What do you expect from the same point? Neither you nor I believe in meeting after death!
However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
Untitled [Tang] Li Shangyin said you were coming, but you didn't. What you left me was nothing but the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Autumn wind lyrics [Tang] Li Bai's autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the leaves are scattered, and the western Western jackdaw is shocked, which is embarrassing at this time. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I would have been a stranger. Let a butterfly fall in love with a flower-[Qing] Wang Guowei read all the hardships of leaving the world, he did not return, and the flower was scattered. Flowers have nothing to say, and the green window is spring. I will tell you under the acacia lamp that I have new love and old hatred for Qian Qian. Most importantly, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's words are reflected in the mirror.
Jinse-[Tang] Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
There are tears in the sea, and the blue fields breathe their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it!
Jiangchengzi-[Song] Su Shi lived and died for ten years, never thinking about it, but never forgetting it. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Yu Meiren [Song] Jie Jiang teenagers are listening to the rain on the balcony, and the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, and the wild geese in the river are called the west wind.
Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and sorrow are always related to love, and will last until dawn before giving orders.
Chai Feng [Song] Lu You red crisp hands, Huang Teng 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 as old as ever, people are empty and thin, 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!
Flowers are buried [Qing] Cao Xueqin's flowers are dying and flowers are flying all over the sky. Who pities Hong Xiang? The spring pavilion floats softly, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring light and is full of sadness. Although the flowers can be pecked next year, she is not inclined to go to the empty nest. 360 days a year, the wind and sword are threatening.
Touch the fish? Qiu Yan's Ci [Jin, Yuan] Yuan Hao asked the world, what is love? Teach me to live and die together. 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 Dusk, who is the only shadow? Cross grave road, lonely flute and drum. The 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.
In a flash, Fanghuaqu came from the wild fox tree to "seek God", which was a flash in the pan, so far away, and the world was ten songs of the Yellow River. After all, it flows east. Eight thousand years old jade, a night of glory, ask heaven why this life? Last night, when the wind blew, I heard who counted it. Nine Wan Li sky, wind shadow, who and * * *? The Millennium Beidou, Yao Palace is cold and bitter, if it is not a fairy couple, it is a hundred years old.
The soothsayer lived in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou, which made Su Shi and Song walk in the absence of the moon, leaving people quiet at first. Who saw you alone? There is a lonely shadow floating in the air. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
"Slow Sound" Li Qingzhao (Qing) searched and searched, cold and clear, sad and miserable. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
"Yu Meiren" Li Yu (Southern Tang Dynasty) When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country was unbearable to look back on the moon! Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Li Bai (Tang) had to run away from me since yesterday after bidding farewell to the school book at Xie Tiao Building in Xuanzhou. It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Watching Jinling Gaochan in Tang Dynasty at night
I used to accompany the clouds to dusk, and I still accompany the sunset to the autumn sound.
There is infinite sadness in the world. > & gt
Question 2: The ancient classic poem "One inch crazy" has never been said, but it has caused a sensation. Liu Ling Xuan Yan Dao Ji
Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. Congratulations to Zhu on the jade case.
Silence, eternal silence, but lower floors. Qu Liuyong
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set? Huan Xi sha Yan Shu
I have always been very young and limited, and it is easy to get out of my body when I am free. Huan Xi sha Yan Shu
There is no topic in a word, and all the leaves are sad. Zhang Yan is in Klang Ganzhou.
For a moment, I left my plan, and I regretted not arriving early. Trimming bamboo at dusk makes the head white and cold. Zhu sifa touched the fish
It takes a long time to buy flowers in a spring, and I get drunk by the lake every day. Yu Qi, accustomed to West Lake Road, was arrogant and peddled in front of the restaurant. Feng Rusong was born in Bao Guo
There are several scripts running in a spring, and Qiu Lai's books are even rarer. Ruan Langgui Yan Dao Ji
A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. Ding Fengbo Su Shi
A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou. Tashahang Zhou Zizhi
I hate the soul of the palace, and the trees are green every year. Sun Yi, the cicada king of Qi Tianle
A secret thing, build by laying bricks or stones can be said. Yujingqiu Zhou Mi
The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent. Zhou yang man Jiang kui
More than 20 years is like a dream, although I am shocked. Linjiang county Chen
A dream in ten years is bleak, like a swallow in the West Lake, and Wuting is deserted. Wu Wenying, a cordate telosma.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. Jiangchengzi sushi
Shili Yangzhou, Sansheng Du Mu, said before. Pipa string and ginger
Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. The order of warbler's voice and swallow
Wu Wenying Spring Festival Gala.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song.
