Poems about recalling the ancients 1. Ancient poems recalling words
Dimfragrance, the old moonlight, how many times have you looked at me and played the flute in Bian Mei? Arouse jade people and climb regardless of the cold.
He Xun is old now and has forgotten. But strangely, the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the incense is cold into the Yao mat.
Jiangguo is silent. Sighed away, the snow began to accumulate at night.
Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. Chang Ji once joined hands to crush thousands of trees, making the West Lake cold and blue.
It was blown out piece by piece. When can you see it? Thin shadows adorn jade, there are small bluebirds, and branches stay together. Meet in the guest, hedge corner dusk, nothing to lean on bamboo.
Zhaojun doesn't like Hu Shayuan, but remembers Jiangnan Jiangbei; I want to wear a ring and come back on a moonlit night to become this flower. I still remember the old story of the palace. The man sleeps and flies near the moth green.
There is nothing better than the spring breeze, no matter what it is, it has already arranged for the golden house to hide its beauty. I also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but I complained about the sorrow of Yulong.
When you come to find incense again, you have entered the small window banner. Bodhisattva Man Luoyang is full of spring, and Luoyang is a talented person who is old in other places.
At this time, Liu's heart turned to loss. Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water.
I hate Yu Hui, but I don't know Jun Jun. Bodhisattva Man still remembers Jiangnan music. At that time, he was young and his shirt was thin.
I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism. The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated.
Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old. Partridge colorful sleeves frequently hold jade bells.
Those days, I was drunk and red. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
Pour a cup and fall on the frost continent, the geese cross the smoke, and clearly draw autumn colors. At dusk, the rain suddenly stopped, and the small park stayed overnight in the hills of Wei Village.
When the moon falls in the breeze, A Qiang plays the flute. I'm so sad. I smell the grass on the shore, and I feel like weaving.
In order to remember Fang Rong's farewell, the water is far away. I want to embroider the pavilion deeply. I want to know that I am haggard and damaged. I am a passer-by.
The clouds return to the Chuxia, and the literati are scattered, with traces of loneliness. Wangjing country.
The empty eye is broken, and the far peak is condensed. Leading the way to the world of mortals, the sunset is fragrant grass, and Chang' an Road is to keep people.
Where the soul is broken, a horse goes west. Xinqing
The light is brilliant, the light smoke is light and warm, and the flower village is far away. Road hidden, whip horizontal pavilion.
Worried about life. Injury Fengcheng Xian, don't go thousands of miles.
I remembered again, my eyes were wet with tears and my face was full of tears. To coagulate.
On bloom, the screen is the most bitter and cold. If you want to be charming and sleepless, count your fingers.
Tangled. I miss everything. I try to see the whole city.
Embroider the curtain deep in the pillow and say you are attached. Jiangchengzi enjoys the oblique wind and drizzle in spring as a cold spring.
Respect the former, recall the former joy, and once withered pear flowers shed tears. Cao Fang smoke Nanpu Road, don't look at Qingshan with tears.
I had a dream last night. Hidden, Joe was speechless, for nai woke up, still sad.
It is easy to see the sky, but difficult to see Iraq. Love butterflies, cold chickens are dying.
The incense is printed to ashes, and the ground is muddy. The courtyard was foggy, and the double magpies in the shutters flew away in surprise.
On the screen, Luo Yi is embroidering. One afternoon, I remembered Jiangnan Road.
Every night, the soul of the dream is silent, knowing that the past is nowhere to be found. Where is the flute? Dreaming all night.
Bamboo rain and cold window drops. There is no news on the number of people.
My head is white today, so I have to remember it again if I don't sleep. Xi Qian Ying and Ti Ying are together, and the dream of my hometown is broken, and the spring trees are hazy.
The embers of the residual lamp are in harmony with James Zhu, and people speak on the screen. It's already cold in my hometown and the lights are turned off. Suddenly, I remembered last year's parting: Rain Hua, Shicheng, standing by the river, Mulan boat, braving the wind and waves.
