Di's poems

Poetry in Tale of Genji

Dohko

Faced with time constraints, I am sad and long-term, and I miss the poor.

On a cold and windy night, the palace is full of tears. Far away, the grass is too lonely.

Even with the cry of autumn insects, I cried for a long time

Crying like insects adds tears to the imperial secretary.

Jiayin's dry wind is fierce, and sorrow is overwhelming.

May you turn into a Hongdu guest and explore the fragrant soul residence.

If you want the moon on the palace wall, you will weep even more. How can you see the light in the distant pity wasteland!

Tong fa once tied it himself, but did the double belt of acacia become useless?

Zhu Si is united, and I hope the blush will never disappear.

Broom wood

In the past year, I have been jealous of my shortcomings.

I have a lot of ruthless hatred in my chest. It's time to give you up.

In the beautiful boudoir, it is not my lover who refuses to stay.

The flute is like the west wind, so don't stay!

In the ruined barren hills, there are often years of silence and spring. May you forgive Nadeshiko.

The flowers are in a mess and beautiful. Loneliness and pity are often summer flowers, and the beauty is unparalleled.

I was sad about it and cried for years. Qiu Lai is full of beautiful scenery, but it is often destroyed in summer and early days.

Why did you ask me to come another day?

If your messenger is a frequent visitor, he won't be ashamed of his kindness tonight.

It hurts to hate your cold heart. Why did the chicken crow early in the morning?

The rooster sings before worrying about his health and cries until he wakes up.

I will know when to relive my old dreams and keep my eyes open until