The moon, now at sea, brings a separated heart at this time, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blow out the candle, it is not dark, although I put on my coat, it is not warm, so I leave my news to the moon and turn to my bed, hoping for a dream.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are bright red, and the Shuhe River beats the cliff on the edge of the cliff. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.
Golden Li shangyin
I want to know why my golden harp has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. Saint Zhuangzi is in daydreaming, fascinated by butterflies, and the emperor and king cry in the cuckoo. Mermaids cry in the moon-like green ocean, and the blue fields breathe their jadeite to the sun. The moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Untitled Li shangyin
You said you would come, but you didn't. You didn't leave me any other trace, except that the moonlight on your tower disappeared forever at five o'clock. I couldn't wake up. I tried to read your notes in a hurry. I found that the ink was too light blue and your candle burned in its kingfisher feather lamp, and musk embroidered hibiscus slightly, but I was far from reaching the charming mountain, and you were on the other side, 10 thousand peaks away.
Untitled Li shangyin
There are many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy will last all night. The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? 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
I met her a long time ago, but since we parted, the time has been longer. The east wind has started, the flowers have withered, the silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and the candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she sees her hair clouds changing in the mirror, but she dares to sing her evening song in the cold moonlight. Pengshan, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Untitled Li shangyin
Last night's star, last night's wind, is in the west of the studio and east of the Cinnamon Hall. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn in the spring wine. When it warms me, I will remind you how to bet. There, we roll dice in groups under the crimson light. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn.
Lotus leaf hate is born in spring, hate is born in autumn, when it is dry.