It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Tang Wan, Feng.
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
2. Recommend some sad ancient poems. I want to know you. Mountains have no edges, and heaven and earth blend together. I dare to be with you!
I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. -Han; Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"
If it works, why not die? I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. -Tang; Lu's ancient meaning to Chang 'an
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. -Tang; Untitled Li Shangyin
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! -Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Tang; Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Parting"
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. -Tang; Du Mu's Farewell
Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I hope you will take more trouble. This is a symbol of our love. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! -Tang; Du Qiuniang's "witchcraft"
A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain. -Li Bai's "Qingpingdiao II"
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Song; Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"
The past is empty, still like a dream. -Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hate of life"
Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it! -Li Yu's "More Leakage"
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. -Zhu's "Mountain Mistakes"
If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -"Jade House Spring"
Before the day is old, I can't get rid of my feelings. My heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside. Zhang Sheng's Chitose
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
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. -Song; Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. This time, what a sad sentence? -"Slow Voice"
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos. It's sadness. It's not just the general taste. -Song; Li Qingzhao
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu's Yu Meiren
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. -Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi"
Gentle as water, ritual as a dream. If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court. -Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge"
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -yuan; Xu Zaisi's Moon Song * Chun Qing
Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. -green; Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"
Love is blind. -Huang Ming's Collection of Hangzhou Folk Poetry
Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. -Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions
Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Republic of China; liang qichao
After careful consideration, I would rather miss you! -Hu Shi's Life Checker
Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. -Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"
What is love in the world? Teach people life and death!
Life is precious, love is more expensive!
Hold your hand and grow old with your son!
3. An ancient poem about sadness 1 "Sounding slowly" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao.
Original: Looking for it, it is cold and gloomy. 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!
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After searching hard, I found that it was barren. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to maintain and rest when it is warm and cold. How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine? A line of geese flew in front of us, which was even more sad, because they were old acquaintances.
The chrysanthemums in the garden are piled all over the floor, and they are already very haggard. Who else will pick them now? 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 Evening' Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The wind has stopped the dust and fragrant flowers, 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.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the annoying wind and rain stopped, and all the flowers on the branches fell, only the dust stained with flowers had a slight fragrance. Looking up, it's already high, but I still don't want to freshen up. Spring goes to summer, flowers bloom and fall, as old as ever. Only sad people and sad things make me sad. When I think about this, I will burst into tears before I speak.
It is said that the spring scenery in Shuangxi is not bad. I will go boating there for fun. Well, I'm really worried. I am afraid that the boat in Shuangxi can't bear the heavy sadness in my heart!
3,' Resentment' Ming Dynasty: Feng Xiaoqing.
Original: The new makeup actually competes with painting. What is the ranking of Zhaoyang? The thin shadow shines from the spring. You must have pity on me.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: new makeup! But nobody appreciates it, arguing with the portrait! This pose makeup! How many places can you rank in the harem! Looking at your slim figure in the water sadly, you should pity my love for you.
4. "Lou Yuchun, I don't know how far you will be after you leave" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu.
I don't know your distance after I left. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish. Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I don't know how far your trip is after parting. I am very painful and have endless anguish in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation? In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.
5. Su Xiting Tang Dynasty: Dai Shulun.
Original: On the Suxi Pavilion, the grass grows and the warblers fly. Who stops by the east wind? Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Su Xiting is overgrown with weeds, and it is the late spring season. Who is the person who leans like "Xizhouqu" in Dongfeng? Swallows haven't returned to their nests, and the beautiful spring scenery is almost over. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.
4. Describe a very sad poem 1, begging for flowers without words in tears, flying over the swing with red.
2. 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.
3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy.
9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.
12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
13, 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.
14, white hair, three thousands of feet, long sorrow.
15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.
17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.
18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.
19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.
22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.
23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.
On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.
25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!
28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden pine is loose. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.
A word to describe sadness.
5. Who has Li Qingzhao's sad poems (1084—1151? )No. Yi 'an lay man. This talented woman writer is unique among many poets in the Song Dynasty. Voice Slow is a masterpiece in her later years, which has been praised by people all the time. It is an eternal swan song!
Cut plums
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 goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
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The rain stopped suddenly last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Asked the shutter man, he said, "Haitang is still there." You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat and thin!
Slow voice
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 and urgent! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence?
Zui Hua Yin
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
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.
Yan Shu's work "Huanxisha" has always been young and limited, and it is easy to fall in love with leisure and separation, and there is no frequent speech at the banquet. It is better to pity the people in front of you than to drink a glass of wine with new words. The weather was old last year. When did the sun set? Helpless, let the flowers fall, but it seems that Yan returns. The fragrant path in the small garden lingers alone. Swallows pass through the heavy curtain in the small pavilion in Huanxisha. In the evening, the red flowers fall into the court, and the music fades into cool waves. In an instant, the wind gave birth to a green curtain, and the raindrops scattered several times, which made people feel sad when they woke up. The trail on the beach is red and sparse, with fragrant suburbs and green, and tall buildings are seen in the shade of trees. It is difficult to express the feeling that the spring breeze has not lifted the ban on flowers. She climbed the tall building and looked down at the sky. The sky was wide and gloomy, and there was no trace of anyone, which made people more sad and haggard. The building is high and the eyes are broken, the sky is far and the clouds are dark, only gaunt. There was a red candle burning in the hall, and the flame was long and short, and there was a bitter tear of acacia.
