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The autumn dew of Gui Po is slightly new, and the light Luo has been thin and has not been changed.
The silver zither has been played diligently for a long time at night, but I am timid and cannot bear to return to the empty room.
——Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Autumn Night Song"
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The sun sets through the screen window and no one sees the traces of tears in the golden house.
Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed.
——Tang Dynasty: Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment"
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It is better to go down to the Zhulou with new makeup, and be locked in the sorrow of the spring scenery.
Walking to the atrium and counting flowers, dragonflies flew up to the jade and scratched their heads.
——Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi's "Spring Poems"
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The sun shines on the screen window and the wind shakes the door, and the fragrant flowers wipe my hands to reveal the spring.
The four cloisters cover up the loneliness, and the green parrots face the red roses.
——Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Sunshot"
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The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, lying down watching Altair and Vega.
——Tang Dynasty: Du Mu's "Autumn Evening"
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There are no books on the shelf, and I can't read them because I am too sleepy.
There is also a harp in the box, but my hands are too weak to play.
The waist cannot be worn, and the head cannot be crowned.
Sleep as much as you want in the afternoon, and eat whatever you want at noon.
A meal will keep you full all day long, and a good night’s sleep will keep you satisfied.
Hungry and cold are also idle things, but the situation is not hungry and cold.
——Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's "Unable"
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I am combing my hair in a bun, worried and lazy to paint, and my mood is at a loss. I feel haggard as a new arrival, and my gold-threaded clothes are wide. Recognizing this careless and arrogant attitude, he scolded others as if he was idle. Straighten up your beauty, stay lonely and lonely, and strive for peace of mind.
I have passed the Old Testament as before, even when I was cheating on me, I stole the servant girl from the clouds. When will I come back? The Xiang Pavilion is deeply closed. Waiting for Yi Yao, You Yun is in the rain, wrapped in embroidered quilt, and can't rejoice with him. The intercourse goes deeper, the interrogations are endless, and I will dare to be more unprovoked in the future.
——Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's "Jin Tang Chun · Falling Bun and Carelessly Combing"