Statistics of Poems with Ming Ci in Ming Dynasty

Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

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Statistics of Poems with Ming Ci in Ming Dynasty

Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music. -Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone. -Du Fu's Stone Trench

I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me. -Wang Yucheng, "Tomb-Sweeping Day"

Not cold, not awake, not quiet, not far away. -Zhuge Liang's Ten Commandments

My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. -Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao, and sent this. "

Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. -Qian Fu's Song of Tomorrow

Tomorrow will never come. -Qian Fu's Song of Tomorrow

If the world is tired tomorrow, it will go to Qiu Lai as a veteran in spring. -Qian Fu's Song of Tomorrow

What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years? Please listen to my song of tomorrow-Qian Fu's song of tomorrow.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. -Ye Shaoweng's Night Book

You can see clearly at night, and there is no wind and waves. -Yang Jiong's "Martial Arts"

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. -Meng Haoran's A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang