1, the ancient rhyme is fragrant and the book is overflowing. Peach blossom waterfall, leisure pool pavilion, chrysanthemum fragrance, Korean department. Cui Youdi, Qin Sequ, Friends, Iraqi Dream. Ancient fragrance is deep, lilac knot, hazy rain, butterfly Qi Fei.
2, goldfinch, red powder, meet each other between flowers. Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it. Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people. Pillow fatigue, kam cold, sleep more disabled.
3. Jun said that Silk tassel spent the night in Chang 'an, and then the restaurant slept peacefully, and the immortal name was far-reaching.
4, the bright moon sends acacia thousands of miles away, and acacia people have long tears. Excuse me, when will Lang Jun come back to live a single and painful life with me?
5, Jiang Nanan, Liuzhi; On the north bank of the river, willow branches; When giving people away endlessly. Hate separation, willow branch. A glass of wine, willow branches; Tears droop and willow branches sway; You go to Chang 'an against everything. What time are you coming back?
6, drizzling, leaning alone in front of the window. I can't let go of my worries. I fly together in spring, play with a mandarin duck, say goodbye to you, look at the horizon and write poems, which is difficult to express my feelings. It's hard to meet and send messages to express my feelings.
7, drunk shooting spring shirts cherish the old fragrance. Will be mad with hate. Autumn grass grows on the stranger, and the sunset rises in the building every day. Boundless, boundless. People still have a long way to go. Thinking has no words. Don't waste your tears on writing paper.
8. "I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm fascinated by it. The living can die, and the dead can live; Unable to be born and die, unable to be resurrected after death. Non-emotional -"The Peony Pavilion, Resurrection"
9. The moon has how bright, according to the latitude of my bed. I can't sleep because I'm worried, and I wander around in my clothes. Although you are very happy, you'd better go back early. Who should I sue if I speak alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
10, pale pink, sad, tears dripping on my lips. Half-life infatuation will always pass, and my heart is cold. Seeing things and thinking about people is already sick, but I feel helpless, laughing and crying. I used to recall my gentle hometown in the past, but I can't escape it. I miss it. Iraqis don't wait, and they have nowhere to think, but love and hate are both sad. I hope there is a dream in the distance, and I will be sad for this life if I don't wake up or sleep!
1 1, [Aesthetic Antique] Love is deep, loneliness is hard to hide, and whispering in my ear is like a sigh; Love is endless, and everyone will feel pity when they are lonely all their lives, spreading silently in the hazy air; The flood of running water, with all the breeze, dyed the writing paper white.
12, lonely and cold on the small building, silver hooligans like poor autumn. Smoke and water draw a quiet screen. Flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the continuous rain is as thin as sorrow. A small silver hook hangs on the curtain. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"
13, pick a handful of alfalfa, in the lifetime of male and female servants. Facing the blue sky like dye, go to your place to ask questions.
14. Your heart can choose to love or not to love male and female servants, while male and female servants can only choose to love you or love you more.
15, don't torture male and female servants, their hearts have been cut, and it's not blood that comes out, it's the fault of loving you.
16, the hypocrisy of the monarch, the courtiers see the tail from beginning to end, and the courtiers follow, who sees the beauty belonging to the courtiers.
17, if you have nothing to say, go to the west building alone, and the moon is like a hook. Youwutong deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Constantly, the reason is still chaos, it is separation. It's a common smell in my heart.
18, the flowers bloom only for butterfly love, and the patches are red and black. The past is like a dream, and the memory of life locks the window.
19, when loneliness is stained with a sad background, how can the night endure silence? Your fault, my fault, darkens the bright moon, and the autumn wind is a little bleak. How can you not make people cry? A wisp of luck, I can't shake off the fate, even though there is a string of acacia in my heart, the story is sighing in twists and turns. The city has long been at war, and now you are holding someone's arm lightly.
20. A touch of purples in the years decorated the Spring and Autumn Period. The streamer of fireworks shattered the moment of youth. Rain and the world of mortals, who disturbed the old dreams of youth; When the dust settles, who will tell the feelings of parting? The flute is long in the distance, but it hurts. There is a long stream nearby, but it's like a dream. Who can see through the world of mortals, who can speak shallowly, and who can put out this fireworks?
2 1, no one on the earth will turn, but no male and female servants will turn in the opposite direction.
22. How bad it is to manage male and female servants. In this world. Just a concubine.
23, how empty. Hair is the length and mood of male and female servants.
24. Male and female servants want to stay and live with you, suffer hardships and enjoy happiness together.
25. Male and female servants will never change because of you, and they will never hesitate to say goodbye.
26. It is obvious that the monarch is close to the courtiers, but it is the courtiers who finally sink.
27. If it is so easy to forget Jun, then the male and female servants would not have fallen in love with Jun in the first place.
28, knowing the meaning of the courtiers, feeling pity, this situation will ask the sky.
29. If you knew your former male and female servants, you will forgive your current male and female servants.
30. People who get angry easily show that they have not reached the realm of self-control. To resist all evil with peace is the greatest victory.
3 1, lonely Chen, her hair is in chaos, and time has passed by Sansheng River. On Naihe Bridge, who drank Meng Po Tang and carved this distant miss? Forgetting, sentimental! The red line that is wrongly tied to Yue's veteran is pale and astringent. Like water, I cannot stop thinking about it; The falling iris makes you gentle all your life. The full moon is not full, and the oath is sad. In the end, flowers bloom in that life and fall in this life.
32, the cold light is messy, who is biased by X.
33. I am drifting and rolling. Poetic and elegant. In those sleepless days, did you see the clear shadow of me crying in the middle of the night? Miss, so far away. Wait, so long. What, you're not talking? This shore, the other shore, is just across a river, or it may just be a mountain. However, can Qian Shan's thoughts penetrate your silence and let the soul hold hands with the dream?
34, falling flowers, drowning in the wind, if the flowers are pitiful, who will fall at the fingertips.
35. May you really bury flowers under Longquan, overlooking the southeast branch, and there is a quiet little pavilion, which is leisurely until dusk.
36, the world is prosperous, the hustle and bustle is a few degrees, the misty rain has stopped, but it is too late to mourn the old things and be alone. Only in your spare time can you play the piano, sing softly and pay for a thriving tree.
37, who pity, who ecstasy, the other side of the flower has fallen in love, brilliant words.
38. I stopped my juvenile affairs. I am innocent. I looked back in the blink of an eye and looked at it with tears.
39. I was stunned by the boy who played the flute, and the chivalrous man who played the flute on the cliff was heartbroken.
40, streamer, infatuation with bamboo, a few years of spring and autumn, and asking for a book, which affair changed the loneliness of the rest of my life?
4 1. Butterflies are beautiful, but they can't fly across the sea after all.
42. The peach blossoms in the south of the village are infinite, and I come alone. The wind blows red all over the ground at dusk, and no one cares who opens it.
43. Hold your son's hand and grow old with him. Come on, I'll bet on moving.
44. Even if it's flashy, it's not as good as you laughing at Zhan Yan.
45, in a blink of an eye, I look back indifferently, and how many vicissitudes are in my heart. Tears flow alone. After a hundred nights, who turns the lantern for me, who leans against the door to watch the fireworks for thousands of years. Life is like a dream, gathering and parting, and dying like a spring curtain. How many times meet, how many times leave, how many times come and go?
46, night window hanging practice, why pay the moon.
47. Press the saddle man's sword and insert a pen and feather book to fly.
48. Our strength lies in our swords.
49. Your picturesque beauty has attracted the attention of the whole world, but who knows that the beauty behind you is like a disaster?
50. However, whoever refuses a poem for ten years is ashamed of these white hair petals.
5 1, I want to dance in the world, but I have no landing; Look at all kinds of red and purple, turning into dust. The past is endless and unforgettable.
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
53. After a thousand years, if you and I meet in Forget Sichuan, I only hope that you don't drink that Meng Po soup and don't cross that Naihe Bridge.
54, silence, afraid to disturb the people in the city by the pool.
55. I wanted to try my best to make you prosperous all your life, but you came to the city gate, and the Sixth Army didn't see you off. The flowers bloomed months ago and then bloomed, and suddenly the sky was full. In the afterlife, will you like Chai Jing of Buyi nationality? * * * I talk at night and make tea with warm wine?
56, he is not your lover, how can you feel distressed.
57. Toast to the east wind. When the wind is calm, I will hang in the east, hand in hand forever, and swim among the fragrant flowers.
58. Buddha said: the world of mortals is ten feet, but it is trapped by all beings. Although the human heart is small, it allows me to be merciful.
59. You once said that Xiaoxiang was crazy about the shadow for thousands of times. Later, I heard that in that year, Shili red makeup looked through the fence and thought hard; You once said that there is no cure for the suffering of lovesickness. Later, I heard that on that day, the beauty was no longer heartbroken; You once said that Haitang Jinping Yuanyang was hiding outside the curtains with her son. Later, I heard that the scenery of the river still shines on the green hills. You once said that the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Later, I heard that that night, as promised, I would never leave the white silk; You once said that although you don't regret your death, you hope to come back to comfort you. Later, I heard that you didn't want to expect it.
60. My heart is like a Qian Qian knot. I only hope that you can be in Hua Hudie, Yaotai, where flowers and snow fall and your hair is as white as ever.
6 1, the pen doesn't draw, it's just a piece of acacia. In autumn, roll a curtain of beads under the roof of the blue tile; My father is not a fleeting time, just a song of green water and spring, listening to the cuckoo, just apologizing for the flowers in the rainy night in Cangjiang; Raise a glass without saying a word, just for a glimpse of the fairy beam on the magpie bridge, just for Xijiang moon to be full of waves; Laugh and not smell Bixiao, just to remember Nujiao and red peony, just to see the plum blossom flowing; Spring worries don't blame you, but only for a youth trip, especially for hit the floor. It's just a drizzle of apricot blossoms to dispel your worries.
62. Laugh without smelling the fairy Bixiao, just for 10% off Niannujiao and red peony, just for looking at Meichao across the stream; Autumn is heavy, not because of the thick frost, but just to see the red maple and the lonely goose, just to sweep away the hidden mountains thousands of miles away; Retirement does not disturb the progress, just for the sake of a city of willow smoke. When Shu Yun is tired, he fights Chanjuan at leisure under the moon. The deep palace doesn't care about the weight, just hiding the red hair for a series of noble sects, and just inadvertently pleasing the emperor.
63. LAM Raymond, song month, Qionghu, the first floor of Long song. Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine. Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.
64. If you are not interested, I will have a rest. Yesterday, for the first time in the Spring and Autumn Period, I would drink a thousand glasses of wine and sing a poem.
65. Walking in the moonlight, heaven and earth came into my arms. Take advantage of the wind and face the mountain, and be generous with your wine.
66. Who wants to die alone, who wants to live alone, if it is not uncontrollable affection, how can it be as cold as ice!
67. Every two faces the desert road, the heart belongs.
Love it or not, as long as I can see you from a distance, I will be satisfied.
69. Just like at first sight, cherish love. At that glance, I was stunned by my beauty. A little gauze, a million kinds of fine research, if you live up to it, glitz will stay up all night. Pipa, the ancient road is intimate, and the road is gloomy. Mo Qing Lane, bid farewell to you, so promised, who will read it?
70. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
7 1, born without knowing the pain, died without looking back.
72. Look at the long-term green hills, which stretch from generation to generation. Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
73. At that time, Jiangnan celadon was faint. If your eyebrows are far away, your face is like a peach blossom. I am infatuated with your delicate appearance, but you never come out of the painting. At that time, the lights of the Red Mansion in Kyoto were dim, your hair was full of hair, and your hair was ugly. I fell in love with your gentle appearance, but you never came out of your dream. At that time, the palace walls in Chang 'an were mottled with blue bricks, and your eyes were like black jade and white as snow. I love your sad look alone, but you have never come out of the cage. At that time, Seoul was misty and rainy, and you were graceful. I loved your gentle and graceful appearance, but you never came out of the poem. At that time, master leng of Luoyang was dark and lonely. You cover your face, and your fragrance is elegant. I am infatuated with your hazy face, but you have never come out of the middle of the month.
