Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Stay at the rockfall pavilion and pay tribute to Cui Yonghe and Cui Zhou.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city.
Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
The docks in the bamboo forest are quiet and dust-free, and the pavilions near the water are particularly quiet. Acacia love flies far away, but across a heavy high city.
The crisp autumn clouds lasted for several days, and the frost season came late. Leave the withered lotus leaves on the ground and listen to the bleak rain in the middle of the night.
Leyou Park Scenic Area/Leyou Tomb
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
I was in a bad mood at night and drove to Guyuan.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night.
Chang'e
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Through the screen decorated with mica, the shadow of the candle gradually faded. The Milky Way is also quietly disappearing, and the morning star sinks into the dawn.
Chang 'e in the Moon Palace may regret stealing Houyi's elixir of life. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her with a lonely heart every night.
Traveling alone in Qujiang in late autumn
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Lotus leaves hate life in spring when they are born, and hate life in autumn when they are dry.
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.
Lotus leaves give birth to spring resentment. The lotus leaf withered, and autumn hatred became again.
I deeply know that as long as I am in this world, my feelings will last forever. How much melancholy, only the endless sound of the river.
Jia sheng
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The propaganda room invited the sages to meet the ministers, and Jia was even more incoherent.
Poor midnight is unprecedented, and Mo Wen people ask ghosts and gods.
Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty asked for the sage, and announced that he would call for surrender. Jia Yi's talent is really brilliant and unparalleled.
It's just empty talk in the middle of the night, which makes people sigh. Emperor Wen asked all about ghosts and gods, and made no mention of state affairs and people's livelihood.
Yat sen villa
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice.
Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
A person lives a secluded and quiet life, overlooking the city, and spring goes and summer comes.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. It cleared up after the rain.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice. Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
Climbing on the high shelf and looking at the railing, the sky is vast, and the afterglow of sunset Ran Ran penetrates the window lattice.
The nests of Vietnamese birds have dried up, and their posture has returned to lightness.
Bright water lilies or lotus flowers are floating in the dark blue pond.
Give a lotus flower
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust.
Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural.
Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!
People in the world have different views on flowers and leaves. They planted flowers in beautiful golden pots, but left them in the soil and turned them into dust.
Only lotus flowers with red flowers and green leaves, lotus leaves curl and relax, and lotus flowers open and close, which is so perfect and natural.
Lotus and lotus leaf have set each other off for a long time. What a pity it is when the lotus leaves fall and wither.
Inlaid harp
Tang Dynasty: 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.
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Untitled last night's stars and wind
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Last night, the stars were shining, but there was a cool breeze blowing in the middle of the night; Our banquet is located on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.
Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.
Guess and play with each other, and drink spring wine every other seat to warm your heart; Let's make a toast in groups. The candles are red.
Alas, when you listen to the five drums, you should go to court; Riding to Lantai is like Artemisia capillaris floating in the wind.
Sunset on the sea, red-violet
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I often hear people talk about elvhua, but I always feel that she is in that distant world.
But after attending the feast like Xiaoshi, I didn't expect to peek at the palace flowers.
At that time, I often heard people talk about sepals and green flowers, but I always felt that she was in the distant horizon.
But after attending the feast like Shaw History, I didn't expect to peek at the flowers in the palace.
Untitled You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any trace.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
You say meeting is empty talk, and then you disappear; When I woke up, I heard the bright moonlight upstairs and the bell rang in the morning.
Don't cry for the injury in your dream, both are hard to say; After waking up, the ink was not strong and I wrote a letter.
The candle half shines on the bedding of Jinyu, hazy; Musk smoked through the hibiscus-like gauze curtain, soft and gentle.
At that time, Liu Lang had long held a grudge against the distant Pengshan. Where you go, it's thousands of miles away than Pengshan!
Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east with the wind.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
The east wind is rustling and the drizzle is flying with the wind. There is a light thunder outside the lotus pond.
A golden toad incense burner with a lock button, a cigarette lingering and elegant, shaped like a jade tiger pulley, pulling a rope to draw well water.
Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty. Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin had a pillow and compared her poems to Fu Fei.
Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.