1. "Guan Ju"
Pre-Qin: Anonymous
Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.
Scattered waterlilies flow left and right. A graceful lady, I long for her.
I can’t get what I want, so I sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning.
Pick them from left to right. A graceful lady, she is a friend of the piano and the harp.
There are different kinds of waterlilies, which are sprouted on the left and right sides. The fair lady is played with bells and drums.
2. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·Red Lotus Root Fragrance Remaining Jade Mat Autumn"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Red Lotus Root Fragrance Remaining Jade Mat Autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
3. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan/Looking at the Moon and Nostalgia for the Past"
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lover complains about the distant night, but falls in love at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
4. "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright,
Falling leaves Gathering and dispersing, jackdaws roost and startle again.
When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night!
Enter my lovesickness door and know that my lovesickness is painful.
I miss you forever, but I miss you forever.
If I had known that it would be such a troubling thing, why would I not have known each other in the first place.
5. "Die Lian Hua·Standing and Leaning on the Dangerous Building, the Breeze is Slowing"
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Standing and leaning on the dangerous building, the breeze is blowing, looking forward to the sorrow of spring. Darkness grows in the sky. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word to say who will be silent.
I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.