Xin Qiji's Magnolia Slow: An old friend of Chang 'an asked me: My heart is still crying. In the autumn night, the eyes are broken and the geese are falling, and the empty strings are drunk.
"Jade Case": The crowd searched for him for thousands of Baidu, suddenly looking back, people were there, and the lights were dim.
Bodhisattva Man: Yugutai fell into Qingjiang River, and many pedestrians shed tears. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. I am worried at dusk, and the partridges are heard in the mountains.
Li Qingzhao
"On the Phoenix Stage, I remember playing the flute": the fragrance is cold and golden, and when it is red, I get up and comb my hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything.
. The newcomer is thin, but not dry.
Ill wine does not grieve for autumn. Take a break and go back. It's hard to stay in Yangguan for a thousand times. Read Wu Lingren far, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.
"Drunken Flowers": Mo Tao is not carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
"Slow Voice": The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence.