Poetry describing water droplets

1, Gongci

Tang Dynasty: Feng Xue

Early in the morning, the concubines on the 12 floor dressed up; Climb the tower and look forward to the king of kings.

The door of the door is locked and the door of the door is locked inside. The copper dragon funnel is getting slower and slower, and the waiting time is longer.

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Early in the morning, the ladies-in-waiting dressed up on the twelfth floor;

Climb the tower and look forward to the lucky king.

The animal-shaped knocker locks the palace door, and the heart is very sad;

Copper dragon funnel drips slowly and sits for a long time.

2, Huanxisha jade bowl ice cold drops.

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

The jade bowl in the boudoir is covered with ice, and water drops are condensed at the edge of the bowl. Beauty powder sweat, through the thin gauze clothing, revealing a fragrant and white body; There are more faces with heavy makeup in the evening than lotus flowers.

After going to the toilet, the slightly drooping hair complements the moon-like eyebrows; A touch of reddish wine dizzy, as bright as the morning glow, fell on her cheeks. Sleeping during the day and sunset under the sun are all the first awakening of the spring dream.

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The jade bowl in the boudoir is full of ice, and the condensed water drops around the bowl will drip down. Beauty powder and sweat melt slightly, revealing a fragrant and white body through a thin gauze dress; The delicate face with light makeup in the evening is better than the rich lotus flower.

After dressing, the hair droops slightly, and the eyebrows and eyes complement each other; The reddish wine dizzy, like a bright morning glow, fell on her cheeks. After a day's sleep, I woke up and the sun set. It turns out that I did all this when I woke up in my early spring dream.

3. Xijiang's dream of parting with the moon has gone with the flow.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

See you when you are ripe, and win if you win.

If you don't dream with running water, your tears are still fragrant. Xiangru is still a fairy. People are in Yaotai, Yuen Long.

Flowers and fog are lingering in the wind, while songs and beads are dripping and clearing. The new work of moth eyebrow is very beautiful. I'll see you when I get back from riding.

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Parting is a past tense, like a flowing river, and other tears are still wetting Xiangpa. Sima Xiangru is still a thin fairy. It is desirable to live in the fairy palace where immortals live.

Graceful figure, soft as misty flowers, slender as autumn wind. The song is mellow and beautiful, like a pearl dripping in the water. This lady's eyebrows have just been painted, and they are very beautiful. I rode back with my face half hidden.

4. Linjiang Xian, a little banana is heartbroken.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

A little banana heart will be broken, and the sound reminds me of the beginning. I want to sleep and read old books. Yuanyang small print, still remember unfamiliar hands.

Tired eyes are low and confused, half blurred. Cold rain outside the window, Yi Deng lonely. What is expected should be done. What is the truth?

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Outside the window, the drip of rain hitting banana reminds me of the original scene, which makes my heart break. Before going to bed, I looked through old letters and looked at a notebook full of acacia feelings, and then I remembered what she looked like when she first learned to write.

Looking at these scattered books, I couldn't help crying. On this cold rainy night, in front of the dark window, I lit a lonely lamp. I thought love was over, but who can tell whether it is affectionate or heartless?

5. Yu Meiren listens to the rain.

Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang

Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

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When I was young, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, lit red candles, and in the dim light, there were lights in my account. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.

Nowadays, when people are old, their temples are gray and they listen to the drizzle alone under the monk's house. It always seems so heartless to think of the joys and sorrows of the world. In that case, why sigh with emotion? Let the rain outside the window drop by drop on the steps until dawn.

6. add ugly words. Who planted banana trees in front of the window?

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Who planted banana trees in front of the window, the atrium is full of shade. The atrium is overcast. Leaves warm the heart, and the volume is relaxed and clear.

Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain. Drop by drop. Worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening.

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I don't know who planted the banana trees in front of the window, and the shade covered the whole courtyard. Leaves and expanding leaf centers are attached to each other, covering the courtyard one by one.

Full of sadness, I couldn't sleep, but it began to rain in the middle of the night, dribs and drabs, and it kept ringing. The sound of rain falls and beats my heart. I can't get used to it, so I get up dressed.