In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't be a taste in your heart.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No! No! No!
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
Raise a glass to relieve sorrow (Li Bai's poem),
There is a sentence in Li Shangyin's poem "Give a Answer", the banana does not show lilac knots, and the spring breeze is in the same direction.
About the melancholy Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn": a new word and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather was old and the sun set. There was no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if Yan had returned. I'm still alone in the fragrant garden path
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, saying that sorrow fills new talents.
The west wind is setting, the tomb of the Han family (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E")
Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, and orchids are like towels. Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God)
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When to revisit (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
It's dusk, and I'm bored, leaning against the door alone (Wen Bodhisattva Xia)
After all, it's not there, the oblique light is full of water, and my heart is broken (text "Jiangnan Dream")
Be sure to break your heart before you go home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man)
I'm going to marry him and grow old together. If you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Hometowns")
Canyue's face is bright, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son")
There are many words, but there are still feelings. Looking back, it is important to remember the green silk dress and cherish the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Life Check")
Make a thousand wishes before your pillow and wait for the green hills to rot (Dunhuang Ci)
I want him to come back early, but I have time to go to Qingyun (Dunhuang Ci)
Looking back in the dark is very desirable. Heritage is a double emerald. Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi)
I often get sick before the end of the day, but I don't care if I look thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpie Tread")
How many tears are hateful to lean on (Jing Li's "Puhuan Xisha")
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't have a taste in your heart (Li Yu's Night Cry)
Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward (The Mermaid by Li Yu)
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. The flowing water has come out of spring, and it is heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")
It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man)
Don't be lonely in the alley, hope that the smoke will fade away. The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering.
Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi. (Li Zhi's "Linjiang Xian")
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar.
Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking at the mirror at night hurts the scene and recalls the past (Zhang Xian's Fairy)
The helpless flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan has returned, and the small garden wanders alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha")
The bright moon does not know whether it is bitter or not, and it shines obliquely through the Pearl Lake at dawn (Yan Shu's "Near Flowers")
If you want to send colorful stationery and simple elements, you can know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide (Yan Shu's "Die Hua Lian")
Growing up with little aversion to pleasure, willing to love a daughter, with a faint smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Lou Yuchun")
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 (Ouyang Xiu's "The Recent Flowers")
Parting from sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
Inch by inch, my heart ached and tears filled my eyes (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
When the songs are scattered among the tourists, I feel the emptiness of spring (Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
If we get together and leave in a hurry, this hatred is endless.
This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha")
Take the spring water and send you back. If Jiangnan catches up with spring, it will stay in spring (Crown Operator)
Falling flowers are independent, swift and swift fly together (Yan's "Linjiang Xian")
Tonight, there is a photo of the shadow port, and it is like a dream to meet in fear (Yan's "Partridge Sky")
Sleeping late is unforgettable and heartbroken (Yan's "Nanxiangzi")
The temples are pitiful and green, only for the old acacia (Yan's "Raw Tea Son")
Refuse to paint Zhu Hu painting hall, spring breeze is at home (Wang Anguo's "Qing Ping Le")
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and if you don't think about it, you will forget it (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Silent care, tears flow thousands of lines (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
In detail, it seems that it is not a flower, but a little tear (Su Shi's Hidden Dragon)
Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the lonely sandbar is cold (Su Shi's "Bu Operator")
There are fewer branches blowing willows, and there are more grass in the world (Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian). It's all here.