Although it is a tiny creature, the feelings it contains are not negotiable. You really touched me, and I will think about you wholeheartedly.
2, the breadth of life and death, Zi Chengqi said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -anonymous pre-Qin "drumming"
Life and death come and go, as I once told you. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. -Qin Guan Song Dynasty's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"
As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
4, Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is infinite. -Li Bai's autumn wind poems in the Tang Dynasty
Forever lovesickness is always a memory, but short lovesickness is endless.
5, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. -Five Poems on Thinking of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty (4)
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.
6. Return with tears, and hate not meeting and not getting married. -Zhang Ji, "Fu Jie Yin Ji Dongping Li Sikong Poetry" in Tang Dynasty.
Returning your double beads brought tears to my eyes. It's a pity that I didn't meet you before I got married.
7. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -"Jinse" by Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea is like a pearl turned from tears.
8, ask the world, what is love, teach life and death? -Yuan Haowen Jin Dynasty's "Fishing Qiu Yan Ci/Mai Beitang"
Translation: Oh, my God! Excuse me, what love makes these two geese treat each other with life and death?
9. We hope to fly in heaven, where two birds become one and grow on the earth. The two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. ——《》
In heaven, I want to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I want to be a branch of Jet Li. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin's Untitled was long before I met her, but it was longer than when we broke up in the Tang Dynasty.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, and tear-like wax oil can only drip dry when candles burn to ashes.
2. The poem about moving was full of anger and resentment, and vilen was severely killed and abandoned. -Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"
It's cloudy and drizzling. -Shi Xiaoyou's Eye-catching, Cloudy, Light Rain
Under the steps of moss mangroves, the moon is sad in the rain. -Li Shangyin's Final Residence
On the autumn night, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and Guanghua is sprinkled in the palace in Miyagi Prefecture. -Dai Shulun's "Guest Night Old Friends"
One night, the east wind blew away my pillow. -Zeng Yunyuan's "Red Lips One Night East Wind"
The waves in Yuanjiang are connected to Wugang, so it's not sad to leave. -Wang Changling's "Send Wood to Serve the Royal"
I couldn't think of it then, but I can't think of it now. I can't find it in a place with high mountains and high waters. -Yan Shu, "Walking on the beach, there is no wave in the blue sea"
Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! . -Cen Can The Journey to the West
My temples are pitiful and green, only for old feelings. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Guanshan Soul Dream Long"
Who asked the flag pavilion, a thousand cups of wine. -He Zhu's "It's hard to walk with a tiger's hand tied"
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears. -An old Li Wei song.
The water town is frosty at night, the moonlight is cold and the mountains are gray. -Xue Tao's "Send a friend"
Today, with the music of Qiangdi playing, all the soldiers were moved to tears. -Li Zhi's "Ancient Meaning"
Sitting is really annoying, and I laugh when I go out. -Huang Tingjian's "Wang Chongdao sends fifty daffodils"
The cuckoo worships tears again and keeps it endless. -Huang Zunxian "Send Ren Liang's parents in the same year"
Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic. -Meng Haoran, "Qingming is a thing"
3. touching poets have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. Live like a hero and die like a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,
The red candle is weak.
In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,
Zhang Guoyun is low,
Broken geese are called westerly winds.
Now listen to the rain monk,
The temple is full of stars.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,
Go ahead of the next step drop by drop until dawn.
-Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain"
Ji Zi >
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter?
Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?
Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other?
Golden Li shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. In daydreaming, Saint Zhuangzi was bewitched by butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart cried in the cuckoo.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. A moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.
Meet in
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Que Qiao xian Qin Guan
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If the relationship is long, will it last forever?
Liu Yong Yulinling
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Jane yimei and Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. I can't eliminate this situation, but I frown, but I care.
The tallest building, covered.
Old worries, two eyebrows shy said. Remember for a long time, swim shoulder. The skirt covers the stockings and peach blossoms, and the thin shirt lightly fans the apricot blossom building. Travel several times, get drunk several times, stay several times.
Unexpectedly, the spring breeze is broken. Unexpectedly, the clouds also dispersed. Old days are easy, but hate is hard to pay. Bees don't understand people's sufferings and swallows don't understand people's worries. I can't get rid of the old feelings. When will I stop?
4. touching poetry touching poetry
Nalan Xingde, a city in Changxiangsi Mountain.
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
It means that the soldiers went to Shanhaiguan without stopping. The night is already deep, and lights are on in thousands of tents. It's windy and snowy outside, which wakes up the soldiers in their sleep and reminds them of their hometown. How warm and quiet my hometown is, how can there be such a roaring wind and the noise of flying snowflakes?
On February 15th, the 21st year of Emperor Kangxi of Qing Dynasty, Emperor Kangxi made a tour of Guandong to pay homage to the ancestral tomb of Fengtian for pacifying Yunnan. Nalan followed Emperor Kangxi to pay homage to Yongling, Fuling and Zhaoling, and left Shanhaiguan on the 23rd. The cold weather caused Nalan to miss his home in Shi Jing, and he wrote this word.
Nalan Xingde (65438+65438 0655+1910 -65438+65438 0685 July, December 12th, 11th year of Qing Shunzhi-May 30th, 24th year of Kangxi), a native of Zhenghuangqi, Manzhouli, was a political figure, poet and scholar in Qing Dynasty. Nalan's surname is Rong Ruo, a native of Shuishui and Lengga Mountain. The rooms are called Tongzhitang, Lushui Pavilion, Coral Pavilion, Yuanyang Pavilion and Embroidered Buddha Zhai. Formerly known as Nalan Chengde, it was renamed Nalan Xingde in order to avoid the prince "Baocheng" at that time. A year later, the prince changed his name to Yin Yong, and then changed back to Chengde. Born in the eleventh year of Shunzhi, he died in the twenty-fourth year of Kangxi at the age of thirty-one. 1676 (15th year of Kangxi), was elected as the third-class bodyguard and was promoted to the first class. He is the author of Tong Tang Zhi Ji, and his ci works include Bian Mao Ji at the earliest, which was later supplemented by Drinking Water Ci. Later generations collectively called Nalan Ci, and there are about 350 poems today. He also co-edited The First Collection of Modern Ci with Gu Zhenguan, which was a famous anthology of literati ci in the early Qing Dynasty. Nalan Xingde is sensitive and sentimental, and does not belong to aristocratic children. The style of ci is sincere and natural, sad and beautiful, and the mourning works are especially called unique tune. Xiang is known as the first poet in Manchuria and one of the great poets in Qing Dynasty.
Nalan Xingde in butterfly lovers
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. One night is like a ring, and the evening is a decision. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
Mulan Ci Nalan Xingde
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. What's more, if you are lucky and handsome, you will do it that day.
Huanxi Shana Lanxingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Inlaid harp
Tang Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
5. Are there any modern poems about ancient poems?
When I entered the rainy season,
Mom just passed by.
Give half of the umbrella for the child to shelter from the wind and rain to the mother.
Mother pushed it to me again,
Ah, the child under the umbrella,
Mom outside the umbrella.
Rain is no longer rain,
It was a tear of happiness that God sent to the world.
Life is like walking on a stormy road.
Mother is at the front.
Send some umbrellas to protect the children from the wind and rain to their mothers.
Mother pushed it to me again,
Ah, the child under the umbrella,
Mom outside the umbrella.
Rain is no longer rain,
It was a tear of happiness that God sent to the world.
Dear mom, I love you.
I will always be your child.
I always need the touch of your palm.
Dear mom, I love you.
Just like a stream's affection for a mountain.
I hug you warmly and tightly.
Selflessly cherish the warmth of spring.
I am a wild goose flying south.
The desire to be as fresh as cream.
I love you, my dear mother.
I love you, the smell of mountains, air and water.
In my youth, you designed it carefully for me.
Every second, every minute of my life.
On many bright red days
With the poetry and enthusiasm of my stream
Write poetry on your wrinkled forehead.
Pick a bunch of the brightest roses,
With all my dear words to my mother,
Mom said I was stupid,
Roses are flowers that symbolize love.
I don't know,
It is also a flower that the child gave to his mother.
I haven't heard my mother tell jokes about my childhood for a long time.
I regret it,
Those who fall asleep before listening,
Mom said, silly boy,
A mother will never finish what she has to say to her children.
-dedicated to mother
Go to the oak tree
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
love
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand, the land under your feet.
Classical poetry
Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. When we meet, we should not know each other. Our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and Xiao Xuan window was dressing up, caring for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
When was this hatred? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
6. Describe the touching poem 1, which means length, the love of a lifetime.
"Giving clothes at noon" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's palace clothes are also very famous, and the Dragon Boat Festival is an honor. The fragrant silk is spun into fine kudzu vine, and the soft wind blows as white as new snow.
From heaven, rain and dew, just in the heat, wearing it is very cool. The length of the clothes in the palace is all combined with the mind, and I will bear the hospitality of the emperor all my life.
Interpretation: On the Dragon Boat Festival, the emperor presented precious palace clothes. Xiangluoyi is made of the finest kudzu vine, so soft that it flutters with the wind and is as white as new snow.
Falling from the sky, the rain and dew are moist, and it is extremely cool to put on in the heat. The length of the palace dress is to the liking, bearing the emperor's hospitality to life.
2, but I will always keep my eyes open, and the troubles of my life will worry your brow. Three Sad Poems (3) Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen, I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How old is my seventy years old now? .
No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are.
I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows. Interpretation: doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short and a hundred years is long! Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife.
Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife. I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.
3, the pride and bitterness of a lifetime are not harmonious, and the kindness of the media is even more embarrassing. "Answering the King on Twelve Cold Nights" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai was in Wu Zhongxue last night, and his son was happy.
Wan Li clouds roll the blue mountains, and the lonely moon flows through the sky. Lonely Moon Canglang River Han Qing, Beidou strewn at random Chang Gung Ming.
Wine is late frost, and the jade bed is full of ice. Life wandering for a hundred years is bound to last forever.
You can't learn cockfighting from the golden distance and sit and hum a rainbow. You can't learn from Shu Ge. You went to Qinghai at night with a knife and took the purple robe of Xitu Shi Bao.
In the north window, the poem is not straight for a glass of water. When the world hears this, it turns around like an east wind shooting at a horse.
Fisheye also laughed at me and said they were like the bright moon. You can't eat fists, but donkeys can sing spring breeze.
"Zheyang" and "Yellow Flower" are popular, while Jin Jun listens to the piano and abandons "Qing Jiao". Who wants to compare "Ba people" with "Yangchun"?
Gold powder is not handed over, and white head is despised by Confucianism. When we talk about a smile, it loses its color and flies scream.
Was it a murderer? Slander three and mother's shock. Talking to you, holding your hand. What's the honor and disgrace? Kong Sheng heard that LAM Raymond was injured, and Dong Long's situation was even worse! A proud and bitter life is not harmonious, and the goodwill and goodwill of the media are better.
Yanling respects the emperor of the Han Dynasty. Why does he need a long sword to stand on the jade steps? Zhiyuan is not expensive, and poverty is not sad.
Han Xin was ashamed to compare with Jiang, and Mi Fei was ashamed to drive away Tu Gu 'er. If there were no Li See Beihai, where would there be today's heroic British wind! You don't look at Pei Shangshu, there are three feet of Artemisia spines in the earth grave! Teenagers have long wanted to go to the Five Lakes. Seeing this, I will spare Zhong Ding.
Commentary: There was a heavy snow in Wuzhong last night, but you were in high spirits for a trip to Rainbow. Wan Li is surrounded by clouds, and a solitary moon swims in the middle of the sky.
The lonely moon is cold, and the Milky Way is clear. The white star is crystal clear and bright, and the Big Dipper is scattered.
On the night when the frost spilled on the ground, you missed me for wine, and the well platform with golden and jade carvings was frozen to the sky. A hundred years of life is just a fleeting moment. Drink some wine to vent your eternal sadness.
You can't imitate cockfighting, because you are spoiled by flattery, and your nostrils are filled with neon lights. You can't learn from the hero Ge of Longyou, cross a horse with a knife, run through Qinghai, wash stone castles with blood, and become a purple hero.
You can only recite poems under the north window. A thousand words are not worth a glass of water. When people in this world hear poems and songs, they all turn around and leave, just like the east wind blowing in a horse's ear.
People like fish and pearls have come to laugh at me and brag about their talents like bright moon pearls. A swift horse can't eat or drink with its back bent, but it triumphs in the spring breeze.
Songs like "Yang Zhe" and "Yellow Flower" are only suitable for the public. How does Jin Can Gong Ping listen to piano music such as Puritanism? How can people who are used to singing Ba People agree with Yangchun? Chu people have always despised rare jade articles. Gold is gone, but there is no confidant, and white-haired scholars are still looked down upon.
At this point, my face suddenly changed unexpectedly, and then I was accused of Luo Zhi, a fly-like villain. How could Zeng Shen be the murderer? However, Sanjin Yi Yan still shocked his mother.
Holding your hand and telling the truth, for me, honor and shame are already outside. It is said that Confucius also has feelings for Phoenix and Kirin. What kind of chicken and dog is Dong Long? It is difficult to get along with powerful people all his life, and the emperor is alienated. It is futile to recommend him, and his ambition is hard to pay.
Yan Ziling didn't worship the Emperor of Han Dynasty, so why should I wait on the Emperor with a long sword leaning on his chin? Noble people are not expensive enough, and so are poor people. When Han Xin was ashamed to associate with Zhou Bo and Guan Ying, Mi Fei was ashamed to associate with Tuguzi.
Don't you Li See Beihai, where is your heroic spirit today? Didn't you see Pei Shangshu? The three-foot grave is covered with wormwood thorns! When I was young, I wanted to learn from Fan Li and roam the five lakes. Seeing this, I want to stay away from wealth and fame. 4. Grateful, Le Yi came and served him wholeheartedly, full of conspiracy.
