130 Qiantang Lake Spring Tour
The water surface in the west of Jiating in the north of Gushan Temple is flat at first, and the foot of clouds is low.
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallow pecks at spring mud.
Flowers are getting more and more charming, and shallow eyes can make you lose your horseshoe.
I love the fact that the eastbound lake is not enough.
131 Zuihuayin
The mist is thick and the clouds are sad forever.
Rui nao Xiao Jin beast
To the ninth festival of the ninth festival
Lying in the jade pillow account
The cold of the night has just soaked the whole body
With the evening almost gone, I sip my wine near the east fence
My sleeves hold a slight fragrance thence.
Don’t say clear autumn doesn’t matter
The west wind rolled up the bead curtain
I see that I am more gracile than the yellow flowers
132 dielianhua
Flowers fade, red, green and apricot are small
Swallow when green water people around.
Branches and willows blow less.
The grass is everywhere in the world.
Swing in the wall and escape outside the wall
Outside the wall, the beauty in the wall smiles.
Laughter fades away and becomes sad.
Affectionate but annoyed by emotion
133 questions
Are west of the Painted Chamber and east of Cinnamon Hall, the stars of last night and the wind of last night
Cai Feng, flying wings, yet I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the Sacred Unicorn
Where, group by group, we are throwing dice in the light of a crimson lamp, across the springwine, while it warms me, I prompt you how to bet
And I mount my horse and ride away, like a waterplant cut adrift, till the rolling of a drum, alas, calls me to my duties
One hundred and thirtyfour recent flowers
Alone I lean against the parapet of a high tower in a gentle breeze
Looking forward to spring sorrow
Darkness gives birth to the sky
The sunshine is oblique and the grass color is misty
Who will say the meaning of the column
I want to get drunk on the crazy map
sing while you drink—enjoy life while you can
Qiang le Huan Wei
The dress takes to loosen gradually and I am more and more emaciated, No regretful plying at all,
Yi Xiao is gaunt.
135 is like a dream.
Always remember the pavilion beside a brook
Mesmerized by the beauty of the scenery
It’s been fun to get back by boat all the time
And went down to the depths of the fengzhu pool
Fight for the ferry
But started a group of Oulu
136 is like a dream.
It rained sparsely with fierce wind last night.
sound sleep did not dispel the aftertaste of wine
When I ask the maid rolling up the curtains,
She says that the same crabapple tree is seen.
Do you know? Do you know?
The red should languish and the green must grow?
137 Bodhisattva Man
Overlapping hills and golden extinction
The clouds on the temples want to spend the fragrant cheeks and snow.
Lazy to draw a moth eyebrow.
Slowly she rises from her bed
Looking at the flowers in the front and back of a mirror
Flowers and faces meet each other.
On a jacket, tastefully cut
Double golden partridge
130 Suwu Temple
Though our envoy, Su Wu, is gone, body and soul Ancient Temple and High Temple are at a loss.