Some sad and beautiful ancient poems

Today, ancient mountains and rivers have no fixed basis, and horses come and go with the sound of drawing horns.

Who can be with the desolation everywhere? The west wind blows the old Dan maple.

Where have you complained before? Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road.

I love it deeply, and the mountains shine in the autumn rain.

-Qing Nalanxingde DieHua Lian

Li Chi Ngai the soothsayer.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.

I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.

I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Luo Yi can't stand the cold in five miles, and he doesn't know that he is a guest in his dream. He can't rely on the fence alone. The water falls and the spring is gone.

-Five Dynasties Li Yu Langtaosha

With the dusk shadow in my heart, I am driving in the tombs of Leyou.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night.

Tanglishang Yin Le Park