The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
The sadness of leaving Kyoto is like a wave of water extending to the distance of sunset. With a wave of whip heading east, people feel at the end of the world. Flowers and branches are not heartless things, even if they turn into spring mud, they are willing to cultivate beautiful spring flowers to grow.
Untitled time was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we separated-Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.
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! .
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.
3. Self-mockery-Modern: Lu Xun
What do you want from the delivery of the canopy, but you dare not turn over and meet each other.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
What can I do if I am unlucky? I tried to get rid of it, but I was hit hard. Covering your face with a broken hat is as dangerous as sailing in the water with wine in a leaky boat. Angry at those who are morally bankrupt and condemned, they bend down and are willing to be the people's willing ox. No matter what changes take place in the external environment, stick to your ambition and stand and never change.
4, "After the Model"-Han Dynasty: Zhuge Liang
I will do my best until I die.
I will spare no effort to contribute everything to my death.
5. Seven Laws of Shaoshan-Modern Times: Mao Zedong
Don't dream of vaguely cursing the passing of Sichuan. My hometown was thirty-two years ago.
The red flag rolls up the serf halberd and the black hand hangs the overlord whip.
Dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky for sacrifice and ambition.
I like watching thousands of waves of rice and waves, and heroes everywhere are dying.
After parting, many dreams are cursing the passage of time, and it has been 32 years since I left my hometown. The red flag blows the arm of the peasants, and the enemy holds high the overlord iron whip. Because so many people dare to sacrifice for their great ideals and change the old world. I like to see large crops rolling like waves again, and peasant heroes returning from work in the twilight.