Chapter 7 Nalan Ci Supplement Volume II

Nalan Ci Supplement Volume II fisherman The red poles are harvested, and the autumn wind is rather Jian Furong.The person is faint, the water is misty, blowing into the reed piccolo. Bodhisattva Man A gift from Zhang Jianyang Shanju There are many traces of cars, dust and horses, and the place where Xian Jun built it is really secluded.The persimmon leaves are red, and the wind is rustling all around. Fame should be seen in the mirror, the bright moon and autumn river shadow.Safe in this mountain, lying down with the emperor. Nanxiangzi Qiumo village house The red leaves are all over the Hanxi River, and there are empty mountains and thousands of trees all the way.Try to go up to the small building and look as far as you can see, high and low, there is a smoke cage ten libei.

Barking dogs and crowing chickens, the lights are glowing and returning to the lost.When I first chased Hengshan, it was near and far, east and west, and my home was alone in the cold forest. flower in the rain Upstairs, the smoke is scattered downstairs, and the road is downstairs, which is in the depths of Zhaoyu and Luyang.The westerly wind blows in Naijuan, shocking back to Canmeng, and it rains at the window at what time. In the middle of the night, geese plundered the east eaves.Red hatred is the anvil of broken soul.Counting drinking to forget worries, dreaming and waking up from alcohol, what do you know about worrying?

Manjianghong The neem pavilion was built for Cao Ziqing to inscribe his ancestors, and the pavilion is in the Jinling Office He was born in Pingyang, envied Yiye, and spread his reputation.Don't you see, Shanlong fills Yan, the former Lanzhou Department.After drinking the water from the stone city, move the tree beside Yanziji.Qian Qian made a stalk of neem as three locust trees, and went to the court. Yanxi month, Chengchen dew.Look at Shouze, deeply admire.He is more talented and talented, and can be endowed when he ascends the heights.When you fall into a dream, you can draw and write the picture, and leave a title to send a sarong to protect it.Zhengluyin Qingzi is looking forward to black clothes, it is not evening.

Huanxisha picnic couplet After leaving Guo Xunchun, the spring is already dead (Chen Weisong), and the east wind blows the face without cold (Qin Songling).Qingcun went to Xishan (Yan Shengsun) a few times. You don't have to worry about the long road when you join the horse (Jiang Chenying), and don't let your glasses idle when looking at the flowers (Zhu Yizun).Life is not easy but often difficult (Nalan Chengde).