An ancient poem describing "the inner torment"

1. "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come?"

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

When will the spring flowers and the autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

2. "Poppy Listening to the Rain"

Song Dynasty: Jiang Jie

The young man listens to the rain song upstairs. The red candle dims the tent. A young man listens to the rain and is a guest in the boat. The river is broad and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are calling the west wind. ?

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut. There are stars on the temples. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first term, every step until dawn.

3. "Poppy Poppy·The Wind Returns to the Small Courtyard and the Greenery"

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

The wind returns to the small courtyard and the greenery fills the willow eyes with spring. Continued. I was silent for half a day, but the sound of the bamboo and the crescent moon were still the same as before.

The music and songs have not yet dispersed, but Zun Lei is still there, and the ice on the pond is beginning to melt. The candles are bright and fragrant, and the painting is deep in the dark hall. The green frost on the temples and the remaining snow are hard to bear.

4. "Poppy: Meet again in the depths of Qulan"

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Meet each other again in the depths of Qulan, Even tears make people tremble. After a desolate farewell, the two echoed each other, and the most overwhelming thing was the sorrow and resentment in the bright moon.

I have slept alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. What is the most fascinating thing in my memory? The first thing is to break branches and paint a skirt.

5. "Popular Poppy·The Misty and Solitary Smoke in the Jade Tower"

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Che

The Misty and Solitary Smoke in the Jade Tower. Just relying on melancholy is like being drunk. The wild geese are far away and their souls are lost in darkness. The curtain is rolled up with a crescent moon and dusk. ?

There is no news about that man. Who can break the hatred? Butterflies flutter like flowers and know people. Give me a clear dream and a blind date.