Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.
How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, candles burn every night, and clouds change in the morning mirror, but I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why did * * * cut the candle at the west window, but when he said it was raining late? Without Yuan Zhen, water makes the sea sad and amber forever. I am lazy to look back on flowers, and half of the reason is that I am a monk. The topic is, Cuihu Village in the south of the city, where peach blossoms set each other off today last year.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. In my dream, I sent Zhang Bi Xie Guren, and the small corridor turned askew.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts.
From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring.
It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover. Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken.
You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
I dreamed of washing and dressing in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjianglou alone. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken! Sauvignon blanc forest is covered with green mountains and green moons.
The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting? Your tears are full and mine are full.
The ribbon knot is not finished. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
I met Yu and went to the west wing without saying a word. The moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
In the dark night, Li Yulin thanked Chunhong, and she was also anxious, but there was a cold rain and a night breeze. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. At first, a strong wind blew to Jinmen, Feng Yansi, bringing a pool of spring water.
Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand. Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely.
He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling. Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu planned to say the date of return in front of the bottle, but did not say that Chunrong was miserable first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. When you see all the flowers in Los Angeles, it's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng. By the Xijiang River, Sima Guang's bun is loose and tied, and the lead flower is light makeup. Red mist cover light, fly flocculant. Be there or be square, appear heartless. At the end of the song, the wine wakes up slightly. The moon in the deep courtyard is quiet. The fairy in the magpie bridge, the Qin Guan is delicate and clever, the flying stars spread grievances, and the silver Han is far away.
When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night. Beauty Qin Guan's peach blossoms are planted in the sky, not only the number of flowers, but also the water deep in the chaotic mountain is beautiful. Who is the jade blooming for? What is the limit of the slight cold in Mao Mao? Don't care about spring, what's the harm of getting drunk? I'm afraid my heart will break when I wake up! Liu Yong felt cold and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. Wu Fengqi Liuyong leans against a dangerous building, and the wind is very good.
Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke.
Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently? I'm getting drunk.
When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. Recalling the thin pillow weather in Emperor Yong Jing Liu.
It feels like love at first sight. It's colder to get up and sleep.
After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years. I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's.
I have plans to fight for resistance again. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue.
This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. Yan Shu's iris shed tears, the curtain was light and cold, and the swallows flew away. The bright moon is unfamiliar and bitter, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. You have to send colorful stationery to know where the mountains and rivers are far away. On a partridge, Yan's colorful sleeves are holding the jade clock diligently, but in those days, she was drunk and red.
Dance along the center of the willow building.
2. The love poem about parting: Jiang Ji dreamed of living and dying for ten years on the 20th day of the first month (Su Shi), which was thoughtless and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away is sad everywhere. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
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 Book of Songs is bulging, boring, and actively uses troops.
Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty.
No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
"Evil" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! Qin Guan in The Fairy of the Que Bridge-thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark.
On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later! In Qiu Yan's Ci, Yuan Haowen asks what the world is like and teaches people life and death.
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.
You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom. Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.
What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous, I don't believe it. Birds and swallows are yellow, and sweet juice is often accompanied by wet treasures.
For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan. "Self-Thinking" Yuan Zhen was once a sea of water, and it will always be amber.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. "Dead Hua Lian" Liu Yong leans on a dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent. I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
3. Farewell to the ancient poems of love and miss Wang Wei.
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers Su Shi's dream on the 20th of the first month.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Zhang Jiuling, full moon Philip Burkart one.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.
Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get darker, although I put on my coat, it didn't get warmer, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other in the first place?
Golden Li shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a flower-like interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a young saint, was bewitched by butterflies.
The king's longing for spring is crying in the cuckoo.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. A moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.
Li Siyuan Zhen
Once, the sea was difficult for water, and amber was forever. Looking back at the flowers lazily is partly due to self-cultivation and partly due to being a man.
Titu Chengnanzhuang Cuihu
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu
Affectionate but always ruthless, I can't laugh until I die. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.
