This is not difficult for Hua Lanting, Lin Xianjing and Yi Liunian to answer.

These hundred flying flower orders are:

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains.

It rains all night in the mountains and there are hundreds of springs at the top of the trees.

The sound of the spring is swallowing the dangerous rocks, and the sun is cold and the green pine trees are covered with cold.

The pine wind blows and unties the belt, and the moon shines on the mountain to play the piano.

The sound of piano is everywhere in the room and the head of the bed is full of books.

The Japanese bun falls on his head and the bright moon beads in his ears.

The rich family smells of wine and meat, and there are bones that are frozen to death on the road.

Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names.

No matter how famous or written a book, the official should be old or sick.

Don’t say that women are not heroic creatures, and they roar on the wall of the dragon spring every night.

A singing zither with golden millet pillars, and a jade room with plain hands.

The front army fought in Taohebei at night and had reportedly captured Tuyuhun alive.

The soul comes to the maple forest green, and the soul returns to the pass to the black.

The black clouds are pressing against the city and are about to destroy it, and the armor light opens toward the sun and golden scales.

The man who opened the door did not arrive, so he went out to pick red lotus.

The rain gurgles outside the curtain, and the spring is gone.

Peach blossoms are all over the top, and the spring water of Shu River is swaying over the mountains.

The flowing water spreads to Xiaopu, and the sad wind passes through Dongting.

If you stop the boat and ask for a while, you may be a fellow villager.

When we meet, we drink our hearts, and we will beside weeping willows in the sky.

The edge of the courtyard is floating where you can see it, and there is nothing more about the vastness of the world.

There are three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus flowers.

The flowers are red and fade like the wishes of a man, and the water flows infinitely like sadness.

Prepare for firewood, three stars are in the sky.

The Dukes and Marquis of the World praised Zi's chin, while the couple in the country were still young.

The wine marks on the clothes and the words in the poem,

Every bit is always desolate.

It is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is difficult to find a lover.

The man came riding a bamboo horse and roamed the green plums around the bed.

No one saw the plum blossoms and bamboos, and the fragrance spread across the stone bridge overnight.

The bridge is beautiful in the east and west of the bridge, and people come and go to sing.

Every move is repeated, and you are separated from you.

The love of separation is blown by the flute, and it is blown through the chaos of Shandong.

The scenery in the East City gradually became beautiful, with wrinkles and ripples welcoming guests.

The front and rear mirrors of the flowers, and the flowers faces complement each other.

The green grass reflects the spring scenery of the steps, and the oriole is beautiful in the sky.

The sound is gone, the west wind is gone, and the Han family's tombs are in its invisibility.

But when I see my wife’s sorrow, I am so happy that I am so happy about poetry and books.

The strong wind falls dark red, and the green leaves turn into shade and branches.

The willows blow on the branches are less likely to blow, and there is no fragrant grass everywhere.

The grass is withered and the eagle's eyes are fast, and the horse's hooves are light when the snow is exhausted.

The green mountains cannot be covered, after all, they flow eastward.

Last year, today, people's faces and peach blossoms complement each other.

My desolation is not my desolation, but my desolation is gone and the desolation of the heavens is in a deserted feast.

When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms fall behind Qingming.

Tomorrow is separated by mountains and the world is in vain.

The vast river and the Han River are on the vast day and the evening is what to do.

It is appropriate for his son to return home.

There are no horses in the world, but it is rare to find nine squares among people.

Planting wheat in high fields will never grow ears.

So that all parents in the world will not be reborn as boys and daughters.

The girl has nothing to think about, and the girl has nothing to remember.

I remember the prosperous days of Kaiyuan, and the small town still has thousands of families.

It takes three days to burn jade to test it, and it takes seven years to identify the materials.

Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three rainy spots in front of the mountain.

The former body was a lotus picker, and there was a piece of water in the pond in front of the door.

The water is shimmering and beautiful when it is sunny, and the mountains are misty and strange when it is raining.

It is common to find it in the house of King Qi, and it has been heard several times before Cui Jiutang.

I heard that you have two intentions, so I came to make a decision.

There is a thatched trench in the top, and it goes up thirty miles.

Li Du’s article is here, and the flames are long.

The long wind sends autumn geese to thousands of miles, and you can enjoy a tall building.

The boat snows at night in Guazhou ferry, and the iron horse is blowing in autumn.

The doves are singing in the river island.

Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the whole world returned to his heart.

The heart is like a double silk mesh, with thousands of knots in it.

I have a wife who is married, but the bed is not warm.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

The frost falls and the bear rises and the trees rise, and the deer drinks the stream in the sky.

Going to Lianhua Mountain west, you will see stars from afar.

The stars sink to the bottom of the sea and see them when the window is seen, and the rain crosses the river and looks across the seat.

Looking at the flowers, I was filled with tears, and I didn’t share the words of the King of Chu.

When I enter Huanghua River, I always chase the clear stream.

The water falls on the fishing beams shallowly, and the sky is cold and the dream is deep.

If you are kind to the enemy, you will always underestimate the enemy, and you will never be able to escape the siege.

Only the Yangtze River flows eastward silently.

If you can't keep someone, you will go away with the orchid boat.

On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.

When we move out of the fields during the day, we will harvest numbness at night, and the children of the village are in charge.

My family lives in the Hanyuan city, and my heart follows the bright moon to the Hutian.

The weather and human affairs are urging each other day, and the winter solstice is full of yang and spring is coming again.

It is empty words that go away, and the moon slants upstairs are five o'clock.

The Central Army set up wine and drinks to the guests, with Huqin, Pipa and Qiang flute.

I heard the willows in the flute, but I had never seen the spring scenery.

Seeing the red mountains and the forests are dyed.

The willow smoke is thick, and the plum flute is full of resentment, and the spring is known.
To be continued...