The west wind is setting, the tomb of the Han family (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E")
Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, and orchids are like towels. Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God)
Looking for laurels in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Think long and hate long, and don't stop until you get home People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
It's dusk, and I'm bored, leaning against the door alone (Wen Bodhisattva Xia)
After all, it's not there, the oblique light is full of water, and my heart is broken (text "Jiangnan Dream")
Be sure to break your heart before you go home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man)
I'm going to marry my body and rest for life. Can't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned (Wei Zhuang's "Four Towns")
Canyue's face is bright, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son")
There are so many words, but my feelings are still unfinished. Looking back on the past, I remember the blue silk clothes and pity the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Life Check")
Make a thousand wishes before your pillow and wait for the green hills to rot (Dunhuang Ci)
I want him to come back early, but I have time to go to Qingyun (Dunhuang Ci)
Looking back in the dark, I am deeply interested. I left two kinds of delicious food. Ride an elephant and carry people through the water first (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi)
I often get sick before the end of the day, but I don't care if I look thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpie Tread")
How many tears are hateful to lean on (Jing Li's "Puhuan Xisha")
If you keep cutting, you will be confused. This is parting sadness. Don't have a taste in your heart (Li Yu's Night Cry)
Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward (The Mermaid by Li Yu)
Don't lean on the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easy to see when it is difficult. Running water and spring go away, heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")
It is difficult for a slave to come out, so he can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man)
Lonely people scattered in another alley, I looked at the bleak smoke, the smell of the kitchen was idle and phoenix.
Holding an empty ribbon, I looked back and hated Yiyi. (Li Yu's "Linjiang Xian")
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
The sadness is over. Before the wine arrives, it turns into tears. I feel lonely when the lamp goes out and the pillow goes out.
Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking at the mirror at night hurts the scene and recalls the past (Zhang Xian's Fairy)
The helpless flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan has returned, and the small garden wanders alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha")
The bright moon does not know whether it is bitter or not, and it shines obliquely through the Pearl Lake at dawn (Yan Shu's "Near Flowers")
If you want to send colorful stationery and simple elements, you can know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide (Yan Shu's "Die Hua Lian")
I grew up hating Xiaole. I am willing to love my daughter and smile. I hold a cup for you to persuade the sunset to leave a late photo among the flowers. (Song Qi's "Yu Lou Chun")
It rains and winds in March. The door covers the dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's "The Recent Flowers")
Parting from sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
Inch by inch, my heart ached and tears filled my eyes (Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Sand)
When the songs are scattered among the tourists, I feel the emptiness of spring (Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
If we get together and leave in a hurry, this hatred is endless.
This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha")
Just send you home in the spring, and then send you home. If you catch up with spring in Jiangnan, you must stay in spring (Crown Operator)
Falling flowers are independent, swift and swift fly together (Yan's "Linjiang Xian")
Tonight, there is a photo of the shadow port, and it is like a dream to meet in fear (Yan's "Partridge Sky")
Sleeping late is unforgettable and heartbroken (Yan's "Nanxiangzi")
The temples are pitiful and green, only for the old acacia (Yan's "Raw Tea Son")
Refuse to paint Zhu Hu painting hall, spring breeze is at home (Wang Anguo's "Qing Ping Le")
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and if you don't think about it, you will forget it (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
Xiao Xuan window, freshen up. Looking at each other silently, tears flow thousands of lines (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi")
In detail, it seems that it is not Huayang, but a little bit of tears (Su Shi's "Shui Long Yin")
Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the lonely sandbar is cold (Su Shi's "Bu Operator")
There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grass in the end of the world (Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian)
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed (Su Shi's Dead Hua Lian)
Life is empty and nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand)
I thought that only dreams come and go, and I was not afraid, but I was stopped by Jiang (Huang Tingjian's "Looking at Jiangdong")
The most important thing is to miss the sound forever, and the shadow of the heartbroken flower has been stolen (Mu De Duck in Chao Yuanli)
Strong man, Qingzun Su Ying, willing to follow for a long time (Mu Deya in Chao Yuanli)
Have a good dream, have nothing to do, sit and watch the golden flower (Lin Yuling in Chao Yuanli)
Don't abandon it, it should be fragrant and narrow (Lin Yuling in Chao Yuanli)
