干凭晓，一握乱丝如柳。最恼人、微雨悭晴，飞红满地春风骤。记帕折香绡，簪敲凉玉，小约清明前后。

 

昨梦行云何处，应只在、春城迷酒。对溪桃羞语，海棠贪困，莺声唤醒愁仍旧。劝花休瘦。看钗盟再合，秋千小院同携手。回文锦字，寄与知他信否。

 

风流子

 

红锦旧同心。西池上、曾与系青禽。记山水写情，秋桐促轸，鸳鸯萦恨，春绣停针。常叹好风妨画扇，明月坠瑶簪。短梦易残，一声长笛，新愁无限，何处孤砧。

 

香奁依然在，但鸾镜、孤影渺渺难寻。雨后胭脂，应想粉蚀尘侵。怅去帆渐杳，鱼鳞浪浅，远笺难寄，鸿尾云深。回首高楼，不堪烟雨平林。

 

清商怨

 

黄花丹叶绀草。染恨西园晓。梦度秦楼，孤鸿云影倒。

 

连环旧约忘了。应记□、绿珠娇小。莫翦回文，玉关人未老。

 

台城路

 

海棠才试春光小，西风便吹秋去。白石粼粼，丹林点点，装缀东皋南浦。清游顿阻。谩空有园林，可无钟鼓。一曲庭花，隔江谁与问商女。

 

离怀浑似梦里，碧云犹冉冉，佳人何处。越岫鸡盟，秦楼燕约，争奈年华已暮。凭高吊古。算只有梅花，伴人凄楚。极目天长，淡霞明断雨。

 

醉公子

 

晓入蓬莱岛。松下锄瑶草。贪看碧桃花。误游金母家。

 

一酌洼尊露。醉失归来路。不见董双成。隔花闻笛声。

 

台城路

 

画楼西送斜阳下，不随逝波东去。野旷莎长，山空木短，零落红衣南浦。游云路阻。便魂断苍梧，怨弦谁鼓。空采江蓠，□□□□吊湘女。

 

迢迢千里万里。碧天空雁信，传意无处。翠袖闲笼，珠帏怨卧，几度黄昏□暮。相思自古。怅独客三吴，故人三楚。懒话巴山，翦镫同听雨。

 

庆春宫

 

江影涵空，山光浮水，画楼直倚东城。落叶声稀，归鸿声杳，晚风却递钟声。去天咫尺，只疑是、齐云摘星。阑干凝伫，愁见垂杨，烟絮萦萦。

 

官梅冷笑相迎。□怕繁枝，容易凋零。因念□□，吟仙鹤去，断桥谁赋疏清。染云如黛，这雪意、看看做成。有谁知得，庾信闲愁，陶令闲情。

 

阳台怨

 

月明如白日。遮径花阴密密。未见黄云衬袜来，空伴花阴立。

 

疑是碧瑶台，不放彩鸾飞出。隐隐隔花清漏急。一巾红露剩攥黯黯覆庭芜。十二阑干空见月，谁教凉影伴人孤。素被带香铺。

 

情荏苒，金屋又笙竽。天际有云难载鹤，墙东无树可啼乌。春梦绕西湖。

 

巫山一段云(王氏楼)

 

酒力欺愁薄，轻红晕脸微。双鸳谁袖出青闺。划袜步东西。

 

倦蝶栖香懒，雏莺调语低。钗盟惟有烛花知。半醉欲归时。

 

忆秦娥

 

秋乍觉。露凉顿觉罗衾薄。罗衾薄。黄昏庭院，水风帘幕。

 

阑干待月花时约。愁长梦短浑忘却。浑忘却。南山猿鹤，北枝乌鹊。

 

八犯玉交枝

 

沧岛云连，绿瀛秋入，暮景欲沈洲屿。无浪无风天地白，听得潮生人语。擎空孤柱。翠倚高阁凭虚，中流苍碧迷烟雾。惟见广寒门外，青无重数。

 

不知是水，不知是山是树。漫漫知是何处。倩谁问、凌波轻步。谩凝睇、乘鸾秦女。想庭曲、霓裳正舞。莫须长笛吹愁去。怕唤起鱼龙，三更喷作前山雨。

 

夜行船

 

十二阑干和露倚。银潢淡、玉蟾如洗。万籁无声，纤云不染，目断楚天千里。

 

自把黄花闲数蕊。空招隐、湘君山鬼。古剑埋光，孤灯倒影，咄咄树犹如此。

 

荐金蕉

 

梅边当日江南信。醉语无凭准。斜阳丹叶一帘秋。燕去鸿来，相忆几时休。

 

思佳客

 

落尽残红雨乍收。新篁静院叫钩辀。柳丝轻拂阑干角，怕引闲愁懒上楼。

 

春淡淡，水悠悠。绮窗曾为牡丹留。转头千载真成梦，赢得春风一枕愁。

 

日影扶花一万重。秋香阁下又芙蓉。旧时楚楚霓裳曲，移入长杨短柳中。

 

文甃碧，朵墙红。金舆苍鼠玉华宫。行人忍听啼乌怨，笛里阑干落叶风。

 

蝶恋花

 

燕燕楼空帘意静。露叶如啼，红沁胭脂井。浅约深盟期未定。木犀风里鸳鸯径。

 

楚岫秦眉相入映。私倚云阑，淡月笼花顶。今夕兰釭空吊影。绣衾罗荐余香冷。

 

秋蕊香

 

三径归来秋早。门外金铺谁扫。东篱不种闲花草。恼乱西风未了。

 

霜华侵鬓渊明老。南山晓。啼红怨绿骎骎少。自采落英黄小。

 

解连环

 

绮疏人独。记芙蓉院宇，玉箫同宿。尚隐约、屏窄山多，□衾暖浪浮，帐香云扑。步袜蹁然，又何处、秦筝金屋。□柔簪易折，破镜难留，断缕难续。

 

斜阳谩穷倦目。甚天寒袖薄，犹倚修竹。待听雨、闲说前期，奈心在江南，人在江北。老却休文，自笑我、腰围如束。莫思量，寻花傍柳，旧时杜曲。

 

雪狮儿(梅)

 

武林春早，乘兴试问，孤山枝南枝北。见说椒红，初破芳苞犹绿。罗浮梦熟。记曾有、幽禽同宿。依稀似、缟衣楚楚，佳人空谷。

 

娇小春意未足。甚娇羞，怕入玉堂金屋。误学宫妆，粉额蜂黄轻扑。江空岁晚，最难是、旧交松竹。忒幽独。笛倚画楼西曲。

 

探芳信

 

坐清昼。记步幄行春，短亭呼酒。怅湔裙香远，波痕尚依旧。赤阑桥下桃花观，寒勒花枝瘦。转回廊、古瓦生松，暗泉鸣甃。

 

山雨夜来骤。便绿涨平堤，云横远岫。细认沙头，还见有落红否。杨花自趁东风去，空白鸳鸯首。劝游人、莫把骄骢系柳。

 

琐窗寒

 

小袖啼红，残茸唾碧，深愁如织。闲愁不断，冉冉舞丝千尺。倚修筠、袖笼浅寒，望人在水西云北。想绿杨影里，兰舟轻舣，赤阑桥侧。

 

游剧归来，恨汗湿酥融，步悭袜窄。兰情蕙盻，付与栖鸾消息。奈无情、风雨做愁，帐镫闪闪春寂寂。梦相思、一枕巫山，更画楼吹笛。

 

一寸金

 

楼倚寒城，隔岸江山见东越。望远红千尺，游丝起舞，空青一段，斜阳明灭。孤树秋声歇。霜枝袅、尚留病叶。阑干外、带郭人家，蜂房几盘折。

 

我独逍遥，乘虚凭远，天风醒毛发。问西窗停烛，谁吟巴雨，连床鼓瑟，谁弹湘月。消得青鸾下，分明是、绛台紫阙。何时约、姑射仙人，试手回翦雪。

 

声声慢

 

藏莺院静，浮鸭池荒。绿阴不减红芳。高卧虚堂。南风时送微凉。游鞯践香未遍，怪青春、别我堂堂。闲里好，有故书盈箧，新酒盈缸。

 

只怕吴霜侵鬓，叹春深铜雀，空老周郎。弱絮沾泥，如今梦冷平康。翻思旧游踪迹，认断云、低度横塘。离恨满，甚月明、偏照小窗。

 

越山青

 

四月时。五月时。柳絮无风不肯飞。卷帘看燕归。

 

雨凄凄。草凄凄。及早关门睡起迟。省人多少诗。

 

尾犯(霅·中)

 

宝蜡夜笼花，不碍画楼，无限清景。病叶分秋，翦愁桐金井。银汉外、尘飞不到，暮云收、琉璃万顷。弁山横翠，好倩西风，送上江心镜。

 

霓裳空楚楚，钧天旧梦难省。最忆婵娟，□钗钿香冷。欲高跨、娇鸾归去，又还愁、乌啼酒醒。独思前事，夜永谁问相如病。

 

两同心

 

踏青归后，小步西园。翠袖薄、新篁难倚，绿窗润、弱絮轻粘。春风急，暮雨凄然。早听啼鹃。

 

忆昔几度湖边。款曲花前。约俊客、同倾凿落，看游女、同上秋千。春无主，落日低烟。芳草年年。

 

瑶花慢(雪)

 

疏疏密密，漠漠纷纷，乍舞风无力。残砖断础，才转眼、化作方圭圆璧。非花非絮，似骋巧、先投窗隙。立小楼、不见青山，万里鸟飞无迹。

 

休邻冻梗冰苔，算飞入园林，都是春色。年华婉娩，谁信道、老却梁园词客。踏青近也，且一白、何消三白。把一白、分与梅花，要点寿阳妆额。

 

破阵子

 

柳浪六桥春碧，香尘十里花风。好是烂游浓醉后，画□阑干见小红。红明绿暗中。

 

旧约涌金门道，纱笼毕竟相逢。只恐入城归路杂，便转头树北云东。侯门深几重。

 

凤凰阁

 

晴绵欺雪，扑扑红楼锦幄。小蜻蜓载水花泊。犹记横波浅笑，香云深约。甚可怪、匆匆忘却。

 

寻芳人老，那得心情问著。雁程不到怨无托。还又月笛幽院，风镫疏箔。谩傍竹、寒笼翠薄。

 

归田乐

 

略彴横溪曲。映带短莎修竹。傍岸谁家屋。爱水护遥碧，林拥深绿。呼布谷。东里西邻才一簇。

 

社鼓初鸣春酒熟。长衫方帽，翁醉扶黄犊。断霞倦鹊，未晚先争宿。门外月明山六六。

 

解佩令

 

浅莎深苑，流萤暗度。问霜纨、藏在何处。一自西风，乱翦翦、枝头红露。怕因循、彩鸾尘蠹。

 

歌台香散，离宫烛暗，谩消凝、凌波微步。最怕黄昏，小楼外、零云残雨。把相思、共青镫诉。

 

何满子

 

舞褥行云衬步，歌纨片月生怀。歌残舞罢花困软，凝情犹小徘徊。髻滑频扶堕珥，裙低略露弓?奚。

 

当日凝香清燕，惯听八拍三台。谢娘荀令都□老，匆匆好梦惊回。闲指青衫旧泪，空连半股鸾钗。

 

更漏子

 

楝花风，都过了。冷落绿阴池沼。春草草，草离离。离人归未归。

 

暗魂消，频梦见。依约旧时庭院。红笑浅，绿颦深。东风不自禁。

 

庆清朝

 

山束滩声，月移石影，寒江夜色空浮。丹青古壁，风E754横卧东流。小舣载云轻棹，湖痕渐落葑泥稠。津亭外，隔船吹笛，唤起眠鸥。

 

非但予愁渺渺，料那人，应自有、一襟愁。霜栖露泊，容易吹白人头。漠漠荻花胜雪，拟寻静岸略移舟。留闲耳，听莺小院，听雨西楼。

 

一落索

 

尽日西阑凭醉。新寒难睡。袖炉烟冷帐云宽，倩倩倩、先温被。

 

空对短屏山水。清清无寐。却思十里小红楼，应不报、平安字。

 

琴调相思引

 

鸦墨斜行印粉香。倚楼凝望过鸿将。寸心天远，月冷梦浮湘。

 

题恨谩留诗叶小，合欢空恋舞衣长。旧愁千斛，深浅倩谁量。

 

生查子

 

钗头缀玉虫，耿耿东窗晓。京洛少年游，犹恨归来早。

 

寒食正梨花，古道多芳草。今夜试青镫，依旧春花小。

 

合欢带(效柳体)

 

令巍巍、一段风流。看情性、忒温柔。记是河桥曾识面，两凝情、欲问还羞。沈吟半晌，蝉欹舞鬓，莺涩歌喉。到黄昏饮散，□虽未语，心已相留。

 

纱窗低转，红袖同携，随花归去秦楼。酒力难禁花易软，聚眉峰、点点清愁。瞋人笑语，朦胧娇眼，B63AED23扶头。醒来时、月转西厢，隔窗犹听箜篌。

 

思佳客

 

家住银塘东复东。赤阑桥下笑相逢。春风豆蔻抽新绿，夜雨茱萸湿老红。

 

鸥鸟散，水天空。绮窗昨梦已无踪。月昏云淡莎汀小，帘影重重花影中。

 

东壁谁家夜捣砧。荆江流滞客偏闻。三三五五潇湘雁，飞尽南云入北云。

 

人独自，月黄昏。青镫红蕊落缤纷。野篁谩白秋萧索，无雨无风也闭门。

 

霜醉秋花锦覆堤。西风一舸小桥西。闲将窗下红兰梦，写入江南白苎词。

 

芳绪断，旧游非。空遗香墨湿乌丝。碧云冉冉无穷恨，只有山阳短笛知。

 

满江红

 

脂雨东流，觉春去、绿阴如幄。尝记得、桃花碧径，自怜幽独。日暮碧云空冉冉，摘花小袖犹依竹。望江南、草色欲连天，人江北。

 

谁共翦，西窗烛。谁共度，西园曲。甚采香情懒，楚骚谁续。海远休寻双燕信，夜长争忍孤鸾宿。夹缃签、曾有旧题诗，镫前读。

 

浣溪沙

 

鸦墨鸳茸暗小窗。栀花时递淡中香。何须华屋艳红妆。

 

栊月凉筛金琐碎，床琴清写玉丁当。风车闲倚在回廊。

 

薄薄梳妆细扫眉。鬟鸦双叠岭云低。对人浓笑问归期。

 

荀令老来香已减，谢娘别后梦应迷。一番心事只春知。

 

红紫妆林绿满池，游丝飞絮两依依。正当谷雨弄晴时。

 

射鸭矮阑苍藓滑，画眉小槛晚花迟。一年弹指又春归。

 

豆蔻枝头冷蝶飞。荼コ花里老莺啼。懒留春住听春归。

 

北海芳尊谁共醉，东山游屐近应稀。小窗寒草送春时。

 

西江月

 

犹记春风庭院，桃花初识刘郎。绿腰传得旧官腔。自向花前学唱。

 

锦瑟空寻小袖，翠衾尚带余香。一番拈起一思量。又是桃花月上。

 

楚塞残星几点，关山明月三年。长亭犹有竹如椽，可惜中郎不见。

 

折柳新愁未歇，落梅旧梦谁圆。何人吹向内门前。一片鹧鸪清怨。

 

漠漠河桥柳外，愔愔门巷镫初。笙歌饮散醉相扶。明月伴人归去。

 

娃馆深藏云木，女墙斜掠烟芜。水天空阔见西湖。鹤立夜寒多处。

 

暗柳荒城叠鼓，小花静院深镫。年年寒食可曾晴。今夜晴犹未稳。

 

豆蔻梢头二月，杜鹃枝上三更。春风知得此时情。吹动秋千红影。

 

小立画桥西畔，仙车蓦送香风。多情问我太匆匆。疑是当年小宋。

 

须识蓬山不远，梨云路杳无踪。觉来斜月隔帘栊。不是相逢是梦。

 

满庭芳

 

寒食无情，阳春如客，晚风落尽繁枝。落红堆径，小槛立移时。乐事不堪再省，吴乡远、愁思依依。谁家燕，斜穿绣幕，轻惹画梁泥。

 

还知。人寂寞，殷勤软语，来说差池。怕王孙归去，芳草离离。倚翠屏山梦断，无心听、啼鸟催归。何时向，溪流练带，一舸载鸱夷。

 

减字木兰花

 

鸡儿画曲。处处筝B541鸣雨屋。十载重游。柳外啼乌也怨秋。

 

粉楹醉墨。燕去楼空人不识。醉踏花阴。错认人家月下门。

 

三生杜牧。惯识小红楼上宿。压帽花斜。醉跨门前白鼻騧。

 

归来寻睡。懒拨熏炉温素被。两袖香尘。肯信春风老得人。

 

一番春暮。恼人更下潇潇雨。花片纷纷。燕子人家都是春。

 

莫留春住。问春归去家何处。春与人期。春未归时人未归。

 

木兰花慢

 

远钟消断梦，又霜信、到纹窗。有六曲屏山，四垂斗帐，重锦方床。轻寒画眉尚懒，想留连、一线枕痕香。无语因谁悒怏，何心重理丝簧。

 

