The deeper people go to silence, but the wall and the lonely lamp set each other off. The wine is awake, how to stay up late at night?
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. 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.
Untitled (Tang
Li Shangyin)
The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and the Ming Dynasty is another year.
Youzhou Tower.
Author: Chen Ziang
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.
I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.
Slow voice
Li Qingzhao
Looking for it,
Cold and clear,
Sad and sad.
When the temperature was warm and cold that day,
This is the most difficult to arouse interest.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
Why did you object to him, coming late and rushing?
Wild goose crossing also,
Is sad,
We're old acquaintances.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Haggard and hurt,
Who can pick it now?
Look at the window,
How can you be black alone?
The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, little by little.
This time,
What a sad sentence!
A thousand words,
Endless stories,
How much I missed in my dream.
As soon as the Ming Dynasty disintegrated,
When shall we meet again?
Push away ten thousand volumes of poetry books,
Under the cold window,
Sigh alone.
Lonely geese fly south with tears in their eyes,
Have you been to the other side?
I hope so,
For 5,000 years,
Things have changed,
The infatuation remains the same.
The vast night sky,
The stars are bright.
There is a blue sky,
Afraid of what?
The seas run dry and the rocks crumble.
You and me,
Forever and ever,
A thousand miles of trouble.
Xiu De, a poet, and self-cultivation,
Keep your head up and your head down, and keep it in mind.
Diligence does not forget the excellent country, but blood is in the mountains.
Phoenix is like a phoenix, aiming high,
When the world was in chaos, I thought for a long time.
Phoenix is like a phoenix, aiming high,
Meditate for a long time when the world is turbulent.
On Mao Lu's theory of "three cares for knees"
When I met a half-life bosom friend, I felt deeply excited when I stabbed him.
The Ming dynasty took your sword,
Feather fan nylon scarf collects dust
Dragon Xi, dragon Xi
The wind and cloud will blow, and whistling will make you feel very comfortable.
Come back, it's my long-cherished wish,
I've been a farmer all my life,
The breeze will be in my arms tomorrow,
Ape crane, listen to me and touch the piano again.
Heaven is always changing, and luck is hard to find.
Success or failure lies in the exhaustion of one's promises.
A husband should do well in the world.
Sow a peaceful spring for the people.
Back and forth,
My long-cherished wish,
I've been a farmer all my life,
Back and forth,
My long-cherished wish,
I spent the rest of my life as a farmer.
Whoever gets drunk at dawn always leaves people with tears.
It's hard for lovers to part.
What's more, it's the Cold Festival.
Wang Wei's "being a stranger alone in a foreign land, missing the whole place alone" is a wandering loneliness;
Li Shangyin's "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night" is a kind of loneliness that is about to disappear;
Yan Shu's "helpless flowers, small garden fragrance path wandering alone" is a kind of helpless loneliness;
Li Yu's "How much sorrow can there be, just like a river flowing eastward" and "The old country is unbearable to look back on the bright future"
This is the loneliness of a fallen king.
Ordinary people are lonely, and so are people with lofty ideals.
Qu Yuan was exiled, wandering by the river, feeling that the world was muddy, and I was alone, which was a profound loneliness.
Jia Yi is in Changsha, feeling the autumn wind rustling and falling leaves, which is a kind of loneliness without talent;
Zhuge Liang devoted himself to his life and made great efforts for the prosperity of Shu Han. He has a wise moment of solitude, which is a kind of loneliness with no one to share the burden.
Chen Ziang said on the stage in Youzhou, "Where was the past before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? Miss the world, and I am alone in tears ",this is a kind of loneliness that no one understands;
Li Bai's When Will I See the Spring? It is a kind of loneliness that can't be achieved with empty ambition.
Xin Qiji's "patting the railing all over, no one attended, he came to the scene" is a kind of loneliness without a confidant.