Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.
A thin layer of frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds. Above, I saw the blue and deep sky.
Below, I saw the green and agitation of the water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them,
Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.
Li Shangyin's Two Untitled Poems (Ⅱ)
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
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? .
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . This is a classic.
Su Mu Gai Song Fan Zhongyan.
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the sunset, the water meets the water, and the grass is ruthless outside the sunset.
The soul of the dark countryside pursues the journey and misses it every night, unless it is a good dream.
The moon is high and the rest is high, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
I like this sentence: wine turns into sorrow and turns into acacia tears.
Sauvignon blanc Bai Juyi
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.
Miss each other
A butterfly in love with flowers
In spring, I miss you. Flowers fly like fog and catkins scatter like smoke.
In summer, the days of lovesickness are too long, and it seems very sad to stir up feelings.
Autumn rain adds sorrow, leaves fall and fall, and the face is on the tower.
I can't sleep in winter, and it's hard to come back. How can I love each other forever?
These are all poems related to lovesickness.
There is also a good song.
Su Shi, Liang Zhu
Flowers fade, red apricots are small, swallows come and people walk around in the green water. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea. Swing in the outer wall of the road, laity in the wall, beautiful woman laughing in the wall. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
Zhao Jun resented sending Su Shi [Song]
Who is Huanyi Sannong?
Break the dream of green window.
New moon and melancholy smoke.
This river is everywhere.
I want to go and I don't want to go.
Tomorrow, the flowers will bloom.
Fly floc to send a boat.
The water flows eastward.
Is that enough?