Some better poems or something.

Li Houzhu's "You" in Southern Tang Dynasty

How many tears, broken face after crossing H ... Don't worry about tears, Shengfeng will cry; There is no doubt about heartbreak!

Parting poem

Don't want you to go, time stays for me; Missing is like a lingering willow, rippling in my heart. I don't want you to go, love and hate are long, and love is like a dream mirror. Parting, the past remains the same, parting, old friends waving, parting, sunset reflection, parting, falling red is also sad.

When we meet at dusk, we want to go, but people can't stay. Why do you drink bitter wine with tears, overflow with pride and tearful eyes, and ask why?

Farewell poems are anonymous

Willow is green and drooping.

Huayang has sensationalized the sky for a long time.

The wicker breaks, the flowers fly away,

Do pedestrians return?

Inlaid harp

Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Lonely goose

Li Qingzhao

A paper tent on a rattan bed sleeps. I can't say it, and I don't have any good ideas. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water. Dilisan

Get, may be heartbroken, how much Chun Qing.

The wind is blowing and the rain is rustling. Hurry again, a thousand tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. Broken branches

Well, it's paradise on earth, and no one can send it.

A cluster of plum blossoms

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.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Slow voice

Li Qingzhao

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two lamps.

Wine, how to defeat him, the evening breeze is urgent. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Haggard and damaged, who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can you be alone? Wu Tong Geng Jian

Drizzle, to dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, what a sad sentence.

Dianjiangchun

Li Qingzhao

Lonely boudoir, an inch of sorrow in my heart. Xichun. When will it rain?

Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

Huanxisha

Li Qingzhao

Embroidered curtain lotus smiled. Duck wrapped in crab roe with fragrant cheeks. Oh, I don't know

On the one hand, it is charming, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful to send you. The moon moves and the shadow comes back.

Xishi

Cao Xueqin

A generation of the whole city chased the waves, and Wu Gongkong recalled his son's family.

The effect is not to laugh at the women in the east village, but to wear yarn by the white stream.

Ask any girl

Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his death.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?

There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.

Why do you want to be a mandarin duck, and it is soaring!

Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.

Who knows in the middle of the night?

My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad.

Feng Qiu Qin Huang ge

There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day.

The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.

Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me.

Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall.

spiritual song

Song sushi

Like a flower, like a non-flower,

No one regrets falling from teaching.

Throw away houses and roads,

Thinking is,

Ruthless and thoughtful.

Pressing the soft intestine,

Sleepy, charming eyes,

Want to open or close?

Dreams follow the wind, Wan Li,

Looking for a place to go,

Also, the warbler is whistling.

Don't hate this flower flying away,

Hate the west garden, it is difficult to compose.

It rains at dawn,

Where are the marks,

Drift into the pool and become a pool of duckweed.

At three o'clock in spring,

Two servings of dust,

A drop of water.

Observe carefully,

Not huayang,

Small yes, away from people's tears.

Copy of

Land Tourism in Southern Song Dynasty

Tang Wan was originally Lu You's wife and husband and wife.

Originally congenial, but later separated because of Liu Mu's opposition.

Lu You was traveling in Shenyuan alone and met Tang Wan and his wife by chance.

Zhao Shicheng, her husband, was deeply moved and wrote.

The famous phrase "Hairpin Phoenix". After Tang Wan saw it,

When I got home, I was in tears and wrote the last song.

Hairpin Phoenix soon ended in depression. they

Two people are probably the most typical example of "predestined relationship without division"

That kid.

Red crisp hands,

Huangteng wine,

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city.

East wind evil,

Love is thin,

When I'm sad,

Stay away from cable TV for a few years.

No, no, no!

Spring is as old as ever,

People are empty and thin,

Tears flooded her face.

Peach blossoms fall,

Leisure swimming pool hall.

Although Meng Shan is here,

Brocade is hard to trust.

Mo, Mo, Mo!

enclose herewith

Chaifeng decoction pill

The world is very thin,

Human feelings are evil,

Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk.

Xiao fenggan,

Tears.

Want to worry,

Monolingual oblique hole

Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

Everyone becomes himself,

Today is not yesterday,

A sick soul is often like a thousand ropes.

The horn is cold,

The night is gloomy.

Afraid of being asked questions,

Swallow your tears and make up.

Hide. Hide. Hide.