Jin Tao Yuanming
If you live, you will die, and sooner or later you will be forced to die.
We were the same people yesterday evening, but now we are in the ghost book.
where is the spirit scattered? It's withered and empty.
a charming child cries for her father, and a good friend caresses me and cries.
it's a sense of security if you don't know the gains and losses!
after a thousand years, who knows the honor and disgrace?
but when I am alive, I can't drink enough.
in the past, there was no wine to drink, but now it is empty.
floating ants are born in spring mash, when can we taste it better!
before the food case overtook me, my parents cried beside me.
if you want to speak without sound, you want to see without light.
I used to sleep in Gaotang, but now I live in Huangcao Township.
once you go out, you will come back in good health.
weeds are boundless, and poplars are rustling.
in the middle of September, severe frost sent me out of the outer suburbs.
there are no people living on all sides, and the high graves are dying.
the horse sings to the sky, and the wind is self-depressed.
once the secluded room is closed, it will never be seen again for a thousand years.
once the Millennium is over, there is nothing a wise man can do.
people are always sent away, and each goes home.
relatives or Yu sad, others have also sung.
what is the way to die?
"Mourning for Xue Tai" Tang Baijuyi
Wutong was half dead and sick, and his thoughts and thoughts hurt his spirit.
I came back to the hospital at night with my young child in my hand, and no one was there in the cold of the month.
Yuan Zhengxi in Mourning for the Mourning
features several exchanges with Qing Jian, so why do beautiful women feel sorry for their talents?
sad spring and flowers are all gone, and crying and killing the warbler can't bring it back.
Bodhisattva Man, it's still early in spring when the wind is soft. Song Qingzhao
It's still early in spring when the wind is soft. The shirt is in a good mood at first. I feel slightly cold when I sleep. Plum blossom burns on the temples.
where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burn while lying in the water. The fragrance and wine have not disappeared.
forever amber.
Take a lazy look back at the flowers, and you are half-qualified to cultivate and half-qualified.