A piece of advice for my friend Liu Tang Bai Juyi.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
Secondly: Notes for friends in Bei Tang on rainy nights-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.
Song Ci: Lu You
Bare hands, rattan wine, spring willow in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Momomo.
Tangwan
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult.
People become different, today is not yesterday, and illness is often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide.
Su Curtain Covers Song Dynasty-Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn waves, cold smoke on the waves; The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep; The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.