First, "two poems by Zhi Zhu, the first part"
Don rachel?
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, but sunny on the road (sunny-sad).
On the bank of Yangliuqing, the wind and waves in the river were calm, and suddenly a man's song came from the boat on the river. Just like the sun in the east and the rain in the west. You said it was not sunny, right? The weather is sunny again.
Second, untitled
Tang Li Shangyin?
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. (Si-Si)
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! .
It's hard to meet each other, and it's even harder to leave, not to mention in this late spring when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Dress up in the morning and look in the mirror. I'm only worried that the clouds in my hair will change color and my face will disappear. I can't sleep alone in the long night, so I must feel Leng Yue's aggression. Penglai Mountain is not too far from here, but there is no road to cross. Please visit me diligently by a messenger like the bluebird.
Third, "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"
Tang Wen Tingjun?
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going. (candle indication, expired)
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
Lighting candles in the middle of the night deeply enjoins you, the road is long and it's Xiu Yuan, my heart is with you, don't forget to come back. Small and exquisite dice are inlaid with red beans that symbolize acacia. Do you know that it is my longing for you that goes deep into the bone marrow?
Fourth, "Autumn Night"
Don Dumu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. (candlelight)
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
The candlelight of the silver candle reflects the barren painting screen, flapping fireflies with a small silk fan. The stone steps in the night are as cold as cold water, and you sit still and stare at the cowherd and weaver girl on both sides of the Tianhe River.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Nanpu Bie
Don Bai Juyi?
In Nanpu's bleak drudgery, the autumn wind is bleak. (autumn-sadness)
Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
In the bleak autumn of the west wind, it is very sad to go to the southern waterfront. Looking back once is deeply grieved. Don't look back.