1. Verses about the short time we get together
Verses about the short time we get together 1. Verses about the short time we get together
Untitled·It’s hard to meet each other It’s hard to say goodbye
Author: Li Shangyin
It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Dielianhua · The courtyard is a little deeper
Author: Ouyang Xiu
The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled up in smoke and countless curtains. The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.
It’s rainy and windy at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
Two poems about Shen Yuan
Author: Lu You
The setting sun on the city makes people feel sad, Shen Yuan is not a restored pond,
Sad under the bridge The green spring waves were once the shadow of a startled bird.
The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.
This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and its traces are still missing.
Presented to the Eighth Guardsmen
[Author] Du Fu
Life without meeting is like participating in business. Tonight or any other night, this lamp and candlelight will shine.
How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair will turn gray. Visiting the old man is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.
How can I know that after twenty years, I will go to the Gentleman Hall again. In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from. The questions and answers are not over, and the children are drinking wine.
Spring leeks are harvested when it rains at night, and yellow beams grow in the new cooking room. The Lord said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.
I am still not drunk even after ten cups of wine, and my feelings are deliberately long. Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.
"Long Song Xing" Han Yuefu
Sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to shine.
In the spring, all things are shining.
>I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.
When hundreds of rivers reach the sea from the east, when will they return to the west?
If a young man doesn’t work hard, the old man will be sad.
Short Ge Xing Cao Cao
What is life like when drinking wine and singing? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away.
Yonghuai Ruan Ji
Life is like dust and dew, and the path of heaven is long and long.
Cherish Time Unnamed
When flowers bloom and fall, it is easy to grow old in life.
About to Drink Li Bai
If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
Two Poems from Qujiang by Du Fu
Drinking debt is commonplace, but rare in seventy years of life.
A friend comes to stay with Bai Juyi
How many times in a hundred years can you smile?
Yonghuai Bai Juyi
A hundred years of life pass by as quickly as a gap.
Crying Yin Yao Wang Wei
How much life can be, after all, it is invisible.
Qingming Gao Zhu
If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach the nine springs.
Traveling on the Shasha by Yan Shu
Don’t dwell on songs and wine, life is limited and love is unlimited.
Picking Mulberries·Double Ninth Festival Mao Zedong
Life is easy but it is difficult to grow old, and the Double Ninth Festival is celebrated every year.
[Night Boating] When I was a hundred years old, I dreamed of a butterfly, and I regretted looking back at the past. Spring is here today, the flowers will fade tomorrow, and all night lights will be extinguished.
[Feng Rusong] The red sun is setting in front of us, as fast as a car going downhill. When dawn comes, the mirror is filled with white snow, and when you go to bed, you say goodbye to your shoes. Don't laugh at the clumsy plan of the dove nest, and the gourd ti always pretends to be stupid.
Morning and dusk are rolling in the water in the east, and the sun is falling in the west in ancient and modern times.
2. What are the poems that express "we are together for a short time, but the memories are beautiful"
1. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty "Remembering Brothers from Shandong on September 9th"
Poetry: I am a stranger in a foreign land, but I miss my family even more during the festive season.
Definition: Being far away from home alone and unable to reunite with my family, I miss my distant relatives even more during the Double Ninth Festival.
2. Song Dynasty Liu Yong's "Rain Lin Ling·Han Cicada's Sorrow"
Poetry: Where do you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.
Definition: Who knows where I will be when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid it's just the willow bank, facing the shrill morning wind and the waning moon at dawn.
3. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Poem: The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and it was once the shadow of a startled grand.
Interpretation: The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a startling dragon.
4. Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun's "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River: Freshen Up"
Verse: All the thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long.
Definition: Thousands of ships passed by, but no one expected appeared. The afterglow of the sun shines on the river surface, and the river flows slowly.
5. "Remembering My Brothers on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Poem: All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
Definition: There are brothers but they are all scattered. Without a home, it is impossible to inquire about life and death.
6. "Remembering Li Bai in Spring" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Poetry: Spring trees in Weibei, sunset clouds in the east of the Yangtze River.
Interpretation: Now, I am alone in Weibei facing the spring trees, while you are far away in Jiangdong looking at the dusk and thin clouds. The sky is far apart, and we can only miss each other from a distance.
7. Song Dynasty Chen Yuyi's "Linjiang Immortal· Night Climbing the Small Pavilion Recalling Old Tours in Luozhong"
Poetry: Recalling the past days of drinking on the bridge at noon, most of the heroes sitting in the middle were heroes. The long ravine flows away silently. In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, I play the flute until dawn.
Interpretation: I recall that when we had a drink at Wuqiao, all the people present were heroes. The moonlight reflects on the river, flowing quietly with the water. In the faint shadow of the apricot blossoms, I play the bamboo flute until dawn.
8. Song Dynasty Cheng Gai's "Recalling Qin'e·Love"
Poetry: Other people are far away, separated by mountains. Seeing the plum blossoms, I can’t bear to pick the flowers. And flower picking. There are books but no geese, whoever sends them will get them.
Definition: People who have been separated for a long time are thousands of miles apart. Seeing the plum blossoms blooming everywhere, I can’t bear to pick them. There are no geese to deliver the written letter, so how can it reach the recipient's hands?
9. Song Dynasty Li Chongyuan's "Remembering the King and His Grandson·Chun Ci"
Poetry: The luxuriant and fragrant grass recalls the king and his grandson, and the soul is cut off high in the sky outside the willow building.
Definition: The lush green grass reminds me of the queen and grandson who has not returned for a long time. The towering pavilion outside the willow tree makes her wait in vain all day long.
10. Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Drunken Reminiscences of Yuanjiu with Li Shiyi"
Poetry: Suddenly I remembered my old friend Tianji, and planned to go to Liangzhou today.
Definition: Suddenly, I think of my old friend who has gone away and is no longer seen in a foreign land. At last count, you should arrive in Liangzhou today.
3. What are the poems that express "the time we get together is always so short"
1. Wild chrysanthemums have yellow flowers, and they send you back thousands of miles away. The swallow comes and goes again, parting cherishes its appearance. "Farewell Sikong Wenming Returns to His Old Residence on the River" Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Duan;
2. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, because the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin; interpretation: It is a rare opportunity to meet, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the late spring weather is about to take the east wind, and the flowers have faded, which makes people even more sad.
3. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startled grand. "Two Poems of Shen Yuan" Song Dynasty: Lu You. Interpretation: The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a startling dragon.
4. I have to get drunk to see you off today, and we will have a long road to remembering each other tomorrow. "Sending Li Shilang to Changzhou" Tang Dynasty: Jia Zhi
5. The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Two sentences from Cui Hu's "Ti Capital City Nanzhuang" are written on this day this year. Last year and today, there were similarities and differences, continuations and discontinuities. If they are the same or continued, the peach blossoms remain the same; if they are different, if they are broken, the person's face will disappear and the building will be empty. At this time and that time, the more we see the similarities, the more we feel the differences, the more we feel the continuation, the more we feel the rupture. It is this intertwined and mutually influencing mood that intensifies the melancholy and loneliness in front of me, leaving only beautiful memories in my heart.
4. A poem describing a brief reunion, leaving only lovesickness
Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal Xianyun Nongqiao"
Xianyun Nongqiao, Flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Xijiang Moon by Sima Guang
The bun is loosely tied and lightly made up of plum blossoms. The green mist is light and green. The flying catkin hairspring is uncertain.
Seeing each other is like fighting but not seeing each other, being affectionate is like being ruthless. After the music and songs are over, I wake up from the wine. The moon is setting in the deep courtyard and people are quiet.
Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
Ouyang Xiu's "Yuchun Tower"
In front of the bottle, he planned to tell the date of return, but Chun Rong swallowed hard before he wanted to speak. There is love and obsession in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Don’t renovate the song of departure, one song can teach you how to be tight. You have to see all the flowers in Luocheng before you can say goodbye to the spring breeze.
"Linjiang Immortal" by Yan Jidao
After the dream, the tower is high and locked, and the curtain is low when drunk.
Last year, when spring came, the fallen flowers were independent, and the flying swallows flew together.
I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, Luo Yi had a double heart.
The strings of the pipa say lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and the colorful clouds once returned.
"Two Poems on Newly Added Willow Branches" by Wen Tingyun
The lamp is lit at the bottom of the well and the candle is deep, and the master Lang Changxing does not play chess. The exquisite dice and the red beans make me miss you so much
5. What are the poems that express that reunion is always short and separation is really long
1. The moon waxes and wanes, the flowers blossom and wither, I want to Parting is the most painful thing in life.
From "Putian Le·Yong Shi" by Zhang Mingshan of the Yuan Dynasty
Luoyang flowers, Liang Yuanyue, good flowers must be bought, and bright moons must be credited.
The flowers are leaning against the railings to watch them bloom, and the moon has been drinking wine for the reunion night.
The months are full of profits and losses, and the flowers are blooming and fading. I think of farewell as the most painful thing in life.
The flowers have faded and spring is approaching. The moon has faded and the Mid-Autumn Festival has arrived. When will people come back after they have gone?
Translation
When you go to Luoyang to enjoy the flowers, when you go to Liangyuan to enjoy the moon, you should not hesitate to buy the beautiful flowers, and you should not hesitate to buy the bright moon. I leaned against the railing and watched the flowers blooming in full bloom. I raised my wine and asked the moon why it was so reunited. The moon is full and missing, the flowers are blooming and withering, and I think that the most painful thing in life is separation. The flowers wither and bloom again in the third spring, and the moon wanes and becomes full again in the Mid-Autumn Festival. When can people come back after they have gone?
2. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
From "Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Translation
The opportunity to meet is really rare, and it is even more difficult to part ways. Moreover, the weather of late spring is about to end with the east wind, and the flowers have faded, which makes people even more sad.
Spring silkworms spin cocoons until they die and spin out all the silk. Candles burn out and turn to ashes before the tear-like wax drips dry.
When a woman looks in the mirror in the morning when she is dressed up, she is only worried that her lush, cloud-like hair will change color and her youthful appearance will disappear. If a man moans and cannot sleep at night, he must feel the cold moon encroaching upon him.
The other party's residence is not far away from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to reach it and it is out of reach. I hope there will be a messenger like a blue bird who will diligently visit my lover for me.
3. Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today it has been a year since the flowers bloomed.
From "Send to Li Dan Yuanxi" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today the flowers bloom again for another year.
It is difficult to predict the world, and the sorrow of spring makes me sleep alone.
I miss the fields when I am sick, and I am ashamed of my salary when I am in exile.
When I heard the truth, I wanted to come to inquire about it. I watched the full moon from the west tower several times.
译文
Last year, when the flowers were blooming, we reluctantly said goodbye. Now, when the flowers are blooming, we have been apart for a year.
How can I predict my own destiny when the world is so uncertain? Only the gloomy spring sorrow makes me sleepless.
My sickly body makes me want to retreat to the countryside and watch the exiled people feel unworthy of their national salary.
I have heard that you will come here to meet me. I went to the west tower and looked out and saw the full moon several times.
4. The people were gone in those days, but the water is still cold today.
From "Farewell at Yishui/Farewell at Yishui" written by King Luo Bin of the Tang Dynasty
Farewell to Yandan here, the strong men are proud of themselves.
The people were gone in those days, but the water is still cold today.
Translation
In this place, Jing Ke bid farewell to Prince Dan of Yan, and the strong man sang tragic songs and was full of anger.
The people at that time are no longer here, but today’s Yishui is still so cold.
5. It is difficult to see each other, but easy to say goodbye, and the flowers in the jade building are like snow.
From "Ying Tianchang·Bie Lai Half Year Old Music Book Jue" by Wei Zhuang of the Tang Dynasty
"Bie Lai Half Year Old Music Book Jue", an inch separated from the intestines has thousands of knots.
It is difficult to see each other, but it is easy to say goodbye, and the flowers in the jade building are like snow.
I miss you secretly, but I have nowhere to say it, and I feel melancholy in the misty moonlight at night.
Thinking about this moment makes me so passionate that my red sleeves are stained with tears.
They all tug at my heart. The opportunity to meet is so rare, I regret that we should be separated so easily. The pear blossoms are as white as snow again like last year, and climbing up the stairs to see the flowers is even more depressing for spring.
The love-sickness can only be depressed in the heart, and there is nowhere to express the love-sickness. After the day, I worry about the smoke and clouds covering the bright moon, and now I feel even more miserable. Sad tears kept flowing, dyeing the bright red cuffs black and yellow.
6. An ancient poem about the short time when friends get together
Life without meeting is like participating in business.
Today and what night, *** this lamp candlelight. How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair and temples will all turn gray.
Visiting the old days is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines. Presented to the Eighth Guardsman [Author] Du Fu Life without seeing each other is like participating in business.
Today and what night, *** this lamp candlelight. How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair will already turn gray.
Visiting the old days is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines. How could I know that after twenty years, I would go to the Gentleman Hall again.
In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together. Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from.
The questions and answers are not over yet, and the children are drinking wine. Spring leeks are cut in the rain at night, and yellow beams are cooked in the new kitchen.
The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop. Even after drinking ten glasses of wine, I am not drunk, and my feelings are deliberately long.
Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused. "To the Eight Virtues of the Guard" is a work by Du Fu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty.
This poem was written after the poet was demoted to Huazhou Sigong and joined the army. The poem describes a chance encounter with a young acquaintance, and expresses the uncertainty of life's gatherings and separations, and how old friends feel particularly close to each other.
However, after being together for a while but not saying goodbye, I feel that the world is fuzzy and I feel infinite emotion.
The first four sentences are about reunion after a long separation, from parting to reunion, which is both sad and happy, and a mixture of sadness and joy; the fifth to eighth sentences are about separation from life to farewell, revealing the reality of separation and life-threatening danger; from "How do you know "The fourteenth sentence "Long Meaning" describes the reunion with the Eighth Guardsman and the warm hospitality of the host and his family, expressing the poet's cherishment of the beauty of life and the beauty of human relationships; the last two sentences describe the sadness of reunion and farewell, low and graceful , intriguing.
The whole poem is easy to understand and well-organized.
7. Gathering together for a short time, recalling beautiful poems
1. Memories are the sad tears of "I asked the flowers with tears in my eyes without saying a word, and the red flowers flew over the swing"; memories are "Tonight" Wherever I wake up from the drunkenness, the sad drunken song of "The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank".
2. Memories are the sudden dreams of "the spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and the shadows of the startled dragons came"; memories are the desolation of "all the thousands of sails that have passed are nothing, and the water is shining brightly" heartbroken.
3. Memories are the source of strength, never forget anniversaries. Carrying out commemorative activities is like lighting a torch.
4. Memories are like a pot of tea, a pot of melted tea cut with emotional water: rolling, ups and downs, then cooled and quiet, like the ups and downs, joy and sorrow, life finally ends in " Look at all things and follow the fate." The plainness is just beautiful.
5. Memories are like an old song record on an old gramophone, covered in dust and scars. Babbling, babbling, babbling, babbling, it seems to be talking about the desolation of a life that is shattered from ordinary times, and it is like reading through the endless vicissitudes of time.
8. What are some sentences that describe the short time spent together?
In this world, there is nothing that cannot be obtained, only things that cannot be grasped and quietly flow away from the palm of the hand.
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Ten years ago we were separated here, and today, ten years later, we are reunited here. Appearances change, but friendships remain the same. Years pass by, but memories last forever. Looking back suddenly, I wish we could spend the last ten years and the next ten years together.
Life is an unknown journey. Every plant, every tree, every flower and every scene along the way is in your eyes. If you don't feel confused when the flowers are blooming, you won't be confused. If you enter your heart where the flowers are disturbing, you won't disturb your heart. As moving as the breeze, as quiet as autumn water, enjoying the splendor of every day in silence must be the ultimate beauty of life!
Life is a process of cultivation. In fact, happiness is a kind of expectation and a feeling of a beautiful soul. As long as we cherish everything we have, discover and feel with our hearts, you will find that you are living in happiness, and happiness is around you.
If you can't carry it, let it go; if you can't hurt it, look down on it; if you can't figure it out, don't think about it; if you can't hate it, heal it. Whose tears fall in memories in the years, and whose sadness falls in the past in time. The past is like smoke, and I don’t know whose lovesickness has drifted away; the memories like dreams, I don’t know who has drifted away and whose waiting has drifted away.
Life is like an hourglass, life is just the part where the sand from the top falls to the bottom little by little. But why are we so unlucky to meet that stone stuck in your life? Since it landed domineeringly in the middle, time has passed, bringing wrinkles, fat and bags under the eyes. Every detail about getting older is true. . It's just that we will never grow up again.
The so-called life is nothing more than a process of constant loss. Very precious things will slip out of your hands one after another, like a comb with broken teeth. Instead, what falls into your hands are counterfeit products that are not worth mentioning.
Life is like a game of chess, there should be more active attacks and less passive retreat; life is like a painting, there should be more bright colors and less gray tone; life is like a song, there should be more Some high-spirited chants, less plaintive chants.
There is nothing that cannot be let go. If you are sad, you will naturally let it go. Don't wait, sometimes you wait, let waiting become a habit, and you will waste time waiting; don't be afraid, say what you can say immediately, do what you can do immediately, don't be timid, what you don't do today, Maybe it's a permanent knot; don't regret it, the road you choose is your own, and whatever you walk through or miss is all your own wish.
Three feelings about the party, one is that it’s great to be alive, there is still a chance for everything; the other is that it’s great to be free, sitting on the train and drinking the wine brought by the meritorious service; the third is that I’m in Tong’s shoes with Mr. Pig, It’s so good that I have a good relationship with the teacher. I am so happy to exchange cups and cups with each other and enjoy it!
Find time to consider whether what you did during the day is a plus or a minus.
Before you can even feel it when it passes through your fingertips, everything turns into softness around your fingers. Looking back numbly, my head looks like frost and snow, and my face looks like mountains and rivers.
It is important to remember that our time to study is limited. Time is limited, not only because life is short, but also because people are complicated. We should strive to do the most beneficial things with all our time.
I think the most precious thing in the world is "now", and the easiest thing to lose is "now". Because it is the easiest to lose, it is even more precious.
The green hills are here, and the friendship between classmates is strong even when people are not old; as time goes by, the water flows, but the feelings are still deep.
9. A poem about how short the time spent together is always.
Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. Author: Li Shangyin. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.
There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting. Die Lian Hua·The courtyard is deep and deep. Author: Ouyang Xiu. The courtyard is deep and deep, with willows piled in smoke and countless curtains.
The jade-carved saddle is in the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road. The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing wildly at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.
With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. Author of the two poems on Shen Yuan: Lu You The setting sun above the city paints a corner of sadness, Shen Yuan is no longer the old pool platform, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and it was once the shadow of a startled bird.
The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing. This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and its traces are still missing.
Gift to the Eighth Guardsman [Author] Du Fu does not meet each other in life, but is as active as participating in business. Tonight or any other night, this lamp and candlelight will shine.
How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair will turn gray. Visiting the old man is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.
How can I know that after twenty years, I will go to the Gentleman Hall again. In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from. The questions and answers are not over, and the children are drinking wine.
Spring leeks are harvested when it rains at night, and yellow beams grow in the new cooking room. The Lord said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.
I am still not drunk even after ten cups of wine, and my feelings are deliberately long. Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.
"Long Song Xing" The sunflowers in the green garden of Han Dynasty Yuefu are waiting for the morning dew. The spring is full of beauty, and everything is shining. I am always afraid that the autumn festival is coming, and the yellow flowers and leaves will wither. When will the hundreds of rivers reach the east of the sea? Return to the West? If a young man doesn't work hard, his old age will be miserable. Short song line Cao Cao sings while drinking wine, how long will it take in life? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away. Yong Huai Ruan Ji's life is like dust and dew, and the path of heaven is long and thin.
Cherish time. When nameless flowers bloom and fall, life gets old easily. Li Bai is about to drink wine. If you are proud of your life, you must enjoy yourself to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
Two Poems from Qujiang Du Fu's drinking debt is commonplace, but rare in seventy years of life. When a friend comes to stay for the night, how many times in a hundred years does Bai Juyi smile? Yong Huai Bai Juyi lived a hundred years as fast as a gap passed by.
Crying Yin Yao Wang Wei’s life is full of possibilities, but after all, it is invisible. Qingming Festival Gao Zhu has to be drunk when there is wine in his life. Never does a drop of it reach Jiuquan.
Traveling on the Shasha Yan Shu should not dwell on the wine while singing. Life is limited and love is unlimited. Picking mulberry seeds·Double Ninth Festival Mao Zedong’s life is easy to change, but it is difficult to grow old every year.
[Night Boating] When I was a hundred years old, I dreamed of a butterfly, and I regretted looking back at the past. Spring is here today, the flowers will fade tomorrow, and all night lights will be extinguished.
[Feng Rusong] The red sun is setting in front of us, as fast as a car going downhill. When dawn comes, the mirror is filled with white snow, and when you go to bed, you say goodbye to your shoes.
Don’t laugh at Jiuchao’s clumsy plan, and Huluti always pretends to be stupid. At dawn and dusk, the water rolls eastward, and the sun falls westward in ancient and modern times.