Written Qijue with a flash of inspiration and a beautiful sentence as the title

1. Looking for beautiful ancient poems~

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. (Wu Jue Deng Le You Yuan)

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky will make her heart wander every night. (Qijue Chang'e)

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. (Qilu, Untitled)

When you asked about your return date, you had not yet heard of it. The night rain in Bashan filled the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? (Qi Jue, Night Rain Sends to the North)

It’s a pity that I sit down at the front table in the middle of the night and don’t ask about the common people or the ghosts and gods. (Qi Jue, Jia Sheng)

Tung flowers line the mountain road for thousands of miles, and the sound of young phoenixes is clearer than that of old phoenixes. (Qijue Han Donglang impromptuly sent poems to each other)

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss. (Qilu Jinse)

The stars and the wind last night were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. (Qilu, Untitled)

Liu Lang already hated Pengshan Mountain, which was far away, and even more separated by Pengshan Mountain, which was ten thousand layers away. (Qilu, two untitled poems)

In the heart of spring, don’t let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. (Qilu, two untitled poems)

God’s will pity the quiet grass, and the world will be clear at night. (Wu Lv Wan Qing)

How can one be the emperor in the Four Seasons, not as good as the Lu family? (Qijue Mawei)

I will always remember the rivers and lakes and return to my white hair, and I want to return to the world and enter the boat.

(Qilu Anding Tower)

The above are all written by Li Shangyin. If you are looking for beautiful and sad poems, I highly recommend Li Yishan~