Cao Zhi's Seven Wounded Poems in Han Dynasty
The moon shines on the tall buildings, and the lights upstairs are swaying. There is a sad woman sighing upstairs.
Who is the sigh upstairs? The answer is a wife in another place. My husband has been away for more than ten years, and he is often timid alone.
My husband is like dust on the road, like mud in dirty water. Floating dust and mud are different, when can we meet harmoniously?
Yes, I want to turn into a southwest wind and disappear into my husband's arms! My husband's heart is no longer open to me. What can I rely on?
Explanation:
The bright moon shines on the high attic, and the clear moonlight gently shakes like swimming. Standing on a tall building, thinking of a woman overlooking, sighing endlessly in the moonlight. Excuse me, who is the man who keeps sighing? It is said to be a man's wife, traveling abroad and not coming back for a long time. My husband has been a monk for more than ten years, and my wife is often alone.
A husband is like dust floating on the road, and a wife is like mud in dirty water. Husband and wife are one, but now their status is different. When can we get back together? If I can, I would like to turn into a southwest wind and throw myself into my husband's arms! If my husband's arms are not open to me, who can my wife depend on?
2, the dark light is cold and resentful, and the demon Ji is too sad.
From the Five Dynasties Yan Xuan's River Biography Autumn Rain
Autumn rain, autumn rain, day and night, falling. The dark lights are cold and the resentment is separated, and the demon Ji is very sad.
The west wind is a little noisy, stopping and continuing, and the face is tired and hanging double jade. I invited the goose several times, but failed to arrive as scheduled. The goose returned, but the person did not return.
Explanation:
Autumn rain is continuous! Autumn rain is continuous! Day and night, constantly drifting. In the dim light, she lay on the cold mat, resenting the separation from her lover. The beautiful girl can't help being so sad.
The west wind is getting urgent, blowing the bamboo branches in front of the window. On and off, two lines of tears hung on her powdered face. Originally, it was agreed many times to meet each other when the geese returned in autumn, but the other party failed to meet the deadline many times. Seeing the geese return, people don't return.
3. When will Lang Jun arrive? I didn't want to see him from the beginning.
From the Yuan Dynasty Shi Naian's "Die Hua Lian Yi Jia Yin Shan Xin"
I have been missing you since I left home, and I have missed you for thousands of times, which broke my heart. Swallows don't fly and die, and a spring is sparse.
The ungrateful husband returned one day and recalled the past, so he was not satisfied. The good dream I was about to have was awakened again, and there was a rushing sound outside the screen.
Explanation:
Since I left my hometown, there have been thousands of kinds of lovesickness, which is heartbreaking. Swallows don't fly, flowers wither and clothes are loose in spring. When the ungrateful husband returned to China, it would be better not to meet him. Just when I was about to have a good dream, I was awakened by the sound of warblers outside the screen window.
4, the wind blows the bamboo and knocks the autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate.
From the Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's Yulouchun, I don't know how far you are after parting.
I don't know the distance after you broke up. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish.
Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.
Explanation:
I want to know where you went after we broke up. Eyes and heart are dark and gloomy, giving birth to endless sadness! You go further and further, and finally you lose the news; How wide is the river? Fish swim deep under the water. Where can I get your news? ?
Last night, the wind blew all over the bamboo forest, conveying the rhythm of late autumn, and the voice of every leaf seemed to be telling resentment. I have a heart resting on a single pillow, hoping to meet you in my dream. Unfortunately, my dream can't come true, but the wick burns in the autumn wind.
5, only the running water in front of the building, if you miss me, stare at me all day.
From the Song Dynasty's Li Qingzhao's "Memories of Blowing a Flute on Phoenix Terrace, Sweet Cold"
The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.
Do not rest. If you go back, it's hard to stay even if you read "Yangguan" a thousand times. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.
Explanation:
The incense in the copper furnace with buttons is cold enough, and the red brocade quilts are piled up on the bed like waves, so I don't want to collect them. Get up in the morning, too lazy to comb my hair. Dust the luxurious dressing box and let the morning sun shine on the curtain hook. I'm afraid to think of the pain of parting. I have much to say to him, but I just want to say it, but I can't bear to say it. Recently, I gradually lost weight, not because I drank too much wine, nor because of the influence of autumn.
Forget it, forget it, he's leaving this time, even if he sings the farewell song of "Yangguan" for ten thousand times, he can't stay. Thinking that my sweetheart was leaving, I was left alone in the empty building. Only the running water in front of the building should care for me and reflect my eyes all day. Just as I am watching from a distance, from now on, I will add a new worry of looking forward to returning every day.