Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God)
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When to revisit (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
It's dusk, and I'm bored, leaning against the door alone (Wen Bodhisattva Xia)
After all, it's not there, the oblique light is full of water, and my heart is broken (text "Jiangnan Dream")
Be sure to break your heart before you go home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man)
I'm going to marry him and grow old together. If you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Hometowns")
Canyue's face is bright, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son")
There are many words, but there are still feelings. Looking back, it is important to remember the green silk dress and cherish the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Life Check")
Make a thousand wishes before your pillow and wait for the green hills to rot (Dunhuang Ci)
I want him to come back early, but I have time to go to Qingyun (Dunhuang Ci)
Looking back in the dark is very desirable. Heritage is a double emerald. Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi)
I often get sick before the end of the day, but I don't care if I look thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpie Tread")
How many tears are hateful to lean on (Jing Li's "Puhuan Xisha")
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't have a taste in your heart (Li Yu's Night Cry)
Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward (The Mermaid by Li Yu)
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. The flowing water has come out of spring, and it is heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")
It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man)
Don't be lonely in the alley, hope that the smoke will fade away. The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi. (Li Zhi's "Linjiang Xian")
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking at the mirror at night hurts the scene and recalls the past (Zhang Xian's Fairy)
The helpless flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan has returned, and the small garden wanders alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha")
The bright moon does not know whether it is bitter or not, and it shines obliquely through the Pearl Lake at dawn (Yan Shu's "Near Flowers")
If you want to send colorful stationery and simple elements, you can know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide (Yan Shu's "Die Hua Lian")
Growing up with little aversion to pleasure, willing to love a daughter, with a faint smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Lou Yuchun")
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's "The Recent Flowers")
Parting from sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
Inch by inch, my heart ached and tears filled my eyes (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
When the songs are scattered among the tourists, I feel the emptiness of spring (Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
First, pass through a mist that unites five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.
Second, what is it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?
Third, I'm not famous, I'm not married, and I may not be as good as others.
Fourth, love each other beyond words, only a thousand tears.
Five, tonight, I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si.
6. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
Seven, a few bosom friends, who has broken the string.
Eight, at night, the dream suddenly came home, Xiao Xuan window, is grooming.
Nine, flowers bloom and fall, flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
X. the cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.
Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless.
At twelve o'clock, on both sides of the ape's cry, the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man.
Thirteen, but how unlucky the poet is, he will become a king.
Fourteen, the north wind blows geese and snow one after another. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Fifteen, the scissors are still chaotic, which is separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.
Sixteen, the residual lamp has no flame shadow. I heard that you have fallen into Jiujiang this evening.
17. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! It's plum blossom. When you pass my window, Han Mei is in bud.
Eighteen, where is the hometown, unless you are drunk-"Bodhisattva Man" by Song Liqing.
Nineteen, heartbroken every year, moonlit, short Matsuoka.
Twenty, looking back at the bleak place, there is no rain or shine.