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!
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.
Lou Yuchun's farewell doesn't know your distance. Song: 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.