The fragrant flowers are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to go canoeing. I'm afraid that the boat can't move and I'm worried.
the flowers are similar from year to year, and people are different from year to year. Liu Xiyi's
Although the flowers can be pecked next year, it's impossible for a Taoist to go to an empty nest!
Daiyu's
Where are the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year. Zhao Wei's
On January night this year, the moon and lights remained the same. Not seeing last year, tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt!
In this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off.
I don't know where people are going, but peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Cui Hu's
where is the emperor in the pavilion? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself. Wang Bo's Teng Wang Ge
How can you avoid the sorrow and hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone!
the dream of the old country has returned, and I feel my tears drop.
who is tall? Keep in mind that autumn is sunny.
the past is empty and still like a dream. Li Yu's Midnight Song
is more important than Changmen's, and everything is wrong. Why do you come together and return to different places?
after the phoenix tree was half dead and the frost was removed, the white-headed mandarin duck lost its companion.
the original grass, the first dew, the old habitat and the new ridge.
lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend clothes after burning the lamp at night? He Zhu's Partridge Sky