This time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao speaks slowly
I'm afraid that Shuangxi's boat can't move, and there will be many worries. -Li Qingzhao Wu Lingchun
4. The new makeup should be placed in Zhulou, and the spring scenery should be locked in a hospital. -Liu Yuxi's Poems of Spring
5. It's sad to keep cutting and be confused. Especially the general taste is in my heart. -Li Yu meets Huan.
6. Chu Ke wants to listen to Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night-Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God.
7. Think about it for a long time, hate it for a long time, and hate it when it's time to pay it back. -Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc
8. The waning moon has a bright face and doesn't cry at dawn-Niu Xiji gave birth to Cha Zi.
9: I often get sick before spending a day, but I don't care that my face in the mirror is thin-the magpie in Feng Yansi.
10: How many tears are there? How can I hate them and rely on them? -Li Jingtan broke the Huanxisha.
Don't lean on the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easy to see when it is difficult. Running water and spring go away, heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")
It is difficult for a slave to come out, so he can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man)
Lonely people scattered in another alley, I looked at the bleak smoke, the smell of the kitchen was idle and phoenix.
Holding an empty ribbon, I looked back and hated Yiyi. (Li Yu's "Linjiang Xian")
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
The sadness is over. Before the wine arrives, it turns into tears. I feel lonely when the lamp goes out and the pillow goes out.
Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking at the mirror at night hurts the scene and recalls the past (Zhang Xian's Fairy)
The helpless flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan has returned, and the small garden wanders alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha")
The bright moon does not know whether it is bitter or not, and it shines obliquely through the Pearl Lake at dawn (Yan Shu's "Near Flowers")
If you want to send colorful stationery and simple elements, you can know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide (Yan Shu's "Die Hua Lian")
I grew up hating Xiaole. I am willing to love my daughter and smile. I hold a cup for you to persuade the sunset to leave a late photo among the flowers. (Song Qi's "Yu Lou Chun")
It rains and winds in March. The door covers the dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's "The Recent Flowers")
Parting from sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
Inch by inch, my heart ached and tears filled my eyes (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
When the songs are scattered among the tourists, I feel the emptiness of spring (Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
If we get together and leave in a hurry, this hatred is endless.
This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha")
Just send you home in the spring, and then send you home. If you catch up with spring in Jiangnan, you must stay in spring (Crown Operator)
Falling flowers are independent, swift and swift fly together (Yan's "Linjiang Xian")
Tonight, there is a photo of the shadow port, and it is like a dream to meet in fear (Yan's "Partridge Sky")
Sleeping late is unforgettable and heartbroken (Yan's "Nanxiangzi")
The temples are pitiful and green, only for the old acacia (Yan's "Raw Tea Son")
Refuse to paint Zhu Hu painting hall, spring breeze is at home (Wang Anguo's "Qing Ping Le")
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and if you don't think about it, you will forget it (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
Xiao Xuan window, freshen up. Looking at each other silently, tears flow thousands of lines (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
In detail, it seems that it is not a flower, but a little tear (Su Shi's Hidden Dragon)
Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the lonely sandbar is cold (Su Shi's "Bu Operator")
There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grass in the end of the world (Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian)
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed (Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian)
Life is empty and nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand)
I thought that only dreams come and go, and I was not afraid, but I was stopped by Jiang (Huang Tingjian's "Looking at Jiangdong")
The most important thing is to miss the sound forever, and the shadow of the heartbroken flower has been stolen (Mu De Duck in Chao Yuanli)
Strong man, Qingzun Su Ying, willing to follow for a long time (Mu Deya in Chao Yuanli)
Have a good dream, have nothing to do, sit and watch the golden flower (Lin Yuling in Chao Yuanli)
Don't abandon it, it should be fragrant and narrow (Lin Yuling in Chao Yuanli)
Plum shadows are sparse, ice melts, and the east wind is dark and old (Qin Guan's "Looking at the Tide")
If the two love each other for a long time, it will still be sooner or later (Qin Guan's "Que Qiao Xian")
Shao Hua doesn't stay for teenagers, but hates you. When will he rest in peace (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi")
Being on the riverside, I shed tears and worry a lot (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi")
When can I see you here? Tears on sleeves (Qin Guan's prescription)
There are old grievances in the cardamom years, and the dream of ten years is just shocking the world (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan)
But the clouds are heavy and the rain is scattered Tears in the east wind with dryness (Wang Shen's "Remembering the Past")
It only takes a few nights to ruin a lifetime of haggard (Zhao Lingzhi's "Qing Ping Le")
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, wind in the city, plum and yellow rain (He Zhu's Jade Case)
Grass is on the grass, dew is early, and old buildings are new. If you lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain from the south window, who will mend your clothes at night (He Zhu's Partridge Sky)
Homesickness, Lanzhou urges. Holding hands and staring at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and choked up (Lin Yuling written by Liu Yong)
Affectionate feelings hurt separation since ancient times, and it is even worse to neglect the autumn festival (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling)
Over the years, it should be a good morning scene in name only. Even though there are thousands of words and customs, who should I tell (Ling in Liu Yong's works)
A bend in the sun, heartbroken, leaning on the railing alone (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")
If I had known this, I would have regretted not locking the carved saddle (Ding Feng by Liu Yong)
In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of columns without words. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")
The widening of the belt will not be destroyed, but it will make people haggard for Iraq. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")
The fragrance is not in the nucleus, not in the calyx, but in the bone (Chao Zhuyan)
Who knows if you are gaunt in spring clothes (Mrs. Wei's Wu)
The haggard Jiangnan is tired and unbearable, and is eager to straighten out the strings (Zhou Bangyan's Man Ting Square)
Reading the moon pavilion hand in hand, smelling the flute on the bridge, thinking about the past, like a dream, tears like rain (Zhou Bangyan's "Warrior Lan Ling")
My hometown is far away. When will I go (Zhou Bangyan's Su Mu Cover)
Ask in a low voice: Who are you with? It is already midnight in the city. If the horse is slippery with frost, it is better to have a rest and there will be fewer pedestrians (Zhou Bangyan's Youth Travel)
Everyone says, like Iraq, how can it be like a slave (from "Pinling")
Only the Guanshan Mountain tonight and the moon thousands of miles away are under the same lamp (Xie Yi's Jiang Shenzi)
What time does the Wan Liyun arrive? Send a lonely soul and break the castle peak. Who will sing the golden thread for me (Ye Mengde's "He Xinlang")
Hating you is not a month, east and west, north and south. East, west, north and south, only inseparable.
I hate you, but I've been on the river for a month, and I still lose money when I'm full. When can we be together (Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
The weather was warm and sunny, and I lost to Yingying Yanyan. The flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen)
Sitting alone, advocating independent pay, lying alone. Standing hurts and touching people (Zhu's Broken Magnolia)
Innocent and not afraid of being guessed, I fell asleep with my clothes in my arms. At most, I went back to the dressing table when I was apart (Zhu's "Qing Ping Le")
I'm afraid I'm going to leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything (Li Qingzhao's "I remember playing the flute at the Phoenix")
Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.
Looking at the place will add new worries from now on (Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai Xiao")
Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers")
Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. I'd better listen to people laughing under the curtain (Li Qingzhao's "I can't meet music")
Looking around, cold and lonely, sad and miserable (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Singing")
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold at first. How can you compare with him when you come late? (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voices")
This time, what a sad sentence (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice"
If you want to give your heart to Yao Qin, there are few bosom friends. If the string is broken, who will listen (Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan)
A voice, a watch. The light of the banana window outside the window is infinite love at this time.
It's hard to dream, but hard to hate. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. (Si Wanyong's Sauvignon Blanc)
Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years. Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix)
Spring remains the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix")
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although there is a mountain alliance, it is difficult to ask for books. Mo, Mo, Mo (Hairpin Phoenix by Lu You)
It's dusk, and the wind and rain are getting worse (Lu You's Operator)
I have no desire for spring, and everyone is jealous. I am scattered into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remains (Lu You's "Bu Operator")
Only dreams can reunite, and dreams can't be made by people (Lu You).
I am not afraid of silver and steel, but I am afraid of the wind and rags (Lu You's "Die in Hua Lian")
Cherish spring is afraid of early flowers, not to mention countless red flowers (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")
A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift. Who will complain about this situation (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")
Leisure is the most bitter, so don't lean on the dangerous fence. When the sun sets, the flowers will bloom (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")
Old enmity in Chunjiang is endless, and new enmity in Yunshan is endless. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty.
You should also be surprised to ask: Recently, several Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao) have been published.
Old Feiyan can talk when the building is empty (Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao)
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor.
Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it, but it's a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's ugly slave)
The heartbroken patch is flying red, and no one cares, let alone persuade the crying warbler to stop (Xin Qiji's "Zhu Yingtai Near")
It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he couldn't figure out where it would go (Xin Qiji's Zhu Yingtai Near)
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim (Xin Qiji's Jade Case)
As a cardamom poet, the dream of a brothel is good, but it is hard to show deep affection (Zhou Yangren, Jiang Kui)
It's hard to cut through all kinds of worries (Jiang Kui's "Long Pavilion complains slowly")
With a smile and a shake, Leng Xiang flew to the poem (Jiang Kui's Niannujiao).
The night is long and bitter, and the early spring is stained by acacia (Jiang Kui's "Walking the Sand")
Spring is not green, and the temples are full of silk. The world will not be sad for a long time. Who will teach the red-violet night in the Spring Festival? The two meditate and know each other. (Jiang Kui's Partridge Sky)
Cui Zunyi cries, and the red calyx is silent. Geng Yi (Dimfragrance Jiang Kui)
There is nothing better than the spring breeze, no matter what it is, it has already arranged for the golden house to hide its beauty. I also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but I complained about Yulong's sad song (Jiang Kui's "Thin Shadow")
If the shore is broken, it will be green; It's a sad place, and I think of the late-night language of closing the door and turning off the lights (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang)
Worried about hurting Cui Dai's eyebrows, the flowers are alone every day (Shi Dazu's "Flying Swallows Together")
The front of the building is black and blue, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine")
Melancholy can't spend their honeymoons together, and the moss in the secluded steps rises overnight (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine")
Spring worries about wine, the boat shakes on the river, and the curtain moves upstairs.
Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.
When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is re-tuned, and the heart word is fragrant.
Streams can easily throw people away, turn cherries into red and plantains into green (A Prune by Jie Jiang).
Sorrow is always ruthless until dawn (Jie Jiang's Yu Meiren)
If you can't write a book, you can only send a little (Jie Lianhuan, zhangyan)
Jiangzhou Sima, with a wet shirt, is the end of the world (Wu Ji's "Full Moon")
Drunk souls want to pursue dreams, pay the west wind, and it will be cool tonight (Cai Songnian's Partridge Sky)
I advise you not to get drunk before you spend it. This year and next, you will be wilted and your head will be white (Zhao Bingwen's Qing Xing Er)
Baling Bridge, an ancient road in Xiangyang, is crisp in autumn and picturesque. Romantic figures throughout the ages were somewhat heroic for a time (Wan Yanshou's Zhong Chao Wrong).
From the intestine, I feel thin and shallow makeup marks (Yuan Haowen's "Qingpingle")
The seas are dry and the rocks are rotten, and I wish I could not bury the loess (Yuan Haowen's "Maibeitang")
Hate the world, teach the difference between life and death (Yuan Haowen's "Fishing")
Early on, there are few red branches, and the flying catkins are ruthless, which makes people more bored (Duan Keji's "Near Flowers")
Mo Wen's Gains and Losses through the Ages (Wang Mei Wu)
To the west wind, who evokes the soul (Bai Pu's "Winning the Gold")
It's been a hundred years, but it's not easy to make a decision (Wang Yun's Partridge Sky)
Pedestrians can't bear to listen to the cries and complaints, and the wind leaves the mountain in the flute (Chou Yuan's Four Family Guests)
Who knows what's on your mind when you snubbed Jiangnan Night this year (Sadulla's "Little Dry")
Empty and melancholy, there is no reason to meet each other. From then on, I will be driven out of my wits and go to Yueyang Tower every night (Xu Junbao's wife "Man Ting Fang")
Yun Lan's rainy and empty building, spring has reached the place where the soul disappears (Zhang Jian's "Walking on the Sand")
Ruthless bright moon, sentient beings return to dreams, and return to the secluded boudoir (Liu Ji's "Charming Moon")
Flowers and moons are blurred, and there is no desire to see them through the curtain (Yang Ji's Bodhisattva Man)
Xia Yan's "Huanxisha")
Turn off the lights in the courtyard for a long time, cut off the rope swing to cut the wind (Yang Shen's "Partridge Sky")
Orchid boudoir is tired, full of worries and dreams, and it is difficult to be brittle (Zhao Nanxing's "Shui Long Yin")
I was fascinated and shed red tears (Zhao Nanxing's Hidden Dragon)
Green yee in hand, swinging strings in vain (Chen Hongshou's Bodhisattva Man)
A few degrees of smoke, only flowers are hard to protect (Chen Zilong's "Eye-catching Lips")
Jade wheel and plain grass, half annoying red makeup (Chen Zilong's "Confessions")
It hurts to worry about the rain in spring and think about the past (Liu's Jin Mingchi)
There is always a desolation and haggard, and there is a beautiful sentence from Yantai (Liu's "Jin Ming Chi")
Looking back on the past, there was a little east wind, and the wind separated the curtains, and the eyebrows were all sad (Liu's Pool)
The voice is slow and ticking. Eyes are not easy. What's going on in the world, the heart of a teenager. Clear and deep (Wang Fuzhi's "More Leakage")
At first glance, it looks like a dollar is flying, the fireworks are wet, and no one sees tears.
Adding water to the river will make the sadness fuller, straighter and farther (Qu Dajun's "Magpie Tread")
After the Qingming Festival, the wind did not turn, my concubine was cold in spring, and Lang was warm in spring (Qu Dajun's "Magpie Tread")
Green is like a skirt, which is fascinating. The spring heart is the king's grandson. No matter the east wind blows, the color reflects the dusk (Qu Dajun's "Langtaosha")
Make a few lines of tears at dusk, and the crow crows the moon (Xia Wanchun's Operator)
Unexpectedly, I couldn't get the knot of empathy, so I got the knot of acacia (Xia Wanchun's "Bu Operator")
There are very few things about people (Wu's He Xinlang)
Speaking of the protagonist's lost way, the wind suddenly cooled down (Chen Weisong's "Good Things are Near")
* * * Sleep Agger listens to the autumn rain, and the little guy is cold (Zhu Yizun's "Gui Dian Qiu")
Always writing lyrics, half hating in the air (Zhu Yizun Xie Peiling)
Love is afraid of thinking of each other, looking forward to the long beach, the grass is full of hearts. When you are sad, you will find blue sky and yellow land (Zhu Yizun's High Balcony).
In the past, I fell asleep, and the silver Zheng cut off the lane (Wang Shizhen's "The Recent Flower")
Where to synthesize sadness? Autumn in people's minds (Tang Duoling, Wu Wenying)
It's unfortunate that a long-lost friend asks that life is bleak everywhere (Gu Zhenguan's Golden Melody).
The hardest thing is to cherish the day and the moon (Nalan Xingde's Dead Hua Lian)
I don't know what bothers me. It's boring to wake up, and it's boring to be drunk (Nalanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
With the change of wind and rain, it failed to break the dream of homesickness, so there is no such voice in my hometown (Nalan Xingde's Sauvignon Blanc)
Rain washes autumn, and people are pale (Golden Gate by Li E)
Who knows that thousands of nights, each pair of Yi Deng red (Jiang Shiquan's "Water Tune")
If a stone can talk, it should look at the past and cry like me (Niannujiao by Wang Renpu)
Look at the green Chi Pan and shed tears (Zhang Huiyan's Magnolia Slow)
Lonely and sad, but also self-sent, self-made sadness (Gong Zizhen's "Langtaosha")
Whether the lake is cool or not depends on how you comb your hair (Gong Zizhen's Langtaosha)
Don't worry too much, Qiu Lai is poor, but silence is more bitter (Xiang Hongzuo's Hidden Dragon)
The faint smoke, the courtyard and the moon in the pear blossoms (Gu Chun's "Early Spring Complaints")
A piece of spring sorrow, gradually blowing, like a spring cloud (Jiang Chunlin's "Liu Duanqing")
Tall buildings in tea, strive to get home (Tan Xian's "Recent Love")
Hunchun was speechless and heartbroken. Spring can come, people can come (Wang's "Dianjiang Lip")
Try so hard to sleep, who will listen to the music? Ink and tears will stain the water.
Leave the shadow of sad autumn and pay the flag pavilion (Wang's "Langtaosha")
It is not a sad thing to be disappointed that Yu Di urged you to say goodbye and to have a good impression on Lan Sao (the article "The Recent Flower")
Repeated tears seal words, life is only difficult to die (article "Recent Love")
Inch by inch, the river is closed, and the land is fascinated (article "Death")
Broken-hearted. Who's going to get it? Mourning Yan (Wang's "Langtaosha")
Looking forward to the spring return, the spring return is even more melancholy (article "Zhu Yingtai Near")
Traveling all over the world, dreams and souls are used to it. I love old pavilions (the article "fishing")
Dead souls come back to the tide every night, and red branches are more bitter (Zheng's "Yu Lou Chun")
The candle in the world is red, and the mountains are green in the dream (Zhu Zumou's Partridge Sky)
Shake things and go to an empty mountain, Mo Wen Du Fu (Zhu Zumou's "Slow Voice")
People are homesick everywhere (Kuang Zhouyi's "Reduced Words Huanxisha")
When you lean your head against a stranger, you will grow old in the dust (Wang Guowei's The Recent Flower)
Bitter moss locks a long way, and it is always wrong.
Bones can be destroyed, not to mention Zhen Hong's forearm sand (Yu Meiren by Wang Guowei)
From now on, I will never dream of gratitude again. I will sit and enjoy Byakki Smoker (Yu Meiren by Wang Guowei).
Wuniang praised her for her good dancing to her face, but she always made a mistake in her waist (Wang Guowei's "Near Flowers")
Ten Years of Unforgettable Dreams (Huanxisha by Wang Guowei)
Disappointed with the autumn wind, the world is haggard, and the beauty complains about the grass (Lv Bicheng's Qi Luo Xiang)
Birds are frightened, flowers are splashing and tears are splashing, and mountains and rivers are worried about locking spring.