Ancient poems about youth and ignorance 1. Ignorant poetry
Young people listen to the rain, young people listen to the rain, and the red candle is faint upstairs.
In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Accompanied by the clouds and the fragrance of heaven (decorated by Song Hezhu), the mountains are winding, the distant mountains shine, and the bells and drums ring at dusk.
Candles reflect the curtain, flies remind the machine, and bitter autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Ying and several anvil pestles.
Disturbing the world, one year old (1). ①: Next to the "gas" of "invasion", it was changed to the "horse" of drunkard's conceit, saying that money would be paid in spring.
Wandering around North Road and visiting Nanpu, I hate nobody. Lai Yue Ming once knew that this old place was a good place to travel, and he would daydream with the clouds.
Long songs are sunflowers in the Qingqing Garden of Han Yuefu, and the morning dew is waiting for the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of Kunhuanghua will wither. A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.