1. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward (Li Yu's "Poppy Poppy"). Don't lean on the railing when you are alone. There are unlimited rivers and mountains. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. When the water falls and the flowers fall, the spring is gone. In heaven and on earth (Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha"), it is difficult for a slave to come out, but I teach you to be merciful. (Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Man") After the lonely people dispersed in the other alleys, Wang Can Tobacco was in the doldrums. The incense of the stove floats like a phoenix. Holding Luo Dai empty, looking back and hating Yiyi. (Li Yu's "Linjiang Immortal") 2. The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, the autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves. 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 darkened country is chasing my thoughts on my journey. Unless, good dreams keep me awake every night. Sitting alone in the Mingyue Tower, the wine fills my heart with sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness. (Fan Zhongyan, "Su Muzhe") The fallen leaves are fragrant. The night is silent and cold. The pearl curtain rolls up and the jade building is empty, the sky is pale and the Milky Way hangs down to the ground. Every year and tonight, the moon shines brightly, and people are thousands of miles long. My heart is broken and I can't get drunk. Before the wine arrives, tears first come. The remaining lamp is turned off and the pillow is lit. I know how it feels to sleep alone. Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and there was no way to avoid it. (Fan Zhongyan's "Royal Street Journey") 3. The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled up in smoke and countless curtains. The jade-carved saddle is in the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road. The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing wildly at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. (Ouyang Xiu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers") The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless, and the distance is endless like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Sand") Every inch of the soft intestine is full of pink tears (Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Sand") Sheng songs are scattered among the tourists, and they feel the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu, "Picking Mulberries") When we gather and disperse in a hurry, the hatred is endless. This year's flowers are more red than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be even better. Who knows? (Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha") 4. The fallen flower man is independent, and the light and swift swallows fly together (Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal") There are only a few Yinggang photos left tonight, and there is a fear that we may meet in a dream (Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky") Someone comes while I'm sleeping It is late and unforgettable, even if it is ruthless, it will break the heart (Yan Jidao, "Nanxiangzi") The temples are pitiful and green, just because of the old lovesickness (Yan Jidao, "Shengchazi") 5. Ten years of life and death are so vast, without thinking, I will never forget them (Su Shi "Jiang Chengzi") Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. Looking at each other without words, there are only thousands of tears (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"). Looking closely, they are not poplar flowers, but the tears of people leaving (Su Shi's "Water Dragon Song"). Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live, the lonely sandbank is cold (Su Shi's "Bu Suanzi") ") There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world (Su Shi's "Butterfly in Love with Flowers") The laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter, but the passionate people are annoyed by the ruthlessness (Su Shi's "Butterfly in Love with Flowers") 6. If the love lasts for a long time How can it be that in the morning and evening (Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"), the plum blossoms are sparse, the ice is melting, and the east wind secretly changes the years (Qin Guan, "Wang Haitide") Shaohua is not reserved for young people, and hate is long, when will it end? (Qin Guan's "Jiang Cheng Zi") Even in spring, the river is full of tears, endless flow, and full of sorrow (Qin Guan's "Jiang Cheng Zi") When will we see you again? There are traces of crying in the sky above the sleeves (Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang") There is an old hatred on the cardamom tips, and ten years of dreams are shocking (Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang") 7. People have searched for him for thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, that person is there , how many storms can a dimly lit place (Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case") eliminate? In a hurry, spring returns. Cherish the spring and fear that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless red flowers. Live in spring. Seeing that there is no way to return to the fragrant grass at the end of the world. Resenting the spring is silent. Even though I am only diligent, I paint the cobwebs on the eaves and fly catkins all over the place. It's a long-term affair, but the best date is wrong. Mo Mei was once jealous. Even if you spend thousands of gold to buy a gift like a gift, who will complain about this feeling? Don’t dance. If you don’t see me, the jade rings and flying swallows will be dust! Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on the dangerous fence, where the setting sun is shining and the willows are breaking your heart. (Xin Qiji's "Touching the Fish") 8. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return home.
People leaning against the building in the bright moon (Bai Juyi's "Long Sickness") Change my heart for yours, and then I know that we remember each other deeply (Gu Kui's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love") When will the green poplar grass stop? The tears in my eyes and the sorrow in my heart have already stopped (Qian Wei's "Spring in the Jade House") I used to be sick and hated the fragrant bottle, but today I am afraid that the fragrant bottle will be shallow (Qian Wei's "Spring in the Jade House") Here is a website for you, you can check it out: /shu/ sc/sc300/ I hope my answer will be helpful to you