Magpies are swaying in the wind, and their clothes are thin. It is rare to be light and light, but it is casual. A few days later, the azaleas fell again, and the green notes did not forget to meet affectionately.
Old, lonely, drizzling, thinking before the lamp. What's the sadness and joy at the beginning of the jade flute in the next courtyard? Partridge, I can't remember yesterday's preview of street view, but Liu doesn't know.
It's time to enjoy the night, but I'm afraid of the cold spring. The curtain is silent, the moon is low, and the old love is only crimson.
After the dark night, I lay down and listened to the laughter of my neighbors. Looking at the sea tide, Luoyang is nostalgic for Meiying, and the ice melts and the east wind is dark for years. The golden valley is beautiful, the bronze camel lane is strange, the new sunshine is good and the sand is flat. The long memory of mistakes is accompanied by the car and butterflies are dancing. Liang Zhuchun comes back late, swallows fly together, the willow blossoms are bright and the peach blossoms are shallow.
The yard is full of Mao Mao rain and strong wind, and no one sees it. Lonely and distracted, lush, I still remember the south bank of the Yangtze River.
Romantic heartless people secretly change, and the old tour is like a dream.
2. Recall the ancients and lament the ancient poems.
Allusion: Who can ask, Lian Po is too old to eat?
Source: Historical Records Biography of Lian Po and Lin Xiangru
After Lian Po was dismissed, he went to Wei. The king of Zhao wanted to reuse him and sent someone to see his physical condition. Guo Kai, the enemy of Lian Po, bribed the emissary. When the emissary saw that Lian Po and Lian Po were working together, he put them on the horse, indicating that it was still useful. Ambassador Zhao came back and reported to the king, "Although General Lian Po is old and good at food, he still sits with the minister, which is worth three times." Zhao Wang thought he was old, so he didn't have to.
Meaning: Lian Po is old. How's his appetite? It means that you should contribute to your country in your later years.
Gordon Dufu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Tang and Song Ci:
Yu Meiren Li Yu
When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
Niannujiao? Su Shi's homesickness in Chibi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, there is a rich collection of people: Chibi, Zhou Lang, where the three countries stand. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
3. Poems with old friends
1, Belu
Author: Sikong Shu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty School: Five Musts
It's hard to tell the difference between tonight and the night before.
2. Cry Meng Haoran
Author: Wang Wei Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Style: Five Musts
An old friend disappears, and the river flows eastward every day. Excuse me, Xiangyang is old and Cai Zhou is empty.
3. Send Pei Qiuer to Wei Yongjia
Author: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Where is the Gudao Pavilion? At the end of the world, the old man is here. Fight hard with who? When a hidden official meets a beautiful woman, I remember to visit the mountain to thank the public. I have a boat and I will wait for the autumn wind.
Step 4 walk out of the east gate of the city
Author: Han Anonymous Dynasty: Han
Step out of the east gate of the city and look at Jiangnan Road. My old friend went there the day before yesterday. I want to cross the river, which is deep and flat. I would like to be a double oriole and fly back to my hometown.
5. Nineteen ancient poems
Author: Han Anonymous Dynasty: Han
The guests from afar left me a happy ending. Outside Vandory, people's hearts are still good. The colorful mandarin ducks are cut into lovesickness quilts. Love with Sauvignon Blanc is inseparable from fate. Who can leave here?
4. Poems describing the ancients
1, related poems
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. What is written here is Zhou Yu.
2. Original text
Niannujiao-Red Cliff Nostalgia
Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
Step 3 take notes
(1) Niannujiao: epigraph name. Also known as "Hundred Characters Order" and "Qi Jiang Yue". Chibi: This refers to the "Red Nose Rock" in the west of Huanggang, Hubei Province. Chibi, the ancient battlefield of the Three Kingdoms, is considered by the cultural circles to be in the northwest of Puyin County, chibi city City, Hubei Province.
