yearn for
Huasongliu
forever
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.
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.
Inlaid harp
Li shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. In daydreaming, Saint Zhuangzi was bewitched by butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart cried in the cuckoo.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. A moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.
Cao Cao's short songs
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over.
Bu operator
Li Chi Ngai
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day,
* * * Drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.