Tang Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Tang Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Management bureau
Pre-Qin anonymous
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. My Fair Lady, Zhong
golden
Tang Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
Yu Linling is cold and worried.
Song Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.
Five Poems of Thinking (4)
Don
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
The Everlasting Regret
Tang Bai Juyi
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
Jia Jian
Pre-Qin anonymous
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. Where do I need her?
Two poems about Zhi Zhu, the first part.
Don Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
south of the Yangtze River
Han John fu
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf. Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
Jiang remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.
Song sushi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.
Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun
close
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Hairpin Fenghuang red brittle hand
Song luyou
Red crisp hands. Yellow rice wine Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. Dongfeng evil. Love is thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Spring is the same. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossoms fall. Leisure swimming pool hall. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo.
357 words/autumn wind ci
Tang Libai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.
Ren Yue Song
Pre-Qin anonymous
What happened tonight? Today, I must be in the same boat with the prince. Shame, shame, shame. My heart is restless. There are trees in the mountains and branches in the trees. I don't know.
Damn Hua Lian, the wind in the dangerous building is good
Song Liu Yong
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence. I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Hawthorn Tree: Lantern Festival
Song Ouyang xiu
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
Phoenix looking for phoenix
Han Sima Xiangru
There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget her. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall. Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me. Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall. Feng Xi Feng Xi
An Ode to the Goddess of Luo
Wei Cao Jin zhi
In Huang San, Yu moved the capital to Luochuan. The ancients said that the name of water god was Fu Fei. Feeling Song Yu's concern for the goddess Chu, he wrote a poem. His exact words were: I'm from Beijing, and my exact words were to return to Dong Fan. Back to yique, cross the shaft, pass through Tonggu and Lingjingshan. The sun sets in the west and the car is in danger. The mistress tax is too high to be ambitious.
Nine songs, Mrs. Xiang
Qu Yuan in Pre-Qin Period
Di Zi fell on Zhu Bei, and his eyes were pitiful. curly