Author: Cao Pi
Works: Yan Geling
The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cold.
The vegetation was shaken and exposed to frost.
The geese resigned and returned to the south of the country.
It hurts to think of the monarch.
I miss my hometown,
Why did you send it after staying for a long time?
A concubine was guarding her room alone,
I dare not forget when I am worried about you.
I don't think my clothes are crying.
Help the piano to sing strings and send them to Qing merchants.
Short songs cannot be long.
The moon shines on my bed,
The stars are cold and flowing west, and the night is still young.
Penny and Weaver shook their heels and watched.
Why restrict the river beam?
Note: China's first neat seven-character poem.