The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to?
Precautions:
1, which was originally a Tang tune. According to legend, Xuanzong avoided An Lushan and entered Shu. It rained for days and the plank road rang. I wrote this song in memory of Yang Guifei, and later Liu Yong used it as a tune. Also known as "the sound of rain slowly rings". Up and down, 103, rhymes. This word is selected from Song Ci, and Rain Bell is also called Rain Bell. This word was written when he left the capital Bianjing (now Kaifeng, Henan Province) to express his inseparable feelings with his lover.
2. For the pavilion night: facing the pavilion, it is in the evening.
3, shower: shower.
4. Drinking from house to house: Set up a tent outside Kyoto and hold a farewell dinner. Not in the mood; No mood, listless.
5. Fang Huaigu: One is "Fang stays where he is."
6. Lanzhou: According to the records of Foreign Objects, Luban once carved a magnolia tree into a boat. Later used as a good name for ships.
7, SOB: grief suffocation, speechless. It's "moistening the throat"
8.Go: I repeat, it is the distance of the trip.
9. Dusk: Clouds in the evening.
10, heavy: profound appearance.
1 1, Chutian: Nantian. In ancient times, the lower reaches of the Yangtze River belonged to the State of Chu, so it was called.
12, Clear Autumn Festival: bleak autumn.
13, year: one year or many years later, which means year after year.
14, myriad amorous feelings: describe endless love and acacia, amorous feelings: affection.
15, no mood: no mind, no mood.
16, cicada: a kind of cicada, also known as tiáo o.
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After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. After a long time, (people who love each other are no longer together,) I estimate that even if there is good weather and good scenery, it will be the same as nothing. Even if there is full affection, who will tell? !
Qiu Chan cried very sadly and went to Shili Farewell Pavilion. As soon as the heavy rain stopped, the sky was full of heavy twilight. There is a farewell bill outside the city, and I have no intention of drinking. Unable to bear to say goodbye, the boatman untied the cable and hurried him. Hand in hand, eyes relative to tears. The words in my heart are very long. At this time, I have nothing to say. Look southwest. Thousands of miles away in Jingchu, the water waves are misty and the twilight is boundless.
Throughout the ages, many lovers are always sad when they leave. Who can bear, in this bleak autumn, a pair of lovers broke up alive! Where will the ship stop when I wake up tonight? Presumably, the autumn wind at dawn is chilly, the willows on the shore are rustling, and the waning moon on the horizon is bent like a hook. This trip has been wandering for many years, and even if there are beautiful scenery every day, I have no intention of enjoying it. Even if it is, tenderness and sweetness are at hand. Who can and who can give up their hearts?