Wanzi ancient poetry

Nan Kezi (Cao Xueqin)

Hanging the filaments in the air,

Just hanging down and winding silk.

It's hard to bind, it's hard to restrain,

East, west, north and south are separated.

I'm sorry to leave you,

Fly in. I know.

When warblers are worried about butterflies and tired at night,

Even next spring, see you the next year!

Gujing (Chen Tao)

Purple jade mirror toad word, fell to the ground for thousands of years. The hair box is cold,

Hanging on the platform, sunlight becomes water. There are some combs in the window of Haidushan, and everyone can see the flowers blooming and falling.

The wild old man once plowed the white star, and the fox crowed at night. Xia Guo's bronze has worn away,

Back to Luan, Chikage turned to bone. I will wait for the wind and rain, I am afraid that raspberry moss will erode the bright moon.

Gu Yan/Yu Jiexing (Cheng Gai)

The temple is rocking. Remember that day, dear. Who taught it easy to chase chickens, but lost the spring breeze. It's also a day, and people are haggard and flowers are sparse. Several nights come with the moon. Ask what it is, Chunshandou. You should only lock cicadas in the deep courtyard, but it's a waste of time. When is it for me, Brother Tiheng? Try to make it after dusk.

And Wei Chengqing passed on the Second Princess of Yiyang Mountain Pool (Du)

When the road becomes dangerous, the bridge will dock.

Yuquan becomes fragrant with wine, and stone pulp becomes fragrant with japonica.

The fog is weak and the wind is purple.

Do not go back to the pond.