花房。空记旧周郎。指印□鸳鸯。悄不堪□□，暗尘绣陌，淡月幽坊。休凭败红寄远，怕惊波、侵字不成行。坐忆江南信息，断肠蘸甲清觞。

 

泥凉闲倚竹，奈冉冉、碧云何。爱水槛空明，风疏画扇，雪透香罗。惺松未成楚梦，看玲珑、清影罩平坡。便有一庭秋意，碎蛩声乱寒莎。

 

银河。不起纤波。天似水，月明多。算江南再有，贺方回在，空费吟哦。年年自圆自缺，恨紫箫、声断玉人歌。谩对双鸳素被，翠屏十二嵯峨。

 

木兰花令

 

一声啼鴂无芳草。南浦晴波云渺渺。蠹尘珠网满香车，三十六桥春悄悄。

 

垂杨柳舞吹笙道。红粉台空灰蝶小。惜花心性不禁愁，莫放堕香随去鸟。

 

菩萨蛮

 

翠鸾不隔巫山路。无人肯指行云处。徙倚最高楼。秋波春望愁。

 

先来愁似雾。更下丝丝雨。芳径溅香泥。苔花滑马蹄。

 

瑶琴欲把相思谱。殷勤难写相思语。人在碧苕滨。相思烟水深。

 

鳞波流碎月。荏苒年芳歇。何处寄相思。白苹秋一枝。

 

水龙吟

 

晓星低射疏棂，殢寒却枕还慵起。炊烟逗屋，隔房人语，镫前行李。霜滑平桥，雾迷衰草，时闻流水。怅雕鞍独拥，清寒满袖，入斜月、空山里。

 

谩把鞭梢暗指。酒旗边、柴门又闭。分水点墨，因风欲寄，梅花万里。宝帐春慵，梦中肯信，有人憔悴。待归来、别倚新腔，换却泪毫愁纸。

 

早梅芳近

 

碧溪湾，疏竹外，正小春天气。绿珠羞涩，半吐椒红可人意。月香传瘦影，露脸凝清泪。笑倡条冶叶，怕冷尚贪睡。

 

马行迟，雪未霁。还忆前村里。青禽啁哳，疑是当时梦初起。旧愁归塞管，远恨潇湘水。望江南，故人家万里。

 

醉醒吟

 

众人皆醉我独醒，众人皆醒我独醉。

 

先生何苦与世违，醒醉之中有深意。

 

或云酒是腐肠药，沉湎淫泆无不至。

 

或云酒是忘忧物，醉乡别有一天地。

 

左拍五柳先生肩，右把三闾大夫臂。

 

醉时元自惺惺着，醒来亦自齁齁睡。

 

独醒独醉岂多得，众醉众醒堪一喟。

 

醉者自醉醒自醒，卿法吾情各行志。

 

溧江美酒差可恋，说醉论醒姑且置。

 

公不见昔人有云，且食蛤蜊那知许事。

 Paul Mauriat's History

Qiu Yuanyuan was born elegant and quiet. He liked to travel around famous mountains and rivers. He always expressed his feelings in his poems. At the end of Song Dynasty, Bai Qin, a poet of that time, was called "Qiu Bai" in Zhejiang and Zhejiang. He is a good friend, and has exchanges with Zhao Mengfu, Dai Biaoyuan, Fang Feng, Huang Hong, Fang Hui, Wuqiu Yan, Xianyu, Zhang Yu, Zhang He, Moweixian and other literati and ink-writers, giving and answering each other. Fang Feng said in the preface to Qiu Ren Jin's poems: "Qiu Yuan wrote poems, studied Tang people in the near future, and imitated Wenxuan in the ancient style." "Qiu Yuan was born in troubled times, and his poems often expressed his sigh for the rise and fall of the country and the changes of personnel, such as"Caiweiyin","Fan Ai Zhu","Zhao Song Xue Mixed Bird Bamboo and Stone Picture","Xiufu on the right side of the land","Huaigu","Fenghuangshan Palace Museum","Chaotianmen City Corner"and so on. Qiu Yuan had a famous poem in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was made a Confucian professor in the Yuan Dynasty, but he did not attach importance to Confucian scholars at that time. Qiu Yuan's Ci poems, such as Qitianle Cicada, were highly praised by predecessors in Ciyuan, which was considered to be "extremely recitable". Ciyun: "Sunset Gate Lane Barren City Song, Qingyin early Song autumn trees. Thin silk-cut clothes, cool temples, drink alone the wind and dew. In the twilight of the day, Nai once chanted sadly, and there was still a murmur, suddenly flew across the other branches. The Qigong Palace has a long history and pedestrians still talk about it. At that time, Qinu, the rain breaks empty mountain, the moon cage ancient willow, as if I had heard it before. Leaving is bitter, very lazy ice pad. Tired of playing the piano, the ground is frosty red, shallow sand seeks to shed feathers. "The whole poem chants cicadas, but the words are miserable. In fact, it is a sympathetic word, expressing his melancholy mood and dissatisfaction with reality. But the meaning of the words is blurred and extremely obscure. Qiuyuan's style of Ci is similar to Zhou Bangyan, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, and Jiang Kui, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Qiu Yuan wrote six volumes of Jin Yuan Ji, all of which were written by the government in Liyang. The Qing Dynasty edited them from Yongle Dadian. In addition, Xingguanji and Shancun Heritage are compiled by Mengbian of Qing Dynasty, which are incomplete. According to the poet Fang Hui, when Qiuyuan was 41 years old, he said, "You Wulin, Qiu Renjin, started early work as a poem, but gradually did not work late, with more than 2,000 manuscripts. "It seems that Qiuyuan's works have been lost a lot so far. The collection of lyrics, Stringeless Music Score, is mostly about landscape and objects. The history of barnyard grass is a short story with concise writing. Some of the stories are fluent and interesting. Tao Zongyi of the Ming Dynasty also had a special discussion on Qiuyuan's calligraphy in The Summary of Book History. Qiu Yuan's regular script study Ouyang Xun is good at doing and grasping. The works handed down from generation to generation are "Seven-character Poetry Volume".

Works handed down from generation to generation

Fishing (Answer Eryin)

Love the green hills, go to the red dust far, clear who is like nest promise. White clouds window cold lights small, quiet at night to listen to the rain on the bed. Sad silence. Read Jinwu Yaozheng, but live with idle clouds. The lotus heart is still bitter. Self-broken orchids and banana leaves are all broken intestine sentences.

In addition to the gull sand, they laugh at the loss of herds of herons. Deep in the desolate smoke. Bizhi airmailed to Jiangnan Lane, and there was no line of ink and brush. Half a plum tree. Who is the lover in the dusk? When to turn off the road? Liuyou, Jinqiao, Huqu Buchun.

Touch fish (willow catkins)

The sky is clear, the day is weak, and the wind can't blow the melancholy. The horse's head is scattered, and the millet sticks to the mangrove. Freedom. Like special, let his swallow go through the curtain. He lingered silently. It is like the tip of the eyebrow, the bottom of the eye, and the grass is like mist.

In the dark. Only the appendix is dry and congealed. Where is the Cui moth today? Flower-separated Xiaogu Spring Dusk. It's raining through a broken window. Sue Geng Dance. Tomorrow, Chi Ping began to believe in low flying errors. Long Bridge and Short Pu. Sadness does not seem to be dangerous red, moss dotted all over, still astringent horseshoe stationed.

Love Reminiscences

Zhulian fragrance is stored in one house for autumn. Autumn leaves on the head. It's awesome to see the light and shadow change stealthily.

Things rest when people are insignificant. Hate is long. The perch does not dream and returns to the boat. I live in Cangzhou.

Taicheng Road (Shizifa)

Twilight Spring Trees East, Ten years of soft red dust well. Rain house song, moon tower drunk, but also beautiful wind wake up. Green stirrups are genuine. Who pities the lonely shadow except Yuanming? Self-rolled lotus clothes, stone beds lying high green slightly cold.

The mountains are empty but the days are long. Old traveling flowers and willows dream, can not bear heavy province. Swallow Liangkong, Chicken Lane quiet, don't talk about Chang'an scenery. Dantai Road is wide. How can we see Xuandu, Fangjie? Gongli Yaosheng, Phoenix Flower.

Linjiang Xian (Liu)

Xiangshui Xiaoxing no wine, Chuxiang visitors long homesick. Empty city dark willow old sorrow bud. After Yan returned to Caishe, people still live in the world.

Remembering that Jintou parting lightly, leaving the beginnings of sorrow to listen to pipa. The east wind blew tears and fell gull sand. A new rain is too heavy to fly poplars.