Sender Zhang Bi.
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.
The sentimental writer Yi Lee.
Water lines are precious and thoughtful, and the ceremony of a thousand miles is a night off. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.
Meng Jiangnan Wen Tingjun
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken!
Meet in
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. It's not just the general taste.
Que Qiao xian Qin Guan
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.
Liu Yong Yulinling
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
4. Poems about love and parting, the sky is blue, the leaves are yellow, the west is tight, the north is flying, and the south is flying. Whoever gets drunk in the frost forest at dawn always makes people cry.
-"The West Chamber" Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
-Wang Bo advised you to drink one more glass of wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason. The wider Wang Wei's clothes are, the more he will never regret it. He will languish for Iraq.
-Liu Yong's "Wu Fengqi" (2) Life and death are rich, and the son is happy. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-Anonymous "The Book of Songs" 3 If two feelings are long, it is still in the morning and evening. -Qin Guan's "The Bridge Fairy" 4 When did Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5 There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. -Anonymous "Song of Feng Qiu Qin Huang" 6 This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
-Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" 7 enters my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick, lovesick for a long time, lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8 Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Five Thoughts" 9 If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Bright Moon on a Tall Building" 10 Sadness and farewell should be the same. The most difficult thing is to sort out the grievances in the middle of the month. -Nalan Xingde's The Mermaid 1 1 Looking back, I don't see each other before marriage.
-Zhang Ji's Festival Woman Song 12 How did you meet me at my most beautiful moment? To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship.
-Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree13 ... There is more than one shadow in the world. How can they live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi 14 The bottom of the locust tree says that he is lovesick, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci" 15 is a gentleman, and it is dark in the mirror.
Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Missing the Room 16 If we meet, if we don't see each other, how can we feel heartless?
-Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" 17 Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" 18 days old, love is hard to break.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium 19 It seems that this star was not last night, and the wind and dew stood in the dark for whom.
-Huang Jingren's "Two Poems of Love" 20 I know that this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs 2 1 Knowing that love is long, the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou is embarrassing.
-Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Qujiang Lone Ranger" 22 people used to be sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. -Nalan Xingde's "Paving Huanxi Sand" 23 And a moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously.
-Li Shangyin's "Jinse" 24 Acacia * * * How much, the ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's "Swallow House" 25 asks what the world is like and teaches life and death.
-Yuan Haowen "Touching Fish Two Songs One" 26 Although I don't have the wings like Cai Feng, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of Kirin. -Li Shangyin's "Untitled" Twenty-seven beast furnaces sink hookah, green marsh fragments, and write them into the story of Acacia line by line.
-Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hong Qiu" 28 If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it, and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling" 29 One-inch acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.
-Li Guan's recent 30 years of life and death. I don't think about it, I'll never forget it, and I have nowhere to talk. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 3 1 What is the evening? Meet this lover.
—— The Book of Songs, which is anonymous, is in the Tang style, lasting for 32 places for a long time. One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" 33 How we wish to fly in the sky. Two birds are one and grow on the ground, and one tree has two branches. ..
-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" 34 times tears sealed words, life is only difficult to die. -The article "butterfly lovers" 35 One is a fairy flower, and the other is a flawless jade.
If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? -Cao Xueqin's "Squinting Eyebrows in vain" 36 And the spring silkworms will weave until they die, and the candles and tears will be exhausted every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled" 37 He was born infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses love.
—— Kuang Zhouyi's "Reduced Word Huanxisha" originally wanted to say that the March 8 th statue returned before, and it was difficult to swallow before spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun" Volume 39 Guan Guan pheasant dove, in Hezhou.
Ladies make gentlemen. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanluo" 40 Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic.
-Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun 4 1 This year has passed, and it should be a good time. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
-Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling" 42 I only hope that your heart is like mine, and you won't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's "Operator" 43 Falling Flowers Independent, Micro Swift Qi Fei.
