Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence. (Lan Tong Lan)
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Explanation:
I leaned on the railing of a tall building for a long time, and the breeze brushed my face a little bit, which made me feel dejected in the endless spring, and my depression and sadness rose from the distant and boundless sky. Green grass, drifting clouds and smoke, hidden in the afterglow of sunset, no one understands my feeling of leaning against the railing.
I'm going to get drunk in my bohemian mood and raise a glass to sing, but I feel meaningless when I barely laugh. I'm getting thinner and thinner, but I haven't always regretted it. I'd rather look haggard because of her thinness.
2. Yu Ling Han Song: Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? (Good Scene 1: Beautiful Scenes)
Explanation:
Qiu Chan's cry was bleak and urgent. In the evening, facing the pavilion, the shower just stopped. I hosted a farewell dinner in the suburbs of Kyoto, but I was not in the mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board were already urging me to start. Hold each other's hands, look at each other with tears, and choke. It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, with a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the mist in the evening hangs over the southern sky, deep and vast, with no end.
Since ancient times, sentimental people have always been sad for parting, not to mention in this cold and desolate autumn! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It will be a long time later. I expect that even in good weather and good scenery, I will look like a dummy. Even if there is full affection, who will tell?
3. "Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi's Dream on the 20th of the First Month" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (heartbreak: heartbreak)
Explanation:
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget. Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Running around is dusty and icy.
I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window. You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines. Supposedly, the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where my wife is heartbroken every year.
4, "Jia Xu" Pre-Qin: Anonymous
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Explanation:
The river is green with reeds and frost in autumn. Where is the right person? Just across the river.
It's too long to go upstream to find her. Follow the running water to find her, as if in the middle of the water.
The reeds by the river are dense, and the morning dew is not dry. Where is the right person? Just beyond the river bank.
Sail against the current, it is hard to go climbs. Follow the running water to find her, as if on a beach.
The reeds by the river are thick and thick, and the dew has not been completely collected in the morning. Where is the right person? It's just beyond the water.
It's hard to find a way to find her against the current. Follow the running water to find her as if she were in the water.
5. Song Dynasty: Qin Guan
The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. (Du Tong: Du)
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Explanation:
Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.
* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?