Autumn insects fought for a long time at night. Listen carefully to the frogs in Liutang.
Why do you get drunk when you meet in life? A bright moon is better than wine.
Listen to the rain on a spring night.
In the rain, people stopped the pace of spring, and at night, thunder and frogs began to sing.
I miss the branches like flowers, listen to the rain outside the window and look forward to a new sunny day.
Shangxichun River
In vain, I was sad before the spring blossoms, and I went to the field to be a soldier alone.
A thousand days of sorrow accompanied by flying snow, Wan Li wild sand blowing the north wind.
Who can I tell without the moon? I am in tears tonight.
Wandering home every night, the mountains are high and the water is deep, and it is difficult to stop the soul.
Expressing ambition, poetry and harmony
Don't say how bumpy the future is, and don't say that life is unsuccessful.
Everyone says he is difficult, but it is easy to pity anyone in the world.
Success or failure is up to me. Don't give up for the time being.
But with a belief as strong as iron, small ants can still achieve great things.
Expressing ambition, poetry and harmony
Do good without blessing, do evil without believing in Buddha.
All things belong to the same family, and love does not need to ask about blood.
Share the infinite beauty of the world and spread love to the whole world.
But it is better to make all living things happy than to live alone.
Expressing ambition, poetry and harmony
I hate that thousands of years ago, * * * and Li Bai enjoyed the moon.
Wang Meng and Gao Cen share the same ambition, while the Eight Immortals talk to each other.
The breeze blows the moon and the sky will dawn, helping each other to sleep in the mountains.
But if life is closer, why not cherish beetles for wine?
Send a message to your comrades-in-arms
Recalling the past and returning home, I sent my friend away with tears in my eyes.
Snow has feelings, wind has tears, and green hills are silent.
Don't be afraid to go far this day, it is estimated that he will never meet again.
Life is rarely a brother, but when you leave, love is the truest.
Xichun River in Jiangnan
The cold in March in Shencheng has not disappeared, and the willow branches and leaves are beginning to bloom.
Birds sing all day, bees and butterflies fly in front of flowers.
Is there a spring that will never return? Don't shed tears.
We'll talk about it in detail when we meet. In the dream, the moon in Jiangnan is very quiet.
Give peace to friends.
Heaven doesn't make love, leaving tears.
A bosom friend is not far away, and I wish my heart a lifetime.
Recalling the visit to Fengxi Road last night, the moonlight was like a dream.
It seems that after a thousand years of this scene, we will have a threesome with a smile.