What poem is "quasi-difficult to go"?

It is difficult to go to the name of Yuefu Group. Written by Bao Zhao in Southern Song Dynasty. * * * Eighteen songs. Mainly express their feelings about the hardships of life, and express the ups and downs of scholars from poor backgrounds in their official careers. There are also works describing vagrants and thinking about women. Most of them have strong feelings, rich language and gorgeous rhetoric. There are five sentences, seven sentences and miscellaneous sentences. Please enjoy/view/1306574.htm (* * *18), a glass of wine and a jade box carved piano here. Feather account color hibiscus, brocade Jiuhua Pu Tao. Beauty is dying, and the cold light turns to sink. May you give up your sadness and think less, and listen to me on the way to the festival. I'd rather listen to the sound of blowing in ancient times than see cypresses and copper finches. Luoyang famous workers cast gold, Boshan carved thousands of pieces. It is engraved with Qin women holding hands with immortals, bearing the joy of a clear night. In front of the candle in the column, Long Lindan's hair is red. Purple smoke with musk fragrance, now your heart is different. Sigh for a hundred years. The three noble ladies' boudoir has a jade pepper pavilion and embroidered doors and curtains. There is a character named in the book. He is wearing Rojo's clothes. In Chun Yan, the wind is surging, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. When can life be fun? Better kill two birds in the wild than Yun Zhonghe. Four streams were leveled, each from east to west and from north to south. Life also has a life, so Ann can sigh and sit back and relax. Drink some wine to comfort yourself and sing "It's hard to walk", and the singing is interrupted by drinking. If the heart is not wood and stone, it will not feel, and it will not dare to speak if it is swallowed. The five kings don't see the grass by the river, and winter goes and spring comes all the way. You can't see the city's sunset, but today is not over, and the Ming Dynasty is out again. Today, of course, when I have to go, I will die forever. Life is bitter and less joyful, and it is full of enthusiasm in its prime. And I hope I can succeed several times, and there will always be money to sell drinks by the bed. Fame, fame and bamboo silk are none of my business, but life or death depends on God. Six pairs of cases can't be eaten, and the sword hits the column and sighs. When will her husband live and when will Annette hang up her wings? Abandon the office and go home to rest. Going out to say goodbye, dusk is still on the edge. Have a foreplay before going to bed and watch the women weaving in the machine. Since ancient times, sages have been poor and humble, and our generation is lonely and straight! Seven worries suddenly came, and the two crossed the horse and went out of the north gate. I looked up and looked around, only to see the pines and cypresses with thorns. There is a bird called cuckoo, which is said to be the soul of the ancient Shu emperor. The voice is piercing and the feathers are gaunt. Flying away from trees and pecking at insects and ants, how can you remember the past? This change of life and death makes sense, and the center can't speak. There are five peaches in the eighth atrium. One is the first flower. In the spring of February and March, it swings from the wind to the west. Miss my western wife, feel sad and sigh, and tears touch my clothes and soothe my heart. When I first sent my husband out of the house, I didn't say anything about staying long. The mattress is gray and dirty, and the waist is thin and messy. Life can't be said to be sad, and it's sad to stay up until midnight. The ninth tiller was dyed with yellow silk, but the yellow silk was not cured. Before, you and I began to value each other, and we called you whatever you wanted. Tie me, life and death, likes and dislikes. Today, I see my color fading, and I am lonely and different. I can't bear to see the benefits and troubles of returning your gold hairpin. Ten kings didn't see that China was not in a precarious position and drowned in an instant. The young and flashy generation will soon become the head of the grave. Gone forever, long live silence. Lonely souls wander in the air, wandering around the grave base alone. But when I heard the singing of wild birds, I remembered my prime. This makes people feel sad, so you should be self-satisfied and happy. Eleven gentlemen don't see dead leaves in court, when will they revive their stems? You don't see the dead being worshipped. When will you empty your cup and drain your pot? Seeing this, you should be worried, not competing with people at that time. Life is suddenly like electricity. When shall we meet for the New Year? But it ennobles Zongyi, with the aim of making wine and food more delicious. Holding this from morning till night is almost a matter of death and fear. Hu Weiwei had to be disappointed, this song is hard to satisfy you. This December, Chu Yang is full of flowers, and it will be full of snow at the end of next winter. Over time, the metabolism turns, and my husband is alone. It has been three years since it was held separately, but there has been silence recently. Tragedy is sad, and missing it is the saddest. I haven't worn cream for a long time, and there is no hairpin on the tent head. Dancing lightly with empty curtains, the powder basket utensils are destroyed. Since birth, the world has been full of bitterness and misfortune, and my heart is full of sadness. In the thirteenth spring, birds sing at dusk, which hurts the gentleman the most. When he left home to join the army, Rong Zhiyi went to heaven in high spirits. Wandering for three years, suddenly my hair turned white and I grew a moustache. This evening, the water was unplugged, and tomorrow, the mirrors are all gone. But I'm afraid I'll die like a ghost. I'm afraid I'll send you to destroy the empty sperm. Whenever I miss the countryside, I miss my old friends more sadly. Suddenly I saw a passer-by asking me, I'd rather know that my home is in Cheng Nan. A: I used to live in your hometown and know that your official is here. We have left this city for Wan Li, and now we are going to explore. When I came, I heard that it was husband and wife, widowed in the boudoir. It is also sad to cry in an idle room. I smell tears in my eyes. The gaunt face is unpleasant, and there is no makeup on it. It's not just sad to see this. I hope you won't forget it for the time being. Fourteen gentlemen did not see their teenagers join the army, Whitehead was displaced and could not return. Hometown is separated by day and night, and the sound and dust are separated by the river. The north wind suppressed Bai Yunfei, and Hu Jia was anxious and cold. Listening to this sad words, I feel very helpless and have to look forward to climbing the mountain. It's better to see your wife than to die. What a person wants in his life, he laments. Fifteen gentlemen don't see Bailiangtai. Today, Xu Qiu is flourishing. You can't see Epang Palace, where cold Yun Ze pheasants live. Who are geisha and dancers today? The mountains are full of high graves. It's not the golden body I used to have. Walking with wine, follow one's inclinations, Mo Linghan sighed. Sixteen gentlemen don't see ice cream, and the vulva is cold. Although it is sunny in the morning, when will the letter be safe? People's livelihood is like this, who makes the destruction strong. I came from Rupi last year, and my white hair was scattered. The seventeenth monarch didn't see that the spring birds first arrived and all the plants and trees contained green flowers. How long will the cold wind last when it blows? The sun and moon move together, which makes me sad and angry. 18 kings don't sigh for poverty, and wealth doesn't follow people. The husband is in his forties, an official, and the rest are in their twenties. Mo Yan's grass and trees appoint winter snow, which will welcome spring in response to Su. Tell a long story about wine and you will be entrusted with your destiny. I hope all nine bottles in the bottle are full, and don't cherish one hundred dollars by the bed. You can't work hard for a hundred years before you are one year old.