Slow voice
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
Looking and searching, deserted and miserable.
It is most difficult to take a breath when it is warm and then cold.
Three cups and two glasses of light wine, how can I defeat him when he comes late at night?
The wild goose is passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The ground is full of yellow flowers, haggard and damaged, who is worthy of picking them now?
Guarding the window, how can one be alone in the dark!
The sycamore tree is also drizzled , to dusk, bit by bit.
This time, how can there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
Ru Meng Ling
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
Who sits alone with a bright window, I ***There are two shadows.
When the lights are gone and you are about to fall asleep, the shadows also cast you away.
No that, no that,
What a miserable me
One cut of plum/one plum blossom
Song Li Qingzhao
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 sent brocade letters in the snow? When the wild geese returned, the moon was full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Wulingchun
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The wind and dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone,
I am tired of combing my hair in the evening.
Things are different and people are different.
If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is quite good,
I also plan to take a boat trip.
I am afraid that the Shuangxi dinghy boat will not be able to carry it, and there will be many sorrows.
Nalan Xingde
Die Lianhua
Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky, it is like a ring overnight, and it becomes a jue every night. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm.
Dream of Jiangnan
No matter how easy it is to cut off the fate, the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.
Breaking through the Huanxi sand
The fluffy catkins in the wind have turned into duckweeds, and the mud lotuses are strong and graceful, with lotus root silk hanging around them; take care of each other and pick up a petal of incense to remember your past life.
When a person is sentimental, his sentiments turn weak, and now he really regrets his sentiments; when he looks back with a broken heart, he sheds no tears.
Magnolia flower order imitates the ancient decisive words
If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad and painted on the fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.
Lishan’s words are gone until half past midnight, and the tears and rain are still ringing, but I still don’t complain. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.
When the crows are gone, who does Xiaoli hate? The sudden snow turns over the fragrant pavilion catkins, the gentle breeze blows the plum blossoms in the gallbladder, and the word "heart" has turned to ashes.
Moyu'er Yanqiu Ci Jin·Yuan Haowen
Asking what is love in the world, can you tell me whether life and death are together?
Shanghai travelers from all over the world, Lao Chi Several times of cold and heat.
Happiness is fun, parting is painful,
There are even more idiotic children, you should have words.
Thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains In the dusk snow, who is the shadow going to?
Magnolia flowers in Yanshu of Song Dynasty
The road with green poplars and fragrant grass in Changting Pavilion,
It is easy to go when you are young and abandon others.
The lingering dream at the top of the building is the fifth clock,
The March rain of separation and sorrow at the bottom of the flower.
Being ruthless is not as painful as being sentimental.
One inch is like thousands of strands.
When the ends of the earth are endless,
there is only endless love.
Happy meeting Li Yu
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.
Song Luyou
The Hairpin-headed Phoenix
One:
Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls ;
The east wind is evil, happiness is thin,
I am full of melancholy, and I have been away for a few years,
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and the tears are red and the crocodile silk is transparent;
Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion,
Although the mountain alliance is still there, the brocade book It’s hard to trust,
Mo, Mo, Mo.
Second:
The world is weak and human beings are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, flowers tend to fall;
The wind dries at dawn and tears remain,
When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone on the diagonal column,
Difficult, difficult, difficult.
Everyone is different, today is not yesterday, the sick soul tastes like a rope on a swing;
The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark,
Afraid of people asking, swallowing tears to pretend to be happy ,
Hide, hide, hide.
Yulinling Liu Yong
The chilling cicadas are mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital, where Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat destroys the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, 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, and it is even more embarrassing and neglected in the Qingqiu Festival. Where can I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? On the bank of willows, with the evening breeze and the waning moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Feng Qiwu Liu Yong
Standing against the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the gloomy sky. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word as to who would lean on the fence.
I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
Youth Travel
Yan Jidao
It is best to be away from many things, and the water flows from east to west, and they will eventually meet.
The shallow love finally seems to be like a wandering cloud, still in the dream soul.
Poor people's wishes are thinner than clouds and water, and a good meeting is even more difficult.
When I think about it carefully, I have experienced heartbreak in many places, which is not the same as now.
Qin Louyue/Recalling Qin'e
Song Dynasty Xiang Ziyi
Fangfei rests. My hometown is broken and my heart is broken. So sad. Boundless smoke and water, endless mountain scenery. It can be closer to the Qianlong Festival. Eyes filled with tears and crying with blood. Empty cries blood. Outside the sound of the rules, the dawn wind is waning and the moon is waning.
Palace Master Temple, Song Dynasty, Cai Pan Lazy thrush in front of the jade mirror, the saddest time is when the moon is bright.
Jun’s kindness gradually disappears and is hidden behind the scenes, and the flowers are gone without even knowing it.
Using rouge as a painting fan
Modern Su Manshu
Painted a sad painting for Jun Xi, but the wonderful work was destroyed by fire.
Today’s pictures are very different, with rouge and tears falling one after another.
Jiyishan Sentences about the Golden Phoenix
Modern Su Manshu
Collecting the phoenix paper to write about lovesickness, there is no way in the world that people don’t know.
Don’t worry about being sad all the time and seeing people disappear. There will still be times when you are sad.
Liu Family Flowers
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The flowers on the walls of the Liu family are still blooming, and the grass in front of Li Shi’s door is spring again.
Everywhere I feel sad, I finally realize that being passionate is not as good as having a young lover.
On an autumn night, you can visit Shenzhuang in Huaiju Mountain
Zou Denglong in the Song Dynasty
The cool breeze stirs Jin Min, just before the cold festival arrives.
All the flowers are wilting, and the parasol trees are falling.
The bright moon enters my room, turning it around and unable to sleep.
The hired shadow is very sad, and I miss you and shed tears.
Send again in autumn
Chao Cai of the Tang Dynasty
The precious bamboo mat is born in the cool night, and I wake up in a trance in my dream. The soul cannot leave and become sick.
There is no way to send a letter to someone in person. The bells of Jiangcun outside the window are ringing loudly, and the sound of rain is sparse on the phoenix leaves beside the pillow.
This is the time when I miss you the most, and it’s better to be like a cold ape with a broken heart
It’s hard to find a good dream
Does anyone know how I feel at this time
The tears on my pillow *** the rain in front of the street
dropping through the window into the morning