Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.
Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string.
Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreamed of returning to their hometown and were awakened by the war thousands of miles away. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy.
Make a name for the country, not be old with Frost Star. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home. I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. Cocoa mountains and rivers have few bosom friends, even if the string is broken, who will listen?
2. Three poems "It's hard to walk" (below)
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The road of life is so broad, but I have no way out. ? I have no face to follow those people who have no guts to bet on pears and chestnuts.
I don't mean to grovel in the door of power, as Feng Xuan complained. At that time, people in Huaiyin laughed at the ministers of the Han Dynasty for their cowardice and incompetence, but they were jealous of Jia Yi's Excellence.
You see, in ancient Yan Zhaowang, Guo Kun was highly valued, Hui Zhejie was embraced, and the corporal was humble. Juxin and Le Yi were grateful for their kindness. They tried their best to serve the monarch with their talents. But Yan Zhaowang died early, who can reuse the wise men like him? The road is hard, I must go back!
Although the avenue is as wide as the sky, I have no way to go. I don't want to play gambling games like cockfighting and running dogs with rich children in Chang 'an. I don't like playing with swords and complaining like Feng Xuan and grovelling before power. Han Xin was laughed at by Huaiyin people before he became rich, and Jia Yi was so talented that he was envied by Han officials.
Have you noticed that in ancient times, Yan Zhaowang attached great importance to Guo Kun and was loyal and humble to the corporal, so there was no suspicion. The drama is sympathetic, grateful, kind, honest and wise, and serves the monarch with his own talents. Now that Yan Zhaowang's bones are hidden in weeds, who can reuse a wise man like him? Times are hard, I want to go home!
Step 3 "Listen to the piano"
Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing
The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
The lyre plays a cool tune with ups and downs, and listening carefully is like the rolling sound of a pine tree. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
"I feel here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree."
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree. Its leaves are green all winter. Not because the soil is getting warmer, but because it is accustomed to the cold by nature.
Although it may serve your distinguished guests, you leave it here, far below the mountains and rivers ... Environment determines fate, and cause and effect is an infinite cycle.
You planted your peach trees and plums and forgot the shade of another tree?
The orange leaves in the south of the Yangtze River are lush, and the four seasons are evergreen after winter. It has both the warmth of the south and the nature of pine and cypress. The recommended guests will be praised. How can the mountain be blocked by water? Fate is often different, and the mystery of causal cycle is difficult to find. Just that peaches and plums have fruits and forests, isn't Dan orange cloudy?
5. "Poor girl"
Tang Dynasty: Qin Taoyu
Living under a thatched cottage and never wearing fragrant silk, she is eager to arrange a marriage, but how dare she? . Who would have known her cutest simple face, dressed frugally in the era of pity.
Her finger embroidery is unparalleled, but she can't compete with painting eyebrows. Year after year, she sewed gold thread for other girls in the bridal gown.
The daughter of a poor family doesn't know how to continue the fragrance of the leading edge, and she is even more sad to find a good matchmaker. Who can love my noble character and sentiment? But they all like the fashionable frugal makeup. Dare to boast that the ten-fingered dexterous needle and thread are beautifully done, and never stroke your eyebrows every day to argue with others. I deeply hate holding gold thread embroidery in my hand every year, which is the wedding dress of a rich lady.