The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits with deep frown and eyebrows. But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate. Li Bai's "Resentment"
"Reflections on Ci'en Temple" When Shi Liazhi passed away at the beginning, he became ill in Jingfang. 》
Era: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
I asked myself what was melancholy about me, but I came back late when I entered the temple gate.
The Li family cried about the disease of the Yuan family, and came alone when the persimmon leaves were red.
"Removing Disease"
Era: Tang Author: Yuan Zhen
Since ancient times, no one will die, and his name will no longer be remembered. This year, the dead in the capital were old and young.
Dugu was only forty, and his official career was flourishing. Li San thirty-nine, he has a clear voice when he ascends to the court.
Zhao Chang was more than eighty years old and had three generals. They have different beliefs in life, and the same in death.
The family weeps and loves, and no one has any sympathy. They sigh and pity each other, each of them has no importance or importance.
The ten thousand-year-old tortoise fungi and so on will be equalized once they die. If you use this method to cure my illness, why should I be surprised that I am ill?
If you live today, it is enough for a lifetime. If it takes a hundred years, I don’t know what will happen.
I have been a Buddhist teacher for a long time, and I have this body shape in my house. Leave it alone and stay here, where will you stay?
The past is the past, and the future is the future. But if your thoughts and actions never stop, why worry about having no way to travel?
The Sloughing Dragon is immortal, and the Sloughing Cicada sings to itself. Hu is a god who has shed his body, but this Taoist person does not know.
Thank you for your love for your friends and your kindness to your brothers. Reciting this can achieve great things, but it is not enough to listen to the world's words.
Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. Song of Everlasting Regret by Bai Juyi
When I was young, I left home and my boss came back, but my local pronunciation has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded. When children see each other but don't know each other, they laugh and ask where the guest is from? (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown"
Inscribed on Nanzhuang, Capital City
Author: Cui Hu
On this day last year, the peach blossoms on this door reflected each other's red faces.
I don't know where the peach blossoms are, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.