From Wei to my friends in the Tang Dynasty.
We met in the flowers, parted in the flowers, and a year later, there were flowers here again. How to predict my fate, the world is far away, only the hazy spring sorrow makes me sleep on the pillow.
Sick body makes me want to retire to the countryside, watching the exiles ashamed of the salary of the country. I heard that you were going to meet me here. I went to the west wing to see some circles looking at the moon.
Explanation:
Last year, we said goodbye, but now we have been apart for a year. How can I predict the fate of the world? Only gloomy spring worries keep me awake. My sick body makes me want to retire to the pastoral area and watch the exiled people live up to the wages of the country. I heard that you would meet me here. I went to the West Building and looked out at the bright moon several times.
2. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the cold light of lonely lanterns at night.
Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang by Ma Dai in Tang Dynasty.
In the early autumn drizzle on the Ba River, I saw flocks of geese flying south in the evening. Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night.
The Millennium falls frequently in the empty garden, and only Singles and Yu Ye are neighbors. I have been lying alone for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country?
Explanation:
The autumn wind and drizzle on Bayuan began to settle, and in the evening, I saw the geese going south. Facing the fallen leaves of trees in other places, I was alone in the cold night. The empty garden is full of dew, and the single-family house is only the neighbor of the wild monk. I have lived in a desolate suburb for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country?
3. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiangxian.
Jin Lu Qu: Reflections on the Death of a Dead Woman by Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty.
When was this hatred? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
Explanation:
When will this sadness end? The drizzle dripping on the empty steps finally stopped, and the night was very cold, which was a good weather for burying flowers. It has been three years since you left me. Even if it was a big dream, you should have woken up long ago. You must think there is no interest in the world. It is not as good as a grave buried deep in the ground. Although empty, it can bury all the worries.
You did go to that clean place, and the agreement that we would never leave was abandoned by you. If only I could send a letter to the grave, so that I can know how you have been these years and who is taking care of you. It's late at night, I'm still tossing and turning, I can't sleep, and I can't bear to listen to their second wife's discussion.
I'll be friends again in the afterlife, and I'm afraid of the afterlife, but I still can't be together. Now, my tears have run out, and the paper money is burned to ashes, erratic.
4, Wan Li stratus clouds, Qian Shan sunset snow, only shadow to whom?
From the Jin Dynasty Yuan Haowen's Fish Qiu Yan Ci/Mai Beitang.
Ask the world, what is love, teaching life and death? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have a sentence: Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Muxue, who are you only looking at?
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.
The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.
Explanation:
Oh, my God. Excuse me, what love makes these two geese treat each other with life and death? Fly south and fly north with me, distant capital, let it go. Leng Xia is hot in winter, but we still love each other. Although flying with me is happy, parting is really painful. At this moment, I know that this spoony double goose is more spoony than spoony children in the world!
The lover who was inseparable has passed away. The real goose should know in her heart that this trip to Wan Li is lonely and the future is long. Every year, they fly to Wan Li and Qian Shan, and at dusk, they lose the love of their lives and are lonely. What's the point even if they live alone?
This watershed area used to be a place for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to play. Whenever Emperor Wu goes out for a patrol, it is always noisy with gongs and drums. It's cold smoke and cold grass now, and it's a depression. Emperor Wu died, and evoking souls is of no help. The mountain gods cried in vain, and the dead are gone!
Even heaven is jealous of the affection of these two geese who are committed to life and death. A double-hearted goose will never turn to dust after death like a swallow. Will be remembered forever after death. Singing and drinking, visiting the former site of Qiu Yan cemetery to pay homage to the couple's souls.
Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
From the Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Liang Zhu, Jian Ju, Worry, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dew"
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. (Two-way escape: two-way departure, hate and suffering; One-way departure, bitter)
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?
Explanation:
The chrysanthemums outside the column were covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchids seemed to be swallowing silently. Curtains hung, the air was a little cold, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away. Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn.
The autumn wind blew so hard last night that the green trees withered. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover. But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where the person I miss is.