Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.
The spring breeze is ten miles away on Yangzhou Road, and I don’t know if the bead curtain is rolled up.
Sentimental but always ruthless, I can't laugh in front of you.
Candles say farewell with intention and shed tears for others until dawn. ——Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Farewell
The fifty strings of the brocade harp are unprovoked, and each string and column reflect the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, Jinse
Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, who is speechless and can rely on his thoughts?
I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty. ——Liu Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty, Die Lianhua
Ten years of life and death are uncertain! If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. He was speechless and could only shed a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken heart will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills. ——Su Shi, Jiangchengzi of the Northern Song Dynasty
The road with green poplars and fragrant grass makes it easy to go to the Changting Road when you are young; the top of the building is still dreaming about the fifth clock, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the March rain.
Being ruthless is not as painful as being sentimental. One inch is like thousands of strands; when the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, Magnolia
The red couplet is fragrant and the jade mat is lingering in autumn; I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books?
When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower, the flowers were falling and the water was flowing, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling. It raises and lowers my brows, but it is in my heart. ——Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty A Jian of Plum Blossoms
There is a beauty here, I will never forget it when I see it. Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy.
The phoenix flies and soars, and the phoenix is ??sought from all over the world. Unfortunately, the beauty is not on the east wall.
Put the qin in front of you and express your heartfelt conversations. When will I see Xu Xi, I will comfort my hesitation.
I would like to be worthy of my words and work hand in hand. If I can't fly, I will perish. ——Feng Qiuhuang
Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. ——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Acacia
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