What are the poems that describe "moving very slowly"?

1. The long pavilion is full of resentment and slowly blows out

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

Yu Po likes to make his own songs. The first sentence means long and short sentences, and then it is combined with the law, so there are many differences between the front and back. Huan Da Sima said: "In the past, we planted willows in the south of Han Dynasty. Now we see them crumbling, and we are in the rivers and lakes. The trees are like this, how can people be embarrassed?" I deeply love these words.

It gradually blows away, and the branches are fragrant. This is a house with deep green doors. Yuanpu lingers, where is the sail in chaos? There are so many people watching, who can be like the pavilion tree? If the tree had feelings, it would not be green like this!

At dusk, the high city was gone, only countless mountains were visible. Wei Lang is leaving, how can he forget to share the money with Yuhuan? The first is to come back early, fearing that no one will be in charge of Hongcalyx. It's hard to cut away the thousands of strands of sorrow even if there is nothing but a knife.

2. The slow waves on the sand·Mengjue that there is a ray of wind through the window

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Mengjue that there is a ray of wind through the window and the cold light blows. When I woke up from the drunkenness, I heard that the stairs were empty and it was raining frequently at night. Sorry, I have been a guest from far away for a long time. With a beautiful woman and a few words of alliance, I endured it. The joyful meeting in the past suddenly turned into sadness. ? Extremely sad, I thought about it again and again. Deep in the bridal chamber, I drank and sang several times, and the fragrance warmed the mandarin duck quilt. How could they evacuate temporarily? Fei couldn't help it. There are thousands of kinds of clouds and rain, and we cherish each other. Just now, the sky is forever, and we are separated from each other for no reason. When did you know that you would embrace Qin Yuntai? I was lying on the pillow with a low curtain, and talked softly and carefully. Every night in Jiangxiang, I thought more about it after the cold weather.

3. Shizhouman·Cold water follows the trace

Song Dynasty: Zhang Yuanqian

The cold water follows the trace, the spring is gradually returning, and the smoke is broad on the sand. The plum blossoms in the stream are fragrant in the clear light, and the cold pistils are blooming in several branches. Old hatreds at the end of the world, try to see how much the soul disappears, the mountains outside the pavilion gate overlap. If you don't have blue eyes, it's the time when sorrow comes.

Emotional. The painting building is closed deep, I want to see the east wind, and the snow is hidden in my skin. Live up to the clouds and rain in front of your pillow, respect the flowers and moon in front of you. Wherever my heart is concerned, there is even more desolation, which I say when I stay and return diligently. When we arrive, we meet again, just after years of separation.

4. Magnolia Slow·Drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Poor moon, where is it going? Is it a different world, only seen over there, with light and shadow to the east? It's the sky, the sky is full of sweat, but the wind is blowing brightly to send you the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who can tie the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay?

It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and being in a trance makes people sad. Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally. A toad is so worthy of bathing in the water. How can a jade rabbit explain the ups and downs? If everything is fine, how come it gradually becomes like a hook?

5. Yangzhou Man·Huaizuo Famous Capital

Song Dynasty: Jiang Kui

On the solstice of Chunxi Bingshen, I passed Weiyang. It's snowing at night, and I can see the shepherd's wheat. When you enter the city, you will see the depression all around, the cold water is turning green, the dusk is gradually rising, and the garrison horns are mourning. I feel sad and sigh about the past and present, because I live this song by myself. The old man Qianyan thought that there was a sadness in "millet separation".

The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, Xie An Shao was stationed in the first journey. Ten miles past the spring breeze. All the shepherds and wheat are green. Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees and trees in the pond were abandoned, and they were still tired of talking about soldiers. It's getting dusk, and the clear corners are blowing cold. All in the empty city. ?

Du Lang’s handsome reward, now, is so important that I am shocked. Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to describe it with deep emotion. The Twenty-Four Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and the cold moon is silent. Reading the red medicine beside the bridge, I know who I was born for every year.