(2) Great River: refers to the Yangtze River.
(3) Scouring: washing and scouring.
(4) Romantic figures: refers to outstanding historical celebrities.
5] Homebase: A camp left over from the past.
[6]: It refers to Zhou Yu, a famous soldier of the State of Wu in the Three Kingdoms, whose name was Gong Jin. He was a young man who successfully realized his ambition and became the commander of the Corps at the age of 24. He is in charge of Wu Dong's heavily armed forces, and Wuzhong is called "Zhou Lang". The following "Gong Jin" refers to Zhou Yu.
(7) Snow: the metaphor of spray.
(8) think far: describe thinking far; memory
translate
The mighty river of no return and the surging waves have washed away all the heroes of the ages. To the west of Laoying, people say it was the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-rocking feather fan was talking and laughing, and the battleship of the strong enemy burned to ashes. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.
4. Brief analysis
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia is a poem by Su Shi, a writer in the Song Dynasty, and one of the representative works of bold and unconstrained ci. Through the description of the magnificent scenery on the river in the moonlight night, the poem pays tribute to the ancient battlefield, cherishes the talent, tolerance and merits of romantic figures, expresses the author's grief and indignation in a tortuous way, and also shows the author's broad-minded concern for history and life. The whole poem is lyrical in ancient times, vigorous and desolate, magnificent, vigorous in brushwork and broad in realm. It integrates scenery writing, history chanting and lyric, giving people an artistic power that shocks the soul. It was once known as "the swan song of ancient and modern times".
5. Ancient poems about homesickness
Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. On a quiet night, I suddenly remembered home.
As a stranger who is alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season.
Petals shed like tears, and lonely birds sang their sad "hope of spring"
My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and the frost burns another year of "night work" in the Ming Dynasty.
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for the body of her wayward son, the wandering son.
Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change.
Now, when I meet people near my village, I dare not ask a question "crossing the Han River"
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain in Luoyang.
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
Whose rain flute flutters in the dark and scatters to the "Luoyang City on a Spring Night" full of spring breeze.
I crossed the sanggan water for no reason, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.
He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the waves of the river boarded the Yellow Crane Tower, shrouded in a sad mist.
I wish people a long time, thousands of miles away.
When you passed by my window and opened the first cold flower, was it plum blossom? Miscellaneous poems
Sad songs can be used as tears, and from a distance, they can be called "sad songs".
Humayu, following the north wind, passes through the south branch of the Bird's Nest.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who left Qiu Si's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights".
Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the past "waving back to the hometown."
The days are far away, and the days of clothing have slowed down.
Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. Further on, "Qingpingle" will be born.
It's sadness. Especially the taste in my heart.
It's easier to see when it's not. Flowing flowers, spring goes and spring comes.
Meeting friends is almost as difficult as the morning star and the evening star "For Wei Ba Chu Shi".
If you want to become a billion dollars, you can go to the peak and see your hometown "Master Hao Chu".
But tomorrow morning, when we cross this mountain, the dawn will be white, and the plum tree with home is written on the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain.
The water brings you the feeling of home. Row your boat for 300 miles and say goodbye to your friends at Jingmen Ferry.
Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us drink with the moon alone.
The moon, now full of the sea, Tianya * * * looks at the moon at this time, thinking of a person in the distance.
Where is the hometown in the northwest? Look at the moon several times in the southeast. August fifteenth.
6. Classical poetry
1, where is the tower of Youzhou, and in front of me are the lost years? 2. The Lacquer Garden of the Tang Dynasty was not proud of the ancients. 3. The Return of Cuigu by Huang Quetang. 4. The Song of Farewell to General Feng's Wheel Tower in the Western Expedition. 5. Du Fu's Frontier Poems in Tang Dynasty. 6. Today people like Du Fu's plays like six quatrains. This month, I once followed Li Bai's "Drink Poison to Quench Thirst" in the ancient Tang Dynasty. 8. If the people of the ancient times are present, Tang Libai's Drinking asking for the moon' 9. The ancients did not recover. The generation of the sorrowful Pulsatilla is 10, and the Song of Sending Shen Ya by Li He in the ancient Tang Dynasty is 1 1. Beishan spared the ancient Tang Li He. Sympathize with the ancients: Bai Juyi's Crying the Monarch in Tang Dynasty 13; some poems about the ancients in Du Fu's Twelve Poems for Relieving boredom in Tang Dynasty 14; the ancients preached Li Bai's The Legend of the Flying Dragon in Tang Dynasty 15; the ancients preached Li Bai's The Legend of the Flying Dragon II in Tang Dynasty 16; and the talented Tang Li Bai. The ancients knew that Li Bai's ourtenant (the following two sous are pseudographs) was 18, and the ancients knew that Li Bai's ourtenant (the following two sous are pseudographs) was 19. The ancients tasted Li Bai's "Snow Poems as Friends" 20 and smiled at the ancient Tang Dynasty. The bones of ancient people were covered with moss. Fu Xue, Xue Duan of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Xue Hua's Drunk Songs 22. The ancients had dross. Tang Lu Zhao Lin's Red Wall Rock Pagoda 23. This is a bit like the ancient Tang Du Mu's Twenty-four Poems of Ziyi. Traces left by the ancients: Dragon Boat Festival in Tang Dynasty. The ancient ruler cloth can sew Tang Sanzang Guanxiu Zaqu, but it is difficult to do five songs. Later generations climbed up. The ancients are not here today, mourning the Tongquetai 28 in Changqing. The ancients didn't know this. The song of Tang Dynasty was 29. Although the ancients abandoned their wives, Tang Gu Kuang's abandoned their wives' words were 30. Didn't you see that the ancients burned mercury, Tang Gu Kuang's three-difficult-to-walk 3 1, the ancients' nobles obeyed, and Jiao's posting book was 32. Today's people are different from the ancients' children's four-character poems. On the Millennium stone, the ancients traced back to Tang Hanshan's Poems 333. I see the ancient Tang Hanshan's Poems 333. Reading Hanshan's Poems 333 in ancient Tang Dynasty. If the ancients did not die, Tang Jiaoran's "Short Song" 39. The ancients could sew Tang Guanxiu. Get the flag of the ancients, and Tang Guanxiu read two anthologies, 4 1, recalling the ancients' Twelve Rhymes of Spring City and Taishou. 42. Why did the ancients know that Lin Hong's "Don't lift the city to send Pushe people to Jinyang" 43. Ignoring the ancients' love in the north. I miss Wei Minglu of the ancients. The ancients also said that chrysanthemums are the pride of autumn flowers. After the autumn, Ming Lu Chengju Farm 46. The ancients are all sad today, and the tombs are full of flowers. 47. The ancients have reached 30, and even the land has been occupied. 48. The ancients were sublime, and the present is the work of Bao on his way to Cheung Nam. 49. He really worshipped the ancients.
7. Poetry describing nostalgia
1, verse: On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off in red.
From: Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty, named "South Village of Capital"
Interpretation: Last spring, in this family's home, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy.
2. Poetry: A moment that should last forever. Before I knew it, the copy had come and gone.
From: Jinse by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: The feelings of joys and sorrows can't be recalled today, but they were unintentional and have long been disappointed.
3. Poetry: Since we left each other and drifted like clouds, ten years passed like running water until we finally got together again.
From: Liang Chuanhe, an old friend of Huaishang/an old friend of Huaishang in the Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: After parting, it is like a cloud, and the years are like running water, and the ambition is swaying for ten years.
4. Poem: Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, a ten-year lamp in Jianghu.
From: Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times"
Interpretation: In the spring breeze, I saw peaches and plums and drank wine, and the rivers and lakes were down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you listening to the autumn rain.
