Set the storm On the sixth day of the Yuanfeng year, Wang Wenfu's family got drunk. In May and July, they drank wine. Baiji composed ancient sentences and composed ink bamboo lyrics. The rain washes the young leaves, the wind blows, the fine green fragrance, the beautiful colors invade the book, the evening curtain rolls, the shade is slightly cold, and the wine is cool. People draw bamboos with fat bodies. Mr. He Yong, who is swollen, writes better than Xiao Yan. I remember the moon under the corridor in the quiet night of Xiaoxuan and the sparse shadows on the east wall. This title was written by Mao in the fifth year and written by Juanjuan in the sixth year. trickling Chronology of Renxu and Wang Wenfu's Family Chronology of Renxu's Collection of Poems Annotation of Wang Qi Wan lived in Wuchang County when he was a Shu native Wang Wengao said Qi Wanzi Zibian was the younger brother of Wenfu, named Qi Yu. He lived in Chehu, Wuchang, opposite Wuzhou. Dongxiange Seeing his eyebrows surnamed Zhu and forgetting his name, he was ninety years old and more than seven years old. When he was seven years old, Shanlao nun said that he had followed his teacher into the palace of Shu Lord Meng. One day, there was a great heat between Shu Chang Lord and Mrs. Huarui wrote a poem on the Maha Pond at night. Zhu Juliang can remember that it has been forty years ago. Everyone knows that Zhu died in this year. No one can remember his poem. Two sentences of leisure time to savor the wonders of the immortal song are enough. Ice muscles and jade bones come from the cool and sweatless palace. The breeze comes and the embroidered curtains are full of fragrance. The embroidered curtains are opened a little and the bright moon peeks out. No one is sleeping. The pillows and hairpins are messy. I came to the courtyard with my bare hands and made no sound. When I saw the stars and crossed the river, I asked how the night was. It was already three o'clock in the night. The golden waves and the light jade rope were turning low, but I was pointing to the west wind. Come and don't know that the fleeting years secretly change hair. The original title is Wujiu. The words are cloudy and the words are ninety years old. I am more than ninety years old. I am enjoying the cool weather. I am starting to escape the summer heat. But I am the only one. is the word An Gong gave birth to Bingzi when he was seven years old and became Renwu and forty years later he became Renxuye. Niannujiao Chibi nostalgic The great river goes eastward and the waves sweep away all the famous figures of the past. The west side of the ancient fortress is the human road of the Three Kingdoms. The snowy rivers and mountains were picturesque, and how many heroes there were at that time. I think back to Gong Jin when Xiao Qiao first got married, and he was a handsome man with a feather fan, a silk scarf, and chatting and laughing. The ashes of my homeland are destroyed. I wander around in a state of passion. I should laugh. I was born early and have beautiful hair. I am as leisurely as a dream. I am still in the moonlight on the river. The clouds are collapsing and I am shot through the sky. Chronicles written in the seventh month of Renxu again Mid-Autumn Festival With a high view, far-sightedness, thousands of miles of clouds in the sky, leaving no trace, the osmanthus soul flies to the place where the light shines, soaking in the cold for a day, the jasper Yu Qiong Tower rides on the luan, people come and go in Qingliang The country's mountains and rivers are picturesque, smoke and trees are visible in the sight. I'm drunk, clapping my hands wildly, singing wildly, raising my glass, inviting the moon to the shadow, and becoming three guests, dancing and wandering under the wind and dew tonight. I don't know what night it is, but I want to ride on the wind and go back. What's the point of riding on the wings of a roc? There's a sound in the Crystal Palace that breaks the flute. It's nothing. Wang's case was written on August 15, Renxu Nanxiangzi The ninth floor of Hanhui is presented to Xu Junyou The traces of frost and water have faded, and the dew on the blue scales has gradually faded away. The strength of the wine in the distant continent has gradually faded. The wind is blowing, and the broken hat is sentimental but in love. The festival is like a reward, but it’s a reward. Ching Zun bids farewell to the autumn, everything is just a dream in the end. Tomorrow will be yellow and the flowers and butterflies will also be worried. Chronicles are recorded by Renxu. Linjiangxian At night, Dongpo woke up and returned drunk, as if the child's breath was already thundering and knocking on the door. He should not lean on his stick to listen to the sound of the river. I always regret that this body is not good. When did I forget that the night in the camp was quiet, the wind was quiet, and the flat boat passed away on the rivers and seas to spend the rest of my life. A record of summer vacation in Gao. Zizhan went to Huangzhou with several guests on the Yangtze River and returned to the river at night. The wind and dew in the sky were so vast that the meaning of the lyrics was so-called small boat. From then on, those who left their