Twist a piece of mud to make you and me. Break us together and mix with water.
Twist the other you and shape the other me. I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire.
Born like you, died like you. Zhao Mengfu's wife, Guan Daosheng, is a great person, a famous talented woman in ancient China.
Over the past 30 years, this couple, who are both good at poetry and calligraphy, have enjoyed each other in the poetry garden and supported each other in the sinister officialdom storm, leaving many touching stories. According to legend, Zhao Mengfu had a successful career and was nearly 50 years old, but she longed for young and beautiful women.
It was common for celebrities to take concubinage at that time, but Zhao Mengfu was unwilling to be lonely and wanted to take concubinage. I am embarrassed to tell my wife clearly that he hummed a song to signal to her: Mrs Moore, I have a bachelor's degree.
Have you noticed: Tao has peach leaves and roots, and Su has morning glow and sunset clouds. It's not too much for me to marry several Wu Ji and Yue Nv. After Lent, occupy Yutangchun.
What he means is that I am a bachelor and you are a wife. Didn't you hear that Mr. Gu Tao married two concubines, Ye Tao and Taogen, and Mr. Su Shi also had two concubines, Chaoyun and Muyun.
It's not too much for me to marry more concubines. You are over 40 years old, so take the first room. After reading it, Guan Daosheng wrote a poem "I Nong Ci" to my husband, which was very affectionate. A lot of feelings, hot as fire; Twist a piece of mud, be a you, be a me, break us together and reconcile with water; Twist the other you and shape the other me.
I have you in the mud and you have me in the mud; Born like you, died like you. There are only 70 words, and I was intimate in my early years. Recently, the relationship between husband and wife is very strong, and with the mumbling of Wu Yu, it seems to be on the paper.
Reading is exciting. Zhao Mengfu was deeply moved to see his wife's handwriting so affectionate, so he gave up the idea of concubinage.
The husband and wife were reconciled and grew old together, and they even made up a story. .
I want to know the poem about loving you.
The mountain has no edges, and heaven and earth blend together, but dare to break with you!
I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. Han; Zhuo Wenjun's Whitehead Ballad
If I can be with you, I will face death bravely.
I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu Chang 'an's ancient meaning
We can't be like a pair of phoenixes, fly with me.
The mind acts on the mind. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Parting"
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
Love is not a matter of * * *.
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. Tang; Du Mu's Farewell
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love. Wang Wei's Acacia
Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! Don Du Qiuniang's The Lich
A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Song; Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"
The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"
Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it! Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. Zhu's Camellia
If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang Sheng's Chitose
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yu Lin Ling
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Looking around, lonely and sad.
This time, what a sad sentence? A slow voice
There is nothing to say when you go to the west wing alone. The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos. It's sadness. It's not just the general taste.
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Young mermaid
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case * Yuanxi
Gentle as water, ritual as a dream.
If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court. Qinguanque bridge
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. Xu Yuan Jayce's The Moon Song * Chun Qing
Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"
Love is blind. Huang Ming Hangzhou folk poetry anthology
Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions
Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. Republic of China; liang qichao
Think it over several times.
I would rather miss you! Hu Shi's Raw Tea Seeds
Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"
What is love in the world?
Teach people life and death!
Hold your hand and grow old with you.
3. Poetry about praising the soil urgently needs me to praise myself and sing praises to myself, and you will bear what I bear, because every atom that belongs to me also belongs to you.
I took a leisurely walk and invited my soul. I leaned down and leisurely observed a summer blade of grass. My tongue, every atom in my blood, is formed in this soil and this air. It was born here by my parents, so were my parents, and so were their parents. I, now 37 years old, have been healthy all my life, and I hope it will be like this forever until I die.
Regardless of creed and genre for the time being, it is enough for us to take a step back and understand their present situation, but it is by no means forgotten. No matter what I do from good to evil, I am allowed to express my opinions at will, let nature take its course and keep my original vitality. The second room and the room are full of fragrance, and the bookshelf is also full of fragrance. I breathe the fragrance myself, know it and like it. Its essence will make me intoxicated, but I won't allow it.
The atmosphere is not a fragrance, it has no smell of spices, it is tasteless, it will always be for my mouth, I love it, I want to go to the riverside of the forest, take off my disguise and be naked, and I want it to contact me warmly. My own breathing clouds, echoes, wavelets, whispers, roots of love, silk threads, orange branches and vines, my breathing and sucking, my heartbeat, blood and air flowing through my lungs, smelling green leaves and dead leaves, smelling the rocks and hay on the coast in the barn, floating in the vortex of the wind, words bursting from my throat, a few kisses, a few hugs, and something that I stretched out my arms to catch.
Do you think a thousand acres is a lot? Do you think the earth is very big? Did you practice for a long time before learning to read? Are you very proud of trying to understand the meaning of poetry? Please come with me today and tonight, you will understand the source of all poems, you will have the benefits of the earth and the sun (there are millions of suns), you will not accept second-hand or third-hand things, you will not observe with the eyes of dead people, you will not draw nutrition from ghosts in books, you will not observe with my eyes, you will not accept things through me, you will listen to all aspects and filter everything yourself. I have heard empty talkers talk about the beginning and the end, but I don't talk about the beginning and the end.
The past has never started, and now there is nothing, no youth and no old age. There is nothing now, and there will never be perfection. Unlike now, there will be neither heaven nor hell. Push hard, push and push, and always push forward with the fertility of the world.
