There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered and when will my husband come back from the long battle! ?
Ouyang Xiu, Liang Zhu
How deep is the yard?
The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Li Bai, Yuzu
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
Jin changxu, spring resentment
Get rid of the oriole, get rid of all the music on the tree.
They woke her up when she dreamed that she went to meet him in Liaoxi camp.
Text "Jiangnan Memory"
Dress up,
Leaning on the Wangjiang Tower alone,
After all, Qian Fan is nothing,
Obliquely filled with water,
Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.