A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going. (candle indication, expired)
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
Bamboo branch Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. (Sunshine-Affection)
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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. (Si-Si)
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! .
Xizhou District Southern Dynasties Yuefu
Miss Mei wants to go to Kau Xizhou and break plum blossoms on the north bank of the Yangtze River.
Thin clothes are as red as apricots and hair as black as crows.
Where is Xixi Jiao? The two oars on board can be placed at the ferry pier of the Kau Xizhou Bridge.
At dusk, Shrike came and the wind blew the tallow.
Under the tree is her home, and her emerald hair is exposed in the door.
She opened the door and didn't see her sweetheart. She went out to pick red-violet flowers.
Autumn, autumn Nantang, she is holding a lotus seed, and the lotus grows taller.
Bow your head and get lotus seeds, green as water. (Lotus-what a pity)
Hide lotus seeds in your sleeve. Lotus seeds are red and transparent. (Lotus-what a pity)
Miss my husband, but not yet. She looks up at the swan in the sky.
The sky was full of geese, and she went up to the tower to see her husband.
Although the tower is high, she can't see her husband. She leans against the railing all day.
The railing bent and bent into the distance, and her hands were as bright as jade.
The curtain is so high, rippling like sea water, empty and generally dark green.
If the sea is as long as a dream, then you are sad and I am sad.
If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Puxi Island.
The song at four o'clock in the morning. Qiu Ge Southern Dynasties Yuefu
Look up at the tung tree, the tung flower is very poor.
May there be no frost and snow in the sky, and Woods will solve the Millennium. (Wu Wu, Jie Jie)