Author: Li Bai
Original text:
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.
Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds!
Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.
The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? .
Sauvignon Blanc, soul-destroying!
Explanation:
Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, we are in Chang 'an. Crickets often wail in autumn and sound from Jin Jinglan. Thin frost sends cold, and bamboo mats feel cold; I miss her at night, and the lonely lamp dims with me. Roll up the curtains to see the bright moon, sighing at the bright moon in vain;
As beautiful as flowers and jade, it seems to be separated from the clouds! Green is mysterious, the sky is boundless blue sky, the water is boundless, and the waves of soup are below. How hard it is for souls to fly; There are many barriers between mountains, and it is difficult to meet the soul. Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc, often lovesickness destroys the heart!
2. It's hard to go
Author: Li Bai
Original text:
The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10 thousand copper coins and a hip flask, and I am ashamed of 10 thousand yuan.
I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow.
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Explanation:
Jinbei famous wine, per barrel 1000 yuan; The exquisite dishes in the jade plate are worth 10 thousand yuan.
I feel depressed in my chest. You can't eat without drinking. Draw your sword and look around, my heart is really at a loss.
Want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the vast snow has already closed the mountain.
Like Lushang Yuxi, waiting for a comeback; Yi Yin is employed by Shang Tang.
How difficult it is! How difficult it is! There are many roads. Where is the real avenue?
I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea!
3. "Yuge, Ling Bo, don't cross Hengtang Road"
Author: He Zhu
Original text:
Ling Bo doesn't cross Hengtang Road. But after reading it, Chen Fang left. Who was the degree of Golden Flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a Zhu Hu with a locked window. Only spring knows this place.
Feiyun Ran Ran died at dusk. The new topic of crayons is heartbreaking sentences. If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind. It rains when plums are yellow.
Explanation:
Her light footsteps did not cross the Hengtang Road, but she still stared at you and sent you away with the fragrance. Who can compare with this splendid Spring Festival? In the flower garden beside the bridge under the moon, the flower windows and Zhumen are all large families. Only Chunfeng knows where she lives.
The clouds rolled freely and the sun gradually disappeared in the suburbs. I just wrote a heartbreaking poem with crayons. If you ask me how sad I am. Just like endless tobacco, catkins flying all over the city, and the continuous plum rain in Huangshi.
4. "Bodhisattva Manzhen Jingyan Mountain Road"
Author: Nalan Xingde
Original text:
Hazelnuts and thorns are all over the mountain, and they don't live for worrying people. Where in Chang 'an, wet clouds blow rain and cold. My heart is about to break, it should be sad tears in autumn. There are many tears in the guest, and there is nothing to return.
Explanation:
The remote place is full of thorns and barren eyes, which makes people feel desolate. The geese flying south will not stop, because they often touch people's homesickness. Looking at the distance, the line of sight falls, the clouds are cold and the rain is cold, and the hometown is out of reach, and it is far away.
Sad, my heart is broken. Clear tears seem to be spilled for sad autumn. People in other places are in tears. However, even if you go back to China, what can you do?
The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.
Author: Li Shangyin
Original text:
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.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Explanation:
The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Moreover, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, is even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes. Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear.
Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.