The opposites emerging from the darkness are advancing, always material and proliferation, always sexual activity, always the knot of identity, always difference and always the reproduction of life. It's no use talking more. Both learned and uneducated people feel this way.
It must be very sure, the vertical is absolutely straight, the buckle is tight, the beam and the tree should be carried together, as strong as a horse, affectionate and proud, and charged. I stand here with this mysterious fact. My soul is clear and sweet, and everything that does not belong to my soul is clear and sweet.
Missing one is missing two, and the invisible is confirmed by the visible. When the visible becomes invisible, it will also be confirmed. It is pointed out that the best and the worst are the troubles brought by this generation to the next generation, and I realize that things are completely consistent and balanced. I remain silent when they speak. I went to take a shower and admire myself.
I welcome every organ and feature of mine, and I also welcome anyone who is warm and clean-not an inch or a minute of his organs and features is evil, and nothing is more unfamiliar than the rest. I am satisfied-I can see, jump, laugh and sing; Those bedmates who slept beside me all night, hugged me and loved me quietly left at dawn, leaving me with a few baskets covered with white towels. Their richness made the room spacious. Should I accept it slowly without realizing it, but get angry with my eyes, make them turn around and forbid them to look around on the road, and let them calculate it for me at once, pointing out the exact value of one thing and two things, without a penny difference? People passing by ask me questions, who I met, the influence of my early life on me, where I live, what city or country, the latest important date, discoveries, inventions, clubs, new and old writers, my meals, clothes, communication, looks, who to pay tribute to, whether the man or woman I love is really cold to me or just my imagination, family or obligations. Losing money or lack of money, getting frustrated or getting carried away, confrontation, the horror of brothers' war, the uneasiness caused by suspicious news, and irregular events that happen from time to time, all come to me day and night and leave me, but these are not "me" myself.
Although pulled, I still stand and be myself, feeling interesting, complacent, pitying, idle, single, looking down, upright, or leaning my arm on the invisible and reliable armrest, turning my head to one side, curious, wondering what the next thing will be, and watching and guessing at the same time inside and outside the office. Recalling how linguists and speakers and I sweated in the thick fog, I neither laughed nor argued, but watched and waited.
I believe you, my soul. I will never bow to you, and you will never bow to him. Please take a leisurely walk on the grass with me to clear your throat. I don't want words, music, rhymes, conventions, speeches or even the best. I just like your temporary silence and low hum of restrained voice.
I remember how we slept together on such a bright summer morning, how you put your head over my hips, gently turned it over and covered me, unbuttoned my shirt from my chest, and explored my naked heart with your tongue until you touched my beard.
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Lonely and angry, going on an outing and fighting for Wang Yue's tomb is none of my daughter's business. - .
Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. - .
A rich man lives in a tile-roofed building without touching mud. - .
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. - .
I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was driving that complicated thing. The old monk is dead and has become a new tower. There is no reason to look at the old topic with a broken wall.
Remember whether the past was rugged or not, and the long road was full of people. Last year, the horse died in Erling and rode a donkey to Mianchi. )
-If you have a dutiful son, you won't live with your father.
Cold element is as naive as mud, and high soldiers are as timid as chickens. - .
The water outside the Wu Palace is heartbroken, and the muddy mud is still buried with stones. - .
I saw the king, and I was really happy. During the dinner, everyone was overjoyed.
There is nothing to show you. After meeting the king, he felt flattered and honored.
Your virtue is pure, I wish you a long life. There is no mud in the mud.
I am very happy to see the king. As strong as brothers, virtue is pure and long-lasting.
The dew is thick. See the gentleman, cymbals rush.
And Luan Yiyi, Wan Fu oil drum. -.Hu Bugui? If it's not for the king, why are you still showing it! Fade, fade! Hu Bugui? If it's not for the monarch, why are you still in the mud! - .
Brothers, don't go far, or set a banquet, or give it a few. Hold four banquets, award several awards, or provide or make, knight wash, coffin pour.
Give a recommendation, or burn or stir-fry, delicious dishes and spleen, or sing or hiss. Bow strong, four swords jun, since the house is flat, make wisdom.
Bow is a word, which means four sticks, four sticks are like trees, and the order is not humiliating. Great-great-grandson is in charge, and the wine is heavy, so he uses a big war to pray for Huang.
The back of the yellow platform is a guide wing, which is long-lived and scenic.
5. The poem about love sadness is 1. Change your life with my three fireworks.
2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. 6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall.
Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me. 7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. 9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.
If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. 1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it. 14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. 23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. 25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me. 29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan. 3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet. 35. Never look back, why not?
Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water.
Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. 36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment. 38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side.
Even if it is found that the situation is longer. 40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
4 1, I just feel that your husband's comments make me miss your dynasty and dusk. 42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.
43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? 44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit.
A song and a sigh, a person's life. 45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn. 48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
49. Life is as unusual as the first time. 50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses.
After the feast, I was in tears. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
An umbrella buried a city and put out all the lights. This is fate. 18 Who has a scarlet mole in the corner of his eye to complete your prosperous life, and whose mountains and rivers have given you ground-breaking empty joy.
19 Love song in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are. The dazzling array of things in the window is full of life.
A player is picturesque, and he lives all over the world. Step by step no return, first frost face.
47 nights are cold, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the song is euphemistic. It's too difficult to insist ... give me some labor costs, o(≧v≦)o~~ and please don't copy.