Drunk Flower Yin? (Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao)
The thick mist and thick clouds make the day long, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night. ?When I drink wine in Dongli after dusk, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers
A cut of plum blossoms? (Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty)
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. ?The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Die Lian Hua? (Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty)
The warm sun and sunny wind have just broken through the frost, the willow eyes and plum blossom cheeks have already felt the heartbeat of spring. Who can be with the drunkenness and poetry? Tears melt into the remaining pink flowers. ?At first try, I tried to clamp the gold thread seam on my shirt. I leaned against the mountain pillow and lost my hairpin head and phoenix. Holding my arms alone is full of sorrow and no good dreams, and the night is still full of lanterns and flowers.
Xingxiangzi·Qixi Festival? (Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao)
The cicadas sing in the grass, and the parasol trees fall in fright, which is a heavy sorrow in the world and in the sky. The clouds, the moon and the earth are locked with thousands of layers of locks. Even if they come and go, they will not meet each other. The magpie rides on the star bridge, and we only see each other after many years. If you want to leave love, don't hate being poor. Morning Glory and Weaver Girl are nothing but Li Zhong. It will be sunny for a moment, rain for a moment, and windy for a moment.
Complaining of one’s true love·It’s too late to remove makeup when one is too drunk at night? (Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao)
It’s too late to remove makeup when one is too drunk at night. Awakening from alcohol breaks spring sleep, and dreams are far from coming back. The people are quiet, the moon is shining, and the green curtains are hanging down. The remaining pistils are removed, the remaining fragrance is twisted, and the time is gained.
1. Source: These poems were written by Li Qingzhao, a female poet in the Song Dynasty, to relieve her inner boredom and miss her husband Zhao Mingcheng. They are included in "Complete Song Ci".
2. About the author: Li Qingzhao, a female poet in the Song Dynasty, known as Yi'an Jushi, was born in Zhangqiu, Jinan (now Jinan, Shandong). She is a rare talented woman in ancient China. She is good at calligraphy and painting, is proficient in epigraphy, and is especially good at poetry. Her lyrics are unique and have been passed down through the ages, and she is known as "a major lineage of lyricists". Her words are divided into early and late stages. In the early stage, he wrote mostly about his leisurely life, love life and natural scenery, with beautiful rhythm. For example, "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and the Remaining Jade Mat in Autumn" and so on. In the later period, I often lamented my life experience, recalled the past with nostalgia, and had a sad mood. Such as "The sound is slow·Looking for the sound". Her personality is as admirable as her work. She has both the virtuousness of a woman and the fortitude of a man; she has the cynical sentiments of ordinary people and her lofty patriotism. She has made many achievements in the field of literature.