1. There are sparse shadows in half the window, a thousand-year dream, and the sound of music and flutes is pitiful.
2. I asked you whether you have enough food and whether your clothes are warm. I dare not speak to you in my heart for fear that you will be implicated. I am going with the army now. When will you return in your lifetime? I will not allow you to do so. Pray for your peace with a pious hexagram.
3. I am confused when I come and I am confused when I go. I walk through the world for a while. Who was I before I was born? Who am I after I was born? It would be better not to come or go, and to have no joy or sorrow. .
4. Nine horses draw mountains to predict destiny, and you will be with you all your life.
5. The moon is dim, the clouds are green, and the longing for lovesickness is difficult to cross the Han River. There is still a day on the Chinese Valentine's Day, how can we rely on the moon to express our sorrow? The corridor is filled with resentment.
6. The wind and the moon in the bamboo came to the door to play with the Qin Zheng. Facing the cloud screen, they gently plucked the Zhu strings to avoid the neighing of the horses. With hatred and tenderness, she said alone: ??It's too late to make an appointment tonight.
7. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the phoenix trees are broken into pieces, the wind is chaotic, and the orioles are flying. Smile a little and make people drunk every year. Tonight, I dream of Chang'an night, no one is seen, only empty tears.
8. The wind is like water, silver and silver are far away, and there is a magpie bridge to cross the dream. There is a faint fragrance, the courtyard is small, and the begging moon invites you. Pick up a wisp of lotus wind and pick a butterfly needle from the embroidery needle. After a brief drink, a good time is rare, and the eyebrows are thin and graceful even when drunk. The lights are like rain, the fireworks are like fireworks, and youth is always easy to grow old. In the shadow of the sycamore trees, weaving cows at night, we lie down and look at the present day. The toad incense plate is wrapped with green silk, and I bow to the moon and beg for the cleverness of the clouds. I worship and admire it again, but my heart is hard to express. I caress the brocade string to find its place. Clouds are passing by in the east of the river, and the flute is far away in the west of the river.
9. The blue sky and the yellow leaves. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold. The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. The soul of the darkened country is thinking about the journey. Unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep. I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness. ---"Su Muzhe·Nostalgia" ---Northern Song Dynasty. Fan Zhongyan
10. Threads and threads, twisting and twisting, the wind and rain go away. It's better not to see each other than to meet each other, and even harder to leave. You should know the loneliness deeply, how can you resist him and cherish the flowers. Since I fell down, I am really sad, and I am afraid that I will have no words to say goodbye. The weeping poplars and catkins on both sides of the bank are so interesting, but the sound of cuckoos remains bitter. I shed tears all over the pavilion, watching the sunset alone. The plantain trees are drizzled again, chasing the duckweeds, sour and tender. What’s more, I sigh, how many things have gone wrong and let me down!
11. The mist and warm rain have begun to settle, leaving all the flowers in the quiet courtyard. I picked a pair of red beans, lowered my head, and shed tears while talking. People go away as if they were on spring break, and the wine once left the stone. There are people crossing peach leaves and boats, and they are all worried about a kind of mist. "Nanxiangzi" Nalan Xingde
12. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
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