Poetry appreciation of ruihexian
Leaves, autumn wind broken, more drizzle, a river of light clouds.
Lidong and who about, to see the return of Hongyuan shadow, Du Pujiang Pavilion.
Time goes by, spring and autumn, why see through?
Not lonely, but spread paper and pen, and wine sit side by side.
Do not ask the flowers bloom, splash ink graffiti, the cold did not feel.
Pen fat, weak, easy to fill words, rhyme difficult to learn.
Any road is rough, hammer words refining sentences, don't worry about fame and wealth how to trust.
Don't laugh at me, just enjoy yourself.