Li Yu (937-978), the king of the Southern Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, reigned from 961-975. His courtesy name was Chongguang, his first name was Congjia, and his nickname was Zhongyin. Lotus layman. A native of Xuzhou (now Jiangsu). The sixth son of Li Jing, Yuanzong of the Southern Tang Dynasty, succeeded to the throne in the second year of Jianlong of the Song Dynasty (961), and was known as the later master in history. In the eighth year of Kaibao's reign, the country was defeated and surrendered to the Song Dynasty. He was captured in Bianjing and was named General You Qianniu Guard and Marquis of Disobedience. Later, he was poisoned to death by Song Taizong. Although Li Yu was politically incompetent, his artistic talent was extraordinary. Li Yugong is good at calligraphy, good at painting, good at music and rhythm, and has certain attainments in poetry and prose, especially his poetry. There are about 32 poems written by Li Yu in existence, and their content can be divided into two categories: the first category is written before the Song Dynasty, which mainly reflects court life and the love between men and women, with a narrow theme; the second category is written after the Song Dynasty. The deep pain of the subjugation of the country, the reminiscence of the past, and the creation of works based on his own emotions. The achievements of his works during this period far exceeded those of the previous period. The masterpieces include "Poppy Poppies", "Lang Tao Sha" and "Crying in the Night" were all written at this time. Most of the poems written during this period were sad and desolate. They mainly described the scenes of leaning on the fence and looking into the distance and returning in dreams, expressing the infinite nostalgia for the "homeland" and "the past". Li Yu occupies an important position in the history of Chinese Ci and is known as the "Eternal Ci Emperor". It also has a great influence on future generations. He inherited the tradition of the Huajian School poets since the late Tang Dynasty, but also reflected a certain artistic conception of general significance in real life through concrete and perceptible personal images, thus taking the creation of Ci a big step forward. Expands the performance field of words. Li Yu's writing, poetry, calligraphy and painting creations are all abundant. His lyrics are mainly collected in "Two Main Poems of the Southern Tang Dynasty".
Li Yu was "a benevolent and filial man, good at writing, good at calligraphy and painting, and had a large forehead, long teeth, and an eye with heavy pupils." He was the sixth son of Li Jing, Yuanzong of the Southern Tang Dynasty (the central leader of the Southern Tang Dynasty). Since Li Jing's second to fifth sons all died early, when Li Yu's eldest brother Li Hongji became the crown prince, he was the de facto second son. Li Hongji was a "very jealous man". Li Yu, who was the Duke of An Ding at that time, was afraid that Li Hongji would be suspicious of him, so he did not dare to participate in political affairs and just read for fun every day.
In 959, Li Hongji died shortly after poisoning Li Jingsui. Li Jing planned to make Li Yu the crown prince, but Zhong Mo said, "I am a coward from Jiade, but I have too much faith in the Shi family. I am not a master of talent. I am good, courageous, and dignified, so I should make him his heir." Li Jing was angry and found an excuse to kill Zhong Mo. He was demoted to the rank of Si Ye and exiled to Raozhou. Li Yu was granted the title of King of Wu, Shangshu Ling, and knows political affairs, and ordered him to live in the East Palace.
In 961, the second year of Jianlong of the Song Dynasty, Li Jing moved the capital to Nanchang and established Li Yu as the prince to supervise the country, ordering him to stay in Jinling. After Li Jing died in June, Li Yu ascended the throne in Jinling.
Li Yu was "arrogant, voluptuous, and fond of illusory pictures. He was interested in high-minded talks and had no regard for political affairs."
After the Song army destroyed the Southern Han Dynasty in 971, Li Yu wanted to show that he would not resist. Song Dynasty, he proclaimed himself a minister to Song Dynasty and changed his title to Lord of Jiangnan.
In 973, when Song Taizu ordered Li Yu to go to Kaifeng, he refused to go because of illness. Song Taizu sent Cao Bin to lead the army to attack the Southern Tang Dynasty.
In December 974, Cao Bin captured Jinling.
After reigning for fifteen years, he was known as the Empress Li and the Empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
In 975, the city was broken, and the emperor Rouqi surrendered. He was captured and brought to Bianjing, where he was granted the title of Marquis of Disobedience. Taizong ascended the throne and was granted the title of Duke of Longxi County.
