A spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Song Guan balcony sound fine, swinging yard night heavy.
On a spring night, even a quarter of an hour is worth a thousand dollars. The flowers exude a faint fragrance, and the moonlight casts a dim shadow under the flowers. In the high-rise buildings in the distance, bureaucrats and nobles are still enjoying song and dance music, and the courtyard with swings is immersed in the lonely night.
2. A letter from Du Mu to Han Chuo, the magistrate of Yangzhou in the Tang Dynasty.
Original: there is water in the green hills, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs?
The green hills are faintly undulating and the rivers are long. In autumn, the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered completely. Where are you, old friend, listening to the wonderful oral sex?
3. Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering Brothers in the Tang Dynasty.
Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Garrison the drums upstairs to break pedestrians, and the lonely geese sing in autumn night. Starting from tonight, I entered the Millennium solar term, and the moon in my hometown is still the brightest. Although there are brothers, they are all separated, and it is impossible to find out about them. Letters from home to Luoyang have never been delivered, and frequent wars have never stopped.
4. a night-mooring near maple bridge of Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty.
Original: Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep. In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
The moon sets, crows crow, and the sky is cold. The maple trees on the river and the fishing fire on the boat make it difficult for me to sleep alone. In Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing in the middle of the night reached my passenger ship.
5. One Night in a Foreign Country by Du Fu in Tang Dynasty.
The breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward. Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.