Revealing one’s true feelings
Zhou Bangyan
The apricots came out of the forest and fell into the golden plate. Weak teeth are afraid of sour taste. It's a pity that half of it is bruised and purple, and the small lip pill is still printed on it. On the southern road, the flowers are falling. Rain spots. Without saying a word, a piece of hurt spring is all between the eyebrows.
I am happy to return home at dawn, but I am hungover and sleepy in the clouds. The light rain comes at night, and the two swallows dance in the wind. The mountains are endless, the water is endless, and there is hope for credit. Sending you the taste of spring, thinking about distant feelings, and sharing the flowers.
Love poems in the Book of Songs:
Guan Ju (Book of Songs, Zhou Nan)
Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels. There are various water plants flowing left and right. A graceful lady,
I have longed for her. If you don't get what you want, you will sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning. There are different kinds of watercress, pick them from left to right.
A graceful lady plays the piano and plays the sesame as a friend. There are different kinds of watercress, with leaves on both sides. The fair lady is played with bells and drums.
Jianjia (The Book of Songs·Qin Feng)
Jianjia is green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side.
If you follow it for migratory steps, the road is long and blocked; if you follow it for migratory steps, you will find it in the middle of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant and the white dew is not yet clear. The so-called beauty is on the water.
Retrospect and follow it, but the road is blocked and you can advance. If you go back and swim from it, you will feel like you are swimming in the water.
The jianjia is collected, and the white dew has not stopped. The so-called beauty is in the water.
Looking back, the road is blocked and to the right. If you travel back from it, you will find it in the water.
Shangxie (Han Yuefu Folk Song)
Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, and the rivers are exhausted.
The thunder in winter shakes, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you!
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan (Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty)
The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world ***At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.
Extinguish the Candle Lian The light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
Spring River Flower Moonlight Night (Tang Zhang Ruoxu)
The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the moon is bright on the sea*** Tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles,
There is no moon on the spring river! The river flows around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes;
The frost is flying in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. There is no dust in the river and sky.
There is a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon and river look alike every year. I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Who is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs,
It should be shining away from the makeup mirror. The Yuhu curtain cannot be rolled away, and the fingers on the anvil of clothes are still coming back.
At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swan geese fly for a long time without passing the light,
The fish and dragon dive and jump into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has fallen in the river pool and is setting in the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog,
The endless road to Jieshi and Xiaoxiang. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
Jin Se (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty)
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart supported by cuckoos.
The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian creates smoke. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time.
Untitled (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty)
What comes is empty words. Missing, the moon is slanting above the five o'clock clock. The dream is far away and it is hard to recall,
The book has been urged into ink that is not thick. The wax shines on half the cage of golden jade, and the musk slightly embroiders the hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan Mountain was far away, and even more separated by ten thousand layers of Pengshan Mountain.
Untitled (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty)
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are everywhere Remaining. The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up.
The mirror at dawn is sad, but the clouds have changed, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night. There is not much way to go to Pengshan, and the blue birds are diligent in exploring. Look.
Untitled (Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty)
The stars and the wind last night, west of the painting building and east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenixes flying in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
< p>Gou Chun wine is given to every other seat to warm it up, and the cao is covered with red wax lamps. I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request, walking around Malantai and turning around the tent.Happy Meeting (Li Yu, Southern Tang Dynasty)
Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.
Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
Lang Tao Sha Ling (Li Yu, Southern Tang Dynasty)
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone. There is no limit to the world. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and the world is in heaven and earth.
Crying in the Night (Li Yu, Southern Tang Dynasty)
The forest flowers withered the spring red, it was too hasty, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last?
It is true that life grows and hates water.
Magpie Bridge Immortal (Qin Guan, Song Dynasty)
The clouds play tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Yulin Ling (Liu Yong, Song Dynasty)
The chilling cicada is sad. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.
Looking at each other with tears in their hands, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the dawn wind and the waning moon.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Feng Qiwu (Liu Yong, Song Dynasty)
Standing against the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly. Looking forward to the extremely sad spring, the sky is gloomy. The grass is dimly illuminated by smoke. Who would be speechless?
I plan to get drunk on the madness. Singing to wine, strong music is still tasteless. The belt gradually becomes wider and I will never regret it. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.
The Sapphire Case, Yuan Xi (Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty)
The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and even the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night.
Moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willow, and laughter is filled with hidden fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.
Jiang Chengzi (Qin Guan, Song Dynasty)
The willows in the West City make spring soft. Move away from worry. The tears are hard to hold back. I still remember how sentimental I was and how I once returned to the boat. What happened that day at Biye Zhuqiao was that no one was seen and the water flowed empty.
Time is not reserved for young people. Hate Yoyo. When will you rest? When the catkins are flying and the flowers are falling, I climb up the stairs. The spring river is full of tears, endless flow, and a lot of sorrow.
Bu Suanzi (Li Zhiyi, Song Dynasty)
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.
Maipitang (Jin Yuan Hao Qi)
Ask what is love in the world? Direct teaching promises life and death. Traveling from all over the world, Lao Chi'er has experienced several cold and heat waves.
Happiness is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children. You should say something, there are thousands of miles of clouds and thousands of mountains with auspicious snow, but who is the shadow going to?
Hengfen Road, when lonely, the drums were beating. The desolate smoke is still plain and clear. How come the souls are summoned, and the mountain ghosts cry secretly in the wind and rain.
The sky is also jealous, and if you don’t believe it, the birds and swallows will all turn into dust. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu.
Su Muzhe (Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty)
The sky is blue, the ground is yellow leaves, the autumn colors are in waves, and the waves are green and cold. The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky meets the water, and the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
The soul of the dark country, chasing the thoughts of the journey, except every night, good dreams leave people to sleep. I rested and leaned alone high in the Mingyue Tower. The wine filled my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.
Jiang Chengzi (Song Dynasty Su Dongpo)
Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.
Drunk Flower Yin (Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao)
The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
A Cut of Plum Blossoms (Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty)
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When Yan Zi returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.