2. Who will complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"
I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs
4, acacia said acacia, Silang hates Xiaomin. -Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province"
5, after desolation, the two should be the same, at most, it is impossible to clear the grievances. -Nalan Xingde's "Young Beauty"
6, the fallen flower is independent, and the micro-swift flies. -Yan's "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy"
7, falling red is not a heartless thing, turned into spring mud to protect flowers. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems
8. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
9, the sky is not old, I can't help it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's Millennium.
10, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"
1 1. How do you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree
12, people are sentimental and thin, but now they are not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"
13, when you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
14, how heartless is love? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
15, this year has passed, and it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
16, I wish I were like a star, like the moon, shining every night. -Fan Chengda's "Car in the Distance"
17, Guanguan Luogui, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs, Nan Zhou Guanluo"
18, back to your pearl, tears streaming down her face, wishing I could not meet you before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Woman's Song"
19, he was born infatuated, and there is no place in the world where he misses love. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha"
20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell
2 1, poor bones by the river, still a dream girl. -Chen Tao's "Longxi"
22, buttonwood, three nights of rain, can not leave love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "More Leaking Three Third Songs"
23, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House
24. I was going to say the date of return before I respected you, but I didn't say anything about spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
25, thousands of dollars to buy each other like a blessing, who is complaining about this situation. -Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
26, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"
27, life is infatuated, this hate has nothing to do with romantic. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring"
28, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Room Thinking
29. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen's Fishing: One of Two Songs
30, married, love is not in doubt. -Su Wu's "Married"
3 1, silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drip the wick dry every night. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
32. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love
33. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
34. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's "Bu Operator"
I know that I have been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou embarrassed me. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn
36. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking. -"Two Sauvignon Blancs of Li Bai"
37. Find a good dream, which is difficult to realize. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky
38. How can we live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"
2. Poetry expressing thoughts: Classic 1. "When is the autumn moon and spring flowers?"
Author: Five Dynasties Li Yu
1, original sentence
When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
2. Translation
When does this year's time end? How much do you know about the past! Last night, there was a spring breeze blowing in the small building. On this bright night, how can I bear the pain of thinking of my hometown?
Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like endless spring water rolling east.
Second, "Jiang recalled dreams day and night on the 20th day of the first month".
Author: Su Shi in Song Dynasty
1, original sentence
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.
2. Translation
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.
Thirdly, untitled time was long before I met her, but even longer after we broke up.
Author: Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
1, original sentence
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
2. Translation
It's hard to meet each other, and it's even harder to leave, not to mention in this late spring when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered.
Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Dress up in the morning and look in the mirror. I'm only worried that the clouds in my hair will change color and my face will disappear. I can't sleep alone in the long night, so I must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
Penglai Mountain is not too far from here, but there is no road to cross. Please visit me diligently by a messenger like the bluebird.
Four, "a short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night"
Author: Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
1, original sentence
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
2. Translation
You asked me the date of coming home, but it was difficult to decide the date of coming back. It's raining heavily in Bashan tonight, and it's raining in the autumn pool.
When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?
Five, "a prune, red lotus root fragrance residual jade autumn"
Author: Li Qingzhao of Song Dynasty
1, original sentence
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
2. Translation
The pink lotus has withered, the fragrance has dispersed, and the smooth jade bamboo mat has the coolness of autumn. Untie the silk skirt, put on casual clothes and go aboard alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? By the time the geese flew back, the moonlight had spread all over the west building.
Falling flowers alone, flowing water alone. We all miss each other, but we can't talk to each other, so we have to be unhappy alone. This lovesick sorrow can't be sent away. It just disappeared from the wrinkled brow and was faintly entangled in my heart.
3. Poetry says that lovesickness is six times sparse information, and the month is thousands of miles away. Yang Wanli, the concept of sending soil
I miss you in a faraway place. Outside the blue sky, the past and present are the source of tears. Li Bai is in Sauvignon Blanc
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. Li Bai, Qiu Fengqing
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Untitled Li shangyin
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Untitled Li shangyin
Where is acacia bitter, the screen window is drunk in the dream. Li Yu, Xie Xinen
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears. Fan Zhongyan and Su Muzhe
On the pipa string, I said I was homesick. At that time, the moon was there, and I had come back according to the colorful clouds. "Linjiang Fairy" Yan Dao Ji
Flowers are invisible, but they are alone in acacia. Nalanxing's Virtue in "Health Mistakes"
Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you. Wang Shizhen's Mourning Poetry
4. Antique poem 1, describing lovesickness. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
2. The strip is long and there are countless fireworks. You look back with the lights, the pavilions are short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui and watched the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
4. White lotus blossoms, clear face and crescent moon, weak water of 3,000.
The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
6. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.
7. Humane sea water is not half as deep as acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.
8. Ren was so confused that he walked across the willow tree with a smile.
9. If the peach blossoms don't bloom, how can we know that the pear blossoms in Jing Qing are shallow?
10. Nineteen hate piano singing this life wish, who is in harmony with the fleeting time, this hate is that there is no confidant in life.
1 1. How many beauties have been brought back to their hometown after many years.
12. Weiyang, I can't stop thinking about leaving the world of mortals in the air. If my heart is boundless, my heart is boundless, I am willing to go down to the dust and follow you all my life, but can you?
13. One inch of acacia, one inch of ash, who takes away the fleeting time, chaotic floating life.
14. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.
15. Maybe it is the marriage in the last life, maybe it is the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment.
16. elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
17. If you don't care, I'll have a rest. Yesterday, I drank thousands of glasses of wine on weekdays and recited poems for the first time in the Spring and Autumn Period.
18. A kind of forbearance is actually a hidden power, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
19. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, sadness is flowing, but it can't hide the mottled fleeting time.
20. Once a young woman dies in spring, it is difficult to know whether the flowers have fallen or died.
2 1. How many beauties have been worn out and how many lovesickness pieces have been broken, leaving only blood, ink and tears.
22. The moon is covered with dark clouds and there is no trace of people, so I can't tell you how lonely I am.
23. A few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, life is up to me.
5. What are the poems that express lovesickness? 1. Ten years of life and death are ambiguous, and I forgot without thinking. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
Interpretation: The two died for a lifetime and were isolated for ten years. They miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it.
2. Do you know how much you miss linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean? -The article "Two Southern Songs/New Poems"
Interpretation: Small and exquisite dice are embedded with red beans that symbolize acacia. Do you know that lovesickness goes deep into your bones?
I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Interpretation: I only hope that you and I have the same mind and will live up to this mutual yearning.
4. If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it and hurt it. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"
Interpretation: I won't miss you after I was born. I just understand what lovesickness is, but I suffer from lovesickness.
5. Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short acacia is infinite. -Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
Forever lovesickness, forever memories, short-lived lovesickness is endless.
6. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, it will be sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xianxian Qiao Yun"
Interpretation: As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
7. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. -Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
Interpretation: Flowers drift, water floats. A kind of parting lovesickness affects two leisure worries.
8. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. -Sima Xiangru's Feng Qiu Yellow
Interpretation: I feel crazy when I don't see her for a day.
9. I've thought about it for a long time and hated it for a long time. I wish I could stop until it was time to go back. Yueming people lean on the building. -Bai Juyi's "Looks Speculative Liu Shui"
Interpretation: miss, hate, where is the end, Iraqis, you will not stop until you return. A bright moon shines in the sky, so that we can watch the moon together.
10. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, but an inch is still a thousand shares. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
Interpretation: Where do heartless people know the distress of sentient people? An inch of acacia is inextricably linked. No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.
6. Poetry about Acacia Poetry about Acacia:
1, being in a foreign land, I miss my family more often during the festive season. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
2, who wants to say acacia, shallow lovers don't know. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
3. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
5. If you don't miss life, you will miss it and you will miss it. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Ling Chun Qing"
6. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
7. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. -Li Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains"
8. Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
7. What are the original poems that express my thoughts, which appear first, and the old building grows new?
Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only.
Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")? I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent.
(Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq. (Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance is in the bone (Yan by Chao Buzhi). Who knows (Mrs. Wei's "Wu") gaunt and tired in the south of the Yangtze River, unbearable, anxious to get back together (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang"), looking at the moon pavilion with his hand, and smelling the flute on the bridge. It is already midnight in the city.
The horse is slippery and frozen, so it is better to have a rest. It's better to walk less (Zhou Bangyan's youth brigade). It's like Iraq. How can it be like a slave loss (an isolated spirit)? Only Guanshan is thousands of miles away, when will Su Guangtong (Jiang Shenzi of Xie Yi) sail to Wan Liyun? Send a lonely soul and your eyes will be cut off. Who? It's not the moon that hates you, but the east, the west, the north and the south.
East, west, north and south, only each other. I hate you, but I've been on the river for a month, and I'm still losing money when I'm full.
When it is full, it is still a loss. When is the reunion (Lv Benzhong's Mulberry Picking)? It is better to warm the sun and lose to Yingying Yanyan. The courtyard is full of flower curtains, and the heartbroken grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen). He sits alone, advocates enjoying alone and lying alone.
Standing is frustrating, but touching people (Zhu's "delicate magnolia") is naive and not afraid of people guessing, and sleeping with him is pregnant. When I was leaving, I was too lazy to come to the dresser again (Zhu's Qing Ping Le) for fear of parting. There are many things I want to say and take a break (Li Qingzhao's "The Phoenix Tower Memories the Flute"), but I want to read the water in front of the building and stare at it all day.
Seeing the place has added new worries since then (Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai to Blow the Flute"). The west wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"). Now, with the cold wind, the temple is afraid to go out at night. It is better to look under the curtain and listen to people's laughter (Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness"). When it is cold and lonely, it is most difficult to rest (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice).
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can we beat him? It's late and urgent (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). This time, how can we get a sad word (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice)? We should pay attention to Yao Qin, who will listen when there are few bosom friends (Yue Fei's The Hill)? It is even more important. The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite.
Dreams are hard to achieve, and hatred is hard to level. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall.
(Si Wan Yong's "Sauvignon Blanc") Dongfeng Xie, with a subtle sense of joy and a melancholy mood, left Suo for several years. Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") Spring is the same, people are empty, tears are full (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"), peach blossoms fall, and the pool is idle.
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo and Mo (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") are lonely at dusk, and there is more wind and rain (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), and everyone is jealous.
Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains unchanged (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), only the dream soul can reunite, and the dream can not be made (Lu You's "Dead Hua Lian"). I'm not afraid of silver and steel, but I'm afraid of the wind and rags (Lu You's Die in Hua Lian). I'm afraid spring has already begun, not to mention countless red flowers (Xin Qiji's "Fishing" is expected to arrive in the Ming Dynasty, and it is difficult to fold flowers in the mirror before seeing you again.
We should also be surprised to ask: How many buildings in Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) have been deserted recently? Old You Yanfei can say (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) that teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the next floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say that I still have a rest, but it's a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's ugly slave) and nobody cares. What's more, who advised Ti Ying to stop (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai), because he brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't know what to do in spring (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai). Looking back, the man was there. Affection is hard to give (Jiang Kui's Yangzhou Slow), sorrow is hard to cut (Jiang Kui's Long Pavilion Resentment Slow), and Leng Xiang's flying poem (Jiang Kui's Nian Nujiao) has been dyed by acacia in early spring (Jiang Kui's Walking on the Sand)
We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling.
(Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky") The green carving is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and nostalgic (Jiang Kui's "Dimfragrance") is nothing like the spring breeze. No matter what it is, the golden house has been sorted out long ago. He also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but complained that Yulong's elegy (Jiang Kui's "Thin Shadow") was on the verge of breaking the shore and a new green was born; This is a place that turns red with sadness. I remember the flowers blossoming in the front door and cutting the lights in the middle of the night (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang), worried that Cui Dai's eyebrows would be damaged. I am lonely every day (Shi Dazu's "Double Words"), and there is a dark green road in front of the building. There is a trace of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine"), so I can't spend my honeymoon with melancholy, and the moss rises in the quiet step overnight (Wu Wenying
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 the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away, cherries are red and bananas are green (Jie Jiang's Plum). Emotions and sorrows are always ruthless. You can't write a book until dawn (Jie Jiang's Young Beauty), and only send a little (Zhang Yan's Jie Lianhuan). Jiangzhou Sima, with a wet shirt, is the end of the world (Wu Ji's Full Moon).
8. There are countless poems expressing love and yearning.
Come back when you grow up, and it's Sauvignon Blanc when you die.
His people are nearby, but his room is far away.
If you don't miss me, is there no one else?
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. When will this water stop and this hatred end? I hope your heart is the same as mine, you won't bear it, you will miss it.
Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
The grandson of the prince is gone forever, and the spring grass grows.
Hating you is not like the moon, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, only each other. Hate you like Jiang Yue. When it is full, it is still a loss. When it is full, it is still a loss. How long will the reunion last?
A generation of two people for a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasy, lovesickness is not blind date, who is spring? Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you drink Oxford, you will forget poverty relatively.
If you have a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don't see her for a day, you will go crazy.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
Zhu Jian thinks in succession, looking haggard and fragmented. If you don't believe me, you will cry. Open the box and take the pomegranate skirt.
Small print means business is average.
Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone. I can't write gradually, because I am deeply in this situation, and the red note is colorless.
The past suddenly vanished. Don't cross the West Garden, Lingbo Xiang will cut off the moss money. Swallows don't know how to change in spring, so they put on a swing.
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long.
Acacia bitter, acacia bitter, heartbroken, unknown.
This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.
Fortunately, the door was ajar and the sun was setting. Tears for your last spring.
At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
After a long walk, I suddenly miss Mei Zhi.
The white dew is frost, and the so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Gentleman's service is unknown.
From the beginning, the head was like a flying canopy.
Picking hibiscus in the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass, who wants to stay, thinking from afar. Still looking back at my hometown, the long road is vast, living alone, sad to death.
There are strange trees in the courtyard, and the green leaves are full of flowers. If you climb a crossbar and break its brilliance, you will think of it. The incense is full of sleeves, and the road is long. This thing is not a tribute, but it feels different.
Moon how bright, shine on my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes. Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. When you leave home alone, who should you sue if you are worried? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
After parting, I remember meeting you, and I dreamed of being with you several times.
Xiao Niang's face is thinner than tears, and Liu Changyi is sad. The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points.
Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.
I know what it's like to be alone. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.
It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.
Roll a light cream on the curtain in the morning, and try plum makeup by hand. All fate has its own grievances, so painting is far away. Thinking about the past and thinking about the future, lingering fragrance, easy to get hurt. It is the most heartbreaking thing to fold the song before laughing.
Sadness is not sadness, but parting, joy is not joy, and I have made new friends.
And the news was lost in the White Wolf River. The autumn night in Red Phoenix here is long. Who are you worried about? I can't see you alone, and the empty moon shines yellow.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Whose boat is flat tonight, where to miss the bright moon building. Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan can't fly all the time, but ichthyosaurs dive. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the trees are full of rivers.
It's awkward to meet at this time.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
Love became thin when it was strong, and now I really regret it. Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.
After a brief encounter, the east wind rises and a hundred flowers blossom. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.
The ends of the earth are poor and white, only endless lovesickness.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Ruthless is not as sentimental and bitter as an inch.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
I hope to win a heart and never give up.
I miss you like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.
It's hard to stay in an empty bed without going home.
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror. High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper, watching the moon sigh. Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds. There is a clear sky in the world. Below, I see the green and agitation of water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.
The road is blocked and long, and it is safe to meet.
V Zhou Yue tonight, watching it from her bedroom window alone. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.