"Broken Array"
Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao
The garden with music under the willow tree and the swing among the flowers. I remember what happened that day in Chunlou and write it in front of the red window at night. Who can send Xiaolian?
Jiang Wa is waiting for tears, and Wu Can is lingering. How much hatred can the green temples bear? Unwillingness to be ruthless is better than breaking a string. This year is the same as last year.
"Send to Sister Huayang of Song Dynasty again on a moonlit night"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Stealing peaches and medicine is difficult to do at the same time, and colorful toads are locked in twelve cities. ?
In the same night as the three heroes of ***, the jade tower is still covered with water curtains.
"Traveling on the Shasha"
Song Dynasty: Su Family
The lonely hall is deep and the weather is cold at dawn. Untie the saddle and lean against the railing alone. The faint fragrance floats in the moonlight dusk, and the falling plum blossoms touch my clothes in the wind. I have a red note to write, who can send it to me? First teach you how to find a place to play. It was early spring when I got home, and the little peach blossoms were intoxicated.
"Send to Sister Huayang of Song Dynasty again on a moonlit night"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Stealing peaches and medicine is difficult to do at the same time, and colorful toads are locked in twelve cities. ?
In the same night as the Three Great Heroes, the jade tower is still covered with water curtains.
"Sisters' Journey"
Ming Dynasty: Lin Zhang
Crying when saying goodbye to his sister, with his head lower than her shoulders.
I haven’t seen my sister for several years, but my eyebrows are the same as those of my brother-in-law.
Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums are all fragrant, but it is always a pity that flowers bloom late.
I hate a pair of people who look like flowers, and they kill each other for ten years.
You can spend as much time as you want, and you will be hated by many guests.
Translated into acacia tree, wrapped with silk and radish.
The mandarin ducks sleep on the bottom of the sea, and the good dreams fall into trouble.
There are tears in green shirts in the sky, and they flick towards the green moths.
The lonely Yanghuawu is far away from the Peach Leaf Crossing.
The north and south ends of the Yangtze River always lead to the same direction.
New people are not new, old people should be old people.
I only care about each other and kiss each other, but I know that longing for each other is painful.
Remembering the past is like looking at the moon, looking at the full moon and feeling sad.
Lian Xin is like a string, every turn is lingering.
Lingering and lingering, seeing my sister is like a sister.
When the spring breeze comes every year, there are two flying swallows.
My sister picks weeds on the mountain, and my sister Mo Zun sings partridges in front of her.
I wrote to you yesterday with nothing to say, saying that I cherish my dear uncle.