Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
At dusk, a group of crows landed on an old tree with withered vines and made a piercing cry. Under the small bridge, the running water jingles, and the farmhouse next to the small bridge raises smoke. On the ancient road, a thin horse struggled against the west wind. The sunset gradually lost its luster and set from the west. On a cold night, only lonely travelers wander in the distance.
2. Night Shift-Gao Shi in Tang Dynasty
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and first frost will be next year.
I was lying alone in the hotel, with cold light shining on me, and I couldn't sleep for a long time. What makes me sad as a tourist? People in my hometown must miss me thousands of miles away tonight; The sideburns have turned gray, and tomorrow is a new year.
3. "Haochu sent his friends to Beijing with Shi Guanshan"-Liu Zongyuan in Tang Dynasty
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, cutting people's minds in autumn everywhere. How can we turn this body into Qian Qian and scatter it to every mountain peak to pay tribute to our hometown!
4, "Jihai Miscellaneous Matters" (its 220)-? Gong zizhen in Qing dynasty
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.
I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
Only thunderous power can make the land of China full of vitality, but the social and political situation is dead after all, which is a kind of sadness. I advise god to cheer up, don't stick to certain specifications and get rid of more talents.
5. Song of Autumn Pu (XV)-Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror.
White hair as long as three thousands of feet, it is because of sadness that it grows so long. Somewhere in the mirror, autumn frost falls on my head.