As soon as I went up to the Spring Terrace, the grass was scattered all over the place, and I suddenly looked at the portrait and started to think about it. The country hates the prince Teng Fu, and the feng shui worries about the two female temples. I don’t know where the clouds have gone in the stone forest, but I still miss the rain coming in the thunder pond. Don't let the king lead you to fly away. You can ride a dragon thousands of miles and let him do whatever he wants. ——Shao ??Bao of the Ming Dynasty, "Yuanzhou paid a visit to the Hanwengong Temple." Yuanzhou paid a visit to the Hanwengong Temple. As soon as I went up to the Spring Terrace, the grass was scattered, and I suddenly looked at the portrait and started to reverie.
The country hates the young Teng Wang Fu, and the feng shui worries about the two female temples.
I don’t know where the clouds have gone in the stone forest, but I still miss the rain in Leitang.
Don’t let the king lead you to fly away. You can ride a dragon thousands of miles and do whatever you want. Wherever spring prevails, Jiangmen has good weather. The wine flag crosses the intersection, and the flower letter is on the east side of the wall. There is a sick layman, two servant girls and two children. I went to Songluo to write a poem, but it was Bai Jiaweng. ¤——Shi Hang, Ming Dynasty, "Thirty Poems by Bai Bai in Jiangmen (Two Poems Recorded)"
Thirty Poems by Bai Bai in Jiangmen (Two Poems Recorded) Wherever spring prevails, Jiangmen has a good wind.
At the intersection of Jiuqi and Xianqi, Huaxin is on the east side of the short wall.
A sick layman, two servant girls and two children.
I went to Songluo to write a poem, but it was Bai Jiaweng. ¤The fragrant mist is thick with golden strands hanging down from the waves, and yellow birds are painted on the east side of the bridge in the spring breeze. The sentimental but smiling Sui Di tree has long strips of desolation in the dusk rain. ——"Yangliu Bay" by Shen Yu of the Ming Dynasty
Yangliu Bay The golden strands hang down the waves, the fragrant fog is thick, and the spring breeze draws yellow birds to the east of the bridge.
The sentimental but smiling Sui Di tree has long strips of desolation in the dusk rain. A spring breeze "Midnight Song", facing each other just across the Milky Way. The moon between the beams is full of water, not shining on the husband but on the concubines. ¤——Ming Dynasty·Shen Mingchen's "Three Midnight Songs"
Three Midnight Songs A spring breeze "Midnight Song", facing each other just across the Milky Way.
The moon between the beams is full of water, not as much as it shines on the husband and the concubine. ¤