Ming Dynasty: Yang Shen
The opening words of the third paragraph of Twenty-first Century Tan Ci in Qin and Han Dynasties
The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes.
Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time.
Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time.
I met an old friend and had a drink.
How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation.
Half-dead, heavy-handed, everything is wrong
Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Go through the gate again and you'll be fine. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. ?
The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?
Yellow Crane Tower/Yellow Crane Tower
Tang Dynasty: Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
The Old Times of Xibao Mountain
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
When Wang Jun's ships set out from Yizhou, the position of the prince of Wu disappeared.
The long Zhang Qian chain sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag was lowered on the stone wall.
How many sad past in life, the mountains still remain cold.
Since then, the world has belonged to one another, and rushes are whistling in the old base.
Silence for the Chinese Pulsatilla/Singing/Thinking for the Bald Head.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Xiyi
Li Huafeng, a peach blossom in Luoyang Oriental, flies around, and I don't know whose home it is.
Luoyang woman looks beautiful, sitting alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered plum blossoms, sighing long.
The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in the flowering season next year?
I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed into firewood, and I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea.
Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind.
Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man.
Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman.
The old man in his later years once danced with the son of Yu Fangshu's son in the methotrexate song.
There are also beautiful decorative billiard tables like Guanglu Xun Imperial Guards and Horses in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there are also those with colorful fairy painted in the mourning hall like Liang Ji.
When the old man is sick in bed, he is ignored. In the past, he had fun in the spring. Where is the Qing dance now?
How many times can a beautiful woman like a beautiful woman last? After a while, the crane was disheveled and pale as silk.
All the songs and dances of the ages, the birds left in the dusk are empty.