Poet: Li Yu Dynasty: Southern Tang
When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do we know about the past. There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved lanterns and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I asked you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Poet: Li Yu Dynasty: Southern Tang
When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do we know about the past. There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved lanterns and jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I asked you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Poet: Gu Kui Dynasty: Tang
The crow of Xiaoying breaks the dream of lovesickness, and the golden mud phoenix rolls around the curtain. I still wake up from the long-lasting makeup,
The green plumage leans lazily against the cloud screen, turning to Pingting.
The delicate painting of fragrant sandalwood invades the peach face, and the Luo man's sleeves are gently gathered. A good time is so hard to find,
The courtyard is full of greenery and willows are overcast, and the heart of spring is lost.
The wind touches the curtain and sends Jingyang bell, and the mandarin duck is heavily embroidered. At the beginning of dawn, the cold smoke is thick.
The green and pink flowers are beautiful, and the beauty is charming and carefree.
When I got up, I was speechless and took care of my makeup. The mirror of the treasure box was shining brightly. The pond is full of green lotus trees.
The dew is clear and the lotus root flowers are fragrant and melodious.
The green screen covers the hanging pearl foil, and the silk rain cages the pond and pavilion. The dew sticks to the red lotus root and has a delicate fragrance.
Xie Niangjiao is not crazy enough to stop wearing makeup.
The little golden owl is filled with fine smoke, and the pillow is piled with clouds. The light eyebrows are slightly furrowed and the sandalwood is light.
When I was in love, I had dreams and frightened me, and I regretted my passion.
The blue parasol trees reflect on the screen window at night, and the orioles sing lazily as the flowers fade. The small screen bends to cover the green mountains, and the green curtains, fragrant powder and jade are cold, and there are two moths gathered there.
The crazy young people parted ways at a young age and failed to live up to the spring season. The painting shows traces of crying on Luo's red sleeves.
She is leaning against her boudoir door in ecstasy and speechless, feeling like dusk.
The beauty of spring in the boudoir makes my mind tired, and I hate the growth of flowers in spring. The oriole turns delicately into the fragrant mud,
The apricot branch is like a picture, leaning against the light smoke, in front of the locked window.
The two moths standing on the lantern are thin and the willow shadows are swaying obliquely. Yulang still doesn't return home.
He teaches people to chase poplar flowers in their dreams and wander around the world.
The beauty of the young man is better than that of Qiongying, and sooner or later he will be separated from the Three Pure Ones. The lotus crown is stable and the razor rails are horizontal.
The fluttering sleeves are light and green clouds are light. It is difficult to paint.
Chi Chi Shao turned around, her waist was curled up, her eyebrows were dimpled and her eyebrows were small. The apricot branches are fragrant with the strong wind at the altar. At this time, I wish I could visit Emperor Luan to visit Liu Lang.
Poet: Shu Yu Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
The hibiscus falls all over the Tianhan River, and the waves rise at dusk. The two swallows flying on my back stick to the cold clouds, and I look alone towards the east bank of the small building, leaning against the lantern.
In the floating life, I only respect the old man in front of me. The road to Chang'an is covered with snow. My old friend is on the high platform in the morning and evening, and sends me a branch of plum blossoms in the spring of the south of the Yangtze River.
Poppy Author: Jiang Jie Dynasty: late Song Dynasty and early Yuan Dynasty
A young man listens to Yuge upstairs, under the dim tent with red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The broad clouds in the river are low and the wild geese are calling in the west wind.
Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut, and there are stars on my temples. The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, dripping from moment to moment until dawn.
Poppy Author: Zhou Bangyan Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
The light clouds cover the moon on Songxi Road. Long score carrying place. Dream souls circle the pine stream all night long. Meeting each other this night was like a dream.
The sea and mountains are steep and the scenery is beautiful. Don't regret that Jin Zun will fall. Willow flowers blow snow and swallows fly busy. I'm afraid that the boat will break people's hearts when it returns.
Yu Meiren Author: Nalan Xingde Dynasty: Qing Dynasty
The remaining lamps, the wind, the smoke and the cold smoke of the stove, accompanied by only a solitary shadow. The sentence is called "Langcha drunk Qingzun" to ask who Xingyan is in the world.
It’s rare to find wine among the flowers. After drinking it, you scratch your head. I always fall asleep drunk when I am free and worried, but I am afraid I will still be in front of the bottle when I wake up.
Yu Meiren Author: Su Shi Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
Hushan is the most beautiful place in the southeast, as far as the eye can see. How many times can you come back? Then he was drunk and wandering around.
When the lights are first turned on in Shahe Pond, who sings the water tune? At night, when the wind is calm and I am about to return, there is only a bright moon in the river and a clear moon.
Yu Meiren Author: Zhang Yan Dynasty: Southern Song Dynasty
Who can teach singing and dancing in gold. Keep a record of the time. Broken love and broken hearts fall into the world. Han went up to the clouds and lost sight of the old Wushan.
Where can I find Fan Su in the makeup building? I missed Zhou Lang's attention. A curtain of autumn rain can be seen with lanterns. Infinite restraint of sorrow is paid to Yuxiao Han.
The Poppy Author: Ouyang Xiu Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
The incense in the stove will always be white with dragon smoke in the day. The wind moves the golden luan's forehead. The painted screen covers the small mountains and rivers in the cold. When sleeping, the pillow marks are round. Falling flowers.
The height of the building is less than half that of Yanxiao. Looking into the eyes of lovesickness. The masculine love frustrates the melancholy. Therefore, there are fragrant grass and green clouds. Blame the king and grandson.
The Poppy Author: Huang Tingjian Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
There is also a message from the south of the Yangtze River in the end of the world, and the plum blossoms know that spring is near. The night wind blows softly and the fragrance is late, but the dawn blooms all over the branches toward the south.
The pink flowers on the jade platform should be jealous, floating to the center of the eyebrows. I wish to have a deep love for you all my life, and I will be young and old after ten years in this country.
There are many songs for this, you can find it yourself!