Sugar Doling

Cool dew and wet autumn turnip. The empty courtyard crows the cockroach. Purple moss and jewelry shop. The sparse foil Cuimei people are missing, the running water is urgent, weeping sole fish.

Who hates Caoqian hoes? The west wind blows the temples sparsely. Ask Liu Lang what happens after the farewell. Even if there are tens of millions of peach blossoms, it is not like the old Xuandu.

like a dream

Special inquiry flower news. Remaining red and white. Paeonia lactiflora is pitiful, and we have an appointment with each other. Eliminate. Eliminate. There is still spring.

Listen to the wind and rain in the West window. Listen to the eastward neighbor's rootstock. Still standing on one's own feet, the green hills are silent outside the appendix. Where is it? Where is it? A crow crows in the twilight.

Nange Zi

The roof is closed by the Cang tree and the window is open to Bishan. The West Lake never tires of looking long. Yule bike is located between the six bridges.

Dew willows are moist in the morning, fireworks are cold in the evening. Only when people appreciate it, they become disabled. Xie Liuhua, drunk and skinny.

Fine golden willow, heavy Qingdaishan. The Jade Man looked upstairs. Move shallow sideburns, deep hatred, eyebrows.

Tears are red and thin, fragrant and cold. Be affectionate and don't go to the end of spring. When the crabapple is open, Yanshuang will return it.

Rouged Lips

Yellow Hat Brown shoes, go out one step for the traveler. When is the cold food? The pear on the shore is white.

There are many mountainous horses, and the rain is green and colorless. Who can forbid it? Remnant cuckoo lonely post. Spring clouds are darkening.

Thousands of miles flat, water and sky low mountains countless. Broken city and isolated tree. People from outside the city come and go.

If you want to ask the Blue Luan, you will never see the smoke. Nostalgia. Where is Bashan? Listen to the rain.

Butterflies in Love with Flowers

The remaining cuckoos of the green trees crow endlessly. I returned last spring without saying goodbye to pedestrians. Keep the poplar branches last month. The wind blew clear and snowy.

The turtle shell screen is low and red. Fire warms the smoke, while Luo recommends the mandarin duck is hot. A treasure hairpin is put on the cloud. The next step is to pick flowers and break branches.

The deep courtyard Xiaoxiao Wuye Rain. Knowing the coming of autumn, we can't see where autumn comes from. Cloud pressure bridge people can not cross. Huanglu, Bamboo and Bamboo are misty.

Four walls of autumn sound who is more endowed. People only stay in spring, not in autumn. Autumn is about to return to heaven and evening. The red shadow of the setting sun goes with the raven.

Corn poppy

The city is full of wind and rain condensation. Who is Pan Lang Sentence? Xiaoxiao willow withered. Drunk Crossing Official Bridge thin horse, step on light frost.

In the old days, it was good to travel in spring. It's not like autumn light. Chrysanthemum came over Begonia. It must be to rush back to Jin Zi without opening it.

Ruan Langgui

Teach him to follow suit. Willows and willows are deep across the lake. Celery mud is slippery while the sun shines. Differential pool frequency.

Spring waves are warm and green. Waking up is also intoxicating. Broken bridge sunset clouds. Every boat is light.

Peach Blossom Square is fragrant and red. Take a whip and a whip. Guanhe willow belt bears spring breeze. High-rise Xiaoyankong.

The hills are graceful and the grass is covered with velvet. Spring is strong in the south of the Yangtze River. Wang Sun's family is painting the east of Qiaoqiao. There is no way to find each other.

Crossing the River Cloud

The flowing warbler cries and complains, the willow is tender and cold, and the language is still in the East wind. Ask the old moss in the wasteland, when the smoke and rain will turn red with tears. I can't stop worrying about flowers and grass. Dust, drifting uncertainties, curtain swallow nest empty.

Hurriedly. The voice of the jade cocoon disappeared, the embroidery house fragrance disappeared, and the spirit fell into dreams. Memory of the old home, fixed price, once crowned deep palace. The fragrant soul seems to be wearing a ring. The moon is light and the spring fog is hazy. Flower shadow bottom, long hate lock clouds.

Divination operator

Tree sparseness and small flower wind, Beipu Residual Rhododendron Rain. It's not that Wang Sun forgot to return and grass didn't return.

Who should follow the Qiongxiao Spectrum when the dust is accumulated in the window? Secretly divine money from others, and strive for clarity.

Yan mei er

Xie Jiachi Hall occupies the flowers. It's a light rain and a wet spring breeze. Brilliant red, fragrant and sparse shadows, floating curtain.

Coquettish moths gather to search for a dream of spring, with heavy tears on their clothes. The idle window is sad, the golden cage parrot, the ribbon hibiscus.

Spiritual wine is frequent. Relying on the small screen. Baochai was slanting in, lazy to comb, lazy to leave the curtain.

Cloud servant girl weak, this drunk can not help heavy. Clear as if, Weiyang willow, Taiye lotus.

Golden Gate

But sick wine. Sorrow for the Qingming Dynasty. You should be thin if you don't recite poems. Sit for a long time and wrinkle your clothes.

I asked the flowers to join hands. Memories of Luoyang are old. Tao does not meet but it does. Begonia begins to make friends.

Nanxiangzi

The storm is rising. Yueshu Wucheng is floating. The sea crane cracked and the boat was flat. Light-load cloud-pressure flow.

Depend on the tallest building alone. Looking back on Pingshan overlapping autumn. Peaks on the river are missing, sandgulls. I have known the West Wind's solitary sorrow.

Yue Jiangyue (Mei He Yanguo)

Spring news, Chueh Nan branch open all over, North branch is still scarce. Yue Nu Ting's world is white, and she can compete with the frost for cleanliness. Lonely shadow edge, dark fragrance Chu, water and moon into three absolute. Cloud still, Subo light raccoon socks.

Looking back at Xueliguan Mountain, Yulong complained, as if to swallow for others. The garden on the stream should be full of trees and a trail of raspberry moss lingers. Golden horse sparse fence, Yutang cottage, eventually the scenery is good-bye. Looking for flowers, but not for flowers.

Clouds congeal ink, see Lotus wet, still no rain. The water barrier is empty and few people speak. Quyi several horizontal Chen, long Qin hanging high, self-playing south wind spectrum. Ru Wen knife ruler, window partitioner Ben Shui Ramie.

Because of Nian Xizi lakeside, make a red one, Zeng Suyuanpu. Cuiyu does not pass on Cangdao letters, but is idle in the twilight. Lazy Luan, lazy elephant tube, with whom to endow Xiuju. Lonely and lonely, the sunset is low and plain.

Jade Butterfly

Independent soft red dust watch, far swallow the green mist, flat ripples. The grass grows in the western plains, afraid to cut off the double servant girls. Tree tops are bright, sunset is not cold, and the leaves are still and the new rain is beginning to dry. Relying on the appendix. A goose tube, the figure is cold.

Xue Xun Sun Guiyin, Baiyun Chicken and Dog, once knew Liu An. Feather fan fiber towel, I don't know someone outside the door is idle. Sleeve plain hands, lazy to recruit oriole, write green paper, airmail green luan. And hang on. Listen to the wind and rain.

Wild trees and crows die, plain smoke is like practice, low cover flat. Broken-walled flying towers, red green seems to exist or not. Female wall is short, mooncage pheasant, doll hall quiet, dusty gold shop. Ask Qingdu. Guanghan Fairy, farewell.

Sad to give. Ten years of dream, song and wine, always happy. Lonely Qinlang, unable to leave the mirror alone. Record winding paths, hand in hand, twist whiskers to idle windows. Fear of the West Lake. Young companion, talking about the beginning.

Hamamelis

The fairy bone is clear without heat. Iran radial, into the Yuanbo, Jinyun deep. Don't sing the lotus-picking double oars, but the old gulls and herons. Only the mountains are as good as ever. The old rain is sunny and the new water is rising. The painting bridge is low and there is no misty Cangzhu. Dai Ting noon with Li on his head.

Wake up alone and be empty-hearted. Melancholy to give, bank Zhijiang Gracilaria, still green or not. It is difficult to write the complaints of Xiangfei because of the hatred of Jin Se's bullet-spotted bamboo. Who is sad and who is lonely? The running water is silent and the clouds are still moving, looking for the way of peach source to the fisherman. The stern strap falls.

Frost Dawn Corner

The curtain was raised. Pneumatic fringes. Xing in the cold at night, Lan Ji short, half-bright extinction.

Drunken. The fragrance never ceases. The sound of purple Xiao was resting. Sound into the clouds, but also dance, sweet-scented osmanthus moon.

Waves wash away sand

Shaoyao small screen window. Saliva is green and long. The fragrance of pink still dries up the old makeup. Jade Peiding has a long way to go, and its benefits are unforgettable.