Plum shadows are sparse, ice melts, and the east wind is dark and old (Qin Guan's "Looking at the Tide")
If the two love each other for a long time, it will still be sooner or later (Qin Guan's "Que Qiao Xian")
Shao Hua doesn't stay for teenagers, but hates you. When will he rest in peace (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi")
Being on the riverside, I shed tears and worry a lot (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi")
When can I see you here? Crying on the sleeve (Qin Guan's prescription)
There are old grievances in the cardamom years, and the dream of ten years is just shocking the world (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan)
But the clouds are heavy and the rain is scattered Tears in the east wind with dryness (Wang Shen's "Remembering the Past")
It only takes a few nights to ruin a lifetime of haggard (Zhao Lingzhi's "Qing Ping Le")
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, wind in the city, plum and yellow rain (He Zhu's Jade Case)
Grass is on the grass, dew is early, and old buildings are new. If you lie on an empty bed and listen to the rain from the south window, who will mend your clothes at night (He Zhu's Partridge Sky)
Homesickness, Lanzhou urges. Holding hands and staring at each other with tears in my eyes, I was speechless and choked up (Lin Yuling written by Liu Yong)
Affectionate feelings hurt separation since ancient times, and it is even worse to neglect the autumn festival (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling)
Over the years, it should be a good morning scene in name only. Even though there are thousands of words and customs, who should I tell (Ling in Liu Yong's works)
A bend in the sun, heartbroken, leaning on the railing alone (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")
If I had known this, I would have regretted not locking the carved saddle (Ding Feng by Liu Yong)
In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of columns without words. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")
The widening of the belt will not be destroyed, but it will make people haggard for Iraq. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")
The fragrance is not in the nucleus, not in the calyx, but in the bone (Chao Zhuyan)
Who knows if you are gaunt in spring clothes (Mrs. Wei's Wu)
The haggard Jiangnan is tired and unbearable, and is eager to straighten out the strings (Zhou Bangyan's Man Ting Square)
Reading the moon pavilion hand in hand, smelling the flute on the bridge, thinking about the past, like a dream, tears like rain (Zhou Bangyan's "Warrior Lan Ling")
My hometown is far away. When will I go (Zhou Bangyan's Su Mu Cover)
Ask in a low voice: Who are you with? It is already midnight in the city. The horse is slippery with frost, so it is better to have a rest and there will be fewer pedestrians (Zhou Bangyan Youth Travel Service)
Everyone says, like Iraq, how can it be like a slave (from "Pinling")
Only the Guanshan Mountain tonight and the moon thousands of miles away are under the same lamp (Xie Yi's Jiang Shenzi)
What time does the Wan Liyun arrive? Send a lonely soul and break the castle peak. Who will sing the golden thread for me (Ye Mengde's "He Xinlang")
Hating you is not a month, east and west, north and south. East, west, north and south, only inseparable.
Hate you is a month on the river, and you will lose money when you are full. When can we be together (Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
The weather was warm and sunny, and I lost to Yingying Yanyan. The flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen)
Sitting alone, advocating independent pay, lying alone. Standing hurts and touching people (Zhu's Broken Magnolia)
Innocent and not afraid of being guessed, I fell asleep with my clothes in my arms. At most, I went back to the dressing table when I was apart (Zhu's "Qing Ping Le")
I'm afraid I'm going to leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything (Li Qingzhao's "I remember playing the flute at the Phoenix")
Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.
Looking at the place will add new worries from now on (Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai Xiao")
Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers")
Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. I'd better listen to people laughing under the curtain (Li Qingzhao's "I can't meet music")
Looking around, cold and lonely, sad and miserable (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Singing")
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold at first. How can you compare with him when you come late? (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voices")
This time, what a sad sentence (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice"
If you want to give your heart to Yao Qin, there are few bosom friends. If the string is broken, who will listen (Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan)
A voice, a watch. The light of the banana window outside the window is infinite love at this time.
It's hard to dream, but hard to hate. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. (Si Wanyong's Sauvignon Blanc)
Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years. Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix)
Spring remains the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix")
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although there is a mountain alliance, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, Mo, Mo (Hairpin Phoenix by Lu You)
It's dusk, and it's stormy (Lu You's Operator)
I have no desire for spring, and everyone is jealous. I am scattered into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remains (Lu You's "Bu Operator")
Only dreams can reunite, and dreams can't be made by people (Lu You).
