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.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . "Spring silkworms will weave until they die, and the wick will cry every night." These two poems have been borrowed by many men and women in love as a confession of vows of eternal love. Literally, this is an extremely touching love poem. The first couplet is about parting when we meet for a short time, while the couplet is about our unswerving love determination. The neck couplet is about the bleak lovesickness after parting, and the tail couplet is about expecting each other only by letters after parting. If it is a frustrated poem, it can be understood as: the poet was briefly met by Ling, asking for help and expressing sincerity to him, while Ling pretended not to know and was indifferent, which made Li Shangyin very sad and helpless. Two untitled poems (choose one) were deeply sad in Mochow Palace and reveled all night.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.
I am a weak lingzhi, biased by storms; I'm Lingfang, but I don't have any fragrant leaves.
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Literally, this poem is about a woman who lives alone and confides her loneliness and sadness to her lover. The first couplet is about a sad night, and she lies alone thinking about the past; Zhuan Xu wrote that he had a good time with his sweetheart, and only when he woke up did he know it was a big dream. The necklace says that she is weak and fragile, and only moonlight and rain can reveal fragrance; William wrote that she knew unrequited love was meaningless. She loved him and missed his melancholy. If it is understood as a love poem, how lingering a woman's lovesickness alone is! If it is a frustrated poem, it can also make sense. The poets of the First League lost sleep and recalled the past; Zhuan Xu wrote that he was involved in the party struggle because he married the king, which seemed like a big dream, but he did not "take refuge" in the Li Party; Jing Lian wrote that he was hit by the political vortex for many years, and his talent could not be revealed and displayed; William wrote many times (to Ling Huxuan) to explain his request, but he still couldn't get it. Although he was desperate, he was helpless and had to drink this melancholy alone. Untitled four songs (choose one) misty rain is blowing from the east wind, and the wheels outside the Furong pool are faintly ringing.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .