The sand sea has deepened unfathomable ice, gloomy clouds and bleak Wan Li condensate.
A song "Song of Snow" written in "Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" means that in the vast desert, snow and ice have accumulated very thick. The gloomy clouds in the sky seem to have solidified.
Tears are wet and dry, flowers are dew, and eyebrows are sad.
Farewell to Mao "Farewell" Monk Fuyang gave a farewell speech to prostitutes, meaning that when leaving, lovers were speechless, tears were like dew on flowers, and eyebrows were like blue peaks.
Explain that Chunfeng people hate Shen Xiangting's proximity to the north.
From Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao, it means that the king snuggled up to the imperial concubine in Chenxiang Temple to enjoy flowers, and all the troubles and resentment in his chest were completely relieved. How elegant and romantic it is for people to lean outside the bar!
There are many more, one by one.
decussate
Langang
[crisscross; Horizontal] vertical and horizontal interweaving; Diffusion chimerism
A vast desert is covered with 1000 feet of ice.
[track; Handrail]: a shelter made of bamboo, wood, metal, etc.
[Cross flow]: the appearance of cross flow
I can't help crying.
2. Poems about haggard
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
I hope your heart is like mine, and you won't miss me.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
Knowing that I have been in love for a long time, I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.
Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, and there is nowhere to be sad in the lonely grave.
There are infinite painters in the world, and a sad painting can't be painted.
The beast furnace sinks hookah, the green marsh residual flower, line by line becomes acacia biography.
It seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind and dew standing in the middle of the night?
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
I am sad in my heart, I don't know that I am sad.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness, and an inch is still inextricably linked.
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward.
Saying nothing is weightless, leaving sadness is a great burden.
Looking around, cold and lonely, sad and sad. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to rest.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.