I am not afraid of silver and steel, but I am afraid of the wind and rags (Lu You's "Die in Hua Lian")
Cherish spring is afraid of early flowers, not to mention countless red flowers (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")
A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift. Who will complain about this situation (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")
Leisure is the most bitter, so don't lean on the dangerous fence. When the sun sets, the flowers will bloom (Xin Qiji's "Fishing")
Old enmity in Chunjiang is endless, and new enmity in Yunshan is endless. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty.
You should also be surprised to ask: Recently, several Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao) have been published.
Old Feiyan can talk when the building is empty (Xin Qiji's Nian Nujiao)
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor.
Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it, but it's a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's ugly slave)
The heartbroken patch is flying red, and no one cares, let alone persuade the crying warbler to stop (Xin Qiji's "Zhu Yingtai Near")
It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't understand where it would go (Xin Qiji's Zhu Yingtai Near)
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim (Xin Qiji's Jade Case)
As a cardamom poet, the dream of a brothel is good, but it is hard to show deep affection (Zhou Yangren, Jiang Kui)
It's hard to cut through all kinds of worries (Jiang Kui's "Long Pavilion complains slowly")
With a smile and a shake, Leng Xiang flew to the poem (Jiang Kui's Niannujiao).
The night is long and bitter, and the early spring is stained by acacia (Jiang Kui's "Walking the Sand")
Spring is not green, and the temples are full of silk. The world will not be sad for a long time. Who will teach the red-violet night in the Spring Festival? The two meditate and know each other. (Jiang Kui's Partridge Sky)
Cui Zunyi cries, and the red calyx is silent. Geng Yi (Dimfragrance Jiang Kui)
There is nothing better than the spring breeze, no matter what it is, it has already arranged for the golden house to hide its beauty. I also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but I complained about Yulong's sad song (Jiang Kui's "Thin Shadow")
If the shore is broken, it will be green; It's a sad place, and I think of the late-night language of closing the door and turning off the lights (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang)
Worried about hurting Cui Dai's eyebrows, the flowers are alone every day (Shi Dazu's "Flying Swallows Together")
The front of the building is black and blue, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine")
Melancholy can't spend their honeymoons together, and the moss in the secluded steps rises overnight (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine")
Spring worries about wine, the boat shakes on the river, and the curtain moves upstairs.
Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.
When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is re-tuned, and the heart word is fragrant.
Streams can easily throw people away, turn cherries into red and plantains into green (A Prune by Jie Jiang).
Sorrow is always ruthless until dawn (Jie Jiang's Yu Meiren)
If you can't write a book, you can only send a little (Jie Lianhuan, zhangyan)
Jiangzhou Sima, with a wet shirt, is the end of the world (Wu Ji's "Full Moon")
Drunk souls want to pursue dreams, pay the west wind, and it will be cool tonight (Cai Songnian's "Partridge Sky")
I advise you not to get drunk before you spend it. This year and next, you will be wilted and your head will be white (Zhao Bingwen's Qing Xing Er)
Baling Bridge, an ancient road in Xiangyang, is crisp in autumn and picturesque. Romantic figures throughout the ages were somewhat heroic for a time (Wan Yanshou's Zhong Chao Wrong).
From the intestine, I feel thin and shallow makeup marks (Yuan Haowen's "Qingpingle")
The seas are dry and the rocks are rotten, and I wish I could not bury the loess (Yuan Haowen's "Maibeitang")
Hate the world, teach the difference between life and death (Yuan Haowen's "Fishing")
Early on, there are few red branches, and the flying catkins are ruthless, which makes people more bored (Duan Keji's "Near Flowers")
Mo Wen's Gains and Losses through the Ages (Wang Mei Wu)
To the west wind, who evokes the soul (Bai Pu's "Winning the Gold")
It's been a hundred years, but it's not easy to make a decision (Wang Yun's Partridge Sky)
Pedestrians can't bear to listen to the cries and complaints, and the wind leaves the mountain in the flute (Chou Yuan's Four Family Guests)
Who knows what's on your mind when you snubbed Jiangnan Night this year (Sadulla's "Little Dry")
Empty and melancholy, there is no reason to meet each other. From then on, I will be driven out of my wits and go to Yueyang Tower every night (Xu Junbao's wife "Man Ting Fang")
Yun Lan's rainy and empty building, spring has reached the place where the soul disappears (Zhang Jian's "Walking on the Sand")
Ruthless bright moon, sentient beings return to dreams, and return to the secluded boudoir (Liu Ji's "Charming Moon")
Flowers and moons are blurred, and there is no desire to see them through the curtain (Yang Ji's Bodhisattva Man)
Xia Yan's "Huanxisha")
Turn off the lights in the courtyard for a long time, cut off the rope swing to cut the wind (Yang Shen's "Partridge Sky")
Orchid boudoir is tired, full of worries and dreams, and it is difficult to be brittle (Zhao Nanxing's "Shui Long Yin")
I was fascinated and shed red tears (Zhao Nanxing's Hidden Dragon)
Green yee in hand, swinging strings in vain (Chen Hongshou's Bodhisattva Man)
A few degrees of smoke, only flowers are hard to protect (Chen Zilong's "Eye-catching Lips")
Jade wheel and plain grass, half annoying red makeup (Chen Zilong's "Confessions")
It hurts to worry about the rain in spring and think about the past (Liu's Jin Mingchi)
There is always a desolation and haggard, and there is a beautiful sentence from Yantai (Liu's "Jin Ming Chi")
Looking back on the past, there was a little east wind, and the wind separated the curtains, and the eyebrows were all sad (Liu's Pool)
The voice is slow and ticking. Eyes are not easy. What's going on in the world, the heart of a teenager. Clear and deep (Wang Fuzhi's "More Leakage")
At first glance, it looks like a dollar is flying, the fireworks are wet, and no one sees tears.
Adding water to the river will make the sadness fuller, straighter and farther (Qu Dajun's "Magpie Tread")
After the Qingming Festival, the wind did not turn, my concubine was cold in spring, and Lang was warm in spring (Qu Dajun's "Magpie Tread")
Green is like a skirt, which is fascinating. The spring heart is the king's grandson. No matter the east wind blows, the color reflects the dusk (Qu Dajun's "Langtaosha")
Make a few lines of tears at dusk, and the crow crows the moon (Xia Wanchun's Operator)
Unexpectedly, I couldn't get the knot of empathy, so I got the knot of acacia (Xia Wanchun's "Bu Operator")
There are very few things about people (Wu's He Xinlang)
Speaking of the protagonist's lost way, the wind suddenly cooled down (Chen Weisong's "Good Things are Near")
* * * Sleep Agger listens to the autumn rain, and the little guy is cold (Zhu Yizun's "Gui Dian Qiu")
Always writing lyrics, half hating in the air (Zhu Yizun Xie Peiling)
Love is afraid of thinking of each other, looking forward to the long beach, the grass is full of hearts. When you are sad, you will find blue sky and yellow land (Zhu Yizun's High Balcony).
In the past, I fell asleep, and the silver Zheng cut off the lane (Wang Shizhen's "The Recent Flower")
Where to synthesize sadness? Autumn in people's minds (Tang Duoling, Wu Wenying)
It's unfortunate that a long-lost friend asks that life is bleak everywhere (Gu Zhenguan's Golden Melody).
The hardest thing is to cherish the day and the moon (Nalan Xingde's Dead Hua Lian)
I don't know what bothers me. It's boring to wake up, and it's boring to be drunk (Nalanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds")
With the change of wind and rain, it failed to break the dream of homesickness, so there is no such voice in my hometown (Nalanxingde's Sauvignon Blanc)
Rain washes autumn, and people are pale (Golden Gate by Li E)
Who knows that thousands of nights, each pair of Yi Deng red (Jiang Shiquan's "Water Tune")
If a stone can talk, it should look at the past and cry like me (Niannujiao by Wang Renpu)
Look at the green Chi Pan and shed tears (Zhang Huiyan's Magnolia Slow)
Lonely and sad, but also self-sent, self-made sadness (Gong Zizhen's "Langtaosha")
Whether the lake is cool or not depends on how you comb your hair (Gong Zizhen's Langtaosha)
Don't worry too much, Qiu Lai is poor, but silence is more bitter (Xiang Hongzuo's Hidden Dragon)
The faint smoke, the courtyard and the moon in the pear blossoms (Gu Chun's "Early Spring Complaints")
A piece of spring sorrow, gradually blowing, like a spring cloud (Jiang Chunlin's "Liu Duanqing")
Tall buildings in tea, strive to get home (Tan Xian's "Recent Love")
Hunchun was speechless and heartbroken. Spring can come, people can come (Wang's "Dianjiang Lip")
Try so hard to sleep, who will listen to the music? Ink and tears will stain the water.
