Thin clouds are smart, flying stars spread grievances, and silver people are dark.
When the golden wind meets the dew, it wins countless people.
Tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream, forbearing to take care of the magpie bridge and return home.
If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!
A cluster of plum blossoms
-Li Qingzhao
Red lotus root is fragrant and jade is lingering in autumn. I can untie Luo Shang and go to the Dutch boat alone.
Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Yu Xia yuan Xi
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji genre: word category:
Thousands of trees open in the east wind night,
Blowing down, the stars are like rain.
BMW carved cars are full of incense.
The phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns,
A night of dragon and dragon dancing together.
Moths, snow willows, golden plumes,
The laughter faded away.
Looking for him in the crowd,
Suddenly looking back, the man was there.
The lights are dim.
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice.
Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
-Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing"
Jinse (Li Shangyin)
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Du Fu's Beauty
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
A good girl from Ziyun.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.
Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
Farewell to Banqiao is a poem by Li Shangyin, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty.
Looking back at Gaocheng River, the pavilion window presses the microwave. Narcissus was going to carp, and Furong cried all night.
13 years of good posture is light, living like a scepter in bud in early February. The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain.
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. -Tang Li Shangyin untitled
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke?
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's recent affair in the Northern Song Dynasty
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve. —— Ouyang Xiu in the Northern Song Dynasty gave birth to tea seeds.
Flowers fade, red apricots are small, swallows come and people walk around in the green water. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea!
Swing in the outer wall of the road, laity in the wall, beautiful woman laughing in the wall. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed. -Su Shi's love affair in the Northern Song Dynasty
Love is blind. It's a thousand miles away, San Xiao idiot. Zeng, a collection of proverbs in Hangzhou.
2. The cloud needs clothes, flowers and tolerance, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
The autumn wind is clear,
The autumn moon is bright.
Fallen leaves gather and disperse,
Western Western jackdaw recovered from the shock.
Xiang Xiang knows when,
This is an awkward time.
Korean) Anonymous
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.
Touch your hand and make a loom.
There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
The river is clear and shallow, and there are many differences.
Between water and water, there are no words.
Li Bai, an old cadre
My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We live together in an alley in Qiantang, both young and happy. Fourteen-year-old, your wife, too shy to laugh.
I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls. But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.
Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower. Then when I was sixteen, you left, Qutang.
Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky. Every old footprint in front of the door is hidden under green moss.
Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves. Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade. Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
Mai po Tang yuan yi Shi [Jin]
Ask the world, what is love, teach life and death?
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.
You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow?
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.
What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.
The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.
Centuries will last forever, singing, drinking and visiting Qiu Yan in order to leave it to poets.
In this poem, there are both: (Phoenix flies high) and (Phoenix flies high).
Ask any girl
If there is a beauty, I will never forget it. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily.
Phoenix flies, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
On behalf of the spare time, I want to speak my mind. When can I see Xu Xi and comfort me?
Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall.
If there is a beauty, I will never forget it. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily.
The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me.
Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall.
Zhang Tang Ji Jie Yin Fu
You know I have a husband. Give me two pearls.
Your lingering feeling lies in the red roller.
My tall building rises from the garden, and my lover holds a halberd in the bright light.
Knowing your heart is like the sun and the moon, and your husband vows to live and die together.
Tears fell in your eyes. I hate not meeting you before I got married.
Red autumn ear
Zhang Xian
A few stingrays, and then report to Ren Fangfei for rest. Cherish the spring and choose the residual red fold, the rain is light and the wind is strong, and the plum blossom is green. Yongfeng willow, no one is full of snow.
Don't pull strings, you can talk about it. Before the day is old, I can't get rid of my feelings. My heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside. After nightfall, the east window is not white, and the solitary light goes out.
Yang Liuzhi.
Wen tingjun
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
Baliuzi
Qin Guan
Rely on the dangerous pavilion, hate like grass, and you will still live.
After bidding farewell to Liu Waiqing, I was stunned when the water became red.
Let me get stuck in it?
Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me.
what can I do? Happiness flows gradually with the water.
Broken strings, less fragrance, as late as flying flowers.
Foggy, rainy and sunny.
Positive pin setting. My sad thoughts were deep, and suddenly the cry of an oriole came at me.
: Tang
Author: Lu Tong-"Thinking"
Content:
At that time, I was intoxicated by beautiful people, as beautiful as flowers.
Now the beauty has left me, and the brothel is a pearl in the sky.
Tianya Juanjuan Heng E month, 3528 surplus and deficiency.
I can't see my heart cut off when Cui Mei and Chan are parting.
Heart off, thousands of miles?
In my dream, I was drunk in Wushan cloud and felt tears dripping from Xiangjiang River.
The flowers and trees on both sides of Xiangjiang River are deep and beautiful.
You can play the lute when you are sad, but you have no confidant when you play the string.
Beauty is a beauty, I don't know why it is raining at dusk, facing the clouds!
Last night, I missed plum blossom hair and suddenly went to the window to suspect that it was a gentleman.
Guofeng Gao Feng Drum Music
Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.
From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.
Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
The seventh Han Yuefu folk song is evil.
Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!
Zhang Jiuling, full moon Philip Burkart one.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.
Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get darker, although I put on my coat, it didn't get warmer, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other?
Sender Zhang Bi.
Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
To a maid, Cui Jiao.
The prince's children rushed back, and the beautiful woman was wet with tears. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.
Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu
Before the bottle, I'm going to say I'm going back to China. I didn't say I was miserable in spring. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Los Angeles.
lily magnolia
stretch
On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off.
The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
Shan Gui < < Chu Ci ><
If someone is a mountain, Xue Lixi will take care of her daughter; Laughing is awkward and decent, and children are eager to be kind and gentle;
Take the red leopard from the text, and the Xinyi car will be noble; Being brought to Du Heng by Shi Lan Xi, I lost my mind;
The rest of the place can't see the sky, and the road can't be immune; The table is independent, Shan Ye,
Clouds look down; It's dark, foggy, the east wind is falling, and the gods are raining; Stay in practice and forget to return to your heart.
At the age of 20, I am embarrassed and grateful; Take "Three Shows in the Mountain" as an example, Shi Lei Schiller Gorman; Resentment for his son's melancholy,
I can't be idle when you miss me; People in the mountains are fragrant with Du Ruoxiang and drink pine and cypress in Yanquan; You think I am suspicious;
Thunder fills the rain, and the mouth of the cave rings at night; The wind is rustling and the wood is rustling. I miss my son and I am worried.