remaining lives on the rivers and seas passed away, and the number of great songs passed by, and the sun was noisy. Zi Zhan wrote this poem at night, hung up his hat, and took a boat by the river and roared away. When the county governor Xu Junyou heard this, he was shocked and fearful, thinking that the state had committed a sin. He rushed to see Zezi and saw him snoring like thunder but not yet rising. However, these words were passed down. Yuling, the capital master, also heard about it and became suspicious. minus word magnolia As a gift to Xu Junyou, three attendants and one Wuqing Delicate and charming, the willow body is light and delicate, and the master Youbin wears daisy and looks happy and angry at the same time. The red flowers lean against the red curtain and wrap around the wind. again win The pair of servant girls with green eyes, wavy eyebrows and emerald green eyebrows dance gracefully with their palms, the upper body is light and the mood is graceful. Qu is exhausted and sleepy, smiling leaning on the person next to him, breathing sweetly. Even though I'm in a state of joy, I still have the ability to look closely at Yuan Benwu. again Qingji The natural elegance, the gentle appearance, the wisdom, the loud singing voice can hold back the green clouds, and the wonderful words and tunes sing out new voices, which can keep the guests coming again and again. Passionate and full of advice, the gold and jade hands hold the yuan in vain Wang's Case In the twelfth month of Renxu, Zhang Shangying came to Huangzhou and attended Xu Da's banquet to write the Chunzhu Chronicle. We heard that Zhang Wuwu passed to Huangzhou and Xu Junyou had four attendants. Mrs. Zhang took her to Yu's house to have a bath with her children. Because of the joke, she said that she had a beautiful concubine, so she married her father-in-law and got a medal. The surname Zheng Zhao called Sun Jiang Yan Qi Yu'er. It was enough to wait in Yurun's house for a while and sit on the ice. At dusk, Mrs. Zhang returned her. Once returned, Yan Ji was also the most favored by Xu again Presented to the Jun family, Ji You The soft temperament is elegantly called and the name is called Yiyi. The dance can be praised as a perfect middle-year class. The eyebrows are long, the eyes are thin, and the makeup is fresh and the bun is troubled. The style of spring blooms with flowers and branches in various forms. again Give as a gift The natural house has competed with thousands and thousands of people, and the virtuous and knowledgeable Yuan Lai is the winner. Now fourteen miles away, the monkey slave is going to see Stop being crazy about six dice. It's six o'clock. Xijiang Moon Send Jianxi Shuangjing Tea Valley Lianquan and the Back Room of Xu You's Family, the King of Victory, Chen Shenhuili's Autobiography This Noble Species This year's Longbao's top product Gu Lian has been since ancient times. Zhenquan Xueya Shuangjing Powder. Shenxian Yulai from Beiyuan Soup. Who dares to fight for the beauty in the young man's hair, the red window, the pink face, and the hair? The title of this book is to send tea and the grain curtain to Wang Shengzhi. Collection of Poems, Notes on Tea Affairs, Miscellaneous Records, Shuangjing is located in Huangshan Valley, thirty miles west of Maozhou. There are two wells in the center of the south stream. The natives use it to make tea. Yu Ji, the No. 1 tea drinker, records that Gulian Spring is located in the west of Nankang Prefecture, and the water flows down like a curtain rock. More than thirty people, Lu Yu, tasted it and rated it as the best in the world. Bodhisattvaman Jun You's prostitute presents Xu Sheng The green gauze is slightly exposed, and the jade-infused red lips are getting warmer. The bamboo and Yue tunes change into a new voice, the dragon's chant is bone-piercing. Late at night, I wake up from the residual wine, but I feel that the frost robe is not cold. When I see a person who has frowned, I look for old traces of rouge. The hair is untitled. I mix it with fine lines. I compose a song with clouds and Xiangshui green gate. Zhi Mi makes a new cry The four words of the case were all written in Huangzhou and compiled by category. Drunkard Langya's deep valleys, mountains and rivers, the beautiful springs ring in the sky, and the streams sound like the sound of an old man in the middle of a meeting. When I'm drunk, I'm so happy that I forget to leave, and I'm so happy to have a wedding. Shen Zunwen went to travel and wrote the sound on the qin, saying that the drunken man's rhythm was sparse and the sound refers to Hua Chang. He knew that the qin player thought it was unparalleled, but the sound was inconsistent. His voice has no words. Although the old man is composing songs and playing with the harp, he is like a drunken old man who is doing good things. He relies on his words to compose music. Although the words and citations are also rough, the string of the harp is not Later, Yundu Sheng was appointed by Tiancheng for more than 30 years, and Weng Si donated the building to the library. Not long ago, there was a Taoist from Yujian in Lushan who was particularly good at Qinhen. The music score was written by Jun Xianzhi, who had no words, so he asked Po Jushi to supplement Yundong's composition. Who is playing the music in the clear sky? There are no words in the empty mountain. Only when I was drunk, I knew that the sky and the moon were bright and the wind was dew. The people were not sleeping and the lotus leaves were crossing the mountain. I had a heart the day before. The drunken man screams and chants and the flowing spring is gone. After the drunken man has gone, there is morning chanting in the sky. Sometimes he complains about the mountains at night. Sometimes the children cry and the water sometimes returns to Sichuan. He misses the old man without age. Nian Weng is now a flying immortal. This meaning can be listened to in your free time. The Huiwai Sanliangxian Yuan version and the Mao version cannot be collected later. Wang Chenrenxu wrote lyrics and music for Cui Xian, saying that this version of Qin music was not included in Su's lyrics. After Xin Jiaxuan compiled it into the lyrics, it was followed by the lyrics and tune today. Supplement to this statement divination operator Huangzhou Dinghui Courtyard Residence Design The moon is missing, the sparse tung trees are broken, and people are still in the early silence. Who can see the lonely people coming and going alone? The branches are unwilling to live on the lonely sandbank. Leng Yuan's version of the last sentence is composed of maples falling in Wujiang. Leng Congmao's version of Mao's version of the title is Huizhou's Wen Dujian's daughter, who is quite colorful in her tenth year. Six refused to get married. He was very happy to hear Po. He heard Po's sarcastic poems every night, so he wandered under the window to sleep. When he pushed the window, his daughter jumped over the wall and went to Po to look for someone. On that day I should call Wang Ling and his son to marry. Not long after, the girl who crossed the sea was buried on the beach. She returned to Huihui and wrote this poem. Wang Case, written in December of Renxu Man Tingfang In the thirteenth year of Chang Qizhou, the Huang people said that there were kings and officials. Mr. Huang Sanwang, Mr. Yu Fu, sent Chen Zhen here because of this. Thirty-three years ago, whoever survives is considered a king. The Yangtze River is awe-inspiring, the cypress trees are dry, the frost is dry, and the hardships are both heard. The ancient county of Sizhou, the Yunxi River, the bamboos, the pine windows, and the south of the Yangtze River. The shore is not willing to cross our country because of sending Zi Mao. The sparse rain passes through the wind, the forest dances and breaks the smoke, and the clouds are covered with clouds. I would like to hold this invitation to you, layman, and empty the jar. I'm old and I'm really old. In my dream, there are relatively few sounds. The songs are interrupted. People haven't even set off. The boats and drums have already met Pang Mao. This title doesn't have the word "Huangzhou" to dance to. In the fifth month of Guihai, Chen Zhen reported to Jingnan Zhuangtian and Chief Wang came to report the case. water melody singer Huangzhou Kuaizai Pavilion presented to Zhang Xiquan The setting sun embroidered the curtains of the rolling pavilion, the water is connected to the sky, and I know that you have made a new work for me. The window is wet and the red color is long. The pillow is in the Pingshan Hall, and the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are dim and lonely. Recognize the drunken man's words about the beauty of the mountain. A thousand hectares are all mirror-clear and the green peak suddenly rises and dances. A white-headed leaf makes Lantai Gong laugh. Zi has not understood Zhuang Sheng, the sound of nature, the strong way, there are male and female, a bit of majestic energy, thousands of miles of joy, wind and hair, this title is Kuai Zai Pavilion. Chronicles record the case of Guihai becoming the king. In June of Guihai, Zhang Mengde camped in a new residence and built a pavilion on the river. The official list said that Kuai Zai Pavilion was the head of the water tune song. Luan City gathered in Huang. Zhou Kuai Zai Pavilion records that Zhang Jun of the Qinghe River was relegated to Qi'an in his dream and built a pavilion in the southwest of his house to view the flow of the Qi River. The rest of his brother and his son looked at it and named it. Good luck. Wang Wengao said that Meng De also had the word "Xie Quan". Dielianhua Pan Lin sends birthday Farewell to wine, I urge you to get drunk. Pan Lin is also He Linxun. Remember to take the hairpin from Xinli City and don't give it to the east neighbor. Looking back at Chang'anjia Li Di Thirty years ago, I was a romantic handsome man. I went to Qinglou to look for old memories. The flowers and branches were missing. There was no name left. It is recorded in the records of Aneng Gai Zhai Man that it was the Duke who sent Pan Bing to the old province in Huangzhou for trial. It is suspected that it was in the year of Guihai. Drunk Penglai I was banished to Huangzhou. When I was three years old, I met Chongjiu, the prefect, at Qixia Tower. This year, the Duke will go to Qijun, Hunan, thinking about this, but he pretends to be right. word Laughter and labor give birth to a dream