Leave the shadow of sad autumn and pay the flag pavilion (Wang's "Langtaosha")
It is not a sad thing to be disappointed that Yu Di urged you to say goodbye and to have a good impression on Lan Sao (the article "The Recent Flower")
Repeated tears seal words, life is only difficult to die (article "Recent Love")
Inch by inch, the river is closed, and the land is fascinated (article "Death")
Broken-hearted. Who's going to get it? Mourning Yan (Wang's "Langtaosha")
Looking forward to the spring return, the spring return is even more melancholy (article "Zhu Yingtai Near")
Traveling all over the world, dreams and souls are used to it. I love old pavilions (the article "fishing")
Dead souls come back to the tide every night, and red branches are more bitter (Zheng's "Yu Lou Chun")
The candle in the world is red, and the mountains are green in the dream (Zhu Zumou's Partridge Sky)
Shake things and go to an empty mountain, Mo Wen Du Fu (Zhu Zumou's "Slow Voice")
People are homesick everywhere (Kuang Zhouyi's "Reduced Words Huanxisha")
When you lean your head against a stranger, you will grow old in the dust (Wang Guowei's The Recent Flower)
Bitter moss locks a long way, and it is always wrong.
Bones can be destroyed, not to mention Zhen Hong's forearm sand (Yu Meiren by Wang Guowei)
From now on, I will never dream of gratitude again. I will sit and enjoy Byakki Smoker (Yu Meiren by Wang Guowei).
Wuniang praised her for her good dancing to her face, but she always made a mistake in her waist (Wang Guowei's "Near Flowers")
Ten Years of Unforgettable Dreams (Huanxisha by Wang Guowei)
Disappointed with the autumn wind, the world is haggard, and the beauty complains about the grass (Lv Bicheng's Qi Luo Xiang)
Birds are frightened, flowers are splashing and tears are splashing, and mountains and rivers are worried about locking spring.
Tired of traveling all over the world, still haggard and singing (Lv Bicheng's High Balcony)
This is a once-in-a-lifetime robbery. Why not rush (Lv Bicheng's "Huanxisha")
If you don't meet heaven and man, you will feel the same way (Lv Bicheng's "Huanxisha")
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The first book of songs. National wind High winds beat drums.
Beat gongs and drums to bore them and fight enthusiastically. I went south to Caodi alone.
From Sun Zizhong to Song Dynasty, I was worried that if I didn't go home.
Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are rich, and children become rich. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Wide is not alive. If you are lonely, you don't believe it.
There is no flowery rhetoric or extravagant decoration in this poem, but the oath slowly coming from indifference shocks everyone; Vigorous may be the beginning of love, but peace is always the destination of love. "Hold your hand and grow old with your son" seems simple. How many people have really done it through the ages? Time flies, youth is getting old, but having a pair of hands to hold around may be the greatest happiness in life.
The second book of songs. National style. Zhao Nan. Management bureau
The pigeon in Guanguan, in Hezhou, is a gentle and graceful lady and a good gentleman.
Interlaced shepherd's purse, flowing from left to right; My beautiful lady, I beg it.
I can't wait, and I'm thinking; Leisurely, tossing and turning.
Staggered shepherd's purse, picked from left to right; My fair lady is my friend.
Staggered shepherd's purse, left and right; My Fair Lady, ring the bell and drum.
Simple and direct, without melodramatic concealment; The desire for beauty is naturally revealed, and the desire for it is a faint anxiety. I can't help being happy when I imagine the future, so that every man or woman who has a crush on me can find her own shadow in this poem.
The third book of songs. National style. Qin Feng. Jianjia
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Follow it back, and the road is long. Follow it back and swim to the middle of the water.
After a long time, the Millennium has not changed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Walking back and forth from here, the road was blocked and jumped. Back and forth from there, they drowned in the water.
The dew hasn't touched yet. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and forth from it, the road is blocked, that's right. Go back and forth from there and swim in the water.
