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Nalan Hui is like a Taoist ： Brush your clothes · Gorgeous and lonely
Li CI Zhang , I once sang the song of the mist . Sing the wind and the moon , Just send your thoughts to the palace merchants . The string is singing everywhere , Song on the water side . Brush your clothes . Apricot blossom day 、 Gorgeous and sad .
What happened in the south of the city , It's short 、 Don't be far away . Who is willful , You can't be too much of an affectation . The snow and frost are green , Rain and dew wet sorghum . Why not . Thank you so much 、 Gentle to the flowing Cup .
Zhang Chengyu said ： Brush your clothes · In the Spring Moon
At the beginning of the month , Five claustrophobia, five separation . On the West floor , A window is clear and half covered with moss . It's five o'clock and three o'clock , Red and white . Lower order . Don't take pity on me 、 Who broke the purple gold hairpin .
Leisurely fall , There's half of it , There is no limit . Thousands of miles away 、 Dream of yellow sorghum and drunk green locust . The distant mountains slant into the willows , Yejing back to Taiwan . You can cut it . Let's take LiuNian as an example 、 Leave it to the oblivious .
Elegant road ：
1, Brush your clothes . Ode to Mount Tai
Up to the top , The sky is rising in the sky . In the sea of clouds , Have you ever been a god of light and shadow . Only respect the five great mountains , Smart is better than smart . Bixiaxuan . Lu banju , Fang Cun lives in an .
Green pine , It's an eternal reputation , Confer power on . Wind and waterfall , Purple cloud ring on the top of Jade Emperor . Shi Lai Fei Bu Qu , The sky is full of candle and smoke . Sages and sages . Taishansheng , Only you Jiuzhou complex .
2, Brush your clothes . The past is like smoke
Alone on the fence , And think about the world of floating ？ Remember no , Half angry, half laughing, half epileptic . Love is out of control , Love and love . I'm crazy . Haishi Alliance , Looking back over the years .
Now I have a little memory , Lonely heart , Don't be sad . Knowing advance and retreat , Don't worry about the first dream . My heart is tied up in youth , No doubt, no trouble . A thousand things . Ask the world of mortals , Where to feel sad ！
By the way, Lin Zhong ： Brush your clothes • Late spring （ New rhyme ）
It's sunny in late spring , In the morning, the rising sun and the flowing warbler . Flowers are not enough , Lu Longling is deep in green and red . Cliff flying waterfall , Withered leaves sweep the Pavilion . A bamboo cross . If the flute blows 、 Yunke travels around the mountain .
every year , April again 、 I'm not old enough . I'm afraid , I'm afraid of the wind . The shade of the trees is dark , The grass is dyed green . A hundred monks . Before Murphy 、 There's a bell at home .
Hungry brain ： Brush your clothes • Flowers are full of tea
It's flattering , A few dances of falling flowers . Three or two , Pick up the fragrance and add a cup to make new tea . Chang Daozi has a good face , Only then can we know the charm of Qi . Don't worry , A cup of 、 To the end of the world .
Only stay lonely , The sun and the moon 、 Drink sand . Like a dream , Exchange between the cold and the hot for the rosy clouds . No need to hurt the past , There's no need to sigh about time . Warm sun slants , Drunk now 、 I am an immortal .
Zhu yindao ： Brush your clothes - I like roses
I like roses . Jinping pile on the wild hillside . Here comes the bee , I'll go back several times ？ The butterfly is dancing , The warbler sings and sings . The bamboo fence hangs down . A branch 、 Red powder around the lintel .
It's coming to Mengxia , Wake up in the afternoon 、 Open the window curtain . Only then can we see , Late spring and March . Sighing flower people are empty and thin , Look at the foliage trees . Show your eyebrows . Look back 、 It's all thorn roses .
Dry road all day long ： Brush your clothes · On Poetry
On Poetry , In the chapter of fengyasong . Folk songs are good , Four words form a monument . Qu Yuan and Song Yu , Li Sao and Chu Ci . World treasures . Romance 、 Open the door of Yuefu .
Three CAOS and seven sons , Five character sentence 、 Flag . Landscape school , I'd like to return to Wuliu garden . The two giants of the prosperous Tang Dynasty , The two Song dynasties are quite strange . Don't doubt it . So far 、 When you are drunk, you forget your plan .
（ Yan Shuzheng, ge ）
A brave man is a fool ： Brush your clothes • Idiot （ This poem body ）
Warm spring , There are thousands of flowers and hundreds of beauties . It's all gone , Hanlin Wenhai is enjoying the sound of the waves . The boundless immortals come to the top , All over the screen . Sing to the sky . Comfort the original heart , Constant writing, wind blowing .
Green silk and white hair , Dancing ink 、 Ploughing in the bitter cold . Day and night , I'm in love with you . Eulogize the sunny butterfly , Happy rain neon . A star . Drunk every year 、 Qing is willing to exchange for withered glory .
It's for you ：【 Brush your clothes 】 Listen to the rain in the rain lane
The early rain bell . Deep in the lane, the umbrella supports . Wandering for a long time , Looking at the window lattice with some melancholy . A deep lane , Half curtain shadow lamp . The night is dim . A piano 、 Who sings, who listens .
The shadow of a red candle , Miss each other 、 By the window . Look at the rain at night , There will be laughter in the song . Clouds cover the moon , It's sunny after rain . Once upon a time . Brush your clothes 、 The sound of plucking the piano with a slender hand .
Yuzi said ： Brush your clothes Pipa girl
Drunk fairy family , The night wind, the bamboo, the flower in front of the mirror . Beautiful spring sleeves , The sound of water, the cloud and the green yarn . Cold light floating shadows , Soft hair reflects Zhu Xia . It's Fanghua . One voice 、 Xiangnian into Pipa .
Qinghuan is perishable , The cup is not full 、 Tears boast . I'm very shy , Suddenly the Tibetan song language to jackdaw . Lonely cry on the lonely road , Xuanyu falls to the end of the world . It's still in my mind . Look at qiongchen 、 The frog in the unreal well .
That is, Xi Dao ： Brush your clothes • In the eye
When I was young , I have also recited new words of Yuefu . Always look in the mirror , I always hate green silk . Keep your hair on purpose , I have a moustache on purpose . Self deception . Two slanting eyebrows 、 He is arrogant and unruly .
Over the years , Frost on the temples 、 Belly wide clothes . I can't keep it , The night cold urges the dawn to sing the yellow chicken . Hanlian wuhaoshou , Fat jade covered with tangerine peel . Play a boy . A pair of eyes 、 Hiding the ripples of time .
Ye Zidao ： Brush your clothes • Enjoy the spring
Mu Chunhui , Willows and willows are all over the dike . He Qili , Brocade flower clusters, low pressure branches . Huifengshu plants , The drizzle is fragrant . The swallow flies sideways . It's morning 、 Floating leaf lotus pool .
Come and go , Xiangjingli , The shadows are uneven . Ying Qiaoxiao , Beautiful girl's appearance is adorned with fresh clothes . Yingge is a kind old man , Butterfly dance, children chasing . King ho hee . Enjoy yourself 、 A poem is a poem .
Yijiang road ： Brush your clothes • Drunk spring
Brush your clothes , Who shakes the willow silk . Spring is all over the place , The morning sun dances on the fence . Flying with the wind , It blooms yellow in the sun . Far away . It's layers 、 Joan's shadow is everywhere .
Life is easy to grow old , Days old , I'm old . Don't put that , Yichun failed to live up to the good times . The body and mind are separated from the documents , Poetry and wine into the article . Look at the ordinary . Take advantage of the prosperity , Why not get drunk .
The creek ： Brush your clothes • Chinese rose
Brush your clothes , Xiangfeng with dew red makeup . I don't know , Pink cheeks, green temples, jade skin cool . Looking back at yingshenxiu , Exhale to the bone . Ren Wuchang . Yes, four o'clock 、 Add to the house .
Dongjunxinbu , I'm sorry , I grow in spring . Not to compete with , Different plum and different chrysanthemum are pure and crazy . Welcome the cold and listen to the rain at night , The snow fell on the west window . Yangheguang . Look at LiuNian 、 Mingmie a tenderness .
Old tree road ： Brush your clothes · Spring will be far away
Enjoy your beauty , Peony and red medicine love Chunxi . Where the flowers bloom , Beautiful men and beautiful women love each other . The tea flowers vie with each other , Summer leaves hang sorrowful silk . Set up the ladder , Dare to climb 、 Fly in the clouds of fire .
Off season of life , Don't sigh 、 Yangshenyi . A light step , Catching cicadas and chasing butterflies is a naughty old man . The smoke of the night , The withered branches of the tree . In memory of peacetime . I love spring most 、 Write new poems with a pen .
Shuding said ：【 Brush your clothes 】 Backyard leeks
Beautiful people , I want to compete with LAN Hui . See you for the first time , I'm lazy and timid . Morning dew on the skirt , It's sunny in the evening . Qiao Qingqing . Zi Yu Gui 、 Make up is just the right age .
Now willful , It's like that 、 Servant Gong Ying . Bean Valley , There is no peace in the countryside . From the weeds , Raiding the land to make a surprise . Love becomes hate . Scissors fly 、 Don't blame me for being ruthless .
Akimura lotus path ： Brush your clothes • Spring
It's like a cloud , Half fog, half dust . Red and green , A cage of good dreams, a cage of true . Lin Hua's words are beautiful , The rose grows late . Fall colorful . A lot of 、 Rose skirt dyed with fragrant petals .
