1) The passage of time should be a waste of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
2) Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. It’s even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank is full of dawn wind and moon.
3) The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
4) If you don’t miss lovesickness in your life, you will only miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
5) Don’t renovate the song of Li Ge, one song can teach you how to be tight. I have to see all the flowers in Luocheng before I can say goodbye to the spring breeze
6) Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
7) The wind suddenly blows and blows a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands.
8) I occasionally go to the river to pick bean sprouts, and I accompany my daughter to compete with the God of the River. The crowd did not dare to speak openly and secretly threw money to predict who was far away.
9) Listen to the strings break and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
10) The breeze is moist and the tea smoke is blowing lightly.
11) Yuzhu once wrote about a trip to Phoenix, where no one was seen and the water flowed empty.
12) Once the wind and rain come, the ground will turn red. Wet with the fragrance of flowers, there is a bit of sadness, but the world is impermanent.
13) Don’t go back to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
14) All the thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting Hui veins are long and the water is long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pinzhou.
15) The waning moon’s face is bright, don’t cry at dawn.
16) It’s time to fall in love at dusk, and I’m bored and leaning against the door alone.
17) Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrown country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and her shadow was startling.
18) In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country.
19) Like flowers and beautiful families, time passes like a fleeting time. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning.
20) I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed.
21) Reliving old dreams, old friends have passed away.
22) The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless.
23) When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
24) The maple forest is dyed with fire, the beautiful pot sings to the moon, and the long song leans against the building.
25) Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.
26) Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die.
27) There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and I am happy for you, but you don’t know it.
28) Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.
29) Time flies so fast, how can it be wasted. Beauty grows old easily, but if we depend on each other, we should never leave.
30) Drunk in the world of mortals, who can draw a curtain to dream and accompany her to sleep in sorrow
31) The still water runs deep, and the Sheng sings; the three lives are filled with clouds and clear skies, A moment of joy and sorrow.
32) Year after year, in front of the flowers and under the moon, there is a bottle of fragrant wine. The red lotuses are falling from the water, but the only sound is the jade chime, but the feeling remains the same.
33) The green peaches planted in the sky and dew are not ordinary flowers. The water is wild in the depths of the chaotic mountains. For whom does a jade-like branch bloom?
34) The leaves of the wild rice are gone. In Xiwan, the lotus seeds are still blooming. My dream never leaves the river, and it is said that my husband is in Phoenix Mountain.
A selection of China's most beautiful poems:
1) The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
2) Married to Qutang Jia, but missed the concubine's date. If I had known the tide and had faith, I would have married into the tide.
3) When I look at my husband, the river turns into stone and I don’t look back. On the top of the mountain, it is windy and rainy every day, and the stone responds to the words of travelers returning.
4) Tonight or later, I will meet this beloved man. ——Anonymous "The Book of Songs Tang Feng Preparation"
5) There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. ——Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
6) The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
7) In front of the bottle, I was about to tell the date of my return. Before I could say anything, Chun Rong swallowed hard. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
8) The bun is loosely tied and decorated with light makeup. The red and green mist is light, and the flying catkins are uncertain
9) The moon is setting, the stars are sparse, and the sky is about to be bright, and it is impossible to dream until the solitary lamp is extinguished. Putting on his clothes and looking towards the door, he heard the sound of magpies cheering in the morning.
10) The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness.
——Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu"
I hope you will adopt it, thank you!