Zhang Kejiu Yuan Dynasty
Force the black veil on the green hill.
Returning to the wild goose for the autumn, tired guests are homesick.
Cuixiu Qin, Jinbei San, Jade Hand Pipa.
When people get old, the west wind will turn gray, and butterflies will worry about the future.
Looking back at the horizon, touching the sunset, counting the western Western jackdaw.
Qin Yi and Xiao Shengyan
Li Bai Tang dynasty
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin.
Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell.
Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off.
The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.
Tian Xiangzi and Qiu Guang
? Li Qingzhao Song Dynasty
The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.
When the thin clothes were first tried, the green ants tasted them, and gradually there was wind.
It's raining and cool.
In the yard at dusk, I was very anxious. When I woke up, I was worried about the past.
How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?
Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.