This may be a memory that has come and gone before I know it.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
The virtuous woman recited Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty.
You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.
I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.
My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.
Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Golden-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 has come and gone before I know it.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
This poem is an inscription on the porcelain of Tongguan kiln in Tang Dynasty. The author may have created it by the Potter himself, or it may have been a popular alley ballad at that time. 1974- 1978 was unearthed at Tongguan kiln site in Changsha, Hunan. See Chen's Supplement to Complete Tang Poems, Volume 56, Five-character Poems by Anonymous, 1642, Zhonghua Book Company, 1992+00.
2. What are the poems about "regret"? 1. There has been infinite sadness recently. Who is longer than words? -"Blue Wet Sorrow" Qing Nalan Xingde
Interpretation: There are too many sad things recently. Who can I talk to in this long night?
2, from teaching, the green window is red with tears, and the early goose is early. -"Blue Wet Sorrow" Qing Nalan Xingde
Interpretation: Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows danced outside the window, the geese returned, and the oriole sang and danced, leaving her in tears.
I enjoyed it at that time, but now it's ruined, and I'm always sentimental. -"Blue Wet Sorrow" Qing Nalan Xingde
Interpretation: I used to enjoy the beautiful scenery with you, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past feelings.
4. I suddenly suspect that you have arrived, and it is windy under the paint lamp. You are crazy about the stars in spring. -"Blue Wet Sorrow" Qing Nalan Xingde
Commentary: Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the bright lights shook with the wind. I thought it was your soul that came back, but I could only count the spoony stars.
5, tears are silent, just to regret the past. -"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Qing Nalanxingde
Interpretation: Tears streamed down her face, but she was silent. I just regretted not cherishing your efforts before.
6, relying on Dan Qing to save knowledge, Yingying, a sad painting can't be made. -"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Qing Nalanxingde
Interpretation: I want to get together with Dan Qing again. My eyes are blurred and my heart is broken, so I can't draw your face.
7, speak unclear, wake up early in the middle of the night. -"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Qing Nalanxingde
Interpretation: The parting words are still in my ears, and Qi Fei's good dream was awakened in the middle of the night for no reason.
8. Wake up in the morning, dream more and more, and cry at night. -"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Qing Nalanxingde
Interpretation: You have woken up early, and I am still dreaming, crying deeply and even more painful. The wind chimes rang until dawn.
9. Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. -"Mulberry picking, wrong at that time" Qing Nalanxingde
Interpretation: Now I know that I was wrong, and my heart is very sad and confused.
10, red tears slip down, full of spring breeze. -"Mulberry picking, wrong at that time" Qing Nalanxingde
Interpretation: Tears fall silently, all I can see is the spring breeze, but everything is different from before.
3. What are the poems about "regret" in ancient poetry: 1, farewell to Tang, I dismounted to propose a toast to you, I asked where you were going and why?
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
2, Weicheng Qu Tang Wang Wei, also known as "send Yuan Er Shi An Xi", Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
3. To Li Yue, the ambassador of Tang Zizhou: "The trees of ten thousand valleys reach the sky, and the cuckoos of a thousand peaks crow." . The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
4. After Qian Jiashu fell out of the list, when the Tang Dynasty arrived, there should be no hermits in Anle Township, and talented people should discuss it together. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now. You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful. When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
5. Send a friend to Li Bai in Tang Dynasty. There are blue mountains to the north of the Great Wall and white water to the east. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
6. Farewell to Meng Haoran On the way to Yangzhou, an old friend of Tang Li Bai went out of the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
7. Farewell your friend Tang Libai at Jingmen Ferry. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
8. Du Shaofu was appointed as Wang Tangbo. This wall encircles Zhou Shu in Sanqin area, making it one of five rivers through a fog. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
9. Farewell. Wei sang "Farewell" to Wen Youzi, and the first frost appeared on the river last night. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing. This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
Farewell, my friend Chen Tang. In April, the yellow wheat fields were blown by the south wind, and the jujube flowers had not faded, and the leaves of Laka had grown. The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead. You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.
East Gate sells wine and drinks my Cao, as light as a feather. You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail. People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.
I heard that there are many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? . 1 1, Wang Changling of Tang Dynasty, broke up with Xinjian at Furong Inn, entered Wu on a cold rainy night, and went to see Fujian in Chushan.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! 12, don't move Datang, thousands of miles away in Cen Can and Huang Yun. During the day, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? 13, send Li Duantang to Lulun, next to my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering and have bad feelings.
The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.
Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go? 14, did the sunset glow bid farewell to Zhou Li, and it rained all the way across the river to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing.
The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.
Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. 15, send someone to the east to see the yellow leaves of Tang Dynasty. You are determined to give up this place where you once lived.
The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan. Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon.
When can we meet again and have a hangover? 16, Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin zifang, Song Yangwanli. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Missing: I miss the moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed in the quiet night, could there have been a frost already?.
Look up at the moon, bow your head and miss your hometown. I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains. Wang Wei is a stranger and misses his relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Qiu Si, a native of Luoyang, saw the autumn wind. He wanted to find a writer to write a book.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him. Autumn wind leads-where did Liu Yuxi get the autumn wind? Xiao Xiao sent the goose.
When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first. Sauvignon blanc is a journey to Nalanxing Deshan, and the water is a journey, and it goes to Guan Yu's side, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden. Patio sand Qiu Si withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Xue Daoheng has only been in spring for seven days, and I have been away from home for two years.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. Regret: 17, Liu Yong in Yulin Ridge was cold and miserable, Changting was late, and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat is ruined where I miss them. 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.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. 18, dequeue, in order to send Song Xin Qi Ji, give Chen Tongfu Zhuang language, drunk watching the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn.
Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder.
It's a pity that the king won fame both before and after his death. Help yourself.
4. What are the poems about "regret"? 1. There has been infinite sadness recently. Who is longer than words? -"Blue Wet Sorrow" Interpretation of Qing Nalan Xingde: There have been too many sad things recently. Who can I talk to in this long night? 2, from teaching, the green window is red with tears, and the early goose is early.
-"Blue Wet Sorrow" Interpretation of Qing Nalan Xingde: Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows danced outside the window, the geese returned, and the orioles sang and danced, and they burst into tears. I enjoyed it at that time, but now it's ruined, and I'm always sentimental.
-"Blue Wet Sorrow" Interpretation of Qing Nalan Xingde: I used to enjoy the beautiful scenery with you, but now I have lost it and failed the past affection. 4. I suddenly suspect that you have arrived, and it is windy under the paint lamp. You are crazy about the stars in spring.
-"Blue Wet Sorrow" Qing Nalan Xingde Interpretation: Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the lights shook with the wind. I thought it was your soul, but I could only wait for the stars. 5, tears are silent, just to regret the past.
-"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Interpretation of Qing Nalan Xingde: Tears poured down my face, but I was silent, only regretting that I didn't cherish your affection before. 6, relying on Dan Qing to save knowledge, Yingying, a sad painting can't be made.
-"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Interpretation of Qing Nalanxingde: I want to reunite with you Dan Qing, my eyes are blurred and my heart is broken, and I can't describe your face. 7, speak unclear, wake up early in the middle of the night.
-"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Interpretation of Qing Nalan Xingde: The words of parting are still in my ears, and Qi Fei's good dream woke up in the middle of the night for no reason. 8. Wake up in the morning, dream more and more, and cry at night.
-"Inscription of Nanxiangzi for the Dead Woman" Qing Nalanxingde Interpretation: You have woken up early, but I am still in my dream, crying deeply and the wind is ringing until dawn. 9. Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad.
-"It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time" Interpretation by Qing Nalan Xingde: Now I know that I was wrong at that time, and my heart is desolate and confused. 10, red tears slip down, full of spring breeze.
-"It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time" Qing Nalan Xingde Interpretation: Tears fell silently, and everything you saw was spring breeze, but things were different.
5. What are the poems that express "regret"? 1, entitled "south of the city"
Tang Dynasty: Cui Hu
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
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Last spring, in this family's home, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy.
When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
2. Hairpin Phoenix Red Crispy Hand
Song dynasty: Lu you
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
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In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, but you are as far away as the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the joy so thin. Full of sadness, life is bleak after leaving for a few years. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring remains the same, but people are haggard and emaciated. Tears washed away the rouge on my face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms were blown off by the wind and sprinkled on cold ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!
3. Natural tea seeds are happy.
Song Dynasty: 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.