Where are people? A faint moonlight, as if according to the color. The first ginger kui in the middle stage of Nishang
People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward. Qing ping le Yan Shu
People cry quietly and carefree, and outside the bridge, the new green sea water bumps and splashes. Man Fang Ting Zhou Bangyan
When I was a child, I remembered to call the lamp to fill the hole. I went forward with the sound, covered in flowers and shadows, and pursued it alone. There is a sweet smell around us.
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On several occasions, with the profound meaning of Shuang Yan and Ding Ning, we hated curtains. Hiroyuki Hiroyuki
Once again, I entered the bronze camel and ran all over the old gate lane, asking for the first price. San Shu mei Shi Dazu
I also argue for knowledge, recite for bones, and gradually cut off my old shirt. Ruihe County, Wu Wenying
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Manjiang Hongyuefei
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Speak slowly and softly, Li Qingzhao
What time does the Wan Liyun arrive? Send it to Gu Hong, and it will break the obstacles. Ye Mengde, He Xinlang
Whose title is the mountain color? There are wild goose oblique books in front of the building. Gaoyangtai Wu Wenying
The old country is surrounded by mountains and Qingjiang River. Angry waves hit the lonely city, and the wind swept away from the sky. Xihe Jinling Huaigu Zhou Bangyan
The mountain is painted with Wei Yun, the sky is sticky with rotten grass, and the horn is painted to break the door. Man Ting Qin Fang Pavilion
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Su Mu covered Fan Zhongyan.
Thousands of hidden crows and fine willows dance back to snow to become jade. Pipa string and ginger
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. Yong Yule Xin Qiji
Eternal events, Yun Fei vanished. He xinlang
Fu Pipa Xin Qiji
Mo Wen has gained and lost through the ages, but the golden mirror is difficult to repair. Sun Yi, the king of Mei Wu Crescent.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Jiangchengzi Sushi
Thousands of miles are like a river, like clusters of Qingfeng. Juanshi
A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift, but who complains about this situation? Fish-touching Xin Qiji
The sun is shining and the autumn wind is blowing gently. I look at the sky and see it falling from all directions. Liu Yong, a juvenile tour
Since then, the boat has passed away, and Jiang Hai has sent the rest of his life. Su Shi of Linjiang County
The path is red and thin, and the fragrance is green. The trees on the high platform are gloomy. Tasha xingyanshu
If Hong Fei goes to the bottom of the West Lake and arouses green orchids, he is always worried about fish. Gaoyangtai Wu Wenying
Turn off the pipa immediately and plug it in. What's more, Cui Tun is a golden que. See Yanyan and give it to my concubine. He Xinlang Xin Qiji
Heaven is a Taoist, so what's wrong with meeting you later! Romantic Zhou Bangyan.
How many old grievances are there? The mountains overlap outside Changting Gate. This is a sad season that will never end. Zhou Shi Zhang Man Gan Yuan
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Mulan Yanshu
Tired of traveling to the ends of the earth, I have a heart at this time. Zhangyan playing flute under the moon.
Tianya Dream is short, I want to forget, I am eager to carve the threshold. Changting hated the dull King Sun Yi.
The sky is pale and the milky way hangs down. Yu Jiexing Fan Zhongyan
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Huan Xi sha Yan Shu
Without that, when hatred and fickle feelings are gone, there is no sound book. Peak wave Liu Yong
Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts. Tasha xingyanshu
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Question 3: China's beautiful and intoxicating ancient poems should be complete. 1, Zhao Ling's "Qing Ping Le"
The spring breeze is still the same, willow trees on the river bank. When the weather is clear, moths will be yellow.
Last year, Mozi Qingmen, the rain tonight, ruined a lifetime of haggard, only sold for a few evenings.
2. Zhang Yan's Klang Ganzhou
Remember Yutong, walking through the snow, cold and crisp. Gulin road, long river drinking horses, meaning is still unfinished. Short dreams are still on the river, and tears are shed in Xizhou. There is no topic, the leaves are all sad.
Take Baiyun home and ask who will stay in Chupei and make a map of Zhongzhou. Broken branches and reed flowers are given away and scattered all over the place in autumn. Flowing to the ordinary wild bridge, it is not what old Sha Ou can attract. Feeling empty, with sunset, but afraid to go upstairs.
3. Partridge Day in zhangyan
Who blows the jade emperor upstairs, the water in front of the mountain is wide and the clouds are low. Swallows are thousands of miles away, and a pear flower falls in the rain.
Near, I can only dream in my hometown. In the evening, we won the willow tree, but Su Causeway frowned.
