My long hair is left for you
If you float for a long time, you can sail alone in a magnolia boat. Stop to look for the immortal chariot, ride the wind up to the painting building.
Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the time is close to the Mid-Autumn Festival. The autumn light is so bright, and the breeze is so leisurely.
Standing at the edge of the river for a long time, the clear water flows from the sky. Thousands of mountains are azure, and the shadows of sails are floating on the water and clouds.
The sound of summer crickets has faded away, and the flower heads are gradually turning white. Leaning on the railing and looking at the returning geese, the mist locks the distant hills.
I am not a visitor from Wuhu, but I am lucky enough to be able to practice Qianyuan. You are thousands of miles away, and you can come and go freely.
Heaven and earth are created by nature and meet Xiaoyingzhou. Thank you for your attention, I have no other aspirations in this life.
The road may not be far, and the Brahma path may be worry-free. Where are you this evening? Stay up all night practicing Zen?
There are many evil spirits in the mountains and fields, and the miasma is thick in the evening sky. Are you asleep at this time? Can you remember adding quilt?
It is difficult to deliver a ruler-like book, and it is useless to hesitate. Every Chinese Valentine's Day, the lonely gull every night.
I am not willing to play a song of resentment, for fear of making my disciples sad. The Weaver Girl and the magpie bridge gather together, and they only attract me with the konghou.
Above the white clouds in the Ming Dynasty, follow the example of the emperor and travel to Jiuhua. Dressed in an old green shirt, Peilan's body is quiet and quiet.
Release scrolls chant green Xiao, and streams and rocks are surrounded by green grass. Pines and cypresses form the same heart, and I keep my long hair for you.
2004-08-22 (also known as "Qixi Expressions")
My long hair is waiting for you to tie it up
The ice wheel is as bright as the ice wheel, and the clouds are as bright as jade. People can't sleep under the moon, and they wander around in the secluded garden for a long time.
Sitting and stroking the lyre, I want to play the music of rhombus. The merchants of the Qing Dynasty had no complaints at all, and the sound of strings made them mournful.
I miss you so much, why do you want to stop? Holding my hair and sighing in front of the flowers, my long hair is waiting for you to tie it up.
2004-09-23 (also known as "Autumnal Equinox Sends Far Away")
Xi Xi Salt
Note: Night reading of Sui Xue Daoheng's "Xi Xi Salt" , also composed a song.
In troubled times, I am jealous of Chanjuan, and the soldiers on the border are beacon smoke. The beautiful woman stays in the sky at dusk, and her horse returns to Sichuan.
Remember the farewell instructions and fight hard to kill the enemy. Exhausted and still swarming, exhausted and struggling.
Bluish and bloody withered grass, corpses lying on the ground. The jackdaws are frightened to their bones, and the shadows of the sun are desolate.
Sadly facing Xiao Xiaomu, Hongyan passed the book on. As the year comes to an end, I look at the full moon a thousand times.
After ten years of no news, I shed tears. Drunk and dreaming, I ride a blue bird and fly high to join the army.
The mountains are surrounded by trees in the north of the river, and the water embraces the dusk sky. Three Chus are connected under the frost, and Jiujiang is connected under the dark moon.
Where is the call to the king? Ask me who has mercy on me now? Facing the wind, the wind responds harmoniously, and the rain lingers.
Calling for my husband, we have traveled thousands of miles. Every cry of blood is as mournful as a cuckoo's cry.
2004-07-09
There is a gift of tears
My bare hands dance delicately, and my eyebrows sweep away the smoke. A talented man matches a beautiful woman, why can't he sleep late at night?
Yesterday I was still holding hands, and the jade bells jingled. I am playing the green qin today, and I hate that no one will come to appreciate it.
You are the king of others, why do you fall into the net? After seeing resentment at the end of the year, I am lucky to be a handsome man.
Step forward to welcome the vastness, the road to dust is long and far away. It was once Tai Zhen Shen, but now Liu Fengliang is gone.
I am sad to myself, but I cannot afford the Dream of Red Mansions. The cold moon passed through the broken window and darkened into the curtains.
2004-02-20
A little fairy in white clothes
The black crow is fragrant, and she always wears white clothes. What a blessing it is that people from the same hometown can speak eloquently when we meet.
The cool breeze blows after the rain, and the small building has a dilapidated wall. Now the people are gone, the mountains are empty and the sun is setting behind them.
2004-02-20
Hard training
Learning from Yuanliang is indifferent, and the heroic spirit is like Dongpo. Bin Feng, a legacy of the pre-Qin Dynasty, has been chanted for thousands of years.
Watch the birds carrying stones during the day, and watch the women weaving shuttles at night. Diligently repair the cold wall, and the adjacent light will attract the lamp moths.
The mountain of books is long and close to the mountain, and the springs are springing up and the rocks are grinding. The flowing clouds cover the hills and valleys, and the grassy huts hide the flowers.
The water is always near the water, and the nuns play with the white geese. Birds play in the water, and a green girl sits for a long time.
Praise the plum blossoms to reflect the white snow, and say the lotuses break off the lotus flowers. Singing orchids enter the deep valley, and thousands of trees dance.
I have traveled thousands of miles, but my writing is still like a river. Not participating in the first test, but hoping to pass the exam.
A stone is the starting point for a high platform, and poetry and art have been discussed for a long time. Learn from each other and learn from each other, sigh and sing again and again.
