Author:
Su Shi
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I wonder what year it is today.
I want to ride home in the wind, afraid of magnificent buildings and too cold at high places.
What is it like? The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hatred,
Why should it be different? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people live a long life. 2. Recent flowers
Author:
Su Shi
Spring is fading and the grass is resting. The view from the guest room and Tomb-Sweeping Day. People remember to say goodbye at dusk in the courtyard. Birds are everywhere. Close at hand, mountains and rivers divide into Chu and Yue. Eye broken soul pin, answer the dust off. The dream is broken and my heart is broken. The sound of the horn blows the plum blossom moon.