The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I am looking forward to the white rabbit and want to count the autumnal equinox.
Festival moon
Su Shi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
In the Song Dynasty, Su Shi hoped that people would live a long life and be beautiful for thousands of miles.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better. Is it cold to swallow? Morning dew grass Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"
When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"
Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning
It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Take a boat for the Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhang Huangyan.
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune
I. Poems of Han and Wei Dynasties
1, the moon shines that night
The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, this mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
Step 2 Listen to Moon Poems
Listening to the moon is too clear, and listening to the moon by the building is the clearest.
Skyscrapers turn silently, and medicines jingle.
The music is wide and cold, and the axe is tinkling.
Occasionally, a fragrance blew away Chang 'e's laughter.
3. What is the bright moon?
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone?
Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
Step 4 complain about songs
Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.
Second, Tang and Song Poetry
Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
There is a bright moon in the sky tonight, and I wonder who will land in Qiu Si.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Night thoughts (Li Bai)
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Moonlit Night (Liu)
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Chang 'e (Li Shangyin)
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
The night of August 15th (Don Du Fu)
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon and thinking of a distant place (Zhang Jiuling)
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that there were no cicadas,
A hundred feet of water meets the sky.
Young woman Su E is hardy.
Frost war in the middle of the month.
There is a bosom under the autumn night and the moon (Meng Haoran)
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
On the night of August 15, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang)
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E is not without disappointment and hatred.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon (Lu Guimeng)
It is not enough to transfer to first frost, but it seems a good time to transfer to the later stage.
The curtain leans against the tree, and the feeling is infinite.
I like to listen to the sound of the sheng, and gradually watch the stars lose the south basket.
Who wants to reduce the first round and noon for the cooling power of the school?
Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th (Tang Pi Rixiu)
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-Autumn Festival to climb the stairs and look at the moon (fee)
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
Strong rice is too thin and narrow, and autumn is cool.
Do you know how difficult it is for children to remember their journey?
The exposed air enters the thatched cottage stream and makes a sound on the stone beach.
In the mountains, the night came, the moon came and the dawn came.
Third, ode to the moon
Su Shi's "Water Tune"
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Chen Bing got as drunk as a fiddler. He wrote this article and was pregnant with a son.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Su Shi's Xijiang Moon
In Huangzhou, I swim in the water at night in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk. Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that. The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass. It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Moon in autumn night
At first, we were together. Then call it. There's no reason to see Iraq again. In recent days, I unexpectedly want to eat a big meal again. In respect and leisure, I gathered my eyebrows and sighed. Arouse old worries.
"Returning to Dong for Mid-Autumn Festival" Tianxiang
Overlapping festivals along the river, painting boat ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? Once as picturesque as a mountain.
red wall
Travel. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
[Man Jianghong] Send Xin Qiji Song in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise. Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e, lonely and cold, do you have any worries? It should be Fahua.
Jade liquid is full, and Joan's cup is slippery. Dance with long sleeves, sing and swallow saliva. Nine times out of ten, it still needs grinding. It's so late to make a long circle, and human feelings may not see farewell. Put the past and hate together and return to it.
Rachel xiangyin
Can't stay. Time flies, but when Xie Lan is released, the flowers fade, but in an instant. Color clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile, which is a problem before inspection. On a romantic night, there are several traces of the past. Endure thinking and memory. This kind of retrospect is broken and eternal. When we reached Xiandao and Guiming Road, there was no news.
deep black
The waning moon is dim, the banquet is dim, and the return is light and cold. Back silver [into public], lonely hall at first sleep, heavy hug, drunk still silent. Don't leak it often, the previous joy is gone, only a pillow is left. Meditate, catch up with the old tour, and the scenery of Shenjing is like a brocade.
I want to throw fruit at my friend and have a farewell party. At that time, I was very drunk. The dance of life flies, and the songs and beads run through it. Before the banquet, it was full of fairy products, which was even more boring and crazy. More Xiangjiang, Phoenix, and Sleep. Hosta disorderly cross, let all Levin, this kind of fun.
Sauvignon Blanc (Beijing prostitute)
Draw drums and noisy streets, blue lights all over the city, and the first month shines in Yancheng. The night view of Qingdu Jiangque, the wind scatters silver arrows, dew? ソ鹁? . Streets crisscross. Go through Pingkangfeng and listen to the music slowly. Phoenix candle shines. There is no incense screen in that house.
For Luo Qi, I can vaguely recognize the old days, and the elegance has faded. Jiao Bo Ye Yan and Qiao Xiao still greeted each other on purpose. On the wall, it is difficult to write deeply and sincerely. I don't know, those famous officials have been arrested, and they have all been reduced in customs over the years.
king
Moon, moon, moon. Competition is still insufficient. Just like the young people in the bridal chamber, they will meet temporarily and leave as they used to.
The small building is on the threshold, which was last year's season. The clear sky is still there, and the night is always disgusting.