-Yan's "Two Poems of Fairy Girls in Linjiang" 44 The poor and uncertain riverside white bones are still a dream girl. -Chen Tao The Journey to the West forty-five thousand gold vertical purchase, such as treasure, who complain about this situation?
-Xin Qiji's "Fishing" 46 buttonwood, it's raining in the middle of the night, and it's hard to give up. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
-Wen, "The Third Song of Missing Three More" 47 "Marriage and Love". -Su Wu's Marriage 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 9. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.
A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell", another village has a bright future, and the autumn wind is sad.
Who will the full moon be for after the brothel gentleman leaves? At the beginning of the road, the leaves in the pavilion were very thin.
Unlike geese, people don't fly in a row. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
I closed my spare room, and my heart hates two I's. If you are fascinated by Wu E's company, it will still rain.
To Wang Lun: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Du Shaofu is sent to Shuchuan, separated by the wall of Sanqin and the water of five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
Sea.
5. What are the poems about love parting? 1. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
2. Who taught the club to say goodbye gently?
Meet again after a long separation and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.
It's easy to be ecstatic waiting to leave.
5. There are more strangers on the green poplar leaves.
The following is the original poem:
1.
"butterfly lovers, pear leaves are red at the beginning"
Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu
Pear leaves are red at first. It's windy in Han Yin, and Yu Di's voice is sad. The pillow is cold at first, and copper leaks in. Who taught the club to leave gently? Insects in the grass sing and autumn dew knot. Wake up after drinking and don't remember the season. How much I didn't say from my heart. The beaded curtain is hazy at night.
2.
The tune of water, how long will it take to leave
Year: Song Author: Su Zhe
It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed. Unexpectedly, on the mountain of Pancheng, an ancient Bianhe River drifted. Someone incited the fun, and the swan goose in the swan goose. The guests in the living room are radiant. The moon is ruthless and unwilling to stay heavy. There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart. I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs.
3.
Huanxisha
Year: Song Author: Yan Shu
I have always been young and limited.
Waiting to leave is easy to be ecstatic.
Don't speak frequently at banquets and songs.
There are mountains and rivers everywhere,
Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring more.
It is better to pity the present.
4.
Bodhisattva, apricot flowers with dew and snow
Year: Tang Author: Wen
Apricot flowers contain dew and fragrant snow,
There are more strangers on the green poplar leaves.
The lights are dim in the moonlight,
Feel the taste of Xiaoying.
Jade hook green curtain,
Make-up is light and eyebrows are thin.
Spring dream is about love,
The cicada's temples are bright in the mirror.
5.
Yu Linling is cold and worried.
Year: Song Author: liuyong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
6. An ancient poem describing lovers' parting 1. "Say goodbye to the viceroy and leave for Shu."
Bo Wang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
2. "Send Yuan Ershi Anxi"
Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
3. Farewell, Wei Wan
Richie
In the morning, I heard the wanderer singing a farewell song. Last night, you crossed the Yellow River.
People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
The morning dawn in Guancheng urges the cold to approach, and the sound of anvil is even later.
This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
4. "Send a friend"
Lipper
Castle Peak stretches across the north, while the east of the city is a white waterline.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
5. Yellow Crane Tower-Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Lipper
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Gu Fan 62616964757A 68696416FE58685E5AEB93133332626666 Blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Step 6 say goodbye
Du Mu
Getting together seems to be painting, but it is ruthless; I just feel that the wine has to smile and keep silent.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
7. Say goodbye to friends in Huaishang
Zheng Gu
Yangtze River Yangtze River Chun Lv, Xiaoyao De is dancing around the river to kill people.
Several bagpipes leave the court late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I go to Qin.
8. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn
Wang Changling
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
9. farewell
Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?
10.ling
Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Think about it, thousands of miles of smoke, the dusk is heavy, and the sky is boundless.
Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, the morning breeze and the waning moon! After the New Year, it should be a good morning and a good scene. Even if there are thousands of customs in Qian Qian, who should I talk to?