Cao Cao Fu Gaotang. It's desolate. The toad flew into the Albizzia bed. It's not thoughtful to encounter each other again.

Candle Shadows Shake Red (Subrhyme)

Wine in the mood, resentment spring shy peach blossom noodles. Wang Sun, don't go to the grass, ten miles green as dye. Do not hate Li Yun Mengyuan. Hate only hate, alliance deep friendship shallow. Generally lonely, two acacia, dusk.

Lou Yixiangyang, Cuilu is not far from Yinshu. The green window is empty to embroidered Mandarin ducks, by whom. Know in Xinting Old Courtyard. The cuckoo crows and the east breeze is lazy. When they returned, they also passed the Qingming Dynasty, and the flowers fell in the spring.

Shengzhazi

When dust comes into play, music is hard to see again. White-haired Palace Museum dolls, gossip Shen Xiangbanquet.

Neon clothes, autumn dreams, cold,? And sticky borneol. Fireflies rise in court, still remembering the light Luofan.

Drunk

Water is west and clouds are north. Jinzhuanglu is colourless. Night cold flower sleeps outside double genus. Don't sing Jiangnan, who is the parrot guest? Bo Qingnu's anthology. Pink gloom, red grumble and cries. The moon is tired of listening to the mountain flute. Vaguely Zhenghong, thousands of miles Chu Tianbi.

Jiang Shenzi

The clouds step by step and the night is bleak. Picking Danfang. The bud is yellow. Thousands of millions of millions of fireflies, the wind and dew are fragrant. Singing off the branches of the hill last month, Huanpei cold, shy of flowing light.

Golden Roof Cover Piano Bed. Memorize your lover. Light dressing. Spring bamboo shoots and jade are fine, and their stamens are fine. The night of sorrow is full of rain, sharing chrysanthemum and self-reliance.

Bashengganzhou

Convergence moth, cold rain felt car, think of green maple. Think of heavenly ranks, long doors, divide the mirror, ride West and east. Should be Zhaojuan early mistake, who sent out the deep palace. The sleeves are awkward and the past is empty.

He hides his Pipa silently, hates the poor grace of the Lord, and blushes with tears. It's like the moon in the Han Dynasty, shining at night. The grass is green and returns to the dream every year. It's laughable. What's the matter with jade? Don't lock the spring breeze.

Qingping Music

Cold springs are like lines. Shashimianyun is soft. Ten Li plum blossom fragrance. It is not recorded in the depth of mountains.

Leave two sleeves of spring breeze behind. Louvre's old dream came to naught. Only to the dry moon, teach people to remember the mountains.

It's cool in autumn and early in the morning. The stone path has small flowers. The frost flocculates the flying hay. Brilliant and beautiful.

Xianggou poetry leaves are hard to find. It's still green and light red. Relying on the bamboo-sky song of the oriole, who recruits the green mound to visit the clouds?

Sai Wengyin

Short green levee grass, Fangxin may not know the flowers. Ice branches with frozen stems remain. Moss stones slow down the snow. The shallow mandarin ducks in the square pond are cold, and the sandy water wings depend on each other. Pick up Cuiyue, step green period. Eventually, pleasure and recreation are scarce.

Lovesickness. South of the Yangtze River, fishing Ting is insignificant, but also, plum blossom Xie. How many, old sorrow and new hatred, even if Luo Qi, fantastic melody, how to compare Hong Er. When can I get it again? Picture bird rocking spring, west of Fengle Building.

Sai Wengyin

Wind willow blows residual drunk, push pillow dream is difficult to find. The courtyard is quiet and Qupingshen is deep. Bentgrass keeps lightening Yin. The new silkworm sweeps the goose's hair and cuts its leaves like needles. Negative again, enjoy the flowers. Listen to tall trees singing birds.

Daughter. It's hard to buy. It's red and pink. It's afraid of being easy and sad. But Cherish to take, Zhaojuan good in, let thousands of miles, no one lost, insignificant fish Shen. If you are not old, do your best to pay Yaoqin.

Recalling Old Travel

Recalling the cold and smoke of the ancient post, the moon alone boat, infinite rivers and mountains. Fallen leaves lead to miss, come to autumn, dream into Chang'an at night. The old man's words are clear, but the wind and rain are half-windowed and half-windowed. Very eunuchs drift in the sea, the guest feels lonely, tolerate idle talk.

Expropriate shirts. Fugu returned home, like the West Lake, not tired of attaching importance to it. Don't stay late in youth. Seek drunkenness while the warblers are not old. Hometown has more pine bamboo, wealth is better than leisure. But refers to Gu Xieyang, long song Li Bai road difficult.

It's dark to Tingwu, and the willows in the courtyard are scattered, and it's late autumn. A star darkens, a goose goes by, a little fluorescence. Synthesize a piece of misconception, all in Xiaohong Lou. If you want to plunge into the clouds, you can't stop worrying about the weather.

Sour wind should not, rain rustle Xiaoxiao, want to return. Memory embroidery sleeping, let the flower shoot morning shadow, move the curtain hook. The pool was half-rolled with red waves, and the clothes were cold and smoked. How to forget the south of the Yangtze River?

Little King Qin

The autumn glow in the eyes and the glow in the face. Baochai baroclinic two crows. Clearly recognize Xiao Lang is, pretend to sell flowers on the basis of dryness.

There is no soft sand in the long levee. A deep-seated fisherman. The head of the buckle is free from sticky wind and the stern of the boat is still with fallen flowers.

Magnolia flower order

The moon falls and the cold magpie rises. The dew wipes the autumn sky like water. Yesterday, the westerly wind crossed the south of the Yangtze River, leaving red leaves and turning yellow for three or four miles.

Ulva is close to human teeth. Broken clubs come to solicit customers'ears. Cangzhou no road fans will return, dream.

Bapaiman

Cui sleeve cage fragrant sleeping wine, the screen to absorb water into new tea. Several cuckoos crow in the evening rain, birds come empty and old spring flowers.

Good daughter

Hate knots eyebrows. Two brushes of green. I owe you nothing. Last night I drank Chinese wine. I was very small and green. I was so red and drunk that I would marry Dongfeng.

Helplessly filament decapitation, day by day. The West Garden and Dougaofang were blocked for fear of rain in the Ming Dynasty. The courtyard was slippery and wet through the lotus bow.

Peach Garden Recalls Old Man

Xiahuazang Road, Ramie Mountain. Only the flowing warblers are allowed to come and go. There are countless pear blossoms. Xiangxue Fanguandu.

What is a shallow man in Huanshaxi? The sky is twilight against the clouds. Return to spring sorrow like mist. It's windy and rainy in Naiwu.

Memory order

The willows on the bank are still green and shallow. Spring returns to Wuyuan. Dazzling without flower screens, love Cui deep red far-reaching.

Glancing at where the swallow came. Xiao Wuyi Xinjian. Think celery short, not out of mud, wave surface time point.

Extremely Acacia

The clouds are grey and cold, and Jinyi smokes through the shirt. Can people still take, purple stranger green door, tear stains.

Self-hatred shifts roots without permanence, redness decreases and greenness fades. Who knows me, bright and dark, like fog.

Youth Tour

Chaiyun is not the winner. Don't whisper. The bare silver bed, crabapple sleep enough, partial to late to see.

One year a dream of Qinglou music, shallow fragrance by Chi cold. But listen to the West wind, small window residual rain, red leaves full of Chang'an.

Return of Yan

Triple, four sad poems. Minds are seldom known. The westerly wind is not old and Yan returns late. Nest cold semi-dry mud.

Running red sentences, palindromes. Who can remember except Yan Zhi? It hit the west of the painting building. Clouds overwhelm Xiaohong.

Sleeping Flower Yin Ordinance

Sorrow, clouds, rain, wash away the autumn. Magpie on the branch, want to live up. Quilting people depend on themselves.

Hold a cup and drink for a month, before the month is drunk, the laugher is drunk first. Forget drunkenness and fall asleep. Flowers and shadows are shattered.

Wangxian Tower

Jiuxianshan Xiao. A crane flew to China in the mist. Titled Hongyunhua Island. Shuangti Xiantao is small.

Poppy spinning to draw fragrant spring, short holmium idle weeding spring grass. How sad is it? White-headed mandarin ducks are old.

Yan mei er

The lichen and drunken grass are smoothed out. The clouds are wet with brush and ink. Neon clothes step cold, Qiongxiao voice break, old dream care.

Xiao Qiao does not love Zhou Lang's old age. Cui is broken in autumn. Outside the door, yellow flowers and red leaves, drizzle deeper.

Love moonlight and sleep late

The small city receives the banner, gradually the banner is faint, the human language is Shen Shen. Yuehua is like water, fragrant street is cold, dried and trivial. Luo Sujuan is not separated from each other. He has many companions, and his lonely pillow is the most distinct. See Pingshan verdant fold, block the clouds.

