Ancient poems to celebrate Women’s Day:
"Untitled"
A river of youth suddenly flows away, mother! I am next to a blue sky Stopped, my bicycle leaned against the sun, the blue sky under the water, the deep and vast water: the boundless clouds, the wandering clouds everywhere. At this time, the flowers in my life suddenly bloomed, this is the messy beauty everywhere!
I drank the waves and rode the waves on my bicycle until the wheels rolled away. I was far away, far away - completely disappeared!
My body was left in a vast expanse of endless blue. Next to the color, what is left is my poems recording life,
The flowers of destiny are blooming -
What is left is my green mountains and green waters, life and labor, and what is left of me is my mother's Live by dedicating poems
Live, melancholy, singing, and full of hope
Waiting for your return!
"Silkworm Woman"
Song Dynasty ：Zhang Yu
I entered the city yesterday and came back with tears in my eyes.
Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers.
"Spring Thoughts" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai Yancao is like Bisi, Qin mulberry has low green branches. When you are pregnant and return home, it is the time when your concubine is heartbroken. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?
"Four Poems on a Journey to Longxi·Part 2"
Tang Dynasty: Chen Tao
Swore to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of his own safety, and five thousand mink brocades were lost to Hu Chen.
The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream!
"Grudge between Boudoirs"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The young woman in the boudoir does not know her sorrows, and goes up to the green building with makeup on the spring day.
Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a title.
"Lang Tao Sha·Asking about the Jiang Tide and the Sea Water"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Asking about the river tide and the sea water, how are they like the love of a king and the heart of a concubine?
Hatefulness is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.