The second of three poems "A Road is Difficult to Walk": Li Bai, the road is wide, like the blue sky, but there is no way out for me. I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts.
I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained. At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence.
You see, in ancient Yan Zhaowang, Guo Kun was highly valued, Hui Zhejie was embraced, and the corporal was humble. Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents.
But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him? The road is hard, I must go back! Interpretation: Although the avenue is as wide as the sky, I have no way to go. I don't want to play gambling games like cockfighting and running dogs with rich children in Chang 'an.
I don't like playing with swords and complaining like Feng Xuan and grovelling before power. Han Xin was laughed at by Huaiyin people before he became rich, and Jia Yi was so talented that he was envied by Han officials.
Have you noticed that in ancient times, Yan Zhaowang attached great importance to Guo Kun and was loyal and humble to the corporal, so there was no suspicion. The drama is sympathetic, grateful, kind, honest and wise, and serves the monarch with his own talents.
Now that Yan Zhaowang's bones are hidden in weeds, who can reuse a wise man like him? Times are hard, I want to go home! 5. Brother Heng fought for the title from hundreds of battles. "Under the six songs. In the Tang dynasty, the second "Li Bai's soldiers went north, and Huma wanted to drink in the south."
It is a great honor to walk from one battlefield to another. Holding Xue Hai rice, blowing sand to sleep.
Why not break the moon and lift the pillow again? Interpretation: Our army marched into the Great Northern Wilderness because nomadic people there often invaded the south.
He dragged his spear to the battlefield and fought many battles just because he was taken care of too deeply by the emperor. In the big desert.
7. The most touching ancient poems ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I don't know what this means.
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Who can wake up, shoulder to shoulder Who can laugh? Tea is empty, wine drops are not dry, years turn into tears, and time flies.
I've thought about it all my life, like flying flowers scattered like smoke ... (I'm not sure if this is a poem)
Time is quiet, Yu; The water is always flowing, and it is with you; Prosperous, you are old.
Evil (Ye), I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. Mountains have no edges, rivers are endless, winter thunder bursts, summer rain and snow, and heaven and earth are in harmony, so I dare to be with you.
Life and death are rich, Zicheng said, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood! (The origin of childhood friends)
How to write a marriage book if you can't see the road to love? I would like to turn my body into the ruler of Qian Qian and pour my soul into your book. (It doesn't seem to be a poem)
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8. Describe a touching poem, hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. When we meet, we should not know each other. Our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and Xiao Xuan window was dressing up, caring for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
When was this hatred? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
Chaitoufeng Land Tour
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilions, mountain alliances accompany you, and it is difficult to hold books. Mo. Mo. Mo.
Tang Wan, a phoenix with a hairpin.
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are residual, and it is difficult to speak alone if you want to worry. Difficult. Difficult.
People are different, today is not what it used to be, and the sick soul is like a thousand miles. The bugle sounded cold, and the night was dim, so people were afraid to ask, and tears made up for it. Hide. Hide. Hide.
Lu You and Tang Wan have deep feelings, but Wan is not allowed to be with Liu Mu. All shall be well, jack shall have Jill. It's hard to say how sad it is to meet in Shenyuan one day. Lu You wrote Hairpin Phoenix. Tang Wan made peace with him and soon died of depression. Lu You will never forget his feelings. He wrote three songs "Shen Yuan" in memory of Tang Wan.
Zhangtai liuhan' ao
Willow, willow! Was the past today green? Even if the strip looks old, climb up and break other people's hands.
Salicaceae
Fang Feiyang Liuzhi Music Festival. Hate to leave every year. A leaf suddenly reports autumn with the wind, even if you come, how to fold it!
Liu turned out to be the lover of Han's friend. She was once gorgeous and coveted her talent. If you know what it means, please buy everyone a drink and give it to Liu during the dinner. Later, he returned to his hometown to visit relatives, and Liu stayed in Chang 'an. It coincided with the rebellion in An Lushan and the fall of Chang 'an. Liu was afraid of being humiliated by the mutinous soldiers, so he cut his hair and ruined his shape and lived in buddhist nun. After Chang 'an was recovered, he sent someone to look for Liu's family and took away a bag of gold and "Mrs. Zhang". Liu Qi and Jin go together.
Jiangchengzi perilla city
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. When we meet, we should not know each other. Our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and Xiao Xuan window was dressing up, caring for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Su Shi's wife, Wang Fu, is gentle and virtuous and has deep feelings for the poet. Unfortunately, she died young and was buried in Meishan, Sichuan. In the eighth year of Xining, the poet dreamed of loving his wife, and wrote this poem, which was passed down through the ages. Very sincere, simple and touching.