The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? !
Interpretation: The east wind is rustling and the drizzle flies with the wind. Outside the lotus pond, there was a gentle thunder. A golden toad incense burner, with a lock button, is filled with cigarettes, elegant and shaped like a jade tiger pulley, and pulls a rope to pump well water.
Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty. Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin had a pillow and compared her poems to Fu Fei. Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.
2, a prune, red lotus root fragrance residual jade-Author: Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Interpretation: The lotus flower has been damaged, the fragrance has disappeared, and the cold and slippery bamboo mat is full of autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Who sent the brocade book to the place where the white clouds curled up? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line.
The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full. Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
3, Jade House Spring-Author: Song Qi
Dongcheng gradually feels that the scenery is good. Welcome guests with wrinkled ripples. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Floating long hates pleasure. Be willing to love your daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.
Interpretation: Visiting Dongcheng, I feel that spring is getting better and better, and the wrinkled water waves are slowly shaking on the boat. All the green willows are dancing in the morning mist, and the pink apricot flowers are full of charming spring. Always complaining that life is too short and there is too little fun, how can you despise laughter because you are stingy with money? Let me raise a glass to you and advise the sunset, please stay and shine on the evening flowers.
4, South Gezi two/new words-Author: Wen
A foot of crimson dust, the old is better than the new. Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going. Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
Interpretation: A long dark red dress, covered by light yellow for a long time. Since ancient times, old things are not as pleasing as new things. You and I should be as steadfast as acacia walnuts, but I didn't expect someone else in your heart, which made me hate you after all.
Light a lamp at the bottom of the well. I sincerely tell you that I can play long chess with you, but I won't play Go with you. The red dot on the exquisitely made dice, like the most lovesick red bean, goes deep into the bone marrow and expresses my deep love for you, you know?
5. Late autumn solo tour of Qujiang-Author: Li Shangyin
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry.
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
Interpretation: Lotus leaves are born, and spring resentment is born. The lotus leaf withered, and autumn hatred became again. I deeply know that as long as I am in this world, my feelings will last forever. How much melancholy, only the endless sound of the river.