Yu Li
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Not leaning on the fence, the vast mountains and rivers,
It's easier to see when it's not.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Slow voice
Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Nanxiangzi Don Feng Yansi
Autumn wind and drizzle make Jin Fenghua red everywhere.
Idle frown, unintentional silence, mood, loneliness and lovesickness.
Jade pillow is lonely, and hatred is as deep as years.
Who is drunk in the room with the curtains closed? The gaunt and melancholy Qin Lou powder is in tears.
Nian Nujiao Song Liqing photo
Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed.
Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather.
Writing a poem is a leisurely taste.
When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.
It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides. The jade fence was dry and careless.
Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad.
The morning dew is clear, and the new tung is introduced at the beginning, which is more or less spring!
The sky is crisp and the smoke is rolling. Is it sunny today?
Autumn warbler
Yu Li
The warbler knows nothing about autumn, but swims through the secluded forest alone.
The old tongue leans its ears in every way, and a little dark yellow enters the smoke stream.
Live late, share the same sorrow with Lu, be clear and bright, and be broken to the ground.
I don't even want to stay home, which shows China's sadness and sadness.
Lyrics
Yu Li
Beads are precious in front of you, and flowers are withered in the world. I didn't hate it in my heart, but I missed.
Jade barnyard grass is still full of medicine, and the incense has been stained with dust. There will be feelings before and after the funeral, and there will be no tears when touching the towel.
Beauty is like a fragrant tree, but the dangerous road is similar. It is sad to practice spring, but it is also bitter and rainy.
Where is the beauty now? It's all gone. Nowhere to ask, the Millennium thanks the east wind.
With emotional memories
Yu Li
I also saw the old branches of tung flowers, and the first floor was misty and rainy.
Who will be disappointed because of the aperture, and will not feel tearful.
The mountainous city is no longer charming, and the festival is not self-sustaining.
There was an old smoky moon that year, and the moths in Furong City cried.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Yu Li
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past.
The small building blew eastward again last night.
The old country can't bear to look back on the mid-Ming Dynasty.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them.
Ask how sad you can be,
Like a river flowing eastward.
The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues.
After half a day's silence,
The sound of the bamboo crescent moon is still like that of the past.
The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over.
Candles are bright and fragrant, and paintings are deep.
The temple is full of frost and snow, which is hard to remember.
Black night cry
Yu Li
The flowers in the forest have withered,
Too hasty,
Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears,
Drunk,
When does it weigh,
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled.
Candle residual leakage off-frequency pillow. You can't sit on an equal footing.
The world flows with water, which is a dream.
Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.
That's about it. If it is good, choose the satisfactory answer.