In 978 (the third year of the Taiping and Xingguo reign), Xu Xuan visited Li Yu on the order of Song Taizong. Li Yu sighed to Xu Xuan: "I killed Pan You and Li Ping by mistake, and I regret it endlessly!". Xu Xuan retreated and informed him. Song Taizong was furious when he heard this. According to the "Mo Ji" written by Wang Zhi of the Song Dynasty, Li Yu was finally poisoned by Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty for writing the words "The motherland cannot bear to look back" and "A river of spring water flows eastward". Some people say that the triggering drug is the traditional Chinese medicine Nux vomica. After taking it, it damages the central nervous system, causing convulsions all over the body, and the head and feet shrinking together [7], which is extremely painful. After Li Yu's death, he was buried in Beimang Mountain, Luoyang. Xiao Zhouhou was distraught and died soon after.
Li Yu was "born in a deep palace and grew up in the hands of women". He was "forgiving in nature and never obeyed orders". He was fond of abstaining from killing. After his death, people in the south of the Yangtze River heard about it and "everyone cried in the streets." For fasting”.
Oops of September 10th
Li Yu
When I wake up from the late rain and autumn wine, my mood is hard to calm down.
The yellow flowers are deserted and the red leaves are rustling with the sound of drums.
After turning away from the world, I can be tired of the vulgarity, but I still remember my passion by chance.
Since my temples have turned gray, I have been frightened even if I don’t learn from Anren.
Spring in the Jade House
Li Yu
The evening makeup has just begun to show the snow on the skin, and the concubines and concubines in the Spring Palace are lined up.
The phoenix flute blows away the water and the clouds are idle, and the colorful clothes are played again and the song is heard.
Who is more fragrant in the wind? Drunk and charming.
When I return home, I will put off the red candles and wait for the horse’s hooves to clear the night moon.
Autumn Warbler
Li Yu
The remnant warbler doesn’t know what’s going on in autumn, and is still wandering alone across the secluded forest.
The old tongue listens in all kinds of ways, and a dark yellow point enters the smoke stream.
Qi Chi turned away from the world and felt the same sadness as Lu, and his eyes were as bright as a sheng in pieces.
Don’t linger for a long time before going back, the dew flowers are desolate and the polygonum flowers are sad.
The illness started and the wall of the mountain house was mentioned
Li Yu
When the illness first appeared in the mountain house, it became mild at first, and the staff and turban were brown, which was called leisure.
The stove is turned on low and the heat is deep, and the ditch leads to the sound of new streams.
Temporary appointment with Peng Juanan is decayed, and in the final period Zongyuan will ask about Wusheng.
Who can work hard in the dust, and be greedy and combine fish and dragon to build a strong reputation.
Gengluzi
Golden bird hairpin, red pink noodles, temporarily meet in the flower. Knowing my intention and feeling your pity, I must ask Heaven for this feeling.
The fragrance turns into ears, the wax turns into tears, and it still seems like the two people’s thoughts. The pillow is greasy, the brocade quilt is cold, and I feel more leaky and residual.
Geng Lezi
The willow silk is long, the spring rain is thin, and the sound of leaking outside the flowers is heard far away. The geese are frightened, the crows are rising in the city, and the golden partridges are painted on the screen.
The fragrant mist is thin and penetrates the heavy curtain, melancholy Xiejiachi Pavilion. The red candle is on the back, the embroidered drapery is hanging down, Meng Changjun doesn't know.
Sauvignon Blanc
Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, the water is cold, the acacia maple leaves are red.
The flowers are blooming, but the flowers are withered. The wild geese are flying high and the people have not returned them. A curtain of wind and moonlight is idle.
Sending King Deng’s 20th brother to Xuancheng in Yimu
Li Yu
Qingwei Qingge is even more late, but he will not be drunk and he will be cherished.
The waves are invading and the light is rippled with sorrow, and the chaotic mountains are filled with hatred.
How extremely affectionate you are when you are running against cypress trees. I am heading towards the west by the sun.
There are so many places in the Yanjiang River, so there is no need to embrace the sadness.
Crossing the Zhongjiang River and looking at Shicheng, weeping
Li Yu
My old hometown in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River has been a dream for thirty years.
Wuyuan Palace is now in neglect, and Guangling Terrace Palace is desolate.
The cloud cage is far away, and there are thousands of sorrows, and the rain hits the boat with thousands of tears.
