A poem describing the extreme collapse of the heart

The poem describing the extreme collapse of the heart is as follows:

1, "Four Songs of Longxi" In Tang Dynasty: Chen Tao swears to sweep the Huns regardless of his body, and 5,000 minks lose Chen Hu. Alas, the pile of bones in Wuding River is still the husband of a young woman in my dream.

Tang Junbing swept the Huns to death, and the elite of 5,000 Jin robes died in Chen Hu. Unfortunately, the piles of bones by the Wuding River are all husbands who accompany young women in their dreams.

2. Sauvignon Blanc in the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi and Surabaya flowed to Guazhou Gudu, and Wu Shan was a little sad. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.

Bianshui is flowing, Surabaya is flowing, and it flows to the ancient ferry of the Yangtze River. Looking from a distance, the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are silently nodding, frequently shy and condensed with infinite sadness. Miss, hate, where is the end, Iraqis, you won't stop until you come back. A bright moon shines in the sky, so that we can watch the moon together.

3. When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon in the Five Dynasties? When is Li Yu's Spring Flower and Autumn Moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

When will this year end? We know how many things happened in the past! Last night, the spring breeze blew from the small building again. How can I bear the pain of missing my hometown in this bright night? Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

4. In the Five Dynasties, "When we meet, we have nothing to say, but we go to the West Building alone": Li Yu went to the West Building with nothing to say, and the moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Silent and lonely, I slowly climbed up the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.

It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.

The waves beat the sand, and the rain outside the curtain gurgled;

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the rich spring scenery will also disappear. Luo Zhi's brocade quilt can't stand the cold of the fifth watch. Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie.

When the sun sets alone, leaning against the railing of a tall building and looking into the distance, my heart will be filled with infinite sadness because I think of the infinite mountains and rivers I had in the past. It's easy to leave, but difficult to see again. Like red flowers falling from the lost river, they go back with the spring. Compared with the past, one is the sky and the other is the earth.