Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Don't be melancholy at night in the red chamber, with incense lamps and half-rolled tassels.
When the waning moon goes out, beauty says goodbye to tears.
Jin, a pipa player, plays oriole on the strings.
Advise me to go home early, the green window is like a flower.
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At that time, the parting night of the Red Chamber was very melancholy, and the incense lamp vaguely reflected a half-volume tassel account. The waning moon will set, and at dawn, "I" will go out for a long trip. The beautiful woman will see me off with tears in her eyes. It's really like "an inch of tenderness, tears in your eyes".
When leaving, a tearful movement was played, and the pipa pole was decorated with jade feathers made of gold, which was elegant and luxurious; On the strings of the pipa, there is a delicate Yingying, which is tactfully moving. Sorrow is clearly urging "I" to go home early, and there are beautiful flowers waiting for him under the screen window.
2. The idle window of Huanxisha Yard is deep in spring.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, and the heavy curtains are not heavy. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.
The clouds around the distant peaks look like dusk is coming, and the breeze in the dusk stirs the drizzle and plays with the hazy light clouds. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
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Seeing the spring scenery in the yard through the window will pass. Layers of heavy curtains are not rolled up, and there are many shadows in the dark boudoir. I leaned against the embroidered building and fiddled with the lyre quietly.
There are clouds on the mountain peaks in the distance, as if dusk is coming. The evening breeze is blowing drizzle and fiddling with the yellow light clouds. The pear blossoms in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and drizzle are unbearable, which really hurts the scenery.
3. The Bodhisattva is full of mourning for the Xiangjiang Song.
Song: Yan
Mourning Zheng Yi as a Xiangjiang song, writing green. The fingers are thirteen strings, and the details will be sent to you.
When the autumn water slows down, the jade column flies. Hit the heartbroken, Chunshan eyebrows low.
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She played such a beautiful tune with a plaintive harp, full of sadness, just like the rippling Hunan water. Her delicate fingers crossed thirteen zither strings, subtly conveying deep resentment in her heart.
In the face of the guests in the banquet room, her clear eyes slowly flowed, and Zheng Liexie stood like yan zhen. When the song was played to the saddest moment, her black eyebrows looked like a spring mountain, and she slowly fell down.
4. Two songs by Yan Geling, one
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Pi
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the frost is exposed, and the flocks of birds leave Nanxiang.
I miss you and your guests, and my heart breaks. I miss my hometown, so why did you send it to stay for a long time?
I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.
Short songs cannot be long.
The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.
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The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is freezing, the plants and trees are dying, and first frost has been in the Millennium. Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who travels far away, and I am extremely sad inside. I miss my hometown when I think about it. Why did you stay so long?
I keep the boudoir alone, and miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it. Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes. I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but my heart was very sad. The short song sang softly, as if it were still broken.
The bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, the milky way flows west, and the sleepless night is long. Cowherd and Weaver Girl, facing each other from a distance. What crime did you commit? It was blocked by Tianhe.
5. The balcony of Hou Meng in Linjiang County is locked high.
Song: Yan
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. ?
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
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Dream back to the balcony in the middle of the night, the door is locked, and the curtains hang down heavily after waking up all night. When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle.
I remember seeing Xiaoping for the first time. She is wearing a sweater with two heavy words on it. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.