Life is too dull.
Add some salt to concentrate my thoughts.
Missing is too bitter.
Add some sugar to adjust the dull life.
Life is short.
Add some spicy spirit.
I'm too sleepy mentally
Add a little Zen to calm the heart pool
You can't live without poetry.
No matter how you browse or dabble.
There is no poetry in my eyes.
Nobody cares about teahouses and restaurants.
Beautiful women and handsome men don't sing.
It is so barren and desolate here.
I don't have a poem.
Seek and develop anyway.
There are no poems in my field.
Opportunity refused to favor me.
Inspiration will not come to my humble abode.
So ignorant and blank.
I don't have a poem.
I don't have a poem.
So I'm not happy anymore.
in fact
I am not happy.
Doesn't mean I don't have poetry.
Doesn't mean I've fallen into secularity and numbness.
Say goodbye to the fiery life
There are people who love me and people I love.
Always pay attention to and entrust
Live well, live well.
Poetry does not reject triviality.
The daily necessities are infiltrating your heart.
Poetry in Tang and Song Dynasties nourishes your heart.
You are enjoying the fireworks.
But gloomily looking at the brilliant galaxy.
You have honed your vulgar thoughts.
But staring at the poem.
Live to read.
A warm life cannot shrink.
Read and think.
Ordinary life needs you to ignite poetry.
2. Poems chanting for the bosom in the later period of Shu Dao.
Author: Zhang Dynasty: Tang School: Five Wonders
Guests compete for the sun and the moon, looking far away. Autumn wind treats no one, go to Luoyang city first.
A traveler's song
Author: Meng Jiao Dynasty: Tang Dynasty genre: Yuefu.
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Occasionally in spring
Author: Hao Cheng Dynasty: Song Style: Four Unique Categories: Chronology
In the afternoon, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers cross the river with the willows. People who don't know leisure and happiness will be called taking time off to learn from teenagers.
Gudong
Author: Wang Anshi Dynasty: Song Style: Five Laws Category: Still Life
Heaven is naturally dense and lonely. Ling Xiao is indomitable, humble and polite. Old roots are strong, and the sun is more cloudy. Think about it tomorrow. I want to play the banjo.
spring scenery
Author: Du Fu Dynasty: Tang Style: Five Laws
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Slow voice
Author: Li Qingzhao Dynasty: Song genre: Ci
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!