In spring, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. Who is young and romantic?
I'm going to marry him and grow old together. Don't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned.
Spring outing, the wind blows apricot flowers everywhere. Who's the teenager on Yuan Ye Trail? He is handsome and personable. I think if I can marry him, my life will be satisfied. Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you will never regret it.
2. A suggestion from Bai Juyi to his friend Liu in Tang Dynasty.
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson. It's getting dark and snow is coming. Can I have a cup of hot wine in my humble place?
3. Bai Juyi's acacia bian in Tang Dynasty.
Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad.
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.
Thoughts of missing her husband, such as Bianshui and Surabaya, flow south to Guazhou Ferry, and are sad and undulating like mountains in the south of the Yangtze River. Miss, hate, where is the end? You won't stop until you come back. A bright moon shines in the sky, and I lean against the building and feel sad.
4. Deep Courtyard by Feng Yansi/Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty.
In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where noble sons play, and climbing tall buildings can't see the way to Zhangtai. In the stormy late spring of March, no matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.
5. Li Bai's 357 words in Tang Dynasty
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him.
The autumn wind is slightly cold, and the autumn moon is bright and thorough. The fallen leaves gathered and were blown away, and the sleep in western Western jackdaw was awakened. I miss each other very much, but I don't know when I can meet you. At this moment, I can't bear to feel sorry for myself on this autumn night. If someone can be in my mind, they will certainly understand the suffering of this kind of lovesickness. When I miss you all the time, I will always remember your appearance and all kinds of things in the past. Sometimes I miss you more, and I miss you endlessly.
6. Jinse by Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth? Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu. Things change, the bright moon is in the sky, and Jiao Ren's tears are all beads; Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke. Why do you want to recall this scene now? I just didn't know how to cherish it then.
7. Chun Qing by Xu Zaisi in Yuan Dynasty.
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.
There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go. When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.
I don't know what acacia is from birth to now, and I only know what acacia is, but I am deeply tortured by acacia. The body is like a cloud, the heart is like a fly, and the gas is like a wisp of hair. There is a faint scent here. Where are the eager couples? When is the pain of lovesickness the most severe? It's when the lights are half dim and the moon is half bright and half dark.
8. There are many leaks of jade and incense in the Tang Dynasty.
Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si. The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold.
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The jade stove spits smoke, the red candle drops tears, and the swaying light and shadow reflect the sadness of the gorgeous house. Her moth eyebrows have faded, her sideburns are messy, and she can't sleep at night, only her pillow is cold. The buttonwood tree outside the window was wet by the cold rain in the middle of the night, whether she was sad for the departure in the room or not. Drop by drop, raindrops pounded the leaves of buttonwood and fell on the deserted stone steps until dawn.
9. Zhu He in the Song Dynasty, Jade Case, Lingbo Only Hengtang Road.
Ling Bo didn't cross the pond road, just watching and letting the dust settle. Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a bamboo building with locked windows, is only called Spring.
Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence. How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
Tang Qian hurried by with a light lotus step, only to see her floating away like incense dust. This is a time of youth, but who can celebrate with her? In the courtyard where the crescent bridge was built, the scarlet doors reflected beautiful windows. Only spring will know where she lives. Flying clouds in the sky swept through the air, and the small continent covering Du Heng was looming in the twilight. The beauty left and never came back. I write sad poems with crayons. Ask me how deep and how long my sadness is. Like misty rain and a stream of grass, like catkins floating in the wind, the plum tree rain in Huangshi is endless.
10, Qing Ping Le Hong Xiao Jianzi by Yan Shu in Song Dynasty.
Small print means business is average. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out.
The setting sun leans on the west wing alone, and the distant mountain is facing the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward.
Exquisite red stationery is full of fine print, telling my love for you all my life. Wild geese fly in the clouds and fish play in the water. This melancholy feeling is difficult to convey. In the sunset, I leaned against the west wing alone, and the distant mountain happened to face the curtain hook on the window. I don't know where the peach blossom face has gone, but the blue waves and green waters still flow eastward.