The reason why this poem fascinates everyone is that it replaces the description of love with illusory beauty; All passionate pursuits, anxious desires, and hard waiting have disappeared in a fog; The faint sadness and the bleak autumn make people feel involuntarily lost. Occasionally I think of the mythical lyrics "The fire on the stove swaying in the wind will never go out". I don't know if there will be a "fire that will never go out", but it is really like a "fire on the stove swaying in the wind", erratic and elusive.
The fourth part touch fish Yuan Haowen
Ask what love is in the world and teach me to live and die together.
If you have fun and leave your misery, you will have more stupid children. You should say, there are clouds in Wan Li and dusk in Qian Shan, just depending on who you want to go to.
On Hengfen Road, the flute and drum were lonely and the smoke was still flat. What's the point of arousing the soul? Shan Gui was crying in the dark.
The sky is also jealous, I don't believe it. Birds and swallows are all loess. From generation to generation, I will leave it to poets to sing and drink and visit Qiu Yan.
The most popular poem should be "ask what the world is like, and teach life and death." It tells the true meaning and magic of love words. At the same time, it also gave me a great touch and shock. "There are many people in the world who are suitable for you, but only one person can accompany you all your life, day and night." Without him, your world will be more lonely. Stratus clouds in Wan Li, the vast world of dusk and snow in Qian Shan, what should we do? Every time I read this sentence, my heart is infinitely desolate.
The fifth book, Jiangchengzi Mao Yi, records Su Shi's dream on the 20th day of the first month.
Ten years of life and death are endless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about. Even if we meet, we should not know. Our faces are covered with dust and our temples are frosty.
I suddenly dreamed of going home at night. Xiao Xuan window is being dressed. I care about each other silently, but I shed thousands of tears. My heart breaks every year, and the moon is bright and the mountains are short.
People may be more familiar with the phrase "ten years of life and death are two boundless". However, in my eyes, "I will suddenly dream of going home at night. Xiao Xuan window is being dressed. I care about each other silently, but there are only a thousand tears. " I miss you hard during the day, but I will see my wife dressed up at the window, just like ten years ago; The warmth of the old days has returned, and the thoughts of ten years have come to my mind at once, with mixed feelings. I wonder which one will be more.
Sixth, Li Si Yuan Zhen
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
Looking back at the flowers lazily is partly due to cultivation and partly due to.
I don't want to say anything more about this poem; In the past, it was difficult for seawater to touch water. What we can really do through the ages may be zero. Maybe we have to admit that one can fall in love with different people, but let's recall our firmness and persistence in our ideals.
The seventh book of songs. Nan Zhou. Yao Tao
The peach flew away, burning with its brilliance. When a son returns to China, he should stay at home.
The peach is dead, which is a fact. When a son comes home, it is appropriate for his family.
Pitch died and his son Ye Zhenzhen returned to his family.
Many love poems are full of melancholy, and Yao Tao's joy makes people smile involuntarily; Nowadays, people may sneer at marriage, but love without marriage is like a kite flying in the wind, which makes each other lack warmth and practicality. Many girls like to see wedding dresses, expecting to be happy brides one day and enjoy happiness in the scorching pink of peach blossoms, which is what Yao Tao brought me.
8 th queqiao fairy Qin Guan
Clouds are smart, flying stars spread resentment, and silver and China people stay away from darkness. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.
Tender as water, the ceremony is like a dream. If love lasts a long time, it will last forever.
The phrase "distance cannot stop love" has been abandoned by more and more people. I think of this word when someone breaks up because of distance. Every time I think of that lost love, I will think of a sentence she once said to me, "If two feelings last long, they will always be there." It's a pity that love needs care and time after all. Distance is a sword after all, which will cut everything off. However, I only hope that when my friends see this word, they can arouse the most primitive feeling of love. Finally, I hope all lovers in the world can have a long ending.
Wu Fengqi Liu Yong
Standing on a dangerous building, the wind is very good. Looking at spring, it is already dark. No one can rely on silence in the afterglow of grass.
I intend to get drunk. When drinking is a song, I am strong and happy, but I still have no taste. My clothes have widened, and I have no regrets. I am emaciated by it.
This sentence is the most profound. The ancients often used it to describe the quality of doing one's best in one's career and dying. However, it is also used to describe the profundity and longing of love. Only those who are in it can appreciate the feelings of love and yearning for Iraqis. I don't regret the so-called "clothes widened" I am pining for you. "
Li Chi Ngai of Boolean Operators
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
* * * Drink Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? When will this hatred end?
I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it.