The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Ink painting sparse window, lonely shadow light xiaoxiang.
Maybe I didn't mean to pass on two butterflies, so I paid my heart and honey room.
A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation?
Wake up early tomorrow night, and complain about late autumn in leap years.
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
Put up with a thousand dollars for a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting.
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it!
I was sober last night and worried about treating diseases in spring.
Along an island full of duckweeds, there will be peace of communication.
Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are full of eyes.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.
Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard.
Most good things are unstable, colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is fragile.
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender.
Looking at Noda from the front door alone, the moon is in the sky and the flowers are like snow.
Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
There are two evils: Pu and He. If there is a beautiful person, what injury is it? Sleep and do nothing, it's raining cats and dogs.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy.
When a person is unfamiliar in a foreign land, there is one person missing from Cornus officinalis.
One dose of Yang Shen Wei Ping powder and two kinds of Qihe Erchen decoction.
Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I am unforgettable, all I care about is tears.
At the beginning of the afternoon dream, the shutter put down the spring sorrow.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
No one in the house is bright in autumn, and the night frost clears first.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
Ask the world, what is love, teaching life and death?
Finally, I can't see it alone, but I know it with tears in my eyes.
I want to buy osmanthus with wine, but I don't like it.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
I will tie my horse to a willow tree by the river and stay in the southwest.
An implicit poem: From Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mao Yi's Twenty Dreams in the First Month" in the Northern Song Dynasty.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.
A poem implicitly expressing melancholy: touching the lips and thinking about the boudoir. Author: Li Qingzhao (Song)
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Xichun. When will it rain? Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
A Poem with Implicit Expression —— Talking from "Genglouzi" in the late Tang Dynasty
Plantagenet hairpin, pink face, meet in the flowers. Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it.
Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people. The mountain pillow is tired, the brocade is cold, and the sleep is more disabled.
A poem expressing melancholy implicitly: touching lips, interviewing Mou Cuncuo and Nan Yi. Author: (Song)
At the beginning of the afternoon dream, the shutter put down the spring sorrow. As long as there is no companion. Talking to himself, oriole. Flocculent shadows are fragrant, and spring is everywhere. Move the boat. Not a new sentence. An inkstone pear flower rain.
Implicit Poem: "Shanju Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" Author: Wang Wei (Tang)
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
An Implicit Poem: "a night-mooring near maple bridge"/Ye Bofeng Jiang Author: (Tang)
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
An implicit poem: "Liang Zhu Grass in front of the 12th Floor" Author: Shao Ruipeng (Qing)
Green grass grows in front of the twelfth floor. Bead foil is the door, and the wind of the fan is small. Zhao Se's "Qin Zheng" failed to perform well, and the bridal chamber cried all night. Put up with a thousand dollars for a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. The brocade word is not based on the southern geese, and the beautiful family is in the long way.