Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? When the word Goose returns, the West Building is full. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Work of Helping the Sea
Great sadness tilts the day. A whining whip means the end of the world.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Chen Meigong's Notes on Deep Windows
Live up to your mission and watch the flowers bloom before the court; I have no intention of staying or staying, looking at the clouds in the sky.
Appreciate Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum"?
The lotus flower has faded, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. I gently took off my tulle skirt and laid an orchid boat alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It is time for the geese to line up in the word "people" and return to the south in rows. The moonlight is bright and saturated with the lonely pavilion in the west.
Flowers drift with the flow, water drift with the flow, a kind of parting acacia, you and me, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
This poem was written after the poet and her husband Zhao Mingcheng parted, which conveyed the author's deep affection for parting and reflected that the new soul of the newly married woman was addicted to boundless love. The style of the whole poem is fresh, and it gives people beautiful enjoyment with women's unique affection and unconventional expression. This is an exquisite lyric poem.