A bell ringing in the rain
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.
When you are crazy, you get drunk in a planned way. Being drunk is tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Klang Ganzhou
Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold.
The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.
Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.
Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.
If you don't climb the mountain and face the distance, you will find it difficult to return to your hometown.
Sigh for years, why stay.
Miss a beautiful woman, dress up and look up, miss a few times, God knows how to get back to the boat.
I am anxious to know me and lean on the dry place (also called "staring").
Pimp a butterfly
Looking at the rain, the clouds were broken, quietly looking at Qiu Guang. The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad. The water is light and the wind is light, and the apple flowers are getting old; The moon is cold and the leaves are yellow. Emotional distress. Where are the old friends? Smoke and water are boundless.
Unforgettable cocktail party, several lonely moons, and repeated star frost. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and I don't know where Xiaoxiang is. Reading Shuang Yan is difficult to rely on far letters; Refers to the old age, empty knowledge home. Looking at each other in the dark, the sunset stands in the broken sound.
Su Shi words
Nanzi
Su Shi
It's rainy and suspicious at night, and it's sunny when the wind returns.
Light clouds obliquely shine on the mountain, while fine grass and soft sand flow lightly.
I am still sleepy after waking up from a hangover, and the dream of Xiancun will not come true.
Where can I find Yunying at Blue Bridge?
Only affectionate running water accompanies people.
Bu operator
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Nalanxingde ci
Huatangchun
A generation of two people for a lifetime,
Strive to teach two places to disappear.
Acacia don't look at each other,
Who is spring for?
Begging from the blue bridge is easy,
It is difficult to bring a drug into the blue ocean.
If you allow me to visit Oxford,
Relatively forgetting poverty.
Sheryl Yan
Operator doesn't like sex.
I don't like dust, but I seem to be mistaken by the frontier. When flowers bloom, you always have to look at the oriental monarch.
If you go, you have to go and live! If you get a mountain flower, Mo Wen will be a slave.
Li Qingzhao's ci
Slow voice
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Complain about one's feelings
At night, God's mouth removes makeup late, and the plum calyx sticks. When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return.
People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. It takes more time to remove the residual core and burn the residual incense.
Spread happy sand.
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.
Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.
Yan Shu ci
A butterfly in love with flowers
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The moon is not ripe to leave, and the light is oblique to the morning.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?
lily magnolia
After that, I won and went back, counting thousands of floating things. Spring dreams are long and scattered like autumn clouds.
Wen Qin thanked the immortal couple, but he couldn't stay long after rags. I advise you not to wake up alone, there should be a lot of drunken flowers.
Huanxisha
Always young and limited, it is easy to be ecstatic when you are idle, so don't talk frequently at the banquet.
It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.
Huanxisha
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?
There is no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if meeting Yan's return. The fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.
Yan Dao Ji's Ci
Linjiangxian
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains are hung low. Last spring, when hatred came, flowers fell like rain.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her heart was focused on Se.
Ruan Langgui
The golden palm frost on the horizon, the clouds grow with the geese. Green cup of tea by Chongyang, human feelings such as hometown.
Lanpeizi, chrysanthemum and yellow hair, diligent and crazy. If you want to be drunk, don't be heartbroken.
Qin Guan ci
Walking on the beach, I was lost in the fog and the moon. Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. This is a lonely hall. It is very cold in spring and the sun sets in the sound. Plum blossoms are mailed. This hatred has no weight. Fortunately, Chen Qiang bypassed Chen Shan. Who did he get off in Xiaoxiang for?
Queqiao fairy is clever, flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. 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. Tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, and the lonely magpie bridge returns. If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!
Subtract the word magnolia Tianya old hate. Lonely and desolate people don't ask. Want to see the ileum. Cut off the fragrance of the small seal in the golden furnace. Moths grow very long. Let the spring breeze blow. Trapped in a dangerous building. I'm worried about everything Hong Fei says.
The small building in the desert of Huanxisha is light and cold. Silver hooligans are like poor autumn. Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint. Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Look again, the curtain of jewelry hangs on the silver hook at will.