The poppies (Mao Zedong)
How sad are the piles of people on the pillow?
The river and sea are churning with waves.
How can it be difficult to see the sky when the night is long?
I have no choice but to put on my clothes and sit up in the cold.
Every thought turns to ashes when dawn comes,
I am so exhausted that I have nothing to rely on.
The waning moon flows westward,
There is no reason not to shed tears.
Yu Meiren (Jiang Jie)
The silky willows and silky rain, spring is in the dark place.
Lou'er was too young to hide her worries. She and Yunfei went to find the return boat several times.
God pities the Hakka village, which is far away, and lends it to me to spend some time with flowers.
The red begonias are close to the green curtains, and the bead curtains have just been rolled up, but it is cold in the evening.
Poppy (Zhao Dong)
The broken flowers are scattered and dance sadly, and the eyebrows in the courtyard are miserable.
Farewell scenery comes around, but the infatuation makes it difficult to shed tears.
How come the gentleness is dispersed, the love and hate are heard.
The sadness at the end of the song is heart-breaking, and I hope it will turn into a beautiful butterfly flying on the tomb.
Poppy Beauty (Su Shi)
I spent the Qingming Festival deep in the courtyard.
The peaches and plums are first red.
Willow silk is placed on the jade railing.
It is raining lightly and slightly cold outside the curtain.
The terrace and pavilions become brighter in the evening when the weather clears.
Already drunk before putting together flowers.
The quiet moon invades the corridor in the middle of the night.
Walking around alone, good at thinking.
Yu Meiren (Ouyang Xiu)
The incense in the stove will always be white in the daytime.
The wind moves the golden luan's forehead.
The painted screen covers the small mountains and rivers in the cold.
The pillow marks are round when sleeping.
Falling flowers.
The height of the building is less than half that of Yanxiao.
Looking with longing eyes.
The bright and masculine love frustrates the melancholy.
Therefore, there are fragrant grass and green clouds.
Resent the king and grandson.
Yu Meiren (Xin Qiji)
Back then, she was as proud as the grass.
The spring breeze is good every day.
When all the strength is exhausted, there is a sad song.
After drinking Yuxi, from now on, what will you do?
The world does not recognize sincerity and suffering.
Greedy to watch Qingqing Wu.
Suddenly, her sleeves were gathered together but she was still graceful.
I'm afraid there is still a Chu song in the song
Yu Meiren (Li Yu)
The wind returns to the small courtyard and the greenery,
Willow eyes and spring continue.
I have been silent for half a day,
The sound of bamboo and the crescent moon are still the same as before.
The music and songs have not yet dispersed, and the emperor is still there.
The ice on the pond is beginning to melt.
The candles are bright and the fragrance is dark, and the building is deep.
My temples are full of clear frost and lingering snow.
Yu Meiren (Liu Chenweng)
There must be someone who can twist her heart.
The dizziness is like a delicate dimple.
A trace of the bright moon in the old spring night.
Just like the plump breasts and trendy face, it has never been sold.
In those days, ingots were opened on the palm of the hand.
Half Yang Fei’s claws.
If you teach this, you will become an idiot.
No matter how high the wall is, there is no way out.
Yu Meiren (Huang Tingjian)
There is also a message from the south of the Yangtze River at the end of the world, and the plum blossoms break and spring is near.
The late night breeze is so gentle and fragrant that the flowers bloom all over the south-facing branches.
The pink flowers on the jade platform floated to the center of the eyebrows due to jealousy.
I would like to have a deep cup in my life, and to be young and old after ten years in the country.
Peach poppies (Qin Guan)
The green peaches planted in the sky and dew are not ordinary flowers.
The water is lingering in the depths of the chaotic mountains, but it is a pity that only one branch is like a painting, for whom it blooms.
There is no limit to the light cold and drizzle. It is difficult to control it without spring.
It doesn't matter if you get drunk for the king, I'm afraid it will break your heart when you wake up
Yu Meiren (Qin Guan)
Gaocheng looked through the dust like mist and disappeared. Joint Office.
At the end of the small bay outside Sunset Village, there are only countless willow flowers, which are sent back to the boat.
We meet each other frequently, but we just hate being far away from each other.
If you want to send your hatred to the brothel, you will fight against the ruthless river, which will not flow westward.
Yu Meiren (Jiang Kui)
The West Garden was once drunk by plum blossoms.
The leaves are covered with thin spring clouds.
The jade flute blows through the curtains on a cool night.
Lie down and watch the branches of flowers swaying.
Pingping Niao Niao teaches who to cherish.
Air pressure gauze side.
There is moss in the north of Agarwood Pavilion.
Only the butterflies flew by themselves at that time
The poppies (Xin Qiji)
The flowers all wept and came to the morning dew.
Go back in the spring.
I don’t know that there is tea in the court.
I steal the beauty of spring and am afraid of knowing it.
Light in taste, clear in taste.
The flying catkins and the remaining heroes escape.
The dew essence penetrates the skin slightly with jade fragrance.
Just like Concubine Yang’s first trial of orchid soup
The poppy poppy (Liu Chenweng)
The plum blossoms have returned in spring.
After all, there is less cold in spring.
The mountains are covered with snow and wind.
It is even better than the Yin Mountains, the sea, and the cellars.
The only thing you can do is grow old.
Only the Chinese style can change.
When I was drunk, I was lucky that I never had to worry.
Who sings of spring flowers and autumn leaves, and secretly sheds tears
Poppy Beauty (Su Shi)
Bing Ji was born thin.
Then after the flight.
The sun is long and the curtains are long, looking at the dusk.
At dusk, I am in ecstasy.
You still know the pain of lovesickness.
How can I bear to abandon my slave?
I passed the mountain without hesitation.
I'm afraid it's easy to say goodbye but hard to meet him
Yu Meiren (Li Yu)
When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?
The east wind blew again in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed.
Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.