Four brothers and three hundred people cannot sit around and think about it.
Elegy
Li Yu
The pearls are broken before the eyes, and the flowers wither in the world. The hatred in my heart was not gone, but I missed it again.
The jade basket is still full of residual medicine, and the incense box has been stained with dust. I will feel sad in the past, and I will feel sad in the future. There are no tears to wet the towel.
The beauty is the same as the fragrant tree, and the dangerous path is the same. It is sad to see spring come true, but the bitter rain hurts the bushes.
Where is Mingli now? All her affairs are gone. There is nothing to ask about, and I will thank the east wind for thousands of years.
Eulogy
Li Yu
It’s hard to let go of my eternal thoughts, and I sigh in loneliness. It rains in late autumn and makes me feel lonely, and my sorrow increases my illness.
Thinking before swallowing the wind, feeling dizzy and blurred. The king of space should remember me, and the poor man is lost in his family.
Feelings
Li Yu
I saw the old branches of the tung blossoms again, and the mist and rain on the first floor were miserable.
Who can feel melancholy and melancholy? Unconsciously, tears flow down my face.
The charming beauty is no longer seen in the city, and the festival is full of sorrow.
The old smoke moon is gone, and the eyebrows are weeping in Furong City.
Plum Blossom
Li Yu
Diligent transplantation, curved sill and small railing. ***When I meet again on a beautiful day, I still worry about whether it will be beautiful.
Block the wind and open the barriers, use the moon to irrigate the cold spring. Unexpectedly, before and after the flowers, the eyebrows are not complete.
Dongjun didn’t know he lost the owner of the fireworks. What's the use of the fragrance? It still smells like last year's branches.
Shu Ling Banquet Handkerchief
Li Yu
The floating life is haggard, and the beauty is lost in the prime of life. The sweaty hands are stained by fragrance, and the eyebrows are stained by smoke.
Writing on the back of the pipa
Li Yu
The quill is as sharp as a shoulder, and it is hard to beat countless strands of silk. The fragrance of heaven leaves the phoenix tail, and the remaining warmth is in the sandalwood trough.
Feelings during illness
Li Yu
I have been very haggard for many years, and depression makes me hurt myself. The wind invades the diseased bones, and the rain qi swallows the intestines.
The night cauldron is only boiled with medicine, and the mustache is half stained with frost. How similar is the front edge? Who can ask the King of Space?
Writing while ill
Li Yu
The sick body is strong and the love is deep, sitting at the banquet with the fragrance of the fragrance, I think about myself.
Living quietly in the moonlight only makes medicine, and in the secluded courtyard by the door only birds come.
What can a quack doctor do if he is too lazy to listen to his words? The little maid will do what she can.
You have to ask Buddhism to know the smell, otherwise all kinds of troubles will invade you.
Granting the palace maid Qingnu
Li Yu
As the charm grows old, spring becomes shameful, and people feel lost in the old days everywhere.
Thank you, the long strip seems familiar, and the strong smoke is blowing on the head.
After the title of Jinlouzi
Li Yu
Thousands of toothpicks are packed with red gauze, and Wang Can's book is burned together.
If you don’t leave a face with the ancestral dragon, you will get the present day after leaving the chapter.
Sentence
Li Yu
The distant Altair star is lost in the sun of the river. Charming yellow aunt, looking at each other from afar.
The warbler should be angry, but the butterfly dance is not much. ("Falling Flowers")
Bow and let the moon in your hands, shake the wind in your arms. ("Singing the Fan")
The disease is like weakness, and it has been disgusting for five years. (The following "Luxui Notes")
It is difficult to recover from the decline of beauty, and Xiaodian Junlin is quite ashamed of himself.
He sneered at the Qin Emperor's long-term strategy, and quietly pitied his concubine when she was in pain.
The temples are getting new white today, and the chrysanthemums are still yellow from last year. (The following "Famous Talks of Han Mansion")
All eternity will eventually die, and there will be a plateau at the burial place of Zuixiang.
Life is less than a hundred years old, and I have just painted a thousand-year painting. ("The Talk of Wild Guests")
The sun reflects the fairy clouds and the sky is high and deep in autumn. ("Miscellaneous Things in Hailu")
When the black light begins to shine, the dragon candle will fight to hold it. (The following "Kong Tie")
The branches are full of dew.
The sunny day has gone to the west, and the solemn and cold weather has begun to arrive.
Nine-folded swans and four-sided lantern fish.
Don’t drink wine without thinking.
Pouring the bowl increases longevity, and delivering deep meals to guests.
Poppy
Li Yu
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past?
The east wind blew again in the small building last night,
The motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has changed.
How much sorrow can you have?
Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Poppy
The wind returns to the small courtyard, turning green, and the willow eyes continue to spring.
I have been silent for half a day,
The sound of bamboo and the crescent moon are still the same as before.
Before the music and songs have dispersed, I am here, and the ice on the pond has just begun to melt.
The candles are bright and fragrant, and the building is darkly painted.
The clear frost and remaining snow on the temples are hard to bear.
Langtaosha
Li Yu
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.
Luo Qui cannot bear the cold at dawn.
In the dream, I didn’t realize that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
Don’t lean on the fence alone, the world is unlimited.
It’s easy to say goodbye but hard to see others.
As the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and it is heaven and earth.
Langtaosha
The past can only be sad, but it is difficult to look at the scenery.
Moss invades the steps in the courtyard in the autumn wind.
As long as the bead curtain is not rolled up, who will come all day long?
The golden sword has been buried, and the strength has faded.
On a cool night, the moon shines brightly.
I want to see the shadow of Jade Tower and Yao Palace shining in Qinhuai!
Crow's Night Cry
Li Yu
The forest flowers withered the spring red,
Too hasty,
Helpless Cold rain comes in the morning and wind comes in the evening.
Tears of rouge,
keep people drunk,
how long will it take,
of course, life grows and hates water.
The night cries
Last night there was wind and rain, and the curtains rustled with autumn sounds.
The candle is leaking and broken, so I often lean on the pillow. Can't sit up flat.
Everything in the world goes with the flow, and only a dream comes to an end.
Zuixiang Road is safe and suitable for frequent visits, but other than that it is unsuitable.
Meet each other happily
Li Yu
Silently, I went up to the west building alone,
The moon is like a hook,
The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.
Continuous cutting,
still chaotic,
is the sadness of separation,
separation is the ordinary feeling in the heart.
A handful of beads
Li Yu
After putting on her evening makeup,
Shen Tan paid some attention.
Revealing the cloves to others,
singing a clear song,
temporarily causing the cherries to burst.
The sleeves of the sleeves are still beautiful,
The deep swirl of the cup is soaked by the fragrant mash.
The embroidered bed is leaning on the embroidered bed,
Chewing the red velvet,
smiling and spitting at Tan Lang.
Qingpingle
Li Yu
Farewell to the spring half,
It touches the eyes and makes the heart break.
The fallen plum blossoms are as chaotic as snow,
Even if you brush them all over, they are still full.
There is no proof of the arrival of wild geese,
The dream of returning home is difficult to come by.
Leaving hatred is like spring grass,
The farther you go, the farther you go, the more you survive.
Huanxi Sha
Li Yu
The red sun is already three feet high,
The golden furnace is adding incense beasts,
The red brocade lichen wrinkles with every step.
The beautiful lady dances with golden hairpins,
When she is drunk, she picks up flower stamens and smells them,
In the other hall, she hears the playing of flutes and drums in the distance.
Huanxi Sand
Returning from a dream while turning the candle,
Looking for the traces of the past but disappointed,
The wishes of the Heavenly Religion are contrary to the body .
Waiting for the water to pass away from the moon pool,
The shady flower pavilion is dimly lit,
I don’t hesitate to put on more clothes when I climb up.
Bodhisattva Man
Li Yu
The bright moon and bright flowers cover the light mist,
The sky is now heading towards Langbian!
Walking up the fragrant steps in shorts and socks,
Hand-held gold lace shoes.
See you on the south side of the painting hall.
I always tremble when I lean against someone.
It is difficult for a slave to come out,
I teach you to be merciful.
Linjiang Fairy
Li Yu
When the cherries fall, they return in spring, and the butterflies turn over and fly together.
Zigui cries about the moon in the west of the small building.
The jade hooks and curtains hang down the melancholy twilight smoke.
After the lonely people dispersed in other alleys, Wangcan Tobacco was in the doldrums.
The incense of the stove floats like a phoenix.
Holding the Luo belt empty, I look back and hate Yiyi.
