Little mermaid, when is the spring flower and autumn moon?
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
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When does this year's time end? I know how many things happened in the past! Last night, the spring breeze blew from the small building again. How can I bear the pain of missing my hometown in this bright night?
Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.
Huanxisha swims in autumn waters in Qingquan Temple.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.
The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
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In Qingquan Temple, where you swim, the temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. The newly sprouted buds at the foot of the mountain were soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests was washed spotless by the rain. In the evening, it was drizzling, and the cuckoo's cry came from the pine forest.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow westward! Don't sigh how time flies when you are old!
The young mermaid listened to the rain.
Song Dynasty: Jie Jiang
Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
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When I was young, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, lit red candles, and in the dim light, there were lights in my account. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.
Now, people are old, with white hair on their temples, and they are alone at the monk's house, listening to the drizzle. The experience of life's joys and sorrows is ruthless, so let the rain drop by drop on the steps until dawn.
Hairpin Fenghuang red brittle hand
Song dynasty: Lu you
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
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In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!
Hangxiangzi Yu Qiu
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
There was a cold wind last night. Enter the phoenix tree first. There is nowhere to be muddy, to avoid decline. Ask the public what it is, the book is empty. But once drunk, once sick, once careless;
The court came, time flies, seemingly speechless, deliberately hurting farmers. Pay everything to 1000 minutes. Let the wine turn red.
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Last night, the cold wind suddenly blew the first frost, and the plane trees fell down one after another. I have nowhere to hide from my aging face. Autumn wind asked me why I did it. I didn't speak, I just wrote in the air with my hand. When people are old, sometimes they are intoxicated, sometimes they are sick, and sometimes they are lazy.
When I came to the yard in the morning, I lamented how fast time passed and how time flies. Although I didn't say anything, it seemed to make me sad. Now all my thoughts are empty, and all my troubles are replaced by thousands of glasses of wine. I don't care if it's white, dizzy or red.
2. How can the past go with the wind? 1. The past is gone with the wind, I just hope the breeze never forgets it.
2. The past is blowing in the wind, so don't go back and make do with it.
3. The past is gone with the wind, looking back and smiling. Life is like this, coming and going, not surprised and not busy.
4. The past is as plain as water with the wind.
5. In the past, in blowing in the wind, the trees were in chaos and they were displaced for half a century. Returning from mulberry picking, dew stained clothes. I don't know him, but I've been through a lot? Flapping the clothes on the bank of the long river, the years will go with the running water and bid farewell to the show.
6. The past blows with the wind, reminiscing about beauty, splashing ink and painting, dancing in the clouds with deep affection, always remembering to ask about the warmth and coldness, holding hands and appreciating each other, always conveying love and whispering romance, all of which are difficult to achieve, only love is always connected, and short messages convey the mind, and love you will never change.
7. blowing in the wind in the past, everything is empty; Happiness goes hand in hand, I like your smile; Don't be cold in winter, finish your beautiful dream; Family ties are deeply remembered, and greetings touch you; I wish you peace and happiness and a bright future.
8. The past is with the wind, don't be sad; Tender, fly to the edge; Peach blossoms are in full bloom and enjoy with you; Romantic one after another, very sweet; Dance in the world of mortals. In this life, I only love you.
9. blowing in the wind, Top Gun, New Year's Start, New Chapter in the Year of the Rabbit. I wish you a successful smile.
10. The past is in blowing in the wind, and all difficulties and obstacles have been brushed away. But in real life, we still have to suffer every night, and we can't wait for that sentence to end soon, many years later.
1 1. In the past, blowing in the wind was full of shadows and people were displaced for half a century. Returning from mulberry picking, dew stained clothes.
12. Let bygones be bygones.
13. blowing in the wind in the past. Why can't I go with the wind? Our past is so beautiful that I will stay in it forever.
14. The past is in blowing in the wind, so don't waste time talking to yourself. Time flies and the moon flies.
Flashy life, the east wind is wrong, whoever rises and falls. It is difficult to learn to bury flowers.
15. The past is blowing in the wind, so I didn't apologize, let alone let bygones be bygones.
3. Let the past drift with the wind and write a couplet:
Let the past go with the wind.
Erase your memory.
Attached poem:
past event
Has been stuffed into an old jar.
The clouds of memory travel with the wind.
Fade away
The marks before and after the flowers are sour and astringent.
Gentle words have been fragmented.
spirality
Let blowing in the wind pass.
Memories and fears are drowned by thoughts.
Sealed for too long.
I'm afraid it will change its face.
Forget, don't give up her charm
Close, afraid of family.
If you are far away, you may lose it.
Origin and extinction
Turn around, for life.
There is an afterlife, the next life