Nalan Huiruo: Ran Ran Cloud
① Fluttering and flying flowers (word forest)
If the dream floats, the snow soul will ring. Romantic poet, Yu. In the clouds, three points are soft.
But I know that there are still old grievances.
Show your flute and brush your petals. Lovely person, plucking the strings, misty eyes. Quiet to the screen, down and out is nothing more than palpitations.
I'm afraid I'm worried
(2) Elegance of leaves (new rhyme)
Turn off the lamp for a month. The heart of poetry. Sorrow and joy come to an end.
Drink rhyme and dye snow.
Your elegant words are gone. Recite articles and cross China and the West. I like my hometown for a long time.
Classic inheritance.
A brave man turned to a fool: Ran Ran Claude? Chinoiserie
Xue Ruihong Xiang's ode to spring dance. Chinese style, Yu. Traveling around the sun and the moon keeps the world away from books. Wing of Zhuang, golden dragon and fire tree.
Zhao outdoor incense lingyun step. Shi and Na Xin spit out this old story. Today, we are United with the whole world and hundreds of millions of people. Laugh and drink the shower from the west.
Yu Zi: Ran Ran Cloud.
The moon is full of frost. Living in Western jackdaw in the west, broken crows all over the world. On the foothills, there are still green graves that mourn the past. Don't sigh there and fight for the dragon and tiger.
Everywhere is singing and dancing. There are many roads and several similar tours. Lonely at night, watching the floating life come and go. Whitehead listens to gossip.
Ji Yang Yu Yi: Ran Ran Cloud? Dancing wheat straw is still blooming.
It's very cold in the river, and the sun sets very late. Smoke from the kitchen chimney and magpies returned to the west bank. Looking up, thousands of miles away. In the moonlight, the wind is cold.
Cross the bridge in spring. Stone steps pavilion, soft melody. Emotion is moving and dancing, and Fang Fei is still blooming. The old man is still young.
Misty rain puzzled: Ran Ran Cloud. Untitled
The year of reading classics is endowed with words. Deep thoughts, full of thoughts. I want to keep my voice down. Want to stop, obsession can come true?
Meet the place where I write home. Be grateful and speak across the screen. Group work, good friends and tutors help each other. Poetry is lyrical and elegant.
Long Fu: Ran Ran Cloud.
Yuchun red tea restaurant. Make a cup and make it warm as ever. Who has been stubborn about the willows and spring scenery outside the window? Only, sink with the wind.
Tao flew out of cool thin. Close at hand, far away. More than a moment, several times the prosperity and extravagance. Regret is hard to grasp.
Canglang Snow: Ran Ran Cloud
It's never too late to drink green hills. Ren, full of flags on the east coast. Listen to Yu Di, the peach blossoms are drifting away. On second thought, kawakaze is unbreakable.
White clouds stir people's hearts. Forget life, the wine is thick and the moon is shallow. Help drunk, dazzling. Half a tree is full of spring flowers.
Roy: Fantasy Cloud (title picture)
Bai Rushuang, flowers are scattered into flowers. Gentle and graceful, nine days of happiness. Chasing dreams, the wind is drunk. In recent months, I have spread my wings.
It is impossible to cut through the sky. Cover up the afterglow and diffuse into tears. There is no fixed number, how to resist the strong wind. Du Jie is closely related to fate.
Lielie: Ran Ran Cloud. Xue Mei.
After the rain, the mountains are empty and the years are old. Climbing onto the platform is like smelling plum blossoms. Proud and lonely. I hope the snow will fall and the forest will be completely dyed.
There is a kiss of snow, and Mei is far away. Jade heart hidden, lasting one year of Spring Festival. Buds and secret flowers are often suggested. Don't be afraid of the messy west wind.
A Lotus: Ran Ran Cloud (New Rhyme)
A pair of long poles are lighter, the stream is clear and the waves splash. Cloud Ran Ran was shaken by the waves again. At first glance, Chunshan is far away.
The east wind blew all night again. Looking at the Milky Way, the treasure is shining.
Stay away from the moon, drink for life. Out of the window, Man Chun.
Love also: Ran Ran clouds and spring and beautiful dreams.
Dream of spring and sunshine. Want to listen to music, flowers intoxicated. Surprised, dumb smile, winter cold is still precious. Don't wake up, mind the five flavors.
The charm of the New Year in the Year of the Tiger. Yesterday, Chang 'an, feasting, sleepless. Today, health and success are better than getting rid of the epidemic. Willow is ready for the east wind.
Huang Ming: Ran Ran Cloud? The legendary place where immortals live.
I jump words in the micro group. As plain as asking Su for Li. Under the window, meet the screen confidant. Good melody, from the heart.
