A glass of wine will make me happy, and I will say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
There is moonlight in front of the window. Could it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
Where is the township book? Geese, return to Luoyang.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The avenue is sunny, but there is no way out for me.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
After seeing you off, I went back to Jiangcun village and spent the rest of my life alone.
Wan Li, a frequent visitor in autumn, climbed to this height alone with my hundred years of sorrow.
Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?
Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.