I flew from the south to the north to return to Hong Kong, and I met with a sad face. I thought it was that brunette, but now I see two elderly people again. In the future world, there is no need to ask, and infinite things are not a problem. Before drinking, the pearl drops red, and there is no hurry, although the wine is full of admiralty. After drinking this cup, we will rush to the west like fallen flowers. The next time we meet, I don't know when and where, and I see smoke billowing on the river and twilight clouds.
We are like swallows flying south and geese returning north, and occasionally we meet sad faces. I thought they were all beautiful women with dark hair, but at this time, I saw two decadent old men again. After parting, don't ask the purser. Infinite things are self-evident. The pearl wine in front of you is dripping red, you don't have to worry, just fill it up in Admiralty. After drinking this time, we have to run around like water. I don't know when and where we will meet again in the future, but the river is filled with smoke and the twilight clouds overlap.
"Blue Wet Sorrow" Qing: Nalan Xingde?
Recently, there are countless sad things. Who is longer than words? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.
There are too many sad things recently. Who can I talk to in this long night? Everything depends on fate. In early spring, the green shadows danced outside the window, the geese returned, and the oriole sang and danced, leaving her in tears. I used to enjoy the beautiful scenery with you, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the bright lights shook with the wind. I thought your soul was back, but I could only wait by counting the stars.
Xiongnu songs in Han dynasty
The loss of my mountain makes my daughter colorless. Losing Qilian Mountain makes me unhappy.
Without Yan Zhishan, it is difficult for us to graze and live in poverty, and women have no beauty because they live in poverty. The loss of Qilian Mountain deprived us of good pasture and livestock could not reproduce. How sad we are!
Liu Zongyuan in Tang Dynasty: Crying for Sima, a foreign land in Lianzhou Cemetery.
The waste was abandoned by people, so it was bullied by ghosts and gods. These are times of difficulty, death and catastrophe. Ling people accepted their surnames in ancient times, and Wu Shi praised their majestic posture. Lonely Fuchun water, heroic Sri Lanka. Six studies are consistent and lean. I have been writing a book for more than ten years, and I can't bear to push it. Heaven speaks, and words are like waves. The archive room collects two houses, aiming to shine brilliantly. Che Guixuan went south to East Vietnam, and the troops were exhausted. Wan Wan came to live in Hanlin Branch. Filial piety leaves a bow and a sword, and China and foreign countries are in danger. Resist the sound, promote the testamentary edict, and make a statement. The apprentice was sent to the official of Su Cao and was appointed to participate in the levy. Out of Wujiang River, I moved to Huangshui Mae. Gao Tang surrendered to the old country, and the burial ceremony was limited to prisoners. After Zhong Shu lived in seclusion, he only barked at the children. How to use a door as a student without a master! Raise your voice, but shout to heaven. Who knows God? Crying without seeing, kidney injury without hugging. If you die, you die, and the hidden fire stays behind the scenes. I am responsible for my country all my life, and I dare not be private. The coffin is not filled with responsibility, but with loneliness and coldness. Miss the past meeting, my intestines know it's you. If you choose to enter the body, you will lose your way and have the same defects. On this issue, benevolence and righteousness are despised by the public. If you don't try to destroy yourself, the world can feed you! If you worry about death, you will worry about life. Gu Yu's nine dead souls, where is his son? I am sincere and sad, and I am not alone in mourning for you!
After being demoted, he was not only abandoned by everyone, but also insulted by ghosts and gods. Talent is rare, really. Talents like Ling Zhun died tragically in their hometown. The ancestors of the Ling family were punctual in the Yao and Shun era, and The History of the Three Kingdoms Wu once praised Ling Tong. Later, the Ling family in Fuyang was lonely and unknown, and Ling Zhun's talent made this family famous in the south of the Yangtze River. The essence of the six classics runs through in one breath, and you carry forward all the nuances. How many mysteries have you solved after ten years of writing? What you wrote in the imperial court was eloquent. You are employed as a think tank by Yongning and Jingyuan governments, and your lofty ideals are enough to show your whimsy. You have been ordered to patrol eastern Zhejiang, punish corrupt officials, comfort the people and understand their sufferings. Just like the phoenix flying over the river, it finally perched at the branch end of Hanlin. At the critical moment of the unexpected collapse of Dezong, there were many rumors and crises inside and outside the court. It was you who pushed through the crowd, quickly made the testamentary edict public, made great contributions to the new king and turned around Gan Kun. In charge of official documents, you set an honest example for your colleagues, in charge of collection and payment, and insisted on the system to plan for the court everywhere. He used to be the governor of the state and moved to the Huangshui River. My mother died in my hometown. You are too ashamed to be buried. Soon after, the two brothers passed away one after another, and only the children who didn't save trouble were crying. Without the backbone of the family, the living can only watch them go away. In desperation, I looked up and shouted, Almighty God, where are you now! You cry your eyes out, your eyes are blind, your kidneys are failing, and you can't walk steadily. You unexpectedly died suddenly in the hot wilderness, and there were no relatives at the wake, only servants and maids! You have been relegated to a remote place all your life, and your bones can't go home after death. Sad! The coffin is covered, and there are rumors that the ghost flag is frozen in the cold wind! I think it was the first time we met and we hit it off as soon as we met. We chose * * * the same reform goal and entered the imperial court. For the same reason, we were demoted to barbarians. We had expected to benefit all beings with righteousness, which was bound to be laughed at and vilified by fools. What hope do we have in come to a bad end to uphold justice? Of course, the dead get all this, but the living are troubled by it. I dream of going back to Chang 'an many times every night. I wonder if I can go home with you? Brother! I sang Long song and cried deeply, for the country, for the people, not just for you!
"Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang" Song: Su Shi?
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and I will never forget it. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.