1. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems
Far away from sorrow, the day is slanting, and the whip refers to the horizon.
falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers.
The vast sadness of parting extends to the distant place where the sun sets. When you leave Beijing, you will feel like you are at the end of the world with a whip to the east. I quit my job and went home like a fallen flower from a branch, but it is not a heartless thing. It has turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
2. Chrysanthemum
In autumn, the bushes around the house are like Taoists, and they are gradually inclined around the fence.
it's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but this flower is even more barren.
Clusters of autumn chrysanthemums surround the house, which looks like Tao Yuanming's home. Watch chrysanthemums around the fence, and before you know it, the sun is setting. It's not because chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but because chrysanthemums can't see better flowers after they bloom.
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There are also the following ancient poems about romantic affairs:
1. jathyapple
The moonlight is deeper than half a family, and the Beidou is dry in the south.
tonight, I know it's warm in spring, and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screen.
The night is still deeper. The moonlight only illuminates half of people's houses, and the other half is hidden in the dark. The Big Dipper is tilted, and so is the Southern Dipper. I didn't know the coming of spring until tonight, because you heard the insects chirping outside the window screen that was reflected by leaves, and it was the first time that it reached the house.
2. Whispering flute in Los Angeles on a spring night
The sound of Yu Di's dark flying scattered into the spring breeze.
I heard that the willow was broken in this nocturne, so no one can miss his hometown.
whose exquisite flute is making melodious sound secretly? As the spring breeze flutters, it spreads all over Luoyang. In tonight's song, when I hear the "Broken Willow" in my hometown, no one will feel homesick.