At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
-Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Autumn Nocturne"
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The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.
-Tang Dynasty: Liu's "Spring Complaint"
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It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden.
Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
-Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi's Spring Poems
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The sun shines on the screen window, the wind shakes the door and goes against the spring.
Cloisters cover loneliness, parrots welcome red roses.
-Tang dynasty: Li shangyin's "the sun shines"
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In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
-Tang Dynasty: Autumn Night in Mutu
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There must be no books on the shelf, so you can't read them with careless eyes.
There is also a piano in the box, so you can't play it if you are not careful.
You can't wear a thick waist, let alone a crown.
Sleep in the afternoon and eat at noon.
A full meal a day and a good night's sleep.
Hunger and cold are also nosy, but the situation is not hunger and cold.
-Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Unintentional Can't"
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I fell into a bun and combed it carelessly, worrying about moths and being too lazy to draw, and I was in a listless mood. When Chueh-hsin came, he was haggard and his clothes were wide. I know this crazy idea, and I think it is leisure for others. Put your face in order, be gentle and lonely, and strive for peace of mind
According to the Old Testament, he even earned me and stole the cloud. When do you have to come back? Ge Xiang is very deep. Waiting for Iraq is like a cloud, lingering in the rain, embroidering, and enjoying it differently. The deeper you get, the more you ask Iraq for money, and the more unreasonable you will be in the future.
-Song: Liu Yong's "Jin Tang Chun Luo Ji Unintentional Comb"