Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed. 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. Pengshan, there is no road here. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . This poem is a seven-character poem, and the two couplets in the middle are antithetical structures. Seven-character rhyme (starting from a fixed pattern): The first rhyme (rhyme cold: or rhyme red) was long before I met her, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. 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. Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Reference:. myblog.yahoo/khwang_99/article? Mid = 48 & ampprev = 49 & Next =- 1