I am a poor and pitiful wanderer, just to drink all my sorrows and joys. I wish you good health, wine owner.
That year, my father went to the west and spent money in a foreign land. The broken willow at the door of my house disappeared.
Well, I heard that when Ma Zhou was a guest in Sanfeng, it was old and deserted.
A few short lines won the favor of the emperor.
I have lost my soul and can't call it back. A rooster, the world is bright.
Young people should have ambition, who will pity you alone and sigh?
Liu Yuxi's Langtaosha No.8
Mo Tao's slanderers are as deep as waves, and Mo Tao's activists are as heavy as sand.
Although it is hard, it is difficult to blow out crazy sand when it is not golden.
Wang Wei's My Retreat in Zhongnanshan
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Cao Zhi's Seven Wounded Poems: The Bright Moon Shines on Tall Buildings
The moon shines on the tall buildings, and the lights upstairs are swaying.
There is a sad woman sighing upstairs.
Who is the sigh upstairs? The speakers are the guest's son and wife.
My husband has been away for more than ten years, and he is often timid alone.
My husband is like dust on the road, like mud in dirty water.
Floating dust and mud are different, when can we meet harmoniously?
Yes, I want to turn into a southwest wind and disappear into my husband's arms!
My husband's heart is no longer open to me. What can I rely on?