Interesting poetry patchwork

Interesting poetry patchwork

If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. -Wang Changling's "The Head of Two Embankments"

But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Rulers and lords cry on their coats when their eyes meet, but the nights in spring are short and the sun rises too fast.

Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Men should be self-reliant, the mirror is yellow, without seeds, men should be self-reliant. -Wang Zhu's Poem of a Prodigy: The cloud is the window and the yellow is the mirror. -"Mulan Poetry"

As long as the kung fu is deep, the husband and wife will be grateful for a hundred days. As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle —— Chang Zhen, the prosperous Zhou Mo of Song Dynasty.

Laugh and ask where the guests come from, the shepherd boy points out Xinghua Village, and the children meet strangers and laugh and ask where the guests come from. -What's the couplet of two hometowns, the first part?

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

And the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace faded into nothingness. After the three armed forces, I changed my face greatly. Why do I change color?

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. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Because of her tiredness, a maid held her up, and Guang Jia lay in the sun. Because of her tiredness, a maid held her up. When the emperor noticed her for the first time, he chose her as his bride. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

The general and I unbuttoned our shirts and ground them into needles with a pestle. When I returned to peace, the general and I unbuttoned my shirt. -Zhu Houzong's "Send Mao Bowen"

Looking at Qianzhi coldly, I can tell whether I am a man or a woman. Looking at Qianzhi coldly, I bow my head and be a willing ox. -Lu Xun's "Self-mockery" Two rabbits are walking beside the ground. Can Ann tell if I am a male or a female? -"Mulan Poetry"