Chapter 3 1935

Poems that are neither ancient nor modern, Du Ling's language goes straight to the time. The clouds are idle and the sky is light, depending on the king, the rise and fall of the six generations are in vain. Evaluate light and heavy makeup, embellish the scenery first. Except for the number of peach trees, there is nothing wrong with a group of husbands. "Comment": Yuyuan Momoshika The voice of the mane has not changed, and the haggard Jinghua clumsily knocks on the door. It's strange that the ten cups of wine are not drunk, and the wine is hard to warm when the heart is cold.

Living in the north and south feels labor and life, and Qiulong's countryside is a guest's love. Two years old and two capitals for cold food, where will the Qingming Festival be next year. "Note": Qingming Yu was in Peking last year It is falsely reported that the water is soft and the mountains are warm, and there is no spring in the wind and sand. The names of Beijing and Luo are all boasting about their rise, which is similar to that of the Northern Prime Minister Guinan. Feng Jianshu says that those who are from the south and who are from the north are more expensive

Mountains are like essays and methods that can be taught, so it is difficult to catch up with the capital. It's just like a maidservant learning Madam's characters, so it's better to write Tang Linjin Poems. The middle-aged mourning and joy are untitled, and I want to be closer to Yuxi with less love. A smile ascends to heaven, willing to fall into the mud plow with Huang Jiu. "Comment": Master Wu Yu's Confession Poetry Tao Li Bingshuang pitied the cheek vortex, knowing that he was too poor to stop the Ming camel. When I come back, I shake up the mud and sand barriers, which is more dusty than mine.

Jiang Shu came to talk about spring outings outside the Great Wall Seeing me arrive from my hometown, I am as happy to return home as you are. Watch the frequency, doubt and dream, and ask about homework in miscellaneous language. Since he respects his relatives, he does not leave his servants behind. Youth is worthy of companionship, and it is not necessary to be busy. Mi hope that Xiao Xiao's trees are sparse, and they will plunder people's clothes in a leisurely manner. This heart wave is like mud, and Ye Fei is defeated by the wind. The green water is sparse, the shadows of the forest are quiet, and the autumn appearance is as wild as the south of the Yangtze River.

Nostalgia touches what to do, suddenly wrinkled in front of the wind. A corner of the ink is deep in the sky, and it is difficult to predict the sky's heart from the rain or shine. The family cloud is just in agreement with Youhuai, and the business is slightly cloudy in front of the wind. The unmaintained gossamer curls into the setting sun, a sultry wisp of so melodious. The ileum has nine bends and the heart is heavily knotted, and it grows freely before losing and wind. "Note": the above in 1935