Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" Last night the westerly wind blew the green trees, I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world
Bu Suanzi? Ode to Plum Blossoms
Lu You
Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, but I will be jealous of others. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Rumengling
Li Qingzhao
I often remember that the sun is setting in Xiting, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.
"Qing Ping Le" Huang Tingjian
Where does spring go? Lonely and without a way to travel, if someone knows where spring is going, he can call him back to live with me.
Yong Yule, nostalgic for the past in Guting, North of Jingkou
Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, and Sun Zhong seeks a place. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain.
The grass and trees in the setting sun, the ordinary alleys, where the humane slaves once lived. I remember those days when we were fierce and powerful, and we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hurried visit to the north. Forty-three years, I still remember the hope, and the beacon is brightening the road. But looking back, under the Buddha and Li Temple, there is a sacred crow drum! Who can ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
Magpie Bridge Immortal (Qin Guan)
The fine clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. Once the golden phoenix and the jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the two love lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?
The Bodhisattva hides the book on the stoma wall of Jiangxi (Xin Qiji)
The clear river water under Yugu Terrace, how many passers-by are crying in the middle . Looking northwest to Chang'an, one can see countless mountains.
The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. When the river was in sorrow at night, I heard partridges deep in the mountains
The Green Jade Case (Xin Qiji)
The east wind blew thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and they even blew down, and the stars were like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
The moth is covered with golden strands of snow and willow, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. The crowd has searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man is there, in the dimly lit place.