2. Ji Zuo's yellow spring should also brew old springs. Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai?
3, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
4, care for each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
5, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down.
6, rattan bed paper account sleep, endless, no thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.
7. The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.
8, the spring city is full of flowers, cold food Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
9. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.
10, everything is wrong. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.
1 1, even if you meet, you should not know, your face is dusty and your temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
12, only hate to be boring. Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.
13, Xie Min's favorite daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.
14, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
What hope do I have in the darkness of our graves? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
16, a corner of the sunset painting on the city mourned, and the non-pool terrace in Shen Yuan was revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
17, the road is near the south of the city, afraid to go. Shen Jiayuan was the most injured; Incense wears plum blossoms on the guest sleeves, and Qingsi Bridge is born in spring.
18, the small street in the south of the city meets spring again, and only plum blossoms are not seen; Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls.
19, we joked that a long time ago, one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
20, dusty curtains, poor thing. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros.
2 1, the original grass and dew will come out as soon as possible. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?
22. I continue your generosity to us men and women. Sometimes, in my dreams, I bring you gifts. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
23, the fragrant grass is fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled. Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you.
24. After 40 years of broken dreams, the old man in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
25. At dinner, we must pick wild herbs and use dried Sophora leaves as kindling. Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks.
Extension: the sentence of remembering the deceased relatives.
1. My father died a year ago, and I was not with him when he left. Now that the first Tomb-Sweeping Day has come, I can't go back to propose a toast to him and knock a few heads. Looking at my hometown, I feel helpless.