1, call downstairs at sunset, holding incense burner.
Who calls downstairs in the sunset when the flowers fall? Qing: Nalan Xingde
Who calls down the stairs in the sunset, holding a censer. Looking back, I stood in front of laughter, always speechless and reluctant to part.
There is no evidence in the notebook, don't say lovesickness. I advised Yihong Window to get drunk, but it was too late.
Explanation:
Who called her upstairs at sunset? She stood in front of the steps and looked back, holding a handful of vanilla in her tender hand. But she stopped laughing. Although she didn't say anything, she was still beautiful. If the agreement in the letter fails to arrive as scheduled, don't say anything about lovesickness. I advise you to indulge in small windows, but now is not the time to meet each other.
Autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sunset falls in the building every day.
Partridge drunk shooting spring shirt cherishing the old sweet song: Yan.
Borrowing a spring shirt makes me feel a little tipsy, thinking back, and the spring fragrance is old. The separation and hatred of heaven tormented my sparse distribution. On the road, the annual autumn grass pushes Chinese and Japanese architecture to the sunset.
The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where are the people who want to get back on the road? Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears.
Explanation:
Drunk patted the spring shirt and remembered the fragrance on the old spring shirt. Heaven will spare sorrow and not hate, and torture me, a madman. Autumn grass grows older on the road, and sunset enters the building every day. Look up at the building; The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where is the way to recruit people? There is nothing to complain about the words of lovesickness, so why write them on stationery? It takes a thousand tears.
3. The sunset is speechless. In the smoke of thanking the guests, Fei Xianghe was not heartbroken.
Explanation:
Ask lotus root, how many whiskers are there? Who is Lianxin bitter for? Why do the flowers of the ice lotus look at each other tenderly? I'm afraid it's the embodiment of two young men and women who love each other in Daming House. God is unfair: why not teach the lovers to grow old together, but let them die in the pond where mandarin ducks live together; The sunset was silent.
4, who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves close the window, nostalgic for the sunset.
Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone, cool and clear: Nalan Xingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Explanation:
Who feels sad alone in the west wind and can't bear to look at the rustling yellow leaves and close the porch window? In the independent house, the setting sun shines obliquely, immersed in memories of the past. Take a nap after drinking, spring scenery is leisurely, gambling in the boudoir, and the skirt is full of tea. I once had a happy memory, which was only the most common at that time, but things are different now.
5. Looking at the sky and clouds at dusk, walking and thinking of you, sitting and thinking of you.
A plum, a rain, a pear, a deep door Ming Dynasty: Tang Yin.
The rain closed the pear blossom, leaving youth alone and empty. Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming.
Sorrow gathers eyebrows, and a thousand tears mark ten thousand tears marks. See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you.
Explanation:
Close the door and listen to the sound of the rain beating pear blossoms outside the window, which failed to live up to youth and wasted youth. Even if you have a cheerful mood, who can you share it with? Under the flower, I feel dejected, under the moon, I feel dejected. All day, I frowned like Dai Feng, leaving thousands of tears on my face. I watch the clouds from morning till night. I miss you when I walk and miss you when I sit!