Konakayama
When spring comes to Nagato, the grass is green.
The red plum is a little broken,
Uneven opening.
Yun Lan cage grinds jade into dust,
Stay in the dream,
Break through a spring.
The shadow of the flower pressed heavily on the door,
Open the curtains and scatter the faint moon,
Good evening.
I lost to Dong Jun three times in two years,
Give it back,
I plan to come this spring.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang,
Alone in the blue boat.
Who sent the brocade book?
When the word goose came back,
The west building is full of moons.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
A kind of acacia,
Two luxury.
I can't eliminate this situation,
Just frown,
But in my heart.
Linjiangxian
Chinese plum
How deep is the courtyard,
Cloud Window Fog Pavilion Spring Festival Evening,
Who are you haggard and spoiled for?
It's good to dream at night,
I think it's the southern branch.
Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate,
South building Qiang tube is not allowed to blow.
Who knows when the fragrance blows away,
The warm wind came late,
Don't eat apricot blossom fat.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The weather is warm, sunny and windy, and it just started to freeze.
Willow eyes, plum cheeks,
I feel the breath of spring.
Who and * * *,
Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.
At first, I tried to sew shirts with gold thread.
The mountain pillow is inclined,
Pillow injury is a bad thing.
There is no good dream when you are alone.
Still smoking at midnight.
Xiangzi
Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival
The grass is flying,
Alarmed the phoenix tree,
There is a deep sorrow on earth and in the sky.
Yuntai moon and earth,
The lock is heavy.
If you float vertically,
Floating,
Don't meet.
Star bridge magpie driving,
See you after many years,
Want to leave love, don't hate poverty.
Penny and Weaver Girl,
Is nothing more than separation.
It will be sunny for a while,
When it rains,
a violent gust of wind
There is a sweet smell around us.
Cao Fang pond,
Green courtyard,
The sun shone coldly through the screen window.
□□ golden lock,
It's a guest [mouth sand]
Lonely in the front seat,
Only the ends of the earth.
Can I stay?
You're all gone,
It still depends.
At that time,
Zeng Shengshang,
Raw incense and smoked sleeves,
Live fire divides tea.
The dragon teaches the horse,
Get off without pomp.
Not afraid of wind and rain,
Just weigh and boil the remaining flowers,
I still do,
Without arms,
Just like before.
(□: original missing word)
Qing dynasty was slow.
No grovelling,
Clever handling of carved fences,
I will monopolize the last spring.
Guest China was unmoved,
Elegant and naive.
After spending a lot of time,
A little dew, new makeup.
Charming and gorgeous,
Jealous wind laughs at the moon,
Long [bad belt] Dong Jun.
East side,
In the south,
Sunbathing pool hall,
Race incense wheel.
The feast is over,
Who can succeed Chen Fang?
A better palace of light,
The near edges of some branch are even,
Golden statue,
After all the candles,
No matter at dusk.
Li Shangyin-Two Untitled Poems
Lingluo of Pteris, thin; Never put off till tomorrow what you can, I chased it late into the night.
It's too late to cover up the encounter with a fan; But you drove by, speechless.
Once lonely and sleepless, I missed candles; But I haven't heard from you until the pomegranate blossoms.
I will tie my horse to a willow tree by the river and stay in the southwest.
The curtains were drawn deeply, and I was in Mochow's house. Sleeping alone makes the night even longer.
Fairy's life is a dream, if they don't bring lovers into their rooms? .
I am a weak lingzhi, biased by storms; I'm Lingfang, but I don't have any fragrant leaves.
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Li Shangyin-Untitled
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin-Untitled
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Untitled Li Shangyin
This is empty talk, more than the moonlight on your tower,
I cry for your leaving forever. I can't wake up yet. This book is not thick.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Two Untitled Songs (Part I)
The stars last night and the wind last night,
On the west side of the studio and on the east side of the cinnamon room.
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix,
The mind acts on the mind.
Through the wine of spring, when it warms me, I will remind you how to bet.
One after another, we rolled the dice under the crimson light.
Until the drums call me to do my duty,
I got on my horse and rode away, like a water plant cut off and drifting.
Li Shangyin's Four Untitled Poems
You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.
The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.
But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
It's late spring, and the night is temporarily dry.
The sound of the building will be timid and the curtain will be difficult to dry.
I am ashamed to be in the swallow, and I am ashamed to be in the mirror.
Back to the small pond, Huaxing sent a treasure saddle.
Where is mourning Zheng? Sakura Lane hangs on the bank of Yangpan.
Will the old woman in the master get married? It will be March and a half during the day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and Tomb-Sweeping Day looks at the same wall.
When Fang Zhan turned to the fifth watch, Liang Yanzi heard a sigh.
Untitled
The eight-year-old girl likes to look in the mirror secretly and has been able to raise her eyebrows. Go for an outing at the age of ten,
Cai Xiaorong made a skirt. I began to learn to play the guzheng at the age of twelve, and the silver nail on my finger has never been pulled out.
At the age of fourteen, she avoided seeing men, even the closest ones. At this time, she may be thinking about when to get married.
At the age of fifteen, she was crying in the spring breeze on the swing, fearing the disappearance of spring.
Untitled
The sound of the shadow is pitiful, and the lotus leaf in Yaochi is just a field.
Don't look back at Shaw History, and don't look at Hongya patting her on the shoulder.
The purple phoenix gave Chu Pei a charming title, and the red scales danced wildly to pluck the strings of Hunan.
E Jun watches the boat in the middle of the night, embroidering and burning alone.
Untitled
Tanabata came first, and the curtain foil of the new house was still hanging.
The jade wheel shines on the rabbit's first life, and the iron net coral has no branches.
Stop with God in landscape teaching, and write about lovesickness on phoenix paper.
Huang Wu's biography is obviously there, but I don't know.
Untitled
It is said that the sepals of Yanmen are green, and last year it was the end of the world.
But after attending the feast like Xiaoshi, I didn't expect to peek at the palace flowers.
Untitled
Thick wicker covered in smoke, every branch is unwilling to leave, and thousands of branches wipe the sunset in the twilight.
Take a break and report to pedestrians, leaving half to see them off and half to welcome them back.
Untitled
The eight-year-old girl likes to look in the mirror secretly and has been able to raise her eyebrows. Go for an outing at the age of ten,
Cai Xiaorong made a skirt. I began to learn to play the guzheng at the age of twelve, and the silver nail on my finger has never been pulled out.
At the age of fourteen, she avoided seeing men, even the closest ones. At this time, she may be thinking about when to get married.
At the age of fifteen, she was crying in the spring breeze on the swing, fearing the disappearance of spring.
Untitled
The sound of the shadow is pitiful, and the lotus leaf in Yaochi is just a field.
Don't look back at Shaw History, and don't look at Hongya patting her on the shoulder.
The purple phoenix gave Chu Pei a charming title, and the red scales danced wildly to pluck the strings of Hunan.
E Jun watches the boat in the middle of the night, embroidering and burning alone.
Untitled
Tanabata came first, and the curtain foil of the new house was still hanging.
The jade wheel shines on the rabbit's first life, and the iron net coral has no branches.
Stop with God in landscape teaching, and write about lovesickness on phoenix paper.
Huang Wu's biography is obviously available, but I didn't know it was in the world.