Rain and smoke have gone, and people are ruthless and angry (Su, Republic of China)
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. (Li Chi Ngai operator)
I turn my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.
Acacia has no words, don't waste your tears on flowers. (Yan Dao Ji Partridge Day, Volume III, Phase II)
Falling flowers are intentional and heartless.
Why ask for a discount when there are trees and grass?
Since I had to leave Bolt and me yesterday, it hurts my heart even more today. (Tang Libai)
You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much (Don Li Bai)
A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who will complain about this situation (Song Xin Qi Ji)
Affectionate wind Wan Li swept the tide and returned (stone) mercilessly.
Sorrow and sorrow are always ruthless, drop by drop until dawn (Jiang)
The moon is good, and countless nights are relatively sad (Wang Song Anshi)
Two feet on the road in the world, one shoulder worrying about the past and the present (Qing Tongzhou poetry beggar)
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. Heart like a double screen, with Qian Qian knot (Zhang Xian Qian Qiu Sui)
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. (Li Shangyin travels alone in Qujiang in late autumn)
What occasion? See this lover. (Anonymous Book of Songs? Tang style? Take preventive measures)
Falling flower Li shangyin
Visitors to the High Court have been competing to leave; The spring flowers in the small garden are dancing in the wind. The flower shadow is confused by the winding path; Overlooking the petal dance reflects the afterglow of the sunset.
Oh, how can I bear to sweep them away? , the eyes are still thin. Flower lovers who love flowers will naturally blame spring for leaving too early; When spring comes to an end, flowers and flowers only shed tears.
Zhou Bangyan, Xie Lianhuan
Resentment without trust. The lover is cut off, and the news is far away. Faithful and skillful, Jie Lianhuan is like wind and rain, and the fog is light and the clouds are light. Swallow house is empty, dark dust lock, string rope bed. Want to move roots and change leaves, all in the old days, hand-planted red medicine.
Du Ruo was born in Tingzhou. The boat bends along the coast, and people are on the horizon. Memories, listening to books and gossiping that day, will always be burned. Shui Yi Spring Festival, hope to send me, Jiangnan plum calyx. Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq.
Fishermen are proud of their good deeds.
The front fence of Jiuling Peak leans alone. Frown, frown, heartbreak. The farewell of the pink girl. What's it like?
Climbing the mountain near the water, every year. Always remember to get together and be alone today. At night, a lone boat rises in the lake. The grass is withering and the sun is setting.
With whom? The water in the West Lake is the tears of acacia.
Jiangchengzi piano hall
Willow trees in the west city make spring soft. Stay away from troubles. Tears can't be collected. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department. On this day in Bi Ye Zhu Qiao,
People have disappeared, and the water has flowed in vain.
Youth is not for teenagers. Hate you. When do you rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. It is tearful to be a river.
The stream is endless and preoccupied.
Zhang Sui County, Qian Qiu
Count the thrushes. Also report to Fang Fei. Cherish the spring and break the red. The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow,
Nobody flies all day.
Don't fiddle with the strings. Bitter to say. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
The night has passed and the east window is not white.
Born in Ouyang Xiu.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.
The sentimental writer Yi Lee.
Water lines are precious and thoughtful, and the ceremony of a thousand miles is a night off. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon.
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.
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 you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other?
Give it to Yu Yu.
I am ashamed to cover my sleeves in the sun, but I am too lazy to make up in spring. It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover.
Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken. You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang.
Sauvignon blanc Bai Juyi
Bianshui, Surabaya, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, Wu Shan is a little sad.
Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
Nalan Xingde in butterfly lovers
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. One night is like a ring, and the evening is a sigh.
If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.
After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu
Before the bottle, I'm going to say I'm going back to China. I didn't say I was miserable in spring. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Los Angeles.
Wu Fengqi Liu Yong
It's no problem to lean against a dangerous building. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?
I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
Yidijing Liu Yong
Thin pillow weather. It feels like love at first sight. It's colder to get up and sleep.
After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years. I'm going to stay, but I'm going back to Levi's. I have plans to fight for resistance again.
Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.
ps:
There are also classic sentences in modern poetry. Let me introduce two sentences:
Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province Province
I don't know if Sloan hates Mandy.
Zheng Chouyu's farewell.
This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.