1. The first picture of Mo Xuan
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
Colorful day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
the south wind blows on his heart, so who does it throw up for?
a loving mother is attached to the door, but a wanderer has a hard time walking.
if you are willing to ask questions, you will be reluctant.
Look up at Yunlin, ashamed to listen to the birds.
A bright day lily flower was born under the North Hall.
the south wind blows the day lilies, and who is swaying for revealing the fragrance?
A kind mother leans against the door and looks forward to her children. It is so hard for a wanderer to travel far away!
The support for parents is estranged every day, and the news of children can't be heard every day.
I looked up at a cloud forest, and I was ashamed to miss it when I heard the call of the birds.
2. Mother's son
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's mother's son, son's mother, cried bitterly in the daytime without light.
General Guan Xi, a title of generals in ancient times, won a new title last year.
with a gift of 2 million yuan, Luoyang was welcomed as a flower.
the new person welcomes the old one and abandons it, but the lotus flower in the palm has a thorn in its eye.
It's not enough to welcome the new and abandon the old. Sadness stays at your home for two children.
at the beginning, I helped to walk, and at the beginning, I sat down, crying and holding people's clothes.
with your new marriage, my mother and son are separated.
it's not as good as a black bird and a magpie in the forest, and the mother doesn't lose the young male and the female.
it should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling in the branches with the wind.
Newcomers, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang Infinite Red Chamber Girl.
I hope the general will make great contributions, and there will be new people better than you.
Translation: The mother is different from the son, and the son is different from the mother. The sunshine in the daytime seems to have lost its luster because of sadness, and the crying is infinitely sad.
The family lived in Chang 'an, Kansai, and her husband was in a high position as a general. Last year, he made meritorious military service and was given a knighthood.
I got a reward of 2 million yuan, so I married a bride as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade in Luoyang.
If the bride is not satisfied when she comes, she wants her husband to abandon her old wife. She is the lotus in his palm, but I am the nail in their eyes.
It's normal to like the new and hate the old, which is not enough to be sad. I'm going to pack my bags and leave reluctantly. But sadly, there are two biological children left at her husband's house.
one just can walk by the edge of the bed, and the other just can sit up. The sitting child is crying, and the walking child is holding my clothes.
You and your wife are newly in love with Yan 'er, but let our mother and son where will you go never meet again.
At this moment, my heart is full of unspeakable sadness. People's fickle feelings are not as good as the black magpies in the forest. The mother birds don't leave their chicks, and the male birds always take care of them.
This scene is like a peach tree in the backyard. The petals that once covered the greenhouse have fallen with the wind, and the young fruit will still hang on the top of the tree to experience frost, snow and rain.
Newcomers, listen to me. There are countless beauties in the red chamber in Luoyang. ?
I hope the general will make some meritorious deeds in the future, and marry a more beautiful bride than you.
3. Farewell my mother
Qing Dynasty: Huang Jingren
bowed his curtain and went to the mother's river beam, worrying for nothing and watching his eyes wither.
It's a miserable snowy night in Chai Men. It's better to have children than nothing at this time.
Translation: Because I want to go to Heliang to make a living, I lifted the curtain and reluctantly bid farewell to my old mother. When I saw my white-haired mother, I couldn't stop crying and my tears dried up.
On this snowy night, it's a pity that you can't be filial to your mother, but you have to hide Chai Men's miserable death. What's the use of adopting a son? I might as well not.
4. Miss Mother
Song Dynasty: With Gong
, I lost my tears in my clothes, and my bald head did not rely on Chai Fei again.
Last May, in Huang Meiyu, Zeng Dian returned home as a cassock.
translation: How many times have I sat under the flowers and played a blowjob? The red wall of the Milky Way is so far away to me.
The stars in front of me are not the stars of last night. For whom did I stand in the wind and dew all night?
The lingering feelings are like silkworms, and the wandering heart is like a peeled banana.
Recalling the scene of her when she was fifteen years old on that full moon night, it's a pity that this cup of wine in my hand can't eliminate the sadness in my heart.
5. Qingming
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
On the festive day, peaches and plums smile, and Noda's wasteland only gives birth to sorrow.
the thunder stung the dragon and snake, and the rain made the grass soft in the suburbs.
it's unfair for a man to beg for a sacrifice to his arrogant concubine.
sages and fools have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of Artemisia scoparia.
Translation: During the Qingming Festival, the peach and red Li Bai bloomed like smiling faces. The graves covered with weeds in the fields are sad.
The spring thunder is rolling, which awakens the hibernating dragons, snakes and insects. The timely spring rain moistens the soft vegetation in the suburbs.
In ancient times, Qi people went in and out of graves to beg for sacrificial food to show off to their wives and concubines, and some Jietui refused to be an official and were burned to death by fire.
who knows whether they are poor and stupid or virtuous and incorruptible? What's left now is nothing but weeds everywhere.