1, Sauvignon Blanc, Zhong Yishan
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.
Heavy and heavy, mountains overlap. The mountains are far away and the sky is high, and the smoke and water are cold, but my thoughts are like maple leaves. Chrysanthemums bloom and fall, and the four seasons alternate. The wild geese in Saibei are flying south in the sky, and the people who miss them have not come back yet. Only the romance outside the curtain is carefree.
2, Sauvignon Blanc, a trip to the mountains
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
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.
After wading through mountains and rivers, the soldiers kept heading for Shanhaiguan. The night is already deep, and lights are on in thousands of tents. Outside the tent, the wind kept blowing, snowflakes kept falling, and the noise shattered the dream of homesickness, but there was no such sound in my hometown thousands of miles away.
3. Sauvignon Blanc No.1
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds!
Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.
The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!
I miss you day and night. The person I miss is in Chang 'an. In autumn night, the weaver girl crows in the well, and the bamboo mat is particularly cold with slight frost. I miss her soul at night, and the lonely lamp is dim with me; Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain.
As beautiful as flowers and jade, it seems to be separated from the clouds! There is a vast sky above, and the waves rolled up by clear water below. How hard it is to travel day and night, it is difficult to dream of flying over this mountain. Thinking of you day and night hurts the liver and intestines.
4. Sauvignon Blanc is drowning
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad.
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.
Thoughts of missing her husband, such as Bianshui and Surabaya, flow south to Guazhou Ferry, and are sad and undulating like mountains in the south of the Yangtze River. Miss, hate, where is the end? You won't stop until you come back. A bright moon shines in the sky, and I lean against the building and feel sad.
5. Sauvignon Blanc is second
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the flowers are covered with smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night.
I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan.
Think back to her lover, lover, the person far away from the horizon, the eyes that sent her away, and the source of tears now.
If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me!
The sunset is hazy, the stamens are shrouded in light smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night. Zhao Se, who carved the phoenix on the column, just stopped playing and wanted to play the Qin Shu again, but I was afraid of touching the Yuanyang string. It's a pity that this affectionate song has not been passed down.
I hope it can be sent to distant Yanran with the spring breeze. Remembering my lover, my lover, who floated across the sky and brought the eyes of that year, has now become the source of tears. If you don't believe me, please come back and look at my face in the mirror!