Pre-Qin Dynasty: Guan Luo's dove lived in Hezhou with an anonymous name. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
2. Jia Xu
Pre-Qin: nameless and pale, white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
3. Xie Shang
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. I long to know you, long live, this heart will never fade. Unless the towering mountains disappear, unless the raging rivers dry up. Unless thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless it snows heavily in the hot summer, unless heaven and earth meet and connect, I dare to abandon my feelings for you until such a thing happens!
4. Two poems about Zhi Zhu, the first part
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi listened to songs on the Langya River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin, it was a long time before I met her, and even longer after we parted, the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .