Wei poetry anthology

Here, I will finally build a small house for myself, just like Tao Qian built a long time ago. -Wei, "Eastern Suburb"

Green willows accompany the spring breeze, and green hills dilute my thoughts. -Wei, "Eastern Suburb"

Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. -Wei's Yan Wen

Where is my hometown? It is leisurely to think about it. -Wei's Yan Wen

A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up. -Wei's "Guantianjia"

We are leaving this morning, and I don't know when we can see you. -Wei, "Send Yang's Daughter"

My sister was raised by her since childhood, and today they bid farewell with tears. -Wei, "Send Yang's Daughter"

Today, she will travel as a bride and ride a canoe up the river. -Wei, "Send Yang's Daughter"

The guests came from the east with rain from Baling on their clothes. -Wei Wuying "Chang 'an meets Feng Zhe"

Sadness can vent itself when I go home, and the mood of parting is breaking out. -Wei, "Send Yang's Daughter"

Strong winds set off waves on the river, and the sun sank into the darkness of the earth. -Wei's parking in the district

When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems. -Wei, "Autumn Night Message Autumn"

Lonely at night, I can't help but think of Chang 'an. How can I sleep when I hear the bells on the shore? -Wei's parking in the district

I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up. -Wei, "Autumn Night Message Autumn"

At this moment, the vast grassland is boundless and the sky will be late. -Wei's Huma

Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. -Wei, "Night Rain Farewell to Li Zhou"

The Chu River is shrouded in thin rain, and the companion city rings in the dusk. -Wei, "Night Rain Farewell to Li Zhou"

It's very cold in the county today, and I suddenly think of people who live in seclusion in the mountains. -Wei's Poem for a Taoist in Chuanjiao Mountain.

The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. -Wei, "Night Rain Farewell to Li Zhou"

I want to see you with a bottle of wine, so that you can get some comfort at night. -Wei's Poem for a Taoist in Chuanjiao Mountain.

The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain. -Wei, "Night Rain Farewell to Li Zhou"

We used to be partners on the river and Han Shang, and every time we met, we would get drunk. -Wei, "Huai Shang Wen Liang Chuan Old Friend"

Why not go home? There are autumn mountains in Huaishang. -Wei, "Huai Shang Wen Liang Chuan Old Friend"

But autumn leaves are full of empty mountains. Where can you find your footprints? -Wei's Poem for a Taoist in Chuanjiao Mountain.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

Since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again. -Wei, "Huai Shang Wen Liang Chuan Old Friend"

We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now. -Wei, "Huai Shang Wen Liang Chuan Old Friend"

I heard that you were going to meet me here. I went to the west wing to see some circles looking at the moon. -Wei, "To My Friends and"

How to predict my fate, the world is far away, only the hazy spring sorrow makes me sleep on the pillow. -Wei, "To My Friends and"

We shared the flowers last year, and it has been in bloom for a year now. -Wei, "To My Friends and"

Sick body makes me want to retire to the countryside, watching the exiles ashamed of the salary of the country. -Wei, "To My Friends and"

The spirit is happy, the body is naturally comfortable, and the heart really wants to tighten its wings and fly high. -Wei, "Hosting literati in my official residence on rainy days"

Everyone bowed their heads and drank a glass of wine, and then looked up to listen to the men and women recite Kim Ok. -Wei, "Hosting literati in my official residence on rainy days"

Fire and cold are forbidden in the rain, and warblers sit alone on the river and listen. -Wei, "Cold Food for Brothers"

Think of wine and flowers as brothers. Ling Du is a cold herbivore. -Wei, "Cold Food for Brothers"