From the Song of Eternal Sorrow by Bai Juyi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Excerpts from original poems
The Everlasting Regret
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
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When I left, I politely asked the messenger to send a message to the king. Only the king and I know the oath in the letter. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, there was no one in the middle of the night, and we vowed to each other. In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.
2, I hope to be single-minded and never give up.
From Zhuo Wenjun Whitehead Song in Han Dynasty.
Original poem
Baitouge
Love should be as pure as snow in the mountains and as bright as clouds on the moon.
I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you.
Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.
I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning.
When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.
I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.
The love of men and women is as light and soft as a fishing rod, and the fish is as lovely as a living wave.
Men should attach importance to friendship, and there is no money to compensate for the loss of sincere love.
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Love should be as pure as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you have second thoughts, so I came to break up with you. Buy wine at the last party today, and break up in the ditch early tomorrow morning. I walked slowly along the ditch, and my past life flowed eastward like ditch water.
At the beginning, I resolutely left home and ran away with you, unlike ordinary girls who cry sadly. I hope to find a soul mate who can accompany me to my old age. Love between men and women is like a fishing rod. The fish is so cute. A man should attach importance to affection and righteousness, and lose sincere love, which money and wealth can't make up for.
3, the harp is in the royal family, very quiet.
From the pre-Qin anonymous "Guo Feng Zheng Feng female cock crow"
Original poem
"National wind, Zheng Feng, women say chickens crow."
A woman is called a cock crow, and a scholar is called an ignorant man. Children like watching the night, but the stars are rotten. Can fly, can fly, can swim, can geese.
Yi Yan adds up, this is the right son. It is advisable to talk about drinking and grow old with your son. The harp is in the imperial court. Keep quiet.
Knowing that my son was coming, I gave it to him. Knowing his son's obedience, he asked with mixed feelings. Knowing a child's kindness is in exchange for miscellaneous praise.
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The woman said, "The rooster crowed." The man said, "It's not dawn yet. If you don't believe in pushing the window to see the sky, the morning star is already shining. " "Birds living in nests will fly high and shoot ducks and geese at reeds." "Wild ducks and geese shoot down and cook for you. Make good food and drink, and love each other forever. " Women play the piano, men play the piano, and they are harmonious and happy together. "I know you really care about me, so I will send you a miscellaneous answer. I know you are considerate to me, and I send you a handkerchief to show my gratitude. Knowing that you love me is true, I will send you a miscellaneous watch. "
4, and the picture, for a long time, for the sake of deep love, I am too afraid to stop smoking.
From Su Shi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Turn incense to keep the golden stove warm, musk deer and cinder"
Original poem
Turn the incense, the golden stove is still warm, and the musk cinder is still warm.
The golden stove is still warm. Xixiang turned Baochai over. It tastes very strong. I smoked it. This time, it tastes better than before.
Steal a little Pengshan behind your back. It's even darker and darker. And figure, dense for a long time, for love, too afraid of breaking cigarettes.
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The incense burner is still warm, and there is not much incense left in it. Cherish the fragrance, even if there is not much left. It is also necessary to turn over the residual fragrance with Baochai and let it burn completely. Smell there again, and the fragrance is still there. When others don't know, add Daphne to the incense burner, burn it secretly with burning spices, and then cover the incense burner secretly to make the fragrance float longer. This is because the two have deep feelings and are afraid that the incense will go out before it is burned.
5, peach roots and peach leaves are always together, entertaining guests for two nights.
From the Song Dynasty poet Hongyan's Conghua Yong Bing Arrives in Lian.
Original poem
A bunch of flowers, ode to Dilian
Yu Pei's clothes are on. She is relatively red. The lotus root wind sends Ling Bo, bowing his head to speak softly. An affectionate and bitter heart returns to the pulse of the sunset.
The color is fragrant, and the moon is small. Peach roots and leaves are always together, accompanied by diligent two-bedroom mandarin ducks. Rice floats, Shen Yun is dark, I send Xiaoxiang and dreams.
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It seems that Bingdilian has just finished dancing with the beauties in Yu Pei. They look at each other and dress up separately. A breeze blew, and they lowered their heads again, as if they were discussing something softly. They have the same sadness and yearning, giving up their feelings and facing the sunset. The delicate color of flowers has faded, but the fragrance is more intense.
Under the silver moonlight, the frozen lotus in the pond is as dependent as a peach root and a peach leaf sister, accompanying the mandarin ducks living in the two places. The remaining rice is floating in the water, and the dark clouds are getting thicker and thicker. They feel the same way about a person.