Li Qingzhao (1March 08413-11May 55 12), a poetess in the Song Dynasty and a representative of the graceful and restrained school, is known as "the first talented woman in history". In the lyrics, he wrote more about his early leisure life, his later life experience and sentimental mood.
1. Slow voice, searching.
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? The plane tree leaves are dripping, and it is still dripping at dusk. How can such a scene end with a "sad" word!
2. Wuling Spring Festival Gala
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.
The wind stopped, the dust smelled of flowers, and the flowers had withered. The sun has risen high, but I'm too lazy to dress up. The scenery remains the same, the personnel have changed, and everything is over. I wanted to pour out my feelings, but before I could speak, tears came down first.
3. A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade long autumn.
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
4. Drunken flowers, mist, thick clouds and eternal sadness
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
I drank until dusk in Dongli, and the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve. Don't say clear autumn doesn't hurt people. The west wind rolls a bead curtain, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the yellow flowers.
5. Qingpingle Shirley every year
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes.
I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I was often addicted to the interest in plum blossom. Later, although Mei Zhi had it, she was not in a good mood to enjoy it. She just wiped it casually, but tears flowed all over her clothes.
6. Tell the truth, get drunk at night and remove makeup later.
It's late to get drunk and remove makeup at night, and the plum calyx is stuck in the branch. Wake up after drinking, sleep in the spring, dream away.
People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. More time-consuming and more fragrant.
I got drunk at night, took off my makeup and fell asleep before taking off my clothes, and the branches of plum blossoms were still jumping on my bun. The rich fragrance of flowers awakened me from drunkenness, and my heart was filled with infinite melancholy. I haven't reached my hometown yet, because the fragrance of flowers shocked my dream.
7. butterfly lovers was wet with tears and covered in powder.
Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain smells lonely.
Say goodbye to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and shallow. It's better to read books in yan zhen than Penglai in the east.
When I broke up with my sisters, tears of farewell wet my clothes and cheeks. The farewell "Yangguanqu" was sung again and again, even if there are thousands of words, it is difficult to say goodbye. Now I am in a foreign land, looking at Laizhou Mountain. Boarding home, drizzling autumn rain, can not help but make people feel infinite sadness.
8. Liang Zhu, warm rain and sunny wind broke the freeze for the first time.
Warm rain, sunny wind, the beginning of breaking ice, the eyes of willow leaves and the cheeks of plum all feel the heart of spring. Who and * * *? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.
At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix. There is no good dream when you are alone and heartbroken, but you still have to cut your snuff in the middle of the night.
How can she have a good dream when she is lonely and sad? Only in the middle of the night, holding snuff in my hand, thinking about my lover.
9. Touch your lips and think about it.
Lonely boudoir, an inch of sorrow in my heart. Xichun. When will it rain?
Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
In this lonely late spring, every inch of acacia has withered, even if the spring is beautiful, it is also ruthless. Whispered: "My love, where are you?" There is only an endless decadent grassland in front of us, paved with a path that lovers must take.
10. Hangxiangzitian and
The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming. Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn.
The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
The courtyard at dusk gives people a sad feeling, and after waking up, the past emerges to make them more worried. How can you stand the long night and the bright moon shining on this empty bed? Listening to the sound of smashing clothes in the distance, the long shrill cry of crickets and the long leaking sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.