Broken Array
Li Yu
Forty years of family and country,
three thousand miles of mountains and rivers.
The phoenix pavilion and the dragon tower are connected to the sky,
The qiong branches of the jade tree are used as tobacco.
How many times have you ever seen fighting?
Once you become a captive,
you will spend time sinking your waist and wearing your temples.
On the day of farewell to the temple in a hurry,
The temple is still playing farewell songs.
Weeping to Gong E.
Midnight Song
Li Yu
How can we avoid sorrow and hatred in life? There is no limit to my love for being alone in ecstasy!
The dream of returning to the motherland brings tears to my eyes.
Who can go up to the tall building? I will always remember Qiu Qingwang.
The past has become empty, still like a dream.
Looking to the South of the Yangtze River
Li Yu
The leisurely dream is far away, and the southern country is in full bloom.
There is an orchestra on the boat and the river is facing Lu, and the city is full of flying catkins and light dust.
Busy killing the flower watchers!
Looking to the south of the Yangtze River
Dreaming far away, it is autumn in the southern country.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are cold and far away, and a lonely boat is parked deep in the reed flowers.
The flute is in Yueming Tower.
Looking at Jiangnan
Li Yu
How much hatred was in my dream last night.
It still feels like the old days of swimming in Shangyuan, with cars and horses like dragons;
The flowery moon is in the spring breeze!
Looking south of the Yangtze River
How many tears, the broken face regains its shape.
Don’t talk about your worries with tears, Feng Sheng will not cry when you cry;
Broken heart is even more undoubtedly!
Santai Order
Li Yu
Staying awake and tired, he puts on his clothes and goes out.
The moon is cold, the autumn bamboos are cold, and the wind cuts through the windows at night.
Picking mulberries
Li Yu
The windlass in Jinjing is late,
A few trees are startling autumn. Day rain brings new sorrow.
The 100-foot shrimp tentacles are on the jade hook.
The Qiong window is broken by two moths in spring,
Looking back, I want to send my scales to swim,
The cold waves of the nine curves do not follow the current.
Willow Branch
Li Yu
As the charm grows old, spring becomes shy,
Everywhere the soul feels like traveling;
< p> Thank you, the long strip seems familiar,The strong hanging tobacco spike brushes the head.
Xie Xin'en
There is no flute-playing girl in Qin Tower, leaving only the scenery of Shangyuan. The pink flower and golden pistil are low and high. The east wind makes me feel fragrant.
Qiong Chuang □ (original lack) dreams are left for the rest of the day, how long did I hate back then! The green stems reflect the weeping poplar trees. We meet temporarily, just like dreaming and thinking too lazily.
Qingpingle
Li Yu
Farewell to the spring half,
It touches the eyes and makes the heart break.
The fallen plum blossoms are as chaotic as snow,
Even if you brush them all over, they are still full.
There is no proof of the arrival of wild geese,
The dream of returning home is difficult to come by.
Leaving hatred is like spring grass,
The farther you go, the farther you go, the more you survive.
Ruan Lang returns
Presents himself to the twelfth brother of King Zheng
Li Yu
The east wind blows the water and the sun carries the mountains. When spring comes, it is leisure.
The flowers are falling, the wine is fading, and the music is playing in a drunken dream.
Who can groom the emerald servant girl if she wears her clothes quietly and wears her makeup at night?
Lingering in the scenery to cherish the beauty, leaning against the lantern alone at dusk.
Picking mulberries
Li Yu
In front of the pavilion, all the red maidens are chasing each other, and their dance is wandering.
The drizzle falls slightly, and the eyebrows are temporarily opened.
The calm and fragrant sound of the green window is broken, and the fragrant seal turns to ashes.
I can't help but fall asleep and fall into a dream.
Tam Lian Zi Ling
Li Yu
The deep courtyard is quiet, the small court is empty,
The intermittent cold wind blows.
The night is long and helpless,
The sound of the moon comes to the curtains.
Tao Lianzi
Li Yu
The hair on the hair is messy, the makeup is ruined at night,
The eyebrows are far away with a hateful look.
The tender cheeks are held sideways, and the bamboo shoots are tender.
For whom are you leaning against the railing with tears?
Fisherman
Li Yu
The waves are filled with thousands of snows, and the peach and plum trees are like a silent team of spring.
With a pot of wine and a pole of fiber, how many people are there like Nong in the world?
Fisherman
A spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook.
Flowers are all over the country, wine is all over the place, and freedom is found in the vast expanse of waves.
Die Lianhua
Li Yu
Walking leisurely in the distant night pavilion, the Qingming Festival has just passed, and I wake up early to feel the late spring.
The sound of rain and the wind lingered, and the hazy moon and clouds came and went.
The peaches and plums are in the darkness of spring, who is on the swing, whispering in the smile.
There are thousands of emotions in a heart, and there is no place to arrange it in this world.
Midnight Song
Li Yu
To look for spring, you must start early in the spring, and don’t wait for the flowers to grow old.
The ethereal jade is soft, the fermented grains are floating on the cup, and the surface is clear.
Why not smile frequently and return home late in spring in the forbidden garden.
When drunk and idle together, the poems are completed with Jiegu.
Bodhisattva Barbarian
Li Yu
The bright moon and bright flowers cover the light mist, and today the sky is heading towards Langbian!
Wear shorts and stockings while walking up the fragrant steps, and carry gold-leafed shoes.
See you on the south bank of the painting hall, I always tremble when I lean against someone.
It is difficult for a slave to come out, so teach him to show mercy as he pleases.
Bodhisattva Barbarian
The girl on the closed rooftop of Penglai courtyard sleeps in the painting hall during the day and is speechless.
Throw your pillow under the green cloud light, and smell the strange fragrance while embroidering your clothes.
The hidden pearl lock moves, and you are shocked to realize the silver screen dream.
The faces are full of smiles, and they look at each other with infinite affection.
Bodhisattva Man
The rhyme of the copper spring is crisp and cold, and the sound of the new sound is slow and delicate.
The eyes are dark and the eyes are full of eyes.
The rain clouds are deep in the embroidered house, and it is in harmony when you come.
The banquet was over and empty again, and the soul was lost in a spring dream.
The Migrating Oriole
Li Yu
The moon is falling at dawn, the clouds are faint,
I lean on the pillow silently.
Dreaming back to the fragrant grass,
The sky is far away and the sound of wild geese is rare.
The singing orioles are scattered, the remaining flowers are scattered,
The lonely painting hall is deep in the courtyard.
Pian Hongxiu swept away all Congyi,
Waiting for the dancers to return.
Zhaohui Zhou Houyi
For eternity, the people are steaming. When cravings and desires prevail, joys and sorrows arise. I am in love with you at home, and come to Tianjin when something happens. The wealth is abundant and the world is at ease, but the joy and sorrow are in the Yin Dynasty. The dark black rabbit is in vain, and the lush summer withers in spring. As time goes by, I forget about the new. The scenery is in ruins, and the world is full of rivers. The interaction with foreign objects still hurts people in the past. The strange dream of Gaotang, the glory of Luopu, the structure of humiliation and emptiness, and the pity for the end of the past. My heart is broken, and my joy and sorrow have their place. How could Cang Cang deserve to be killed? It's hard to catch up with someone who's graceful and graceful, and you won't be able to gain anything in the world. The jade weeps and the beads melt, but it dies and breaks into pieces. Soft and graceful, the pair are solitary, tall and graceful, graceful and open-minded. Beauty may not be refined, but wisdom may not hurt. Pan Shen ridiculed and warned, but he was careful and solemn. The ring is worn and worn, and the rules are followed. Know how to smile and show off your beauty. There are clouds on the temples, and the eyes are shining brightly. The love is full of spring, and the words of love are fragrant. The beauty is unique and the metal is auspicious. There is no fault in her graceful appearance, and she teaches many ways. Passing away alone. Where can I leave you? Once upon a time I was newly married and my relationship was very good. The matchmaker has no excuses for his work, and there is no illegal reward for the matchmaker. The invitation to return to my sister is a sign of good fortune. This is the way to be united and prepared. Hold your hand and grow old together. How about now, why don’t you tell me finally? What a shame, my aspirations and intentions are violated, but filial piety and love overcome everything. Diligent and gentle, strong to defeat dangerous words. Longing for regrets and tears of sorrow. What does it mean to be patient? Read this sad compilation. The beauty is easy to wither, and the city is easy to be fragile. The truth is that it can be tolerated, but a strong heart is drunk. Faith is worthy of a meal, and hunger in the morning is comfort. How can we be together once and for all? Alas! Rich in talent and art, women are also poor. Pick up the opera and pass on the skills, and perform the chess wonderfully. The charm is moving and fortune-telling, and the song is lingering in a soft tone. This is a gift of love and quality, and a unique weapon to pass on to China. With one move of the Cuiqiu, the red sleeves flew into bloom. The love is in the sky, and the thoughts are in the clouds. Expand and conceal restraint, slender and extravagant. Extreme poverty, no flaws. Those who judge the sound look up and stop, and those who reach the joy sigh. The music performance came late, and he broke the news to invite the dancers, with sharp hands and quick hands, chanting business and presenting feathers. The tannery is often adjusted, and the method is moved to the degree. Jian curbs complexity and creates new rules. The old songs of neon clothes, Tao Yin has fallen into the world, and has lost its taste and harmonious tone, which still hurts Kong's family. The legacy of the motherland is almost lost. I admire its beauty, and you reveal its secrets. The remaining laws of degree are re-made elegantly. Who is not a son? Sincerely I have the same kind. Now you will die, and you will disappear forever. Alas! It is so beautiful and fragrant, and its stories are so legendary that it is difficult for others to share the same story. Look at the empty hall and look for traces in the sky. When mourning the deceased, keep the memories in mind. Jingxu died of carvings, and his forehead was embroidered by the wind. Swallows and swallows exchange sounds and colors. Butterflies and flowers fall in disorder, the rain is clear and the food is cold. After the chariot comes the poor joy, it is a feast and a rest. Holding peach recommendation is solid, fearing the sun will flow empty. The forest carvings are in the evening, and the lotus dances are sparsely red. The smoke is light and beautiful, and the snow is shining on the face. The slender eyebrows are fangyue, and the high bun is winding.
How can I follow my soft and graceful face? The cicadas sing with sorrow, the locust trees wither and complain. The four qi are poor and sad, and this is the autumn feast. My mind is free from worries and nothing can be messed up. The string music is clear and businesslike, and the beauty is drunk and looking forward to it. No matter what the mood is, sing and feast in style. The flowers grow in the cold, and the orchids dance in the snow. The pearl cage is filled with scrolls at dusk, and the golden stove is fragrant at dusk. Lil Wodan, graceful and clear. I'm tired of drinking at night, how can I forget? Year after year, I enjoy the joy and enjoyment. If you don't have enough time, you will feel melancholy first. How could it suddenly become the past? Alas! What is called the dead is lost in the passing of time. I miss Shuzi forever. If you don't see love, my heart will be ruined. I feel so guilty about the cold and heat, why would I rather stay away from you? Alas! All things have no intention, just like the wind and smoke. Only the sun and the moon are used, and the clouds and rain are used. Things remain the same, where are the people? How can I live in a quiet room? Alas! The good name is here, and looking at the moon hurts E. The eyes are forever apart, and there is no wave in the mirror. The emperor is in despair, how does he feel? The trees are green at dusk, and the sorrow is endless. I have experienced many joys and many legacy. The sound of silk and bamboo is quiet, and the scent of Qiluo is fragrant. Thoughts are indifferent and dissatisfied, and the feeling becomes more and more haggard. Alas! As time goes by, there is no time to see each other. Love is chaotic, who will rely on it! It was the same when we were trying to maintain the past, but it was not the same when we were trying to maintain the present. Alas! God is unkind, and holding grudges is a virtue; he not only takes my son, but also destroys my house. In what year will the mirror come back again, and in what day will the orchid bloom? Alas! The sky is filled with sorrowful clouds, and the sky is warm with sorrowful smoke. Emei is lonely and close to the city, and I am sad and sad. Alas! When the sun and moon come, the tortoises and grass grow, and the Xiaojia flags are often raised. The dragon's chariot has no ride, and the golden house has no owner for thousands of years. Alas! The trees are intertwined with the wind, and the birds are singing and flying. I am saddened by the lonely shadow, and the pain is endless because of my private pity. Alas! Everyone feels sad at night, why not mourn? If you ask hard and get nothing, your heart will be destroyed. The trumpet is silent, how can it continue? God is gone forever and good. Alas! Yao Yao's fragrant soul, boundless steps in the sky, caressing the tree with blood, where can I invite my son? Gou Yun's road is so poor that he hopes to convey his love to the alchemist! Alas!