Untitled Li shangyin
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! . …
I want to wake up after being drunk. "It's still you."
Li Shangyin wrote in the poem "Du Gongbu stays in Shu": "Fine wine can be sent to Chengdu for the old and Zhuo Wenjun for the old.
Looking through the rain, the "white doors" are sparse.
Li Shangyin's Spring Rain is coming, and I'm lying in bed in a white coat, thinking only about Baimancheng, where I can't go.
The shadow of the old courtyard gate is deep.
How deep is Li Shangyin's courtyard in Notes to Northern Friends on a Rainy Night? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Why don't I take the golden harp with you?
Li shangyin, I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
The trees in front of the courtyard moved peach after peach.
Judging Spring: Li Shangyin is a peach and plum, and Inoue is a fragrant year. Laugh like a mirror, but don't hide the wall when peeping.
I signed it, leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain.
In Li Shangyin's Love Visits Cui Yong and Cuizhou in the Snail Pavilion, there is a saying that "the autumn frost flies late, leaving the Netherlands to listen to the rain"