Quail day
Blow the residual smoke into the night wind. A bright moon hangs on the porch. Because the road is far away, people are still far away, and my heart is different.
Affectionate and considerate. Yun Lan went back to recognize without a trace. I should only be in the past. I love to keep Yuanyang in two places. Farewell to Li Ciong: "Germans walk in the sky, and the autumn moon is cold."
The setting sun shines on the small garden moss at first, and no one comes hand in hand in the winding path.
Where you spend your honeymoon, you will find a warm home in Huang Die.
If you don't fulfill the wish of the new moon, dare you think wildly?
The most fascinating thing is to tease each other and smile at people.
Disappointed, I wiped my tiredness in front of the lamp, and the dream residue pushed the pillow and fell asleep.
I feel sorry for the renovation of the autumn moon alone. Every time I complain about the spring breeze, I leave behind the old traces.
There are a few cries in Jingxi, and there are thousands of small gardens.
Scars are less than acacia, and they will be empty in about ten years.
A few fishing stars were reflected in the cave, and I woke up like a dream and was suspicious.
The wild water is left alone, and the red candle flies in the painting hall.
I have no intention to accompany Zen Zhong Wu, but I only know about the waning moon.
The tide is far away, the wind is colder, and the eyebrows are sad for a few lines of poetry.
Spring breeze asks who is there? Being drunk is half sorrow.
See you in the picture, the color is clear, and you are dreaming.
At first glance, I was surprised and happy, and I wanted to refuse and nodded.
It is better to be sexy and let him fight for his life.
The smoke is sinking, and the cold night in spring invades.
You see the shadow before the wind alone, and the birds that stay at night are still surprised by the moon and the forest.
Silent eyes become affectionate and have the mind to grasp the meaning? Frame?
Who made a mistake in Qing Dynasty? She only asked Qin.
The night clouds are ethereal and the moon is exquisite, and the flute is clear to the guests.
The lonely shadow leans against the fence like a goose, and the inclined bridge lies like a rainbow.
The evening light is deeply reflected in the green screen window, and the old account is hung low and red.
Xiao Su's waist is thin at the bottom, so she doesn't like to go when she comes.
The smoke in the kiosk is never heavy, but the bed is thin and cold.
Ling Fei called the moon back to the sea, and the girl blew her hair half into the forest.
What are you worried about? What are you thinking? Frame?
I am extremely thirsty, only picking autumn and not picking Qin.
The star room is quietly exposed, and the rivers and lakes are pillow fairies in autumn.
All sentient beings have a bright moon and a lonely shadow, and the prodigal son sleeps alone when he is idle.
In the end, the flowers will be reduced to less work, and the silk and bamboo will be sifted into middle age.
The vast future is like an ocean of sadness, and the news is that xi is whipping.
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.
The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.
There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.
When? When?
It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright. -Xu Zaisi
Decreasing laurel order
Nalanxingde ci
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The flower slave drum didn't stop, but after waking up, she saw the red dance. I couldn't bear to reply and cried a few lines in the breeze.
Don't look at the powder fragrance, only the moon fragrance is left. The moon at that time was also different, sad and clear.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.
The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep. Just last autumn, how to cry.
Linjiangxian
I made an appointment last night, Yancheng Yulu that night. A crescent moon and a few sparse stars. It's still late at night and people are still watching the lights.
Originally, Qu tang style shielded each other, which made people hate others. It is quiet outside. Several heartbroken places, wind-driven flower bells.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Reunion in the depths of the winding aperture, tears even to people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.
A person has slept for half his life, and the mountain pillow is covered with sunburn? Xi chun asked LUN Nd? Hey? What about the national emblem and thistle? Hey?
Once again (walking in autumn)
Sorrow marks are everywhere, no one can save them, and dew is wet. The stroll is small and desolate. Xiaoxiang still has the old moonlight.
The fickle feeling turned into sadness and fatigue, and the music was heartbreaking. The red lettering on the wall is blurred, remembering that the hand in front of the lamp is an Iraqi book.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. One night is like a ring, and the evening is a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
Qinyuanchun
Three days before Ding Si's Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hand and sobbing. Many words have been forgotten. However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year." I don't know why I got this, because I didn't write a poem, but I felt endowed after I felt it.
It's so unlucky that it's fleeting. How can you forget it when you are depressed? Remember to embroider the couch when you are free, and blow and rain; Carve a hole, bend a corner and lean against the sunset. Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears. The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore.
Find the blue sky again. Short hair is expected to have frost in the morning. It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt. If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday. Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records.
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
—— Fan Zhongyan
Water bag dance
Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
-Zhang Bi
(telegraph) transmitter
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't be a taste in your heart.
-Li Yu
Meet Huan
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
-Li Qingzhao
A cluster of plum blossoms
Spring comes in the snow, and cold plums adorn Qiongzhi. The face is half open and half charming, and the court jade person bathes in new makeup.
Nature may have done it on purpose, so the moon is taught exquisitely. * * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.
-Li Qingzhao
Yujiaao