4. Qin Guan's "Huanxisha"
The desert is light and cold, and hooligans are like poor autumn. Light smoke and running water paint a peaceful picture. Flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the drizzle is as thin as sorrow. A small silver hook hangs on the curtain.
5. Zhang Yan's "Chao Zhong Cuo"
When I was in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it rained cats and dogs and the tide flooded the beach. Looking at it coldly beside the pear flower, people live on their loved ones.
Yanhu, cloud window and fog pavilion, drunk and crying. Fold a willow, who will you stick when you come back?
6. Yan's "Recent Flowers"
The wind is cold and pink, and the incense array is growing day by day. New wine adds residual wine, and this spring will not reduce the previous spring resentment.
The butterfly flew away and the songbird stopped flying. You can see the letter from Pisces from the tall building across the water.
7. Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian
Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. No one can rely on silence in the afterglow of grass.
I plan to get drunk and treat wine as a song, which is strong and tasteless. The wider the clothes are, the more regretful they are, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
8. Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian
How deep is the yard?
The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, building high see Zhangtai Road.
March storm,
It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
9. Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian
Who abandoned leisure for a long time? Every spring comes, melancholy remains. I often get sick and drink before spending every day, but I don't care if I look at myself in the mirror and lose weight.
Why do willows on the green and black embankment by the river worry about new things every year? The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon.
10, Yan's "Recent Flowers"
I was drunk in the west building and I can't remember when I woke up. It's easy to get together and break up. The half-moon window is still sleepy, and the screen is idle.
The wine stains on clothes and the words in poems always make people sad. Red candles feel sorry for themselves, and cry for others on cold nights.
1 1, Feng Yansi's Dead Hua Lian.
Xiao suo's clear autumn beads shed tears. The pillow is slightly cold, and it turns muddy and sleepless. The residual wine wakes up in the middle of the night, and the moon is as bright as water.
Under the stairs, the cold crow latitude. The court tree is golden, and the door closes quietly. It's a pity that the old lovers joined hands and couldn't get over it overnight.
12, the magpie fairy of Qin Guan
What a coincidence, flying stars spread grievances, and Yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. As soon as we met, Jin Feng Yu Lu won over countless people.
Tender as water, like a dream, I can't bear to take care of the magpie bridge and go home. If the relationship between two people is long-lasting, how can it be sooner or later?
13, Qin Guan's "86 sons"
Rely on the dangerous pavilion, hate grass, and shovel still exists. After I finished reading Goodbye to the Willow, I was shocked when I reached the water's edge. Heaven rewards hard work, and jathyapple had a dream.
Spring breeze is a ten-mile tender, so what can we do? Happiness flows gradually with the water. The string is broken and the fragrance is reduced, like a flying flower that makes it late. Cloudy and sunny, the oriole cried several times.
14, Li Chi Ngai's "divination operator"
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water.
When will this water be collected and this hatred be settled? I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it.
15, Lu You's "divination operator"
Broken bridge outside the post, no owner. It's dusk, and it's stormy. I have no desire for spring, and everyone is jealous. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.
16, Su Shi's Bu Operator lives in Dinghui Garden in Huangzhou.
Hanging sparse paulownia where there is no moon makes people quiet at first.
Who saw you alone, vague and lonely.
I was shocked but turned back. No one could save me.
Lonely sandbars are very cold.
17, "Langtaosha" by Ouyang Xiu
Drink the east wind, and * * * calmly, hang Luocheng East. At that time, I always held hands and traveled all over the Champs.
Get together and leave in a hurry, endless. The flowers this year are better than those last year. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know?
18, Magnolia in Yan Ren
Spring breeze is only in the west of the garden, and shepherd's purse is full of flowers and butterflies. The ice pool is still clear and blue, and the fragrance path is broken.
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Question 4: Which of the ancient poems is the saddest and most tragic? The thatched cottage was broken by the autumn wind. Song Author: Du Fu's autumn wind is high in August, and my family has three hair rolls.
Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest hanging forest tip 1, the lowest floating to Shentang depression.
The children in Nancun bully me: I can't stand being a thief opposite Neng Er and openly carrying Mao Jin Zhu San behind my back.
My lips are burning, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe! Come back and sigh with a stick. The wind in Russia sets the color of clouds and ink, and the desert becomes dark in autumn.
The cloth was as cold as iron for more than 5 years, and Jiao Er became ill. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.
Since the funeral, I haven't slept for 8 hours. How can I get wet all night?
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, and the poor people all over the world are happy in 10, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains!
Oh! When did you suddenly see this house? I can freeze to death alone!