Song Dynasty: Li Zhiyi
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. ?
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you. You and I ... share a river and green water, we love each other and know each other.
When will the endless river dry up and the bitterness of parting stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.
2. gold
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings? Every string and paragraph reminds people of the year of Huang Jinhua.
My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by butterfly dreams; Another example is watching the emperor, turning the cuckoo into a cuckoo.
Hai Ming Yue Ming, Jiao Ren's tears are pearls. Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke.
The feelings of joys, sorrows and sorrows cannot be recalled today, but they have been inadvertently long ago. Although it is difficult for readers to understand the ideological content of the poem "Jinse", it is easy to see a poetic scene for wandering in their minds.
3. Queqiao Xianyun is very clever.
Song dynasty: Qin Guan
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. (Du Tong: Du)
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I am quietly crossing the distant and boundless Milky Way tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.
* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
4, Huanxisha boudoir love
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Embroidered hibiscus smiles, and the oblique flying treasure duck is lined with fragrant cheeks. Oh, I don't know ?
On the one hand, it is charming, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful to send you. The moon moves and the shadow comes back.
A girl with a good face, smiling like a blooming lotus, her hands lined with snow-white face and cheeks. Her eyes are as flexible as talking.
His warm face is full of deep rhyme, and the paper he wrote is full of half a word, pinning his anger and thoughts. It's a good time for lovers to date and get together.
5, butterfly lovers, hard work, the most pity for Tian Yue
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
The most difficult and lovely thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like a broken jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.
Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.