Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!
Qin Guan in Queqiao Fairy
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!
Chugi
Tang-Bai Juyi
Gold and fire don't treat each other,
Changes in cold and rain.
There are cicadas in the forest,
The nest is cold, and there are no swallows.
fan in autumn―woman whose feminine charms have faded
Song-Su Zhe
After autumn, the round fan seems to have been defeated.
Dan Qing is like an old pine nut.
It's none of my business to use it temporarily,
The world is cold, Nelho.
Who ordered Ji An in the Han Dynasty?
Zhao people still want to use Lian Po.
Knowing that the sleeves are unsafe,
Look at the autumn wind and regret it more.
Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death.
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.
You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom.
Quail day
Colorful sleeves hold jade bells diligently.
Those days, I was drunk and red.
Dance low and sing peach blossom fan.
Remember to meet each other after parting.
A few times, I dreamed of being with you.
There is a silver plaque left tonight, and it is still a dream to meet each other.
Queqiaoxian
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.
When the golden wind meets the jade, it will win, and 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 will be gone, sooner or later.
2. Does anyone know a poem, Mountain Road? I seem to have promised you that I will walk up that beautiful mountain road with you. You said the slope was full of fresh tea and acacia. I seem to have promised you to comb my first wisp of white hair under the lamp on a distant spring afternoon tonight. Suddenly remembered some unfulfilled promises and some inexplicable sadness. Are you still waiting for me on that mountain road when you were a teenager? I still look around eagerly. Just like a beautiful poem, the beautiful dream when I first met you is always at your fingertips, but it often appears at the most unexpected moment. I like that dream, in which everything can start all over again. I can slowly explain everything in my heart, and even feel that all the wasted time can be repeated. My heart is full of ecstasy and gratitude, just because you smiled at me right in front of my eyes, as I really like it. I know in my dream that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I feel that the grass is delicious and colorful. It seems that you and I just met in the rain at first. If rain remains after rain, if sorrow remains after sorrow, please let me face this parting calmly and continue to look for an impossibility. All the endings of your youth and spring have been written, and all the tears have begun, but suddenly I forgot how it started in that ancient place. In the summer when I came back, no matter how I pursued young you, your smiling face was very shallow. After sunset, the yellow title page was opened by fate and bound with tears. I have to admit that youth is a book that I read and read too hastily. I believe that the essence of love is as simple and gentle as life. I believe that all light and shadow are reflected and in harmony. I believe the trees are everywhere. Flowers only come from a seed in the snow and ice. I believe that 300 poems repeatedly tell only one word that I couldn't say when I was young. I believe in all God's arrangements. I also believe that if you are willing to return to that distant and humble source with me, we will finally understand each other. If people in previous lives can really be reincarnated in the world, if there is reincarnation, what is the love in our previous lives? If you are a girl picking lotus in Jiangnan, I must be the flower you missed under your wrist. If you are an urchin who plays truant, I must be the brand-new marble that fell out of your schoolbag, watching you unconsciously walk in the grass by the roadside. If you are a monk with a wall, I must burn incense in front of the temple and accompany you for a period of silence. Therefore, when we meet in this life, we always feel that there are some unfinished fronts, but we can't tell you in detail why I can't tell you one by one why you can't lock the pen. Why can't you lock up love and sadness in a long life? Why does the joy at first sight always fade? The most urgent thing is to look forward to the best time. In fact, all I expected was that moment. I never asked you to give me your life. If I can meet you on the hillside full of gardenias, if I can love you deeply once and then leave you, then the long life is just looking back. Not all dreams can be realized in that short moment, not all words can tell you, and guilt and regret are always deeply planted in your heart after parting. Although they say that everything in the world will eventually become empty, I don't mean to miss it, but I have been doing it all the time. I have to miss yesterday's blooming and repeat today's same parting. I will be a stranger for the rest of my life, bowing deeply to you at dusk. Please take good care of me, although they say that everything in the world will eventually become empty.
3. What poems describe "predestination"? What poems describe fate? There are seven words instead of eight, as follows:
1, linglong dice Anhoudou, do you know how much you miss it?
Two/New Poems of Nan Gezi from Tang Dynasty.
A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old is not as good as the new. (Award: Meng)
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?
A long dark red dress was covered with light yellow for a long time. Since ancient times, old things are not as pleasing as new things. You and I should be as steadfast as acacia walnuts, but I didn't expect someone else in your heart, which made me hate you after all.
2. Return with tears, and hate not meeting and not getting married.
—— Excerpted from Yin Jiefu's Road to Send Dong Shi in Tang Dynasty.
You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.
I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.
My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.
Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
You insisted on giving me a pair of pearls when you knew I had a husband. I thank you for your affection for me and for tying pearls on my red shirt. My tall building is connected to the Royal Garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to live and die with my husband. I cried when I returned your double beads. I regret not meeting you before I got married.
3. Ask the river tide and the sea. What do your feelings and heart seem to be?
From the Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha, Excuse me, River Tide and Sea Water"
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.
I asked the river tide and the sea, which one is not like Lang Jun's affection and a woman's heart. When men and women confide in each other, they feel that the other party is not as punctual and trustworthy as the tide, and they don't know if the sea is deep until they miss it.
4、
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Song Qin Guan Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. (Du Tong: Du)
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. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world. * * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
5, easy to ask for priceless treasures, it is rare to have a lover.
From the Tang Dynasty, it was "given to neighbors/sent to staff"
I am ashamed to cover my sleeves in the sun, but I am too lazy to make up in spring.
It is easy to ask for priceless treasures, but it is rare to have a heart.
Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken.
You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang.
There is a reason why the beautiful woman next door covers her face with sleeves during the day, and she is more melancholy in spring and too lazy to dress up. She deeply lamented that it is easy for a woman like her to get priceless treasures in the world, but it is so difficult to get a true soul mate. For this reason, she secretly cries on the pillow every night and feels sad, so after passing through the flowers, she can't help but have the idea of heartbroken. However, since we have such a gift, even a genius like Song Like Yu Can can get it as long as we have the courage and take the initiative to fight for it. Why should we resent a talented person because he is always half-hearted?