Lu Pa Xing days, busy complex romantic. Dance a dream, eternal worry Lakeshore.
Qiao people go wild trails, fishing from the boat whistle. Pull caught the attention of sad, the line and presence.
Traces of the Soviet Union in Taiwan, open look to the Riverside. Past who is worthy to ask, even empty the grass from the spring.
West spent suspect faces Wu Xu Tao to God. Yin enjoy Nanjin, the _set_ting sun light the way dust.
To seek not the Lord Ka extension, generously deep with whom on the blog. Bring back old-fashioned piano open box,
Tao a full bottle of wine, truth. Yin Moon by the stream fishing boats, falling asleep I monk Xuan heap.
Nine in the end when the dream divination, MO alone behind closed doors to the dark cloud.
著得新书义更幽,负琴何处不遨游。玄宫寄宿月华冷,
羽客伴吟松韵秋。满户烟霞思紫阁,一帆风雨忆沧洲。
吾君侧席求贤切,未可悬瓢枕碧流。
早是春愁触目生,那堪春夕酒初醒。
贯珠声罢人归去,半落桃花月在庭。
Blood cries of late spring, the flowers could not bear to listen to every year.
Mo sings on the tree with a river, sober wandering away from the booths.
茅舍何寥落,门庭长绿芜。贫来卖书剑,病起忆江湖。
对枕暮山碧,伴吟凉月孤。前贤多晚达,莫叹有霜须。
干禄趋名者,迢迢别故林。春风短亭路,芳草异乡心。
雨过江山出,莺啼村落深。未知将雅道,何处谢知音。