Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Tang Song Wen Zhi
3. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves are still scattered. Western jackdaw in the west is surprised, and I don't know when acacia will meet.
4. Ask how much you can worry about, just like a river flowing eastward. A poem describing a complicated mood.
Recently, there are countless sad things. Who spoke longer? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces.
6. Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and a swift horse is sad.
7. The article is full of people's ears, and I have missed you.
8. Some bagpipes leave the pavilion late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I go to Qin.
9, red lotus root fragrance. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. A poem describing a complicated mood.
10, ten people have nine eyes, and none of them is a scholar.
1 1, the earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever!
12, the moon is bright tonight. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into.
13 but an inch of grass has a few feelings, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. -Tang Mengjiao
14, ten years of life and death, unforgettable.
15, since God has given talents, let them find jobs! , spin one thousand silver, all back! .
16, old powder seems to have just started, and people hate each other. There are still several scripts running in a spring, and Qiu Lai's books are even rarer
17, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you passed my window, was it plum blossom? () Was Han Mei in full bloom? -Tang Wang Wei
18, I miss my relatives more every holiday. -Tang Wang Wei
19, peach blossoms flow deeply in thousands of feet, not as good as in Wang Lun.
20. the news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
2 1, Feng Kuang, Paper Ash, Brother is back, I will still look back at you many times.
22. Going to the corner of the border town in autumn sounds sad, and the bonfire shines on the high platform. Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure!
Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor.
24, thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about desolation.
25. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.