As a result of memorizing songs in the western chamber, I took advantage of Lingbo's footsteps and laughed at the lost hairpins. The Lantern Festival is close to each other. Shahe Xiaogu is just now. Line dance sleeve song skirt. Return no matter deeper. Dark silence, new sorrow, old moon, empty sunset.

Flower Heart

Dazzling Mingxia, ask Dyeing, Qingdi a few autumn. Tired of sleepiness, still ashamed of desire to speak, conceal the power of mist and smoke. Beautiful appearance, soft branches, coquettish, weak westerly wind. Only doubt is, clouds scattered, mistakenly stay immortal.

No information from Fangqing. But Xiaoqin is bright red and the rain is wet and white. In the sunset, the shadow of Hengtang is just like the pulse of makeup. Fangxin empty Shaohua thought, endure struggle and frost wolf. Yan Sheng, Danfeng accompanied by tears.

Lucky

Eye waves are shining. Sleep up at first, weary embroidery at the window. Very vein, appendix is known, a grasp of chaotic silk like willow. The most annoying, light rain and sunshine, flying red all over the spring wind. Keep a record of folding fragrant tapestry, hairpin knocking Liangyu, small about before and after the Qingming Dynasty.

Where did you dream yesterday? You should only be drinking in Chuncheng. Shame on peaches, greed on crabapples, and the voice of Ying awakens sorrow. Advise the flowers to be thin. Look at the reunion of Chai meng, swing courtyard hand in hand. Palindrome brocade letters, sent to know whether he believed or not.

Casanova

Hongjin Old Concentric. Xichi, once with the Department of Green Poultry. Record the mountains and rivers, autumn tung, mandarin ducks lingering hatred, spring embroidery stop needle. Often sigh good wind hinders painting fan, the moon falls Yao hairpin. Short dreams are fragile, a flute, endless new worries, where the anvil.

The fragrant lotus is still there, but the mirror and the lonely shadow are hard to find. Carmine after rain should be attacked by dust. The sails are fading away, the scales are shallow, the distant notes are hard to send, and the clouds are deep. Looking back on the tall buildings, we can't stand the rain.

Clearing up Business Complaints

Cyanopsis flavescens. Hate Xiyuan Xiao. Dream of the Qin Tower, the shadow of lonely Hongyun.

I forgot about the Old Testament. It should be remembered that the green beads are petite. Mojian Huiwen, Yuguan people are not old.

Taicheng Road

Begonia has only a small spring, and the west wind blows away in autumn. White stone sparkling, Danlin dotted, decorated Donggao Nanpu. Clear swimming stops. There are gardens in the air, but no bells and drums. A song of courtyard flowers, across the river who and ask the businesswoman.

Leaving the bosom is like a dream, where is the beautiful woman? Yuexiu Chicken League, Qinlou Yanyue, striving for a better life. To hang the ancients by their height. Only plum blossom, accompanied by sad. The sky is long and the light clouds are bright and the rain is broken.

Drunken Boy

Know Penglai Island. Panasonic hoes Yao grass. Greedy to see the peach blossoms. Misguided visit to Mother Jin's home.

A drink of Wazunlu. Drunk and lost. No Dong Shuangcheng. Smell the flute across the flowers.

Taicheng Road

The painting building is sent to the West under the oblique sun, not to the East with the passing wave. The wilderness is long, the mountains are short, and the red clothes are scattered in Nanpu. You Yunlu is blocked. Then the soul is broken, who is complaining about the drum. Going out of the river and hanging women in Hunan.

It's thousands of miles away. The wild goose letter in the blue sky has no place to spread its message. Cui sleeve idle cage, beads complain lying down, several dusks. Acacia has a long history. Sanwu, a lonely guest, is the ancestor of Sanchu. Slow talk Bashan, listen to the rain.

Qingchun Palace

River shadow culvert empty, landscape floating water, painting building directly against the East City. The sound of fallen leaves is scarce, the sound of returning to Hong is silent, but the night wind is ringing. Close to the sky, I only suspect that Qi Yun picked the stars. Appendix dried and congealed, sad to see the drooping poplar, smoke lingering.

Guanmei greeted with a sneer. It is easy to wither for fear of numerous branches. For the sake of Dye the clouds like Dai, this snow, see how it is made. Who knows, Yuxin leisure sorrow, Tao Ling leisure.

Balcony resentment

The moon is as bright as day. The shade flowers are dense. No yellow cloud socks came, empty flowers standing overcast.

Suspected to be Bayaotai, do not fly out in color. Hidden flowers leak quickly. A scarf of red dew left a pall over the courtyard. Twelve appendices are empty, who teaches the cool shadow to accompany the lonely. Vegetable quilt with incense shop.

The golden house is full of love. It is difficult to carry cranes in clouds in the sky, and there is no tree to crow on the east of the wall. Spring Dream Around the West Lake.

A Section of Cloud in Wushan (Wang's Building)

Alcohol deceives and blushes slightly. Who sleeves out of the boudoir? Paddle your socks.

Tired butterflies are lazy, young warblers are low-pitched. Only the candleflower knows about the Chai League. Half drunk.

Thinking of Qin E

Autumn comes to light. The dew is very thin. Luo Qian is thin. Dusk courtyard, water curtain.

The appendix is about the time of moonflower. Sorrow, long dreams, short memories. Forget. Nanshan ape crane, northern branch magpie.

Eight criminals make friends with each other

Cangdao Yunlian, green autumn into the evening, Shenzhou Island. There are no waves, no wind, no earth, no wind, and no wind. Optical Column. Cui Yigao Pavilion is empty, middle-class green mist. Outside the Guanghan Gate, there is no multiple green.

I don't know whether it's water or mountain or tree. Man knows where it is. Qian who asked, Ling Bo light step. Qin Female of Zheng Ningguan and Chengluan. Think of court music and neon dance. Don't worry about the flute. Afraid of arousing ichthyosaurs, three more spraying rain in front of the mountains.

Night boating

Twelve appendix dryness and dew. Silver is light and jade toad is washed. It's silent, clear and clear. It's clear that Chu is a thousand miles away.

Let the yellow flower count its pistils. Empty recruiting, Hunan Junshan ghosts. Ancient swords are buried in the light, and the solitary lamp is reflected, so is the aggressive tree.

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Meibian Jiangnan letter of the same day. Drunk words are not authentic. Danye curtain autumn in the oblique sun. Yan went to Honglai and remembered each other for some time.

Scarlett

All the red rain came to an end. Xinhuang Jingyuan is called hook. Willow flicked the dry corner of her appendix for fear of inducing idleness and laziness to go upstairs.

Spring is light and water is long. The window was once reserved for peony. Turn your head for a thousand years and make your dream come true. Win a pillow of sorrow in the spring breeze.

The shadows weigh ten thousand. Your Excellency Qiuxiang has hibiscus. The old Chu and Chu neon clothes moved into the long poplar and short willow.

Wen Taobi, a wall red. Jinyu Cangshu Yuhua Palace. Pedestrians listen to crows and complaints, and the flute dries up and leaves fall.

Butterflies in Love with Flowers

The empty curtain of Yanyan Tower is quiet. The dew leaves crow, the red Qin Rouge well. The period of shallow treaty and deep alliance has not yet been decided. The mandarin duck path in the rhinoceros wind.

The headland of Chu and the eyebrows of Qin are reflected in each other. Private dependence on clouds, light moon cage flower top. This evening, Lan Hao hangs in the sky. Embroidered jacket, Luo jian, Yuxiang cold.

Colchium

Three paths return early in autumn. Who sweeps the gold shop outside the door? Eastern hedge does not plant idle flowers and plants. The disturbance of the westerly wind is over.

Frost invades the temples. Nanshan Xiao. There are few green parallels. Self-picked Ying Huang Xiao.

The Unbroken Cycle

It's very rare to be alone. Record Furong Courtyard, Yuxiao Living Together. It is still vague and has many narrow mountains, warm waves and fragrant clouds. Footwear, where, Qin Zheng Golden House. Flexible hairpin is easy to break, broken mirror is difficult to stay, broken thread is difficult to continue.

The oblique sun is exhausted. In very cold weather, sleeves are thin and still depend on bamboo cultivation. To listen to the rain, gossip early, Naixin in the south, people in the north of the Yangtze River. Old but Xiuwen, laughing at me, waistband. Thoughtless, looking for flowers and willows, old Du Qu.

Snow Lion (May)

Wulin Spring Early, Chengxing Trial Question, Gushan Branch South Branch North. Say red pepper, green buds. Luo Fu is familiar with his dreams. I remember having and lodging together. Vaguely like, dressed, beautiful valley.

Little spring is not enough. Very shy, afraid to enter the Yutang Golden House. Mistakes in palace makeup make-up make-up. Jiangkong New Year's Eve, the most difficult is the old Songzhu. It's so quiet and lonely. Diyi Painting House Western Song.

Letter from Tan Fang

Sit clear in the day. Record the pace of spring, short pavilions and wine. The melancholy skirt is fragrant and the ripple is still there. The peach blossom view under the red appendix bridge is thin. Turn to the corridor, Guwa Shengsong Song, dark spring Mingwu.

Rainy nights come suddenly. The levee is green and the clouds are far away. Look at Shatou carefully and see whether it is red or not. The poplar blossoms take advantage of the East wind, and the empty mandarin ducks head. Tourists are advised not to tie arrogance to willows.

Windowy window

Small sleeves crow red, muddy saliva green, deep sorrow like knitting. Leisure and sorrow are constant, dancing for thousands of feet. Relying on Xiuyun, sleeve cage shallow cold, looking at people in the water west Yunbei. Think of green poplar shadow, blue boat light, red appendix bridge side.

Coming back from the play, I hate sweat and sweat, and my socks are narrow. Lan Aihui Xu, Fu and Qiluan news. But relentless, the wind and rain do worry, the tent twinkle spring silence. Dream lovesickness, a pillow Wushan, more painting house flute.

An inch of gold

Buildings lean on the cold city, across the river and mountains to see East Vietnam. Telescope red thousand feet, filament dance, a section of the sky blue, oblique sunshine extinction. The autumn sounds of the lone tree. Frost branches and leaves remain diseased. Outside the appendix, with Guo's family, the hive folded several times.

I am free and unfettered, take advantage of the void, the wind wakes up my hair. Ask the west window to stop the candle, who sings the rain, even the bed drums and rushes, who plays the moon in Hunan. Elimination of the Qingluan, clear is, Jiangtai Purple Queen. When to appoint and shoot immortals, try to return to Ben Xue.

Sound slow

The Yingyuan is quiet and the duck pond is barren. Green clouds do not diminish red fragrance. A high-lying empty hall. Cool in the South wind. You've never practiced it before, you're freaking out for youthfulness. Leisure is good, old books are good, new wine is good.

Fear of Wu frost invading temples, sigh at the deep bronze sparrow in spring, empty old Zhou Lang. Weak and muddy, now the dream is cold and peaceful. Reviewing the old traveling traces, we can identify the clouds and low-level Hengtang. Full of hatred, very moonlit, deviate from the small window.

Yueshanqing

In April. In May. Willow catkins refuse to fly without wind. Roll the curtain to see Yangui.

The rain is sad. The grass is miserable. Close the door early and sleep late. How many poems do you save?

Tail Offender

Baowax Night Cage Flowers, do not hinder the painting building, unlimited scenery. The diseased leaves are divided into autumn and Bentong and Jinjing. Outside the silver and the dust can't fly, the evening clouds can gather and the glaze can reach thousands of hectares. Hengcui, a beautiful West wind, is sent to Jiang Xinjing.

Neon clothes are empty and clear, and the old dream of Juntian is difficult to save. Most of all, I remember Zhaojuan, which is fragrant and cold. Want to straddle high, Jiaoluan return, but also sad, Wucui sober. If you think about your past, who will ask you if you are sick at night?

Concentricity

After returning from traveling to Qingdao, Xiaobu Xiyuan. Cui sleeves are thin, new seals are hard to lean on, green windows are moist, weak and slightly sticky. The spring wind is strong and the evening rain is sad. Listen to cuckoos early.

Recalling the past several times by the lake. Before the flowers. About Junke, with dump chiseled down, to see the tourists, with the swing. Spring has no owner, sunset has low smoke. Aromatic grass grows every year.

Yaohua Slow (Snow)

Dense and dense, desert in succession, dancing wind is weak. Only when the broken bricks break their foundations can they turn into quadrangles and round beauties in a twinkling of an eye. Non-floral, like galloping skillfully, first throw the window gap. A small building, no green hills, thousands of miles of birds flying without trace.

Neighbouring frozen stalk moss, counting into the garden, are spring. Who channel, old but Liang Yuan Ci-poets when childbirth is graceful? Ta Qing near also, and a white, He Xiaosanbai. Divide the white and plum blossoms, and point out the amount of Shouyang make-up.

The Sword and the Song

Liu Lang Six Bridges Spring Blue, fragrant dust ten miles of flower wind. Fortunately, when you are drunk, you see Xiaohong when your appendix is dry. Red, green and dark.

In the Old Testament, after all, the cages meet. For fear of returning to the city, he turned to North Yundong. Hou Men is several times deep.

Phoenix Pavilion

The snow is deceived by sunshine, and the red building is flourishing. Little dragonflies carry water. Remember the shear wave smile, the fragrant cloud is deep. It's strange to forget in a hurry.

Seeking the fragrant old, that has the mood to ask. Yancheng has no complaints. There is also the Moon Flute Yard, the wind stirrup sparse foil. The bamboo and cold cage are green and thin.

Guitian Music

Slightly like the Hengxi meander. Short Shaxiu bamboo. Whose house is near the shore? Love the water, protect the distant green, the forest embraces the deep green. Hubugu. There are only a cluster of neighbors in the East and west.

The social drum is ripe at the beginning of spring. Long shirt, square cap, Weng drunk to support the Yellow calf. Weary magpies of broken clouds compete for accommodation before it's too late. Yuemingshan 66 outside the gate.

Xie Peiling

Shallow Sha Shenyuan, fluorescent darkness. Ask frost, where to hide. From the West wind, wild bents, branches red dew. Fear of following suit and colorful moths.

Getai Xiangsan, leaving the palace candles dark, condensation, Lingbo micro-step. Most afraid of dusk, outside the small building, zero clouds and residual rain. Acacia, the Communist Youth stirrups.

She sings an old song

Dance mattresses set off the clouds, song pieces are born month after month. The singing and dancing are hard and soft, but the condolence is still lingering. Skirt slips, bow slightly low? Xi.

On that day, Ningxiang Qingyan used to listen to eight pats and three sets. Xie Niang and Xun Lingdu were old and had a good dream in a hurry. Leisure refers to the old tear of the green shirt, empty and half a strand of hairpins.

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Melia flower wind, all over. Cold green shade pond. Spring grass leaves the grass. No one returned home.

Darkness fades away and dreams are frequent. The courtyard is still the same. Red smiles light, green cheeks deep. The east wind cannot help itself.

Qingqing Dynasty

Beach sound, the moon moving stone shadow, Hanjiang night floating. Danqing ancient wall, wind E754 lying eastward. Xiao Zhu carries clouds lightly, and the lake marks gradually fall thick with mud. Outside the Jinting Pavilion, the next boat played the flute to arouse sleeping gulls.

Not only should he be sad, but he should have his own worries. Frost perches in the dew, easy to blow white head. Momo Dihuahua is better than snow, and plans to find a quiet shore to move boats slightly. Leave your ears, listen to Ying Yard, listen to the West Rain Tower.

A falling rope

All day long the appendix is drunk. It's hard to sleep in the new cold. Sleeve stove smoke cold tent cloud wide, Qianqian, first warm quilt.

Air to Short Screen Landscape. Clear and sleepless. But think of ten miles of small red building, should not report, safe words.

Acacia in tune of piano

Crow ink oblique printing powder incense. Yilou gazed at the great general. The heart is far away, the moon is cold and the dream is floating.

Titled with hatred, the poem leaves are small, and the Huahuan Empty is in love with the long dancing costume. Old sorrow, deep and shallow, who measure.

Shengzhazi

Chai-tou decorated with jade insects, Geng Geng Dongfeng Xiao. Jingluo Youth Tour, still hate to come back early.

Cold food Zhengli flower, ancient road aromatic grass. Tonight, try the green stirrups, still small spring flowers.

Albizia julibrissin

Majesty, a period of wind. Look at love, so gentle. It is recorded that Heqiao once knew each other, and was still ashamed to ask questions. Shen Yin, cicada dancing temples, Ying astringent singing voice. To drink at dusk and disperse,, though silent, the heart has stayed.

The screen window rotates low, the red sleeve carries with it, and goes back to the Qinlou with the flowers. Liquor is hard to forbid flowers, easy to soften, gather eyebrows, point to clear the sadness. He laughed at people, dim and charming eyes, B63AED23 buttress. When waking up, the moon turns to the West side, and the window still listens to the harp.

Scarlett

I live in Yintang East Fudong. Laugh and meet under the red appendix bridge. Spring wind fresh green nutmeg, night rain cornel wet old red.

