1. "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·The World's Love" by Tang Wan of the Song Dynasty
The world's love is thin, human feelings are evil, and flowers fall easily at dusk when it rains. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark. Afraid of being asked, I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it!
2. "Sauvignon Blanc·One Mountain" by Li Yu of the Five Dynasties
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the red maple leaves. The chrysanthemum blooms, the chrysanthemum dies. The flying geese have not yet returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.
3. "Untitled·Last Night's Stars and Last Night's Wind" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Last Night's Stars and Last Night's Wind were on the west side of the painting building and east of Guitang. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps. Sighing, I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request. I walked around Malantai and turned around.
4. "Sauvignon Blanc" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Bian Water River"
Bian Water River, Si Water River, flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return. The moonlight person leans against the building.
5. Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty, "The Poppy: Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan"
We meet again in the depth of Qulan, and we tremble with tears. After a desolate farewell, the two echoed each other, and the most overwhelming thing was the sorrow and resentment in the bright moon. I have slept alone for half my life, and the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. What is the most fascinating thing in my memory? The first thing is to break branches and paint a skirt.
6. Song Dynasty·Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Shasha·The Plum Blossoms in the Waiting Hall"
The plum blossoms in the Waiting Hall are broken, and the willows on the stream and bridge are thin. The grass is fragrant and the wind is warm, shaking the bridle. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water. ?The soft intestines are filled with pink tears. The building is too high to be close to the dangerous building. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and travelers are outside the spring mountains.
7. "Untitled·The rustling east wind and drizzle is coming" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The rustling east wind and drizzle are coming, and there is light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well. Mr. Jia peeked behind the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray!
8. "Genggluozi·Jade Incense" by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
The incense of the jade furnace and the tears of red wax reflect autumn thoughts in the painted hall. The eyebrows are green and thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and the pillow is cold. The sycamore tree, the rain at midnight, does not mean separation and love are suffering. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky.
9. "Untitled·The oil-walled incense carriages no longer meet" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty
The oil-walled incense carriages no longer meet, and the gorge clouds leave no trace to the west and east. The moon melts in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I stopped smoking in a desolate manner. Why should I send the fish book? The water is far away and the mountains have the same advantages.
10. "Four Untitled Poems" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
What came are empty words and disappears, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs. The dream is so far away that it is difficult to recall it, and the book is hastily turned into ink. The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus. Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being far away, and even more so because he was separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.
A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well. Mr. Jia peeked behind the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
The affectionate spring evening, the night is dark for a while. The sound of the building will make you feel timid when climbing up, and the curtain will be too warm to feel uncomfortable. I am so ashamed of the hairpin on the swallow, I am really ashamed of the Luan in the mirror. Returning to Hengtang at dawn, Hua Xing gave me a precious saddle.
Where are the mourning kites and urgent cares, and the cherry blossoms are always hanging on the banks of the alleys. The old daughter of the owner is not for sale, and it is three and a half months in the day. Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and she is watching from the same wall after the Qingming Festival. Returning to the fifth watch, the swallows in Liangjian sighed after hearing this.
Reference materials
Ancient Poetry Network. Ancient Poetry Network [Citation time 2018-1-17]