6. Are there any sentimental ancient poems? Even if we meet, we should be ignorant, dusty and cold.
From the first sentence, I was immersed in the sad atmosphere created by Su Shi and couldn't get out. ) and a moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
(Sadness is mostly due to helplessness ...) At this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. I don't know where to go. Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Things have changed, and naturally there is a special sadness. That's a real pity. There are infinite painters in the world, and a sad painting can't be painted.
(Don't say anything, 888888) Looking around, it's deserted and terrible. It's the hardest time to rest when it's warm and cold.
There are seven consecutive overlapping words at the beginning of the sentence, and all the adjectives that can describe chaos and desolation are used up. ) the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to be filial and the relatives are not there.
(sad, because this is the truth ...) It is better to know me like this than to have no life. There is no happiness in life. If you were not born in an extremely miserable and difficult environment, how could you be so desperate? )
Four machines, Yuanyang wants Qi Fei, and the poor old man turns white (or helpless ...) wine into homesick tears first.
(Raise a glass to drown your sorrows. ) the poor bones by the wuding river are still living in dreams.
Only by comparing this sentence did I realize how powerless those anti-war songs in the west are. ) Life and death are generous.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Loyal feelings in plain) If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly.
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. No one is more straightforward, open-minded and calm than him. )
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. (I'm glad to have it, but I can't give up my love. Life is seven bitter, and one sentence takes two seats. )
He joined the army at the age of fifteen and didn't come back until he was eighty. I couldn't help crying at first sight. )
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn. (The sadness that can be said is not sadness ...) Gambling books spilled tea, which was just unusual at that time.
You don't know how to cherish until you lose it, but you can't go back. I fell in love with Nalanxingde because of this sentence. But he didn't find the person he was looking for in two places. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring.
(Good persistence ...) Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, family sacrifice is hopeless. (Lu Fangweng's poem in his later years, the first cry of blood, this one is particularly distressing, and so it is after he died. )
Fortunately, we don't forget each other (a sentence written by a woman in the Han Dynasty to her lover is a relic of the Han Dynasty unearthed in a quicksand in the western regions. A few figures are concise, and there are thousands of words in my heart, but only these four words are gently said. )
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. The vagaries of life are always the source of sadness. )
Drunk in the battlefield, you don't laugh. How many people fought in ancient times? Heroism is tragic, and masculinity is vivid on paper. )
Live like a hero and die like a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
It is hard to imagine that such heroic poems are written by a weak woman who has always been famous for her elegance and delicacy. Have you ever noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Look through the old photos of ten years ago and see what parents look like. ) others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not wearing it.
I didn't see the tomb of Wulin heroes, no flowers, no wine and no hoes. (I always thought it was Tang Yin's sad life, but Gao Ming was sad but not hurt, laughing and cursing, which showed that he was still childlike. )
Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can we break with you.
What a brave oath! It was destroyed by Princess Zhu Huan. ) the worries of the world first, the joy of the world later.
Civil servants don't love money, military commanders don't hesitate to die, and the world is peaceful. Alas ... why are we not as good as the ancients? A friend of a gentleman is as light as water, and a sword goes out of Yanjing.
No wonder it is enough to have a bosom friend all your life. The past year should be a good time to exist in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. -Liu Yong's Yulin Ridge is getting wider and wider, and he won't regret it. This is too tiring for Iraq.
-Liu Yong's "Wu Fengqi" is rich in life and death, and he said with Zi Chengtong. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-Anonymous "The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming" If the two feelings are long, it will still be in the morning and evening. -Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Fairy" When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" has a beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge" This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
-Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" entered my lovesick door, knowing that my lovesick is bitter, long and short. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" used to be difficult for water in the sea, and amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Five Poems" If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Building and Bright Moon" is bleak, and the two should be the same. The most difficult thing is to sort out the grievances in the month. -Nalanxingde's "The Mermaid" brought tears to your eyes. I wish I could meet you before I got married.
-How Zhang Ji's Yin Jiefu made you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship.
-Xi Murong "A Flowering Tree" There is more than one shadow in the world. How can it live together but not die? -Chen Hengke's "The Portrait of Chunqi" said that he missed Mandy, but Shiro hated it. -Liang Qichao's "Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province" came out as a monarch, but Byakki Smoker was dark and died.
Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's "Remembering the Room" meets each other like meeting each other, and the situation seems ruthless.
-Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon.
7. Are there any sad ancient poems about a moment that should last forever, but I came and went unconsciously? When is human growth heavy? They hate water. They cried for flowers. They said nothing. They flew over the swing and went to Yue Ming Building. They rest alone. Wine turns into homesickness. The window of Xiao Xuan is to dress and take care of each other. Tears are only a thousand lines. It seems that it is not a small flower that is sad every year. It's a tearful shutter. The west wind is like a yellow flower. Su Dongpo's "ten years of life and death in the river" is
Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling. Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring" is full of fragrance, and she is tired of combing her hair at night.
Things are people, not everything. Tears flow first when you want to talk.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid I'm going boating in Shuangliu.
Can't move, a lot on my mind. Ruan Ji couldn't sleep at night when he was reciting poetry, so he sat up and played the piano.
Thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest. Lonely in the wild, birds are singing in Beilin.
What will you see when you are wandering, and you will be sad when you are worried.
8. Ask for some sad ancient poems ... Sauvignon Blanc
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. One night is like a warning, and the evening is a decision (beside the jade). If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
Mulan Ci
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. What's more, if you are lucky and handsome, you will do it that day.
Huanxisha
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Nanxiangzi-Forgetting Female Inscription
Tears are more silent, and I no longer regret the fickle feelings of the past. I can't draw with the help of Dan Qing's emphasis on knowledge, Ying Ying, and sadness.
I can't speak clearly. I woke up early in the middle of the night. I woke up early. MUBI cried all night before the wind.
Golden Melody Award-Dedicated to Fen Liang
Germany is also crazy. Occasionally in the dust of Beijing, Wuyi family, there is wine but Zhao Zhou soil, who would have this idea,
If you don't believe in the truth, you become bosom friends. Young eyes sing before they grow old. They respect the front and wipe away the tears of heroes. If you don't see it, the moon is like water.
* * * You must be drunk this night. And by him, Emei rumors, ancient and modern taboos. Why do you ask about your long life experience? Just scoff. Think about it and repent from the beginning. One day, my heart was robbed, and I was afraid that I would marry him in my life. But, it's not heavy, you must remember.
Jiangchengzi-an ode to history
The total pressure of wet clouds is low, and the shadows are vague and suspicious. It's not fog or smoke. The goddess can come whenever she wants. If life is a dream, no one knows it except in the dream.
Pick mulberry seeds
The moon is affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, and now she is laughing at me. Live up to the longing for love, walk alone and sing alone.
Recently, I dare not say what happened in those days. They are all blue-collar. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where did you find the clouds in your dreams?
Huanxisha
Who is not poor, the old season is so beautiful. Heartbroken people have been dead for years.
It rained only a faint red, and a few wisps of soft green were mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone.
Qinyuanchun
Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream wore light makeup and plain clothes, holding hands and sobbing. Many words have been forgotten. However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year." I don't know why I got this, because I didn't write a poem, but I felt endowed after I felt it.
How can you forget when it is fleeting and unlucky? Remember to blow red rain when the embroidered couch is idle; Carve curved places, with the sunset. Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears. The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore.
Find the blue sky again. Short hair is expected, and there will be frost in the future. It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt. If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday. Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records.
Iris-get out of the plug
There is no exact basis for ancient mountains and rivers today. With the sound of drawing horns, horses come and go. Everywhere is desolate. Who can talk? The west wind blows the old Danfeng.
There have been countless grievances. Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road. I am deeply in love. The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains.
Qinyuanchun
Try to look at Yinshan, dumbfounded and speechless. Look at a few clusters of Qingfeng, and go to the genius ruler; Yellow sand is everywhere, and there is no Egypt. Broken leaf city is barren, the clouds are far away, and the cold smoke outside the carving is miserable. After a long time, suddenly the ice cliff turned to stone and thunder rumbled in the ravine.
The poor are self-sufficient in autumn. Why bother? I hated it all my life. Only desolation, moths to the fire, very happy; Selling rotten grass, the bones are empty. It turns to the river in the north and passes through the barrel handle in the south, with slight frost and premature aging. If you don't believe me, look back at the west wind and feel sad.
Shuilongyin-Title Moon City Map
It should be noted that celebrities are beautiful and generally easy to be sad. Curtin's swan song broke only four strings, and the evil wind blew away. In a foreign land in Wan Li, it is a good thing to live or die. I have hated yellow sand and white grass and curly leaves all my life.
It should be Yao and Taiwan Province's partner, but more, it's the feeling of the Qiu couple. The cold is heavy, and a few lines of tears in the countryside are raining down. Weighing, jade is beautiful for thousands of years, and there is still no owner. Blessed are the freaks, the weather paid, and the silly woman stayed.
Huanxisha
Can draw emblem cold screen. It was already midnight when Meidi fell. Nowhere is the moon bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.