Gulls scatter, water and sky. Yesterday's dream disappeared. The moon is dark and the shadows of Shatin are small, and the shadows of shadows are heavy in the shadows of flowers.

Whose rootstock is pounded at night on the East wall? The stranded tourists in Jingjiang are unheard of. Three, three, five and five Xiaoxiang geese fly as far as the south into the north.

Man alone, at dusk of the moon. Blue stirrups and red stamens are colourful. Wild bamboo is white and autumn is bleak, and the door is closed without rain or wind.

Frost drunk autumn blossom brocade covered the embankment. The westerly wind is one mile west of Xiaoqiao. The dream of red orchid under the window was written into Jiangnan white ramie poems.

Fangxu breaks, old travel is not. Empty fragrant ink wet black silk. Biyun Ran endless hate, only Shanyang Piccolo knows.

Man Jianghong

Fat rain flows eastward, Chuechun goes, and green clouds are like Xin. Taste remember, peach blossom green path, self-pity alone. In the evening, the clouds are cloudy, and the little sleeves are still picking bamboo. Looking to the south of the Yangtze River, the grass is lustrous, and the people are in the north of the Yangtze River.

Who has bent the candle in the West window? Who's going to spend it together, Xiyuan song? Very fragrant and lazy, Chusao who continue. Haiyuan rests in search of Shuangyan Xin and struggles for loneliness at night. There were old poems, read before the stirrups.

Silk-Washing Stream

The small dark window of the brush-and-ink Mandarin duck. When Gardenia flowers, the fragrance is mild. Why do you need bright red make-up?

Yuyue Liang sifted gold trivially, and Bed Qin wrote Jade Dingdang. The windmill reclined on the corridor.

Thin dressing and fine brow sweeping. Servant crow double-folded mountain clouds low. Laugh at people and ask when they will return.

Xun Ling's Lao Laixiang has been reduced, Xie Niang's dream should be fascinated after parting. One's mind is only known in spring.

Red and purple make-up forest is full of green pools, silk flying flocks depend on each other. Just as the rain cleared up.

Shooting ducks are short, mossy and slippery. Thrushes are small and late-flowering. A year flicks and spring returns.

Nutmeg branches fly cold butterflies. Old warblers crow in tea flowers. Stay lazy and listen to spring return.

Beihai Fangzun who are drunk, Dongshan Tour should be rare. When the grass in the small window sends spring.

Xijiang Moon

Remembering the spring breeze courtyard, peach blossoms first met Liu Lang. Green waist spread the old official tone. Learn to sing before flowering.

Jinser empty looking for small sleeves, green jacket is still fragrant. Think about it. It's Peach Blossom Moon again.

When is the remnant star of Chusai, the bright moon of Guanshan is three years old? There are bamboo rafters in the pavilion, but unfortunately Zhonglang is missing.

The old dream of falling plum will come true. Who blows in front of the inner door? A partridge clears up its grievances.

Outside Liuwai of Momo River Bridge, at the beginning of Bingmen Lane. Sheng Ge drinks, drinks and drinks together. The bright moon accompanies people back.

The nursery house is deep in clouds and trees, and the women's walls sweep away the smoke. The West Lake is visible in the sky and water. Cranes stand in cold places at night.

Dark willow barren City stacked drums, small flower Jingyuan deep stirrup. Every year, cold food can be sunny. The sunshine is not stable tonight.

Nutmeg shoots in February and azalea branches in three shifts. Spring breeze knows this situation. Blows the swing red shadow.

On the west side of Xiaoli Painting Bridge, Xianchezhang delivers fragrance. Ask me in a hurry. It is suspected that it was Xiaosong.

We must know that Pengshan is not far away, and there is no trace of Liyun Road. Chueh-lai oblique Moon separates the curtain. Not meeting is a dream.

Man Tingfang

Cold food is merciless, spring is like a guest, and evening breeze is full of branches. Red pile diameter, small sill vertical shift. Happy things can not be saved, Wu Xiangyuan, sorrow Yiyi. Whose Yan wears embroidery curtain obliquely and gently draws Liang Nie.

I also know. People are lonely, courteous and soft-spoken. Afraid of the return of Wang Sun, the grass will leave. Relying on Cuiping Mountain to break a dream, no heart to listen to, crowing birds to rush home. When to go, streams training belt, a river carrying Yuanyi.

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Chicken Drawing Music. Zheng B541 is everywhere in the rain house. Ten heavy trips. Liu Wai also complains about autumn.

Drunken Ink of Pink Dogweed. Yan went to the empty building without knowing it. Drunk tread flowers. Mistake someone's door for a month.

Sansheng Dumu. Accustomed to sleeping in a small red building. The cap is oblique. White nose in front of drunken door.

Come back to sleep. Lazy Fumigation Furnace Temperature Quilt. Two sleeves of fragrant dust. Ken Xinchun is an old man.

A twilight of spring. It's more annoying and rainy. Flowers are in abundance. Swallow family is spring.

Don't stay in spring. Ask where Chun returned home. Spring and human life. When spring did not return, people did not return.

Magnolia slowly

Far bells break dreams, and frost letter, to the window. There are Liuqu Pingshan, four hanging tents, heavy brocade square bed. Cold thrush is lazy, want to stay, a line of pillow fragrance. Whoever disagrees with the silence, he cares to re-arrange the reed.

Flower house. Empty memory of the old Zhou Lang. Fingerprints of Mandarin Ducks. Quietly unbearable, dark dust embroidered strangers, light moon Youfang. Don't rely on failure to send a red letter far away, fear of shock, invading words is not feasible. Sit back and remember the information of the south of the Yangtze River, and dip your bowels in the first place.

The mud is cool and leisurely, leaning on bamboo, Nairan, blue clouds. Love the water barrier is clear, the wind is sparse, the snow is thorough and fragrant. Hansong is not a dream of Chu. Look at the exquisite and clear shadows on the flat slope. There is a family of autumn, the sound of broken grubs chaotic cold sand.

The galaxy. No fibre wave. The sky is like water and the moon is bright. Calculate Jiangnan again, He Fang Hui in, empty Feiyin oh. Every year, he is self-sufficient and hates Zixiao and Yuren Songs. Shuangyao Su Qui, Cuiping Twelve Beauties.

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There is no sweet grass in a cry. The clear waves in Nanpu are cloudy. Dust bead net full of incense car, 36 bridge spring quietly.

Willow Dance Blows the Sheng Road. The red pink table is small. Cherish the heart of the flower, can't help worrying, don't let the perfume go with the birds.

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Cuilu is not separated from Wushan Road. No one will point to the clouds. Relying on the tallest building. Autumn wave and spring sorrow.

First comes sorrow like mist. More rain. Fragrant path splashed with mud. Moss slips horseshoe.

Yaoqin wants to make Acacia score. Courtesy is hard to write. People are in Bituibin. Acacia smoke deep.

The moon is broken by scales and waves. In the twilight of the year, there is a good rest. Where to send Acacia? Baipingqiu Branch.

Water Dragon Chant

Xiaoxing shoots low and sparsely, but his pillow is still cold. Smoke teases the house, people talk in the compartment, luggage in front of the bracelet. Frost smoothes the bridge, fog fades the grass, and smells the running water. With saddles alone and sleeves full of cold, they enter the oblique moon and empty mountains.

The whip pointed to the tip of the whip. Wine flags and firewood doors are closed again. Divide the water and dot the ink, because the wind wants to send, the plum blossom is ten thousand miles. Treasure tent spring haggard, the dream is credible, some people haggard. When you come back, don't rely on the new voice, instead of the tears.

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Bixi Bay, outside the bamboo, is the spring weather. Green beads are shy and half pepper red is desirable. Moon fragrance passed down to thin shadow, showing her face with clear tears. Laughing and advocating all kinds of foliage, afraid of cold and sleepy.

The horse travels late and the snow is still in the air. Remembering the former village. The chirp of a green bird is suspected to be the beginning of the dream at that time. Old sorrows go to blockade, and Xiaoxiangshui is far from hated. Looking south of the Yangtze River, my family is thousands of miles away.

Drunk Awakening

Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone. Everyone wakes me up and I am drunk.

Why does Mr. Hu suffer and go against the world? There is a deep meaning in waking up drunk.

Or Yunjiu is a sausage medicine, indulging in prostitution.

Or cloud wine is a thing of forgetfulness, drunken country someday.

Take Mr. Wuliu on the shoulder and Dr. Sanlu on the right.

When drunk, Yuanyuan is drowsy, and when he wakes up, he is also drowsy.

How much is it to wake up and be drunk alone?

The drunk awakens from drunkenness, and his feelings and aspirations are different.

Lijiang's wine is poor but lovely, so talk about drunkenness and put it aside.

The public does not see the clouds of the past, and eat clams that know things.