Canhan deceives sick wine and covers agarwood embroidery households. Yan came late and flew into Xicheng, as if to say that spring came late. Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thinking about love, drifting with the wind, turned into a faint whisper.
Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Looking back at red, she gradually moved into Xianxi. Brocade secretly sends you a secret message, leaning against the silver screen, in the spring dream, breaking red and wet, singing and dancing. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset.
There are 300 Song Ci poems, which are translated in spring and nostalgia, and annotated.
The residual cold in late spring seems to bully me into drinking too much wine, which makes me feel cold and uncomfortable. I lit a heavy incense burner and closed the gorgeous windows of Daphne.
The late swallow flew into the west side, as if to tell that the scenery in spring has faded.
The original boat carries drinkers and tourists around the West Lake, and the prosperity of the Qingming Festival has passed. Looking at the black smoke around the trees in Wuting Palace, I feel a thousand strands of nostalgia for Qian Qian, just like floating in the wind, turning into catkins and floating lightly.
I have lived in the West Lake for ten years, and the willows are tied to horses, and the incense and dust follow.
Along the bank of safflower, I gradually entered a fairyland-like place. You asked the waiter to secretly send a love letter and confide in you.
In the depths of the warm and quiet screen, there used to be a lot of joy and entertainment, but it's a pity that spring is long and dreams are short, and happy time is short.
You wet the clothes of Song fans and Qian embroidery with tears of pink. The banks of the West Lake are dark and empty, and the beautiful scenery of the West Lake at sunset is all given to those seagulls.
Orchids are old in the blink of an eye, and new Du Ruo is fragrant. I wander in this strange water town.
After leaving, I also went to Liuqiao's hometown, but I never got any information about beautiful women. The past is like smoke, the spring flowers wither, and the fragrant flowers and beautiful jade are buried mercilessly.
You were born with such beautiful, clear and transparent water waves, but you should envy your bright eyes. The lush distant mountains should be shy so as not to see your curved eyebrows.
There are little fishing lights on the river, and I live in a painting boat with you. The scene of farewell at the ferry is still vivid.
The makeup building where you lived is still the same as before. When we parted, I wrote a poem on the ruins, and the ink with tears was covered with dust, and my handwriting became miserable and blurred.
Climb up the high pavilion and watch intently, only to see a wall of grass reaching out to the horizon, sighing that my half is as white as a bamboo pole.
I rummaged through my old things silently.
On the silk handkerchief you left behind, there are tears and incense when you left, which is a record of past joys and sorrows.
Like a lonely phoenix, I lost my wings and forgot to go home. I am like a lonely phoenix, too lazy to fly or dance.
I want to write a long love letter full of sadness and hatred, but when I see the figure of a sunken swan in the blue sky and sea, who will convey my love for me?
I can only pin the pain of lovesickness on the string column of the mourning Zheng and pop up alone full of sadness. Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River make me sad everywhere. Is your soul close at hand? Can you hear my sad words?
Appreciation of this word is a memorial work of the Spring Festival Evening. One * * * four articles with 240 words is the longest tune. This word expresses the feelings of the Spring Festival Gala, which is a combination of hurting spring, nostalgia and mourning. The feelings are sincere and profound. The first part starts with the scenery, describes the scenery in late spring, evokes the feeling of traveling and recalls the feelings of old friends. The second film is about a love affair with his lover when he visited the West Lake. The third movie is about revisiting the lake, and things are different. Unfortunately, the past can only be recalled. The fourth film ends the whole article, writing about the suffering of lovesickness, lamenting the old age and expressing infinite condolences to the deceased. This word describes the mourning for spring and is full of mourning. Of course, undertaker is the author's concubine in Hangzhou. The first part introduces the scenery and depicts picturesque scenery, which secretly hurts the feelings of spring resentment. The three sentences of Thinking about Love are the beginning and the end, and turn to the next paragraph of memories of the past. The second film traces back to the past and describes the scene of lovers meeting for the first time. Try to describe the amorous feelings of love at first sight, tryst and date with lovers. The sentence "Empty dike, light setting sun, always return to gull heron" is extremely subtle and gentle, and suggestive. Brocade handed out a book, and the couple agreed to stay overnight to find incense and warm jade. Of course, they are too lazy to see the beautiful scenery reflected by the sunset. Therefore, it is said that "the gull and heron always return" and the scene blends together, which can be described as a wonderful pen. The third part describes all kinds of events after departure. Time flies, things are different, people are on their own, Iraqis are dead, poems are on the wall, and things are embarrassing. Focus on mourning. The fourth part is the whole article, which strongly describes the pain and sorrow of acacia. The whole article has profound feelings, concise words and careful structure. Clear Hierarchy is one of Wu Wenying's representative works. Chen Tingzhuo was full of praise for this word, saying that "the whole chapter is the essence, which cannot be seen again" (Bai Yuzhai's Ci Hua).
Wu Wenying (about 1200 ~ 1260), whose real name was Gunter, was called the Window of Dreams, a famous man in his later years, and a native of Siming (now Ningbo, Zhejiang). Originally from Weng, later from Wu. Get along well with Jia sidao. There is a collection of dream window words with more than 340 words, which is divided into four volumes. His poems are rich in quantity, elegant in style, and rich in rewards and sorrows, with the title "Li Shangyin in Ci". However, the evaluation of later generations is very controversial. Wu Wenying
If you want to come back to your party with your photos, your tears won't break your heart. You can't draw your face. You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world. The incense has not stopped, but it is still on the wall. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. The son of a childe belongs to a poor spring, and the heavy soil is separated forever. The old friend is next, and the dust is flying. Sit around and grieve for you and sigh for me, how long is life short for a hundred years! I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. The article is full of people, and I once missed you. I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows. Poor bones to save the lonely grave, want to find the meritorious military service for the general. The bed is empty and the dust is clear, and the room is empty and hates Taiwan. Respect the old friend, miss me, and care most. Sadness comes with emotion, and tears fall with emotion.