Poetry seeking affectionate confession

In Tibet:

Drums from the cold sea and moon,

Brief introduction of dajia temple in xun dynasty.

A kind of fun accords with the wishes of my two families.

The brocade hall is embroidered with curtains all day.

The road of sorrow is the export of years,

Bone cold only loves cloth and tapirs.

Repeatedly advise you to practice early.

Tibetan head:

Yanling respected the Han emperor,

Ge Jilin entered Haojing.

I only love Yichuan water,

Hanging curtains all day.

I feel white when I am far away.

It is not enough to say that I love my concubine.

You lead the way to explore the meaning.

Zang no:

Vaguely and calmly,

Temporary berthing at Luyang Pavilion for no reason.

The hatred in this world is partial to me,

White sand and jasper taste eternal.

Brother Shun is too far away from Miao Xun.

Love is always welcome.

There is no me and you here.

Gradual:

The fishing spots in Yanling are full at the beginning of the river.

After the war, there is dust.

Mainly because I'm thinner than you,

That night was like thinking about the atmosphere forever.

Clothes are hard to tailor,

But I don't think Qingshan likes names.

There is no me and you here.

Retreat:

Who saw the dense Xiao Yan,

The fourth battalion is gradually giving up its old and useless.

When your book is sealed, I will open it myself.

Never sleep on a sad night.

Because the sound is transmitted to the floating hills in the distance,

Sing to death for the name of a love poem.

You fall into the sand and enjoy the forest.

10 Na Lanxing's "Yu Meiren" is bleak, and the latter two should be the same, and the most is that it can't clear the grievances.

1 1 Zhang Jijie's song, tears return to the pearl, and I hate not meeting before marriage.

12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I begged this in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.

13 Chen Hengke's "The Portrait of Chunqi" has more than one shadow, so how can we live together without dying?

14 Zhi Zhu of Liang Qichao's Taiwan Province Province said that he missed the tree, but Shiro hated Mandy.

15 Xu gan's thought comes from the monarch, and the moon is dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?

16 Sima Guang meets Xijiang Moon. How can you feel heartless if you don't meet?

17 Gong Zizhen's prose is not heartless, but turned into spring mud to protect flowers.

18 is not old, and it is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

19 Huang Jingren's two poems about Qi Huai, one of which is like this star is not last night, and the wind dew stands in the middle of the night for who.

20 Li Shangyin untitled "The Third Sixth" I know that this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .

Tang Wan is a woman who attaches great importance to friendship. Her love with Lu You was a perfect combination, but it was destroyed in the secular wind and rain. Although Zhao Shicheng gave her emotional comfort, after all, the sea is difficult for water. The unforgettable love with Lu You has always remained in the deepest part of her emotional world. Since seeing Lu You's inscription, her heart has been difficult to calm down. Recalling the watery past, sighing the helpless world, the emotional fire tortured her, making her listless and unhappy, turning into a fallen leaf in the bleak autumn and quietly passing away with the wind. There is only a sentimental "Hairpin Phoenix", which makes people cry.

She could have had better relationships and memories. Human nature is:

What's more, things are different, and eventually they meet.

Shallow feelings are like the end, the clouds are uncertain and dreamlike.

The wishes of the poor are thinner than clouds and fresh water, and it is more difficult to be kind.

I didn't think about it carefully, but many places broke my heart. I don't agree with that person.

At this time, Lu You's career was in full swing. His literary talent was praised by Song Xiaozong, who was newly enthroned, and was awarded the background of Jinshi. Since then, my career has been smooth sailing, and I have been a servant of Bao Hua Pavilion. During this period, he not only devoted himself to politics, but also wrote a lot of poems reflecting his concern for the country and the people. At the age of 75, he wrote to ask for retirement and was awarded a gold belt to go home. Lu You has been wandering around the world for decades, trying to forget his sad past with Tang Wan. However, the farther away from home, the more Tang Wan's shadow haunts my mind. After returning from this tiring tour, Tang Wan has already passed away, which is already a twilight year. However, he still has a deep attachment to the past and Shen Yuan. He often wandered alone on the secluded path of the deep garden, recalling the scene that was deeply imprinted in his mind, and wrote the poem "Deep Garden Nostalgia":

First of all:

The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the old willow in Shenyuan does not fly;

This trip is a tribute to Shan Ye, but it is still a matter of suspense.

Second:

On the city, the sunset draws a corner, and there is no revival pool platform in Shen Yuan;

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which is suspected to be a stunning photo.

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If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.

Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.

Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

I hope people will live for a long time and be beautiful thousands of miles away.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

After a hundred flowers blossom into honey, who will work hard for and who will be sweet.

In the sky, a bird with two wings was with two branches of a tree that grew on the earth. ..

Ten years of life and death are endless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.

Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

I can't get rid of this feeling, just frown and take it to heart.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.

This time, what a sad sentence!

When you walk into my lovesick door, you know I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

I don't regret that my belt has widened. I am haggard for the sales in Iraq.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love.

I miss you every night, I don't see you, I drink the Yangtze River water.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

It's embarrassing to think about going to see it one day.

The spring breeze runs ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll bamboo curtains.

In the sky, the original love birds, and the earth that grew together, two branches of a tree. ..

The swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water, so it is hard to be disappointed.