Silver bridge hanging on the moon , It's early summer 、 Aromatic alcohol . A thousand warblers , I'm tired of looking for traces through trees . Never spring wanton , Waiting for summer again . Ask Dong Jun . Why not 、 Light twirling and slow twirling are exciting ？
Canglang snow road ： Brush your clothes
Brush your clothes , Falling flowers, clouds and shadows grow by the river . At the end of spring , Wanchong mountain locks the setting sun . Water never grows old , The weeds turned yellow last year . It's still fragrant . It's strings , Stir up a hundred layers of fragrance .
Something old , Slow down , Gradually filling the cup . Look at the moment , The city is full of glory . The heart is not stagnant , A poem in a small place . Laughter is impermanent . Drunk and awake , It doesn't matter if it's clear and turbid .
Red stove drunk meteor road ： Brush your clothes • The rain is drizzling
The rain is drizzling , All the flowers are floating in the spring . Difficult question , I'm jealous of Hongjiao ？ It's still sad to leave , Days of tears ？ Too boring . Blame that 、 Adjust the handle privately ？
Standing in the wind for a long time , It's a mess 、 It's just that . Mountains and mountains , The green manure covers the empty eyes . See the cherry swallows , Silhouetted banana . Throw people away . It's a feeling 、 We have to pay for .
At the beginning of Ziqi's life ： After ten years of brushing neon clothes, the window still falls
Talk about spring , Ten years is still falling window . Love lanhui , And I'll take care of it . To the nightingale , No words to send nianfang . The sound of the flute . The screen is on 、 The sun is setting outside the mountain .
Pear flower light shadow , It's like snow 、 Take off your first make-up . Fragrance in my face , The wind dances on the shore and blows the rainbow clothes . It's a flower affair , Plain brushwork is long . The moon is flowing . Gas is like smoke 、 The way of heaven is ordinary .
Qingfeng road ： Brush your clothes Dream of butterflies （ New rhyme ）
Think that year , When the moon first appears, the shadows are connected . With rhyme , Taste tea and write poems together . The gentleman is elegant , Pretty girls are beautiful and sweet . Good marriage , Like a fairy , Fortune is around us .
Life changes , It's easy to break up 、 It's hard to meet . Fate is all , The wild goose flies to the south, the shadow is lonely . Butterflies fly in dreams , Caifeng drunken flower room . And lingering . Tell me goodbye , Love is like before .
Said ace ： Brush your clothes . Learn to fill in words
Don't hesitate , The Jiuzhou Group is melodious . Chanting Qingqu , I'd like to warm my heart . The comments are honest , It's a long argument . Brush your clothes , It's like a flower 、 A deep understanding of sadness .
Take a drink , With Philosophy , Compose a poem . Love , In my dream, I chant the fragrance of the house . Xiao Sun is very happy , I'm confused about loving my daughter . See the setting sun . A gentle breeze 、 New ink makes the book smell .
attach ： The poems are interesting
Zhu yindao ： Wild leek song ( Parallel order )
Shiyou Shuding , I live in Canada . We should arrange the work of the group leader , Cast a song 《 Brush your clothes - There are leeks in the back court 》. Friends feel chic 、 Funny . I'm confused , It's suspected that the leeks are scattered everywhere , Even crazy invasion . Ask about it , We know that leeks are too long to cut , Let it blossom and seed with the wind , Then it came to tu'ao, where the stone cracks grew wildly , The garden is full of . I'd like to send you a picture , It's not wise to testify . Yu Duzhi , A lot of feelings , do 《 Wild leek song 》 Make fun of , Play ear .
Old Du Ge, rain at night , Spring leek is born .
The master didn't cut it , Then the sun and the moon .
Flowers bloom in jade dew , The seeds shake the autumn wind .
Winter solstice has winter dream , Spring comes to life .
The world is far away , Why don't you let me go ？
Today the nun is a nun , Sister en calls uncle Ding .
Far away and North America , A new journey .
Jade leek poem fairy , Jin lanhui is in love .
Jiangzhu is not dead , Irrigation has Shenying .
Now I'm going to , Lazy sister Ken Yucheng .
It will be reported in the future , I'll present my words to the back court .
A song to brush the neon clothes , It's amazing .
Praise me for being beautiful . LAN Hui is better than Ping ting .
I saw you at first , I'm scared .
Morning dew on the skirt , It's sunny in the evening .
Love me pretty . Make up is just the right age .
Who knows, suddenly change color , Love turns into hate .
Hand in hand , Call me Pugongying .
Said I cheated bean valley , Make the countryside restless .
Hate me from the weeds , Blame me for plundering the land .
And scissors fly ： Don't blame me for being ruthless .
Oh, boos and sighs ！
Fortunately, I came to Jiuzhou city , Indignation excites people's feelings .
Pity me for being timid 、 Qiao Qingqing ;
Look at my skirt with morning dew , It's sunny in the evening .
Remember my son back , Make up is just the right age .
Who's talking , It's a dream .
Get up and brush the neon clothes , Looking back ： By the fence , An old man under bamboo hiding .
Ladies and gentlemen , This is the end of this issue . What if you want to know what happened , Let's hear the decomposition next time ！