Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms", "Butterflies in Love with Flowers", "Slow Voice", "Nian Nujiao", etc. use the allusion of "Hongyan Chuan Shu".
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1. A cut plum blossom by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
2. Dielianhua Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The clothes are wet with tears and full of makeup. Four stacks of Yangguan, sung thousands of times. The mountain of humanity is long and broken. Xiaoxiaoweiyuwenguguan.
It’s sad to leave Fangcun Chaos. Forgot to leave, the wine cup is deep and shallow. It's good to pass the music book to the wild goose. Donglai is not as far away as Penglai.
3. Slow Voice Song Li Qingzhao
Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can I defeat him? The wind comes late and the wind comes in a hurry! The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness! The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
4. Nian Nujiao Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The courtyard is deserted, there is a slanting wind and drizzle, and the heavy doors must be closed. Favoring willows, delicate flowers, cold food, and all kinds of annoying weather. The rhyme of the poem is complete. Holding your head and sobering up, it is not a leisurely feeling. After the war is over, it’s hard to express all the worries.
It has been cold in spring for a few days upstairs, the curtains hang down on all sides, and the jade railings lean against them. The cold incense will dispel new dreams and sleep, and you can't afford to worry about others. The clear morning dew flows, the new tung trees begin to bloom, and it feels like a spring outing. The sun is high and the smoke is gathering. It seems that it will be sunny today.