It's beginning of spring now, and it's spring when you're gone. Changting road, generally fragrant grass, is not as good as returning.
Never before, never after, I miss heaven and earth, crying alone endlessly.
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
Guan Ju (Nan Zhou in The Book of Songs)
Guan Guan's pigeon, in Hezhou, is a gentle and graceful lady and a gentleman. Water chestnuts are uneven and flow from side to side. My gentle and elegant lady,
I want it. I want it. I want it. I want it. I want it. I want it. I tossed and turned. I choose it from left to right.
My Fair Lady is a friend of the harp and the harp. My Fair Lady is a friend of the left and the right.
Jia Jian (The Book of Songs Qin Feng)
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long; Swim back from the inside and swim to the middle of the water.
After a long time, the Millennium is unclear. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
If you follow, the road will be blocked and you will jump. If you follow it, you will drown.
The dew hasn't touched yet. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Follow it, the road is blocked, turn right. Follow it and you will be in the water.
Shan Gui (The Book of Songs and Nine Songs)
If someone is a mountain, Xue Lixi will take care of her daughter; Laughing is awkward and decent, and children are eager to be kind and gentle;
Take the red leopard from the text, and the Xinyi car will be noble; Being brought to Du Heng by Shi Lan Xi, I lost my mind;
The rest of the place can't see the sky, and the road can't be immune; Table independence and Yamanoe, cloud full capacity;
It's dark, foggy, the east wind is falling, and the gods are raining; Stay in practice and forget to return. At the age of 20, you are embarrassed and grateful.
Take three shows in the mountains, and the stone is Ge Manman; Complaining that my son forgot to return it, you think I can't be idle;
People in the mountains are fragrant with Du Ruoxiang and drink pine and cypress in Yanquan; You think I am suspicious; Thunder filled the rain,
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Yuefu poems in Han dynasty
Evil spirits (Han Yuefu folk songs)
Evil! I want to know you, and I will live long.
Thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer, harmony between heaven and earth, but dare to break with you!
Peacock flies southeast (I don't need to say this, it is in middle school textbooks, and it is the longest love poem in ancient China)
Tang poetry
Full Moon Philip Burkart (Don Zhang Jiuling)
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.
Moonlight on the Spring River (Zhang Tang Xu Ruo)
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
Where there is no moonlight by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
There is frost in the air, but there is no white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky.
Lonely moon wheel in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year. I wonder who Jiang Yue is good to?
But the Yangtze river sends water, the white clouds are gone, and the green maple is covered.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building? Upstairs is poor, wandering around the moon,
You should leave the dresser. You can't roll it in the curtain of the jade pot, but take it back to the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other yet. I hope that China Stream will shine on you every month.
Fish and dragons jumped into the water and wrote. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls to the west. The slanting moon hides sea fog.
Jieshi Xiaoxiang Infinite Road. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.
Zhi Zhu Ci (Yuxi, Liu Tang)
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.
Jinse (Don Li Shangyin)
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. In daydreaming, Saint Zhuangzi was bewitched by butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart cried in the cuckoo.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. The moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock. I cry for you and leave forever. I can't wake up yet.
I tried to read your hasty notes, and I found that the ink was too light blue to burn your candle in its kingfisher feather lantern embroidered with hibiscus musk.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, it has been longer. The east wind has started, flowers have withered, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)
The stars last night and the wind last night are in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
Through the wine of spring, when it warms me, I remind you how to bet. There, one after another, we roll the dice under the crimson light until the drum rolls. Alas, call me to perform my duty. I ride my horse and ride away like a drifting water grass.
Another poem is worth mentioning: Song of Eternal Sorrow, a long narrative poem written by Bai Juyi, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, describes the love story between Tang Huangming and Yang Guifei.
Words:
Yinghuan (Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty)
Going to the west wing alone has nothing to say, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, which is a parting worry. Especially the general taste is in my heart.