Pavilions and pavilions, singing stage, wind and rain will always blow away romantic feelings.
The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived.
Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent.
I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou.
Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple.
Who can ask: Lian Po is too old to eat? -"Yong Yule Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia" Xin Qiji. ?
Commentary: A leopard cannot change his spots, but Sun Zhongmou, the hero of the separatist regime, has disappeared. Both the prosperous stage and the charm of the hero are always blown away by the relentless wind and rain.
The grass trees seen in the sunset, the streets and alleys of ordinary people, people say that slaves once lived. In the past, he commanded a powerful and sophisticated military force, and swallowed his words, which was even more powerful. How reckless Emperor Yuanjia was. He tried to make immortal achievements, but he ran for his life in a hurry. He looked at the pursuers in the north and shed countless tears.
I still remember forty-three years ago, I fought on the smoke-filled Yangzhou Road. Looking back is really unbearable. Under Tuoba Tao's palace, the crow's cry responded to the noisy club drum. Who will ask, is General Lian Po as strong as before when he is old?
Second, remember goodbye for a long time. The scenery upstairs is sparse and the moon is like water.
Drinking wine and singing, but friends are hard to stay, only the moonlight will accompany you thousands of miles away.
If you don't come back three times, you will be lonely and full, and whoever is drunk will be cold.
Rolling bead curtain, sad to look at the shadow, * * * I have no sleep.
At present, there are guests from Huai, who can tell you the profound meaning.
Your lovesickness thunder flows into the clear Huaihe River and into the sea.
Where is it now? The western wall is forbidden, and the night is always exposed.
This, cloister Xiao Yue should also know by heart. -"Yu Yue" Su Shi.
Interpretation: Sun Juyuan left Haizhou on August 15. Before that, I saw him off at Shu Jing Building. Soon after, he and I met in Runzhou, and we walked all the way to Chuzhou before parting.
I returned to Haizhou on November 15th, and met the satrap in Shu Jing Building. I often recall that when we were apart, we sat on the terrace with moonlight like water.
Drinking wine and singing, it's a pity that friends can't stay, only the moonlight follows you thousands of miles away. You walked exactly three months, and the moon completed three times. Today is the day of full moon. I am drinking alone, cold and cheerless. Who am I drunk with? I rolled up the bead curtain and took a sad look at the shadow of the moon. I stayed up all night by moonlight.
Today, a guest from Lushui told me that you miss me too. Your lovesick tears melt into clear Huai water and flow into the sea. Where are you now? You are in Zhongshu province, you are in the palace, and the dew wet the quilt in the long night. At this time, you, looking at the moon in the cloister, should also secretly miss me.
Third, the sunset melts into gold, and the twilight clouds meet the wall. Where are people?
Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know.
Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain.
Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems.
Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five.
Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu.
Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night.
It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain. -"Never Meet Happiness" Li Qingzhao.
Interpretation: The sunset is golden, like molten gold water, and the sunset is blue, as bright as jasper. The scenery is so beautiful, but where am I now? The new willow leaves are like smoke, and the plum blossoms sound bitter. The breath of spring has been exposed.
But how do we know that there will be no wind and rain in this harmonious weather of Lantern Festival? Those drinkers and poets came to meet them in splendid chariots and horses, and I could only respond politely, because I was depressed and agitated.
I remember that in the prosperous years of Bianjing, there was a lot of leisure in the boudoir, paying special attention to the fifteenth day of the first month. The hat is inlaid with jade beads, and the body is covered with snow willows twisted with gold wire, all of which are beautifully dressed. Now I look haggard, my hair is fluffy, and I have no intention to comb it. I'm more afraid of going out at night. You might as well listen to other people's laughter from under the curtains.
Fourth, if life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. -"Magnolia Antique Definitions Cambodia Friends" Nalan Xingde.
Interpretation: Getting along with the right person should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met. But you and I should love each other, but why should we leave each other today?
It's easy to change your heart now, but you say it's easy to change your heart in this world. Just like Tang He, you and I swore a life-and-death oath in the Palace of Eternal Life, but we finally said goodbye. Even so, we don't have any resentment.
But how can Tang compare with that year? He has always vowed to marry Yang Yuhuan.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. ?
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. -"Operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River" Li Chi Ngai.
Interpretation: I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and you live in the bottom of the Yangtze River. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you. You and I ... share a river and green water, we love each other and know each other.
When will the endless river dry up and the bitterness of parting stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.