Time: Tang Author: Li Bai
Drunk, take off his sword, travel and rest in high school. I woke up in the middle of the night and stood up before the lamp.
when you talk straight, Xiaoxue River is ice-strong. Sad songs are bitter and cold, and they are sad and lonely.
Fu Shuo version of Zhu Chen, Reese Eagle Dog Man. It's better to recover from hardship than to start a country.
and I'm a fool, sighing under the dragon gate. Wealth can't be expected, and who should I write to?
Go away from your tears and raise your voice to Liang Fu. Qingyun should be self-directed, so why ask for a bosom friend?
My brother has a rhyme of harmony and reuse
Time: Song Author: Ai Keweng
Where is the old friend, dreaming or meeting him.
the old trees sound early in autumn, but the deep windows are late in dawn.
wet fireflies stick to grass, which scares birds and acts like wind branches.
Only when the piano is broken can you lie down, and you know that there is no Zhong Ziqi.
Qin
Year: Song Author: Bai Yuchan
The night is quiet and cloudless, the moon is like silver, and the night is quiet and the crane is ringing.
jade bone is colder than snow in the early days, so how many people can know each other?
Yulinling
Date: Song Author: Liu Yong
Cold and lonely, late to Changting. At the beginning of the shower, all the doors are empty, and the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands looked at each other, tears in eyes, until finally there was no words, a thousand words choking on the throat can not say. Think of this return to the south, this journey is another way, thousands of miles, a stretch of misty, the Night Fog of the sky is a boundless.
Affectionate feelings hurt parting since ancient times, which is even worse, leaving the Qing Autumn Festival in the cold. Who knows where I am when I sober tonight? Fear is only the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the waning of the waning of the waning moon. This is a long time, the people who fall in love are not together, I expect even to meet the good weather, good scenery, as in name only. There are thousands of amorous feelings, who will tell them!