Singing and melting love are all beautiful. Embedding words and your taste. Rhyme actually enchants beautiful people. The notes are flying day and night.
Arrow of Sorrow: Ran Ran Cloud. Clouds in my hometown.
I stayed away from you from the beginning. Do you know how many times you dream? Heart, and Qianshan deep conflict. I'm scared. This is a difficult trip to the earth.
The old house should be at your station. Talk to the wind and do less. The cold year has passed, or we can meet again in front of the mountain. Whisper again.
Lin Zhongshun: Ran Ran Cloud? Wang Xiang (Yun Xin)
I always think of it when I'm away from home for a long time. Dusk is the most difficult to calm down. Looking at the bright moon, who will frost the temples? Sighing and falling shadows, Chang 'e dancing and escaping.
Don't dream of WU GANG. On round vacancy and calendar. The year is approaching, and the wax wine is fragrant and cooked. The drunkard bought a spring breeze.
Roses are fragrant: Ran Ran Cloud. The winter wind blows on plums.
The cold wind blew through Meiyuan last night. Joan jade flies and flies all over the sky. Snow dreams are accompanied by crazy branches. There are many kinds and customs.
Looking forward to you with a smile and shame. Run red makeup to fulfill your long-cherished wish. Look in the mirror and stare at the temple. A thread of love is hard to break.
Autumn is gloomy: Yunnan and Guizhou in Ran Ran.
It's too early for the rain to hit the banana. Look at sweet-scented osmanthus, and steal beauty by lighting branches. Jiao Leng Yan only likes late autumn. Xiao Lu is heavy and hanling is more elegant.
It's not just the smell around the window. Ask Chang 'e, old feelings are hard to express. Idle flowers, want to borrow Fanggen to grow old. Can't beat infatuation.
Huang Ming: Ran Ran Cloud? Brush, ink stick, paper and inkstone
one of
Beauty never comes from me. People are very close and don't need to talk. My heart is full of love and my sleeves are full. More willing, acacia is thin.
Through the ages, you can dig. The universe is dim in ancient and modern times. Let it be, history is out of date. Friends of writers.
The second ink
Black gold body breaks through the world. In clear water, your value doubles. Draw a picture between the pen and the sleeve. In other words, poetry is dominant.
You wrote the thesis stage. Count it once, Song Wall, Tangwa. Thousands of years, the years span naturally. The charm swayed for a long night.
The third paper
Thin slices talk about clouds and dreams. Body in white, bad guys compete for favor. A hero who writes a book can also be praised for thousands of years. More control, joys and sorrows.
Memory and Jun embrace each other the most. It's hard to understand when writing. From the end of the pen, every word is well written. Lonely hearts embrace each other.
Si Qi inkstone
Shallow, deep and easy to fill. Not an ocean, but it can be infinite. A square inch, lift it and flick it to pieces. Pen and ink, paper and inkstone, warmth.
Get into tall buildings and disabled people's homes. Old time and space, cursive seal script. In the new era, selfless companionship in painting. * * * Plastic starry sky.
There is clear snow in the western hills: Ran Ran Mei Yun did it.
Snow falls, ice hangs, and the north wind hangs grass. Look at Xiang Mei and a strange branch. The wind has changed, and it depends on the spring for fame. I sneered comfortably in the bushes.
No need for pity. Be sincere, don't do this. Spring does not dispute, only the knowledge of spring. Despise opportunism!
Grass: Ran Ran Cloud Yukime
Snow, clear sky, Wan Li. The wind is dancing in the clouds and the sky is lingering. Kethleen is broken and melted into silver.
Look around, new green grass.
I can see birds whispering in the branches. Like a whisper, more like a smile. Here comes the squirrel, jumping among the trees.
But praise plum blossom for its originality.
Old Tree: Yunyunling, Ran Ran
Like the sea, like yarn, it moves and becomes quiet. Early red and late apricot. Thunder and lightning exploded, roaring and turning the magic shadow. The mountain floated after the shower.
The paths of Caiyunling crisscross. Think of that year and go straight to the summit. Liao Suxi, full of drink and flowing in summer to get rid of illness. Drunk pillow in the sunset.
Your Wind Tunnel: Ran Ran Cloud
Laugh at the prosperity as if it were yesterday. Stay when you come, get rid of the mystery and try to catch the clouds. But what you get is cold and thin.
You rarely get confused, do you? Like a breeze, like a floating crane. Fame and fortune are like epiphyllum. Enjoy chasing green hills.
Bright Moon in Spring City —— Random Thoughts on Ran Ran's Cloud Disease
Leng Yue's silver shines through the veil. When you are sick, the ink marks are light and shallow. Who is asleep? When you miss the past, Yuanyang rolls up. On the bank of green willows, idle clouds are lazy.
Snow fell on the secluded window, reflecting Chun Yan. How much sadness and tenderness? Double butterfly dance, tears and peach blossoms. A new word, clear and graceful.
Cold City: Ran Ran Cloud? What is in the besieged city?
The girl's hair is tied in a bun. Yao in the mirror, Diane is shy. With a whip, the sound of hooves flew into the distance. Get drunk, idle clouds.
Charming rouge is long gone. Love flowers, red petals? Laugh together and finish the siege! Why are you afraid of tearing your face with an air knife?
Mu Yijun: Ran Ran Yun-Xu You
So, the paper is full of dust. Talking and laughing, the river of no return. Look back and think about how much time you wasted.
Look up, Cangshan sunset.
Time flies. I hate the fleeting time, and the frost on my temples disappears. Listening to the rain, leaning alone in the cold depths.
Wandering a few times.
Tibetan Bamboo: Ran Ran Cloud-Winter Dusk
After the annual rings, it is winter dusk. Looking for spring, straight ring road. In my soul dream, Mei only vomited in Jiangnan. Dancing in the snow in northern Shuozhou.
Old pine trees will get cold at the end of the year. The invasion of frost is as far as fog. In this world, a lot of efforts have been made. Tao is like heaven's help, muddy like heaven's help.
Autumn Marsh: Prospect of Cloud New Year's Eve in Ran Ran
Pink and purple make up the Spring Festival Evening. Fireworks are brightly colored. Beautiful flowers and colorful spring scenery spread. That's it, a beautiful wish.
Every year is accompanied by heart. The epidemic has invaded and the situation continues. On New Year's Eve, * * * looks forward to peace. Everything is peaceful and happy.
Leaf: Ran Ran Cloud? Don't be embarrassed.
Alleys extend on the distant road. Disappointed separation, several comments. The red umbrella is far away, and the old house is faint with smoke. Tears flowed, rain and fog.
I sorted out a thousand things the other day. Wine feast, avoid words painstakingly. Under the moon, hold hands and pay attention. How deep is the wind and flowers in spring?
Shen Jian: Ran Ran Cloud? Self-cultivation in reading
The water is vast and the sky is high. Read widely and practice hard. Pro-six arts, kindness and kindness. The legacy of Confucius and Mencius and the former teacher.
Reading and cultivating the mind have a far-reaching impact. Next to the halal, carefully cut 1. In addition to doubt, Yuan Geng asked Yu Qiao. Visit Hanlin House.
Elegance:
Mei Yunranran 1
Thin and fragrant, with flying snow. Winter fragrant jade branch wind. Self-confidence, give the world a clear and unique. Silence, speaking out of turn elegant.
Look at the exquisite moon on the ice wheel. Can you choose to worship the immortal heart? The spring is chilly and the bamboo language is loose and beautiful. Waiting for the docking of spring.
2. Ran Ran Yun Lan
Deep valleys are good branches. The weather is warm and sunny, and butterflies are flying around. Living in a quiet place, I would rather time is beautiful. Tucao Yurui, don't say handsome.
Clear posture, self-possession of ice on the outside. Dirty but not touching, fragrant but not fragrant. Elegant, elegant, orchid, fairy grass. To comfort the impetuous world of mortals.
Xiaoyao Taiji: Ran Ran Cloud? Taohua outside the temple
Peach blossoms outside the temple laugh at the spring rain. The wild path is crooked and gradually shrouded in clouds. The faint eyes, the grass color follow the idle footsteps. In a flash, the clothes were stained with dew.
Banpo Xiuzhu dances in the wind. Violent smoke makes people late. The mountains are rich in meaning, and the red dust is separated. Stay in an empty door.
Free and unfettered in the clouds: Ran Ran Cloud
The snowy wind leans against the bamboo forest. Embrace each other and wintersweet blooms. Towards * * * dusk, smile proudly on Wan Qing's shoulder. Qushui Jian, Xinyou crossing the river.
But it is colorful and drifting away. Play songs of praise, flutes and flutes. The wind scattered the shadows, and Chen Bo was full of frequent exhortations. Don't teach Fanghua a mess.
Poetry Crane: Ran Ran Clouds ~ Dusk Snow
The snow at dusk floats into the dust bath, like Ran Ran, falling pear and cherry catkins. Once resentment, no snow, no ice, no desire, but fantasy, beautiful and beautiful.
Singing like a goddess, dancing clearly, can you make up the fairy feather? Laugh at me, don't be negative about the gods, go with Han Mei.
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