The black hair is getting thinner and thinner, and the hair is getting more and more. The fragrant mat is as cold as ice, and the plain pillow is shocking.
Skinny is better than dry wood, poetry is the devil. So sad and sick, Ruoliu Ruoruo can do nothing!
The mind is like a clear mirror, and the lake in the heart has experienced waves for a long time. Howling and practicing hard, the years are wasted.
2004-09-01
Birthday Song
It was my first time with my teacher, and the chrysanthemums were yellow. I lingered on the quiet path for a long time, wishing you a happy birthday.
Master Yuan lives in Langyuan, also known as Shuiyun Township. Traveling more than a thousand miles has left me feeling depressed.
I want to have a feast, but I can’t do it on either side. I want to encourage good people, but I feel sorry for the Taoist Master of Shu.
I want to carry it with me in my dreams, but I have no time to think about it. You are not allowed to come or go, so you can enter the piano room through the curtain.
Take my sable fur and look through my treasure chest. Take off my pearls and green rings and sell my jade gums.
The east market is for gold, the west market is for wine. Thousands of dendrobium are poured down the East China Sea, and they wander back across Xiaoxiang.
Bacao may wither, and Sichuan water will flood the autumn sun. The green pines wind cools down the heat, and the bright moon brings coolness.
Invite teachers to move jade steps down to Qutang. I stand by the East Sea and drink three thousand glasses of wine.
The master and the disciple sing together to appreciate it, and hundreds of flowers bloom at night. Drink wine to find the soul of poetry, and sing in harmony with the singing luan.
Thank you Master for your kindness, and the dripping spring makes a clear sound. The song to celebrate my birthday is heard on Jiuyi.
Play my green Qiqin, and the wonderful rhythm is clear. Sometimes it is leisurely, sometimes it is sonorous.
The fairy Chanjuan dances, blowing the scent of osmanthus. Yunhan is dotted with stars, shining with splendor.
Blow my purple jade flute to attract colorful phoenixes. Shi Hefeng climbs up and supports the wind phoenix to soar high.
A flock of magpies arrived and a phoenix danced in the center. The phoenix rests on the high platform, and the magpies line up.
The clouds are relaxing and the autumn scenery is refreshing. The sea is filled with awe-inspiring energy, and the vast sky is filled with auspicious images.
After singing, set up the Fengtai and pray to God solemnly. My teacher is happy and in good health.
2004-09-28
Yuefu · Lotus Picking Song
Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. The breeze could not bear to go away, shaking the water and the sky.
There are thousands of pearls on the green skirt, and the crystal jade plate is scattered. The condensed fat is better than snow, and the blushing face reflects the mist.
I am shy and affectionate towards the guest in green shirt. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Yuefu · Lotus Picking Song
You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. A certain gentleman was walking by the lake, and there was a girl sitting in front of the pavilion.
Looking back and smiling, he suspected it was Luo Narcissus. You were so stunned that you couldn't blink, and you went down to the lotus field without a soul.
How shameless is the black shirt? Holding the lotus root and saying to pick it! Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Yuefu · Lotus Picking Song
The sun is shining brightly on the green gauze tent, and the short drum is swinging sweetly. Peeling the lotus pods with bare hands brings out the fragrance deep into the heart.
Xijun is walking by the lake, his eyelashes shining brightly. I waded through the water to find a good lotus root, but I threw it away and didn't catch it.
You dare not take it seriously when you say it, but a girl will break off her lotus root in shame. There are many threads lingering in the orifices, and the lotus roots are cut off at the same time.
Liannu suddenly felt sad and her eyes almost fell. If I can bear to see you with me, I will wear the knot of the same heart as soon as possible.
Lotus Appreciation Song
In the hot summer day, I can see the lotus fields. The breeze supports the green leaves, and the clear air fills the Pingchuan.
The red sun sets slowly and smoke rises from the fishing village. The streets are covered with indigo, and the clouds cover the green mountains.
In the blink of an eye, the sky is filled with fire. There is no sound in the surrounding fields, but my heart is hanging alone.
Yuefu · Wu Geng Diao
The dancing shadows are chaotic at the first watch, and I sit for a long time playing the Yao Qin. The sound of clinking lamps echoed repeatedly, mixed into the sound of ringing beams.
When people return at the second watch, the leaves are falling and dancing all over the sky. The grass and trees are withered together, gathering dust and soil.
After washing up at midnight, the moon shines in front of the west window. A weak wrist weaves a palindrome, and the brocade is thin and difficult to convey.
At the fourth watch, I finally fell asleep, watching the moon in the southern mountains. The fortresses are all exhausted, and the pines are roaring in the wind.
The dream just came into being at the fifth watch of the night, and we were dependent on each other without words. The wild chicken has a different journey at dawn, so it calls frequently and goes back early.
Bearing farewell to Xianxian
I have deep feelings for you, but I know them in my heart. We hope that we can stay together forever, but suddenly we are separated!
I hold on to the belt with all my strength, and I can’t bear to give it up when I tear it off. Those who see it just look on, and those who pass it are busy avoiding it.
The shadow of Yi was tossed and turned, unable to sit up and fall down. The walkers standing nearby struck their bowls and sighed together.
Gathering and dispersing are impermanent, but love has its ultimate end. Cherish your slenderness, don't let it go.
All the great roads have been lost, how can I cherish my small wealth? The joys and sorrows with Yi have left me longing for memories.