1. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan"
Zhang Jiuling
There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
2. "Autumn Wind Ci"
Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.
We know the day when we meet each other, but we are embarrassed at this time and night;
Entering my lovesickness door, you know that I miss you painfully, and I will miss you forever,
The short love is endless. I had known that it would be such a troubling thing, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
3. "Bamboo Branch Ci"
Liu Yuxi
The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
4. "Bamboo Branch Poems"
Liu Yuxi
The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow.
The bonus is easy to fade like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
5. "Jin Se"
Li Shangyin
The melody has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.
This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.
6. "Untitled"
Li Shangyin
The heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after sleeping is slender.
My life as a goddess was just a dream, and my sister-in-law had no husband.
If you don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak in the storm, who will teach you the fragrance of osmanthus leaves in Moon Dew?
It’s useless to be longing for lovesickness, but it’s just pure madness to feel melancholy.
7. "Untitled"
Li Shangyin
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.