74. Fate is predestined, fate is predestined.
75. Whoever forgets first forgets, and turns his country into his old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
76, weak water 3,000, only take a ladle to drink. There are thousands of beautiful roses, but there is only one regret! All sentient beings, confused by flowers, have changed many times, and how many people care about their old friends? The moon is short and round, and generations have changed. Who sighs for the moon? Flowers bloom and fall, how many people bury flowers and shed tears? Neon flashing, paper confused, a few people wandering around the corner! The world of mortals is rolling, where is my heart? Sigh past lives, lament the missing of this life, wait for the love of the next life, the marriage of the third life, who is waiting in the platform of reincarnation, accompanied by the other shore, accompanied by the loneliness and sadness of the third life! Swear to the apocalypse, exchange my three fireworks for your lifelong confusion and marriage!
77. Affectionate is just the spring moon, and it is still one thing to leave people to take pictures. Tears ask the flowers to be silent, and the red flies over the swing. Who took away the fleeting time? A mess, floating dust
78. There used to be tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
79, cicada, Qingxuan. The string song is cold, and the afterglow is on the fence. Don't look at the brocade book, autumn water looks through the mountain. A line of clear tears and cold shirts, lonely and unintentional. The west wind rolled a bead curtain, and the empty moon faded away. Lonely lamp, sleepless. Returning to the wild goose, far away.
80, floating clouds, heavy, cool as water, leaves all over the city, a lonely and prosperous season. The picture in my mind suddenly drifted away, and my heart was light and warm. I know, floating is no longer a white space. My skirt danced in the wind, and a beautiful ding-dong appeared before my eyes. Ye's dance fascinated my eyes and made me dizzy. As if, seeing the dreamlike past is also a dream, an illusion, a frost and a fog. Infiltrated the night sky and filled with moonlight.
8 1, bamboo fence, tail load, thinking of people drunk; No one cherishes this inkstone. In the middle of the night, * * * cut candles at the west window and lovers fell in love. Forgetting will eventually become a bridge of memory, like a silent sigh. When the leaves fall, the remaining white will become fragments of memory, compressing the years recorded by ink. My heart is like a fluttering shadow, in the shadow of the residual ink, the rhyme is dyed into sorrow. A drop of Gu Mo quietly landed on a piece of white paper and blossomed into an enchanting flower. ...
82. A Phytolacca americana and a carp in a pond, people say: Sansheng III, even if he gave her a lifetime, the rest is still that long, isn't it?
83, a string of sensible things is not spectrum, half a paper is difficult to keep books. Don't remember the year, sigh a few degrees.
84. How many spring scrolls have been used to retain the prosperous flowers? I remember that every year today, fireworks will be set off in Beijing. Thousands of people are thousands of miles away Wan Li, send me the sand between my fingers; In the dream of 28 years, Shuiyue and Jinghua.
85, thousands of miles of snow, cockroaches, who step by step.
86. I woke up after drinking. The moon in the deep courtyard is quiet.
87. The general will make meritorious service and make you ten miles red.
88. Being annoyed by strangers and fine dust. The prospect of resentment blooms on the other side.
89. Hu Die is fine. After all, Hu Die can't fly over Sangtian.
90. The candlelight in the clouds is as dim as yesterday.
9 1. In this life, you wrote the fleeting time in the streets and lanes, and the shallow ink articles contained the past, while I, just an ordinary scholar, read all kinds of experiences in your life, only love, and learned from books in this life.
92. Wild flowers are full of drunkenness, and grass knees are happy to forget poverty.
93. Bright white paulownia. Double blow purple Luan sheng.
94. I want to go back to the forest for a change. I am sitting on the dew, Watson.
95. Looking back, the smoke is very clear and well hidden. Peace is like the water of death, so there is no more sorrow. If the curtain closes, the song will end. Depends on Xi, depends on Xi, what is this?
96. There are many things in the world, but my love is only three days, one day, one month and one day. The day is bitter, the month is sad, and the sun and the moon sing the same song, just for Qing.
97. Leisure is "casual" and "casual". I don't worry about an idea, and I don't get into any anxiety. I'm relieved to think about it. Real leisure is the casualness, freedom and no distractions of body, mind and soul, and it is done only for liking, not for doing.