5. Poetry: I feel the dream of Yangzhou for ten years and get the name of a brothel.
From: Farewell by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Yangzhou has been a dissolute dream for ten years. When I woke up, I got a fickle reputation among prostitutes.
8. Ancient poems and poems about cherishing long feelings.
Zhou Nanguan Luo Guan Luo dove, in Hezhou.
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.
Relax. Tossing and turning. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. Jiaxu is ash, and Millennium is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Follow it back, the road is blocked and long, follow it back, in the middle of the water. "
Shu Qi, a Beijing girl, was in the corner of the city. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.
The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.
This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare. It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.
Commentary: This is a love song about a tryst between men and women. Girls deliberately hide in the corner of the city, "love but not see", and men are anxious to fidget and "scratch their heads". These two plain descriptions vividly show the interest of a couple when they first met.
After the date, the girl immediately gave him Tong Guan and Cao, and the man was ecstatic to express his love with a pun, which was gentle and delicate. The whole poem is fresh and lively, full of fun.
When reading this poem, readers will also be moved by its strong youthful atmosphere, and sincerely wish the couple happiness. After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river.
After all, this is not Qian Fan, and there is water everywhere, and I am heartbroken in Baipingzhou. If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court.
-Qin Guan's "Queqiao" will not be in love in his life, but will be in love and will be in love. -Xu Yuan Rethinking "Moon Song * Chun Qing" has been affectionate and hateful since ancient times, and the source of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.
-green; Shi Qing's The Story of the River is full of lovesickness and tears, throwing red beans, and endless spring flowers and flowers. -Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions said that he was homesick under the acacia tree, and Silang hated Xiaomin.
-Republic of China: Liang Qichao held hands and looked at him with tears, but he was speechless and choked up. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! -Liu Yong's "Yulinling" flowers float with water.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Looking around, lonely and sad. This time, what a sad sentence? -Li Qingzhao's "Sound Slow" went to the West Building without saying a word.
The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos.
It's sadness. It's not the usual smell. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
-Li Shangyin "Jinse" Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. -Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" bloom can be folded straight, so it's time to spend nothing! -Don Du Qiuniang's "One-legged Monster" is full of fragrance and heartbreaking.
-Li Bai's "Qing Ping Er Diao" is getting wider and wider without regret, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Song; Liu Yong's Fengqitong has become empty and still like a dream.
-Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hate of life? "You know what I mean, I sympathize with you. You must ask for it! -Li Yu's "More Leaking Golden Bird" is on the head of Liu, and people are about after dusk. -Zhu's "Hawthorn" meets each other, which seems heartless.
-Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" When the world is poor, there is only endless acacia. However, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn, although my body does not have bright wings like a phoenix.
-Don; Li Shangyin's untitled life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. -Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring on the Jade Tower" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! -Han Han Yuefu evil Sauvignon Blanc is easy to flow, Surabaya flows, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, and Wu Shan is worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Tang Xiangsi Last year today, outside this door, peach blossoms set each other off.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. -Tang Cuihu talks about the water level of Yangliuqing River in Nanzhuang, Ducheng, and listens to the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny. -Liu Tang Yuxi Zhi Zhu Ci (3) Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Tang Sizhi for more than thirteen years, cardamom in early February.
The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain. Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. -Don Tu Mu's "Farewell" (two songs) was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled Last night's star, last night's wind, is the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! -Tang Li Shangyin Jinse advises you not to cherish golden clothes and to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.
-Tang Du Qiuniang's golden clothes and thin clouds are sharp, flying stars spread hatred, and both silver and Chinese are dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time? -In the Northern Song Dynasty, the fairy of Qin Guan Queqiao leaned against the dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, and it was dark.
Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke? I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
-Liu Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty spent ten years in love and death! Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. There is nothing to say, only a thousand tears.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" In the Northern Song Dynasty last January, the flower market was brightly lit.
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve. -In the Northern Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu gave birth to a child. The flowers withered, and the red and green apricots became smaller. Swallows fly, green water people go around.
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.