I went to autumn in March and May, and I still shine in this autumn.
Today, orchids and grasses will grow in spring, and then they will be fragrant in spring.
Sadly, human nature is different. Once you are grateful, you will die forever.
Because the curtain screen was destroyed, the curtain mat was more open.
Dust covers an empty seat, while solitary account covers an empty bed.
Everything is endless, but it hurts the survivors.
2. Song Sushi's "Jiangchengzi"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
3. Five Dynasties Li Yu's "Langtaosha Order"
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
It is expected that every year there will be heartbroken, moonlit and short matsuoka.
4. In the Southern Dynasties, Jiang Yan wrote poems about people in mourning rooms.
When a beauty dies, there will be endless troubles.
The candle is dark at night, but the golden mirror remains the same during the day.
Tung leaves give birth to green water, and foggy days flow.
Fang is not empty, birds think of time.
Xiang Yong acted cautiously, but he couldn't help it.
5. Wang Qingshizhen's mourning poem.
On the stranger, the flowers are fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled into lines.
Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you.
Some people are so noisy that they want to play dumb. Today, however, the silence remains the same, and Haizi's head is different. How did he get the word "disabled"? Everyone clamored for it, just for a word of regret. Haizi is popular everywhere, people have lost their lives, there are no tears in the sea, just for the waves rolling, and passing through their hometown can only be a lifelong sigh.