Fan Chengda, the author of "Chao and Song"
Tonight is a good time for the cowherd and the weaver girl, and the couples who meet are too lazy to be busy. Lonely immortals should be jealous: beautiful moon sister frowning bright eyebrows, aunt wind blowing abnormal wind and rain.
Meeting in a hurry, getting together for a short time is too good, and the sorrow of parting is burnt. The joy of meeting each other is not worth the long sadness, but it adds new sadness to taste.
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Tonight is a good time for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to meet, and the couple who meet are too lazy to be busy with farm work and weaving. Lonely fairy should be jealous: sister Meiyue is tight-browed, and her period is extremely stormy.
It is better to meet in a hurry than not to meet for a short time and stir up the sadness of parting again. The joy of reunion is always less than the sadness of long separation, but it adds new sadness to bring back to taste.
Second, "Queqiao Fairy"
Liu Yong, the author of "Chao and Song"
On the journey, I took books and swords all the way to Madong. It's hard to get together when you are in pain. A beautiful woman will endure a couple when she is gentle. When you are charming, it is a hidden meaning and a light burden.
At this time, I am deeply touched. Sad and speechless. There are tears, take a few shots. Who complains about sadness? But I was shocked. Evening and cold rain. Look at Qin Lou.
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Thin clouds are changing exquisite patterns, and flying meteors convey meticulous regrets. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were silent and crossed the long Han Yin. Although the encounter in the autumn wind and the white dew is short-lived, it is better than countless ordinary days and nights on earth.
Tender feelings are as continuous as running water, and the day of reunion is as ethereal as a dream. How can you bear to look back at your way home on the magpie bridge? As long as two hearts love each other forever, why must we be together every day!
Third, "Queqiao Fairy Waiting for the Moon"
Yan Hongliang, the author of "Chao and Song"
No drinking, no singing, etc. I don't know where the clouds come from, which has become a big obstacle.
Stubble is broken, stars are open, but I hate the blade. Cut off Ziyun's waist with a wave of his hand and watch Chang 'e's posture carefully.
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Don't raise a glass, don't sing, and wait for that round of silver moon to leap out of the East China Sea. I don't know where a cloud came from, which made it such a big obstacle.
The dragon must be snapped, and the star's eyes will crack. I only hate swords and blades. I want to cut Ziyun's waist with a wave of my hand and take a closer look at what the goddess Chang 'e looks like.
Fourth, "Queqiaoxian Deng Hua Zongbo"
Lu You, the author of "Chao and Song"
Lanterns are flying and carved saddles are shooting. Who remembers the heroic behavior of that year? Half of the drinkers took seals and went to the river as fishermen alone.
The boat is eight feet alone, three fans are as low as possible, and Pingzhou is misty and rainy. Jinghuyuan is an idle person, why should the government give it?
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In those days, I indulged in games under gorgeous lights and rode a good horse to hunt and shoot. Who remembers my brave military life? Many of those boring drinkers now have official titles, and only I am willing to live in seclusion by the river and be a fisherman.
There is an eight-foot canoe by the river. Holding three low awnings and enjoying the waterside scenery covered with apple grass alone, Jinghu originally belonged to a leisurely person like me. Why must it be "official"?
Five, "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"
Qin Guan, the author of Chao and Song.
Thin clouds are mysterious, and flying stars spread grievances. Silver and China people are all dark, and they will win over countless people when they meet the golden breeze and high curative value.
Gentle as water, ritual as a dream. Endure the magpie bridge and return home. If the relationship between the two is long, will it be sooner or later?
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Thin clouds are changing exquisite patterns, and flying meteors convey meticulous regrets. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were silent and crossed the long Han Yin. Although the encounter in the autumn wind and the white dew is short-lived, it is better than countless ordinary days and nights on earth.
Tender feelings are as continuous as running water, and the day of reunion is as ethereal as a dream. How can you bear to look back at your way home on the magpie bridge? As long as two hearts love each other forever, why must we be together every day!