Acacia-Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love.
Langtaosha
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
Excuse me, Chao Jiang and the sea, what are your feelings and hearts?
Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
Tsangyang Gyatso
I'm afraid my affection will damage Sanskrit.
I'm afraid I'll miss the whole city when I enter the mountain.
The world is safe,
Live up to the Tathagata.
The height of the mountain, Zhang
The mountain is high and the moon is small.
The moon is so small and bright.
I thought about it. In the long run,
I haven't seen you for a day, and my heart is calm.
evil
HanYueFu
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There are no tombs in the mountains, rivers are exhausted, and Lei Zhen is in winter.
Summer rain and snow, heaven and earth together, but dare to break with you.
Win the laurel for Chun Qing.
Xu zaisi
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.
The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.
There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.
When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.
Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun
Author Qin Guan, Song Dynasty
Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. When you meet, you 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 two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night.
Love recent flowers, hard work, the most pity for Tian Yue.
Author Nalan Xingde, Qing Dynasty
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. 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.
Two Poems by Nan Gezi/New Poems by Yang Liuzhi
Author Wen, Tang Dynasty
A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old is not as good as the new.
Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
Dead Hua Lian, leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine
Author Liu Yong, Song Dynasty
It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?
I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
Yu Lou chun chun hen
Author Yan Shu, Song Dynasty
Lvyang Fangcao Changting Road. It's easy to throw people away when you are young. The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.