Picking Mulberries (Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty)
Encountering Sun Juyuan in Duojinglou, Runzhou
Sentimental and still sick.
In the multi-view building, meeting each other over wine,
The joy will be gone with a smile.
Stop the cup and listen to the pipa.
Twisting gently and disturbing, the drunken face melts into spring,
The river and sky are slanted with a touch of red.
Picking Mulberries (Yan Shu·Northern Song Dynasty)
Time only helps people grow old,
I don’t believe in sentimentality.
Everlasting regret for leaving the pavilion,
It is easy to wake up with tears and spring clothes.
The west wind was strong in the Wutong tree last night,
The pale moon was dim and bright.
Good dreams are often frightening,
There is a sound of wild geese from a tall building somewhere.
Dian Red Lips (Yan Jidao·Northern Song Dynasty)
When the flower letter comes,
I hate no one and the flowers remain the same.
It becomes spring thin again,
The willow in front of the door is broken.
Heaven is affectionate,
not staying together forever.
After they parted ways, tears and wine
occupied both sleeves.
Die Lian Hua (Su Shi, Northern Song Dynasty)
The flowers have faded and are red, green and apricots are small.
When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people.
There are few willow trees blowing on the branches,
There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world.
The swing in the wall escapes outside the wall,
Pedestrians outside the wall, the beauty inside the wall smiles.
The laughter gradually disappeared and became quieter.
The passionate but ruthless anger.
Returning to the East on the road led Er Chengyong (Sun Wanshou, Sui Dynasty)
Studying as an official has failed, and the heart of returning is naturally uneven.
My hometown is thousands of miles away, and the mountains are full of autumn apes singing at night.
People are sad and miserable, and customers are accustomed to the wind.
Although hate is sentimental, it is all hurt.
Congratulations to the bridegroom (Xin Qiji, Southern Song Dynasty)
Giving Narcissus
Lying in the clouds, his clothes are cold.
Look at Xiao Ran, before the wind and under the moon, and the shadows by the water.
The dust in the stockings is born in Lingbo, and the river is full of smoke.
Love it a little, and it will turn yellow into a halo.
I don’t remember the time when we met, I was very affectionate, and my fragrance formed a formation for me.
Wait for the tears and collect the remaining powder.
Lingjun has always been filled with hatred.
I regretted it at that time and forgot about it in a hurry. This is the inscription of this fairy.
The misty rain is confusing and the wind is damaged, and the green mantle is shaking, who can fix it?
The writing is written and the Yaoqin is indignant.
No one has the talent to summon the soul when the string is broken, but the gravel of the gold cup is smooth.
Worried about the wine, and awake alone.
Sending People (Zhang Mi, Tang Dynasty)
Farewell Mengyi to Xie's house, the small corridor turns to the winding lantern.
There is only the moon in the spring court that is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who have left.
Jiang Chengzi (Qin Guan·Northern Song Dynasty)
The willows in the West City make spring soft. Moving away from worries, tears are hard to hold back.
I still remember how sentimental I was when I returned to the boat.
What happened at the Biye Zhuqiao that day was that no one was seen and the water flowed empty.
Time is not reserved for young people. I hate you, when will you rest?
When the catkins are flying and the flowers are falling, I go upstairs.
Just like the spring river, there are endless tears and a lot of sorrow.
Jiang Chengzi (2) (Weizhuang·Tang Dynasty)
A kindhearted girl is sentimental and easy to be hurt.
The leakage is longer and the mandarin duck is resolved.
The red lips did not move, but I felt the fragrance of lipstick first.
Slowly peel off the embroidered quilt and pull out the wrists,
Move the phoenix pillow and pillow Panlang.
Liangzhou Ling (Yan Jidao·Northern Song Dynasty)
Don't sing Yangguan songs,
The golden thread of the year will be wet with tears.
Li Ge has been the most ecstasy since ancient times.
Hearing the song is even more ecstasy.
The willows in the south building are full of emotions.
It is not suitable for pedestrians.
Human feelings are like flying catkins,
The melodiousness will fly away in the spring breeze.
Magnolia·Spring Hate (Yan Shu·Northern Song Dynasty)
Green poplars and fragrant grass make the pavilion road. It's easy to leave people behind when you're young.
There is a lingering dream at the top of the building. It rains in March at the end of the flower.
Being ruthless is not as painful as being sentimental. One inch becomes thousands of strands.
When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
Two Farewell Songs (Du Mu·Tang)
Sentimental but always seeming ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of you.
Candles say farewell with intention and shed tears for others until dawn.
Yulin Ling (Liu Yong, Northern Song Dynasty)
The cicadas are mournful,
It is late in the pavilion,
The shower has just stopped. [2]
There is no thought of drinking in the capital tent, [3]
The place of nostalgia, [4]
Lan Zhou urges the ship. [5]
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes,
I was speechless and choked. [6]
Thousands of miles away from the mist, [7]
The dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. [8]
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times,
It is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival.
Where can I wake up tonight?
The bank of willows,
the evening breeze and the waning moon.
After so many years, [9]
It should be a good time and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of styles,
Who can I tell you?
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