A poem gilded in goldThe following are some poems that contain the word "gilded":
- Like a Dream. Gilded Time (1):"Gilded gingko in autumn, gilded water mirror in sunset. Memories in the late autumn, years of golden old dreams. Butterfly Shadow, Butterfly Shadow, dance the Rainbow Drunk."
- Like a Dream. Gilded Time (2):"Golden Lake of Gingko, recalling the sadness of the past. That month and that day, it was time to part ways. Like a dream, like a dream, singing about the past."
- Like a Dream. The golden years (3):"The gingko frost wind blows, and the yellow leaves fall like butterflies. Walking up the small stone bridge, the lake was filled with gold. Sit still, sit still, the wild goose word is lonely in the sky."
- Like a Dream. The west wind dances on the branches, and the autumn light shines on the leaves. The golden leaves of gingko leaves make the heart of poetry fall. Who knows, who knows? Tell Butterfly."
- "Old and Gilded, Rubbing the Sunset":"The leaves scatter and the wind blows through the small courtyard. The frost and evening mist enter the window to cool down. When the withered lotus broke its neck, it turned over its face, and the long waist of the broken bamboo rose naturally. Fragrant grass smoke clouds give birth to colored pen, red dust grind ink light vicissitudes. Why bother to give me a misty couch? This old man is gilded with gold and basks in the setting sun."
- [Qingpingle·Walking with Heroic Gilded Gold](Original Ancient Rhyme and Rhythm Ci)
- "Long Wind Dan Qi Wei, dawn purple clouds burning." The Mirage Sea was filled with gold, and the Yingzhou Cauldron was boiling. Floating traces of clouds and rivers are wide, and the guest stars are far away. At noon on a sunny day, the dust settled into solitude.
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Birds stay by the pool, the whole poem"Li Ning's Secluded Residence"
I live alone with my neighbors, and I walk through the grass into the wild garden.
The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon.
Crossing the bridge, the color of the wilderness is divided, and the moving stone shakes the roots of the clouds.
I left for a while and came back here. I didn't live up to my promise.
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