The waves gurgled the rain outside the curtains.
Don? Yu Li
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Poetic and picturesque: the rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring will be strong and weak. Even the brocade quilt covered with Luo Zhi can't stand the coldness in Wugeng. Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie.
You shouldn't climb the stairs alone and look at the fence from a distance, causing endless thoughts and feelings for your hometown. It's hard to leave, and it's hard to see my hometown again. In the past, the red flowers withered, just like the lost river went back with the spring. Compared with the past, one is the sky and the other is the earth.
This poem, written during Li Yu's imprisonment in Bianjing, reveals Li Yu's endless yearning for his native land in a low and sad tone, which can be said to be a sad song.