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During the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was brightly lit.
After dusk, at the time of the willow tip on the moon, I met a beautiful woman
On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
Never see last year's old friend again, acacia tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.
4. Bodhisattva still remembers Jiangnan music.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Now I recall the benefits of Jiangnan, when the wind was young, the spring clothes were floating and the manners were graceful. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.
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Now think back to the benefits of Jiangnan. At that time, I was young and romantic, with my spring shirt fluttering and graceful. I rode a big horse and leaned against a small bridge. The women in the building were fascinated by my heroic attitude.
The boudoir barrier is winding and secluded, which is where I indulge in flowers. Now, if we can meet again like that, I will never want to come back even when I am old.
5. gold
Tang Dynasty: 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 has come and gone before I know it.
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Thuben has twenty-five strings, but this poem was written after the death of Li Shangyin's wife, so fifty strings mean broken strings.
But even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.
Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom.
Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls.
Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.
Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories.
At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
6. What are the poems that express "regret"? 1. The title is Chengnanzhuang Tang Dynasty: Cuihu last year today, peach blossoms set each other off.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Last spring, in this family's home, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy.
When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze. 2, the phoenix red crisp hand Song Dynasty: Lu You red crisp hand, yellow wine, spring palace wall willow in the city.
The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years.
No, no, no. Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Mo, Mo, Mo! In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, but you are as far away as the palace wall.
How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the joy so thin. Full of sadness, life is bleak after leaving for a few years.
In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong! Spring remains the same, but people are haggard and emaciated. Tears washed away the rouge on my face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs.
Peach blossoms were blown off by the wind and sprinkled on cold ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered.
Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo! 3. Sheng Chazi Yuan Xi Song: Ouyang Xiu When the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was full of lights. 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.
During the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was brightly lit. After dusk, at the time of the willow tip on the moon, I met a beautiful woman
On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. Never see last year's old friend again, acacia tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.
4. Bodhisattva Man still remembers Jiangnan music in the Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang still remembers Jiangnan music when he was young and emaciated. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.
Now think back to the benefits of Jiangnan. At that time, I was young and romantic, with a fluttering spring shirt and graceful demeanor. I rode a big horse and leaned against a small bridge. The women in the building were fascinated by my heroic attitude.
The boudoir barrier is winding and secluded, which is where I indulge in flowers. Now, if we can meet again like that, I will never want to come back even when I am old.
5. Jinse Tang people: Li Shangyin, I don't know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string is a flower-like 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 has come and gone before I know it.
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom.
Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu. The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls.
Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories.
At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
7. Ten lines of Su Shi's poem about regret: When a child meets a stranger, he smiles and asks where the guest came from-the hometown he can't go back to.
Go back to my hometown and write a book-he Zhang Zhi.
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
How many people have left their homes and tasted the warmth of human feelings; How many people leave their leaves to their roots before they see that things are different. For thousands of years, the homesickness of vagrants has always been similar, and when they finally returned to their hometown, what did they see?
A childhood friend "but now these boys and girls are in a row"? Is it the girl who "married as a business woman" in the dream? Or "the mountains and rivers are still there" and "intimate friends are half scattered"? Perhaps, what makes people sad is never their gray sideburns, not their old local accent, but the smiling face of the immature children asking where their guests come from.
Half my life is a journey, and I am lost. Suddenly looking back, I found that my hometown did not know when it finally became a foreign land.
8. Poems describing regret: When teenagers visit Zhou Bangyan, their knives are like running water, their houses are better than snow, and their fingers are broken.
At the beginning of the brocade, the smell of animals is unchanged, so they sit opposite each other and tune up. Ask in a low voice, who will live for? It is already midnight in the city.
The horse is slippery and frozen, so it's better to have a rest and walk less. Fu Bu (Song) Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your lovesickness. In the northern song dynasty, Qin Guan was delicate and clever, flying stars spread grievances, and Yinhan was far away from darkness. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.
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. If the two love each other for a long time, they are still in Danxing, Yanxi, where the waves are charming and the beads are deep.
The south building is full of green willows, smoke is full of sorrow, and rain is annoying. When I was here, I listened to songs, drank wine and treated the poor.
Acacia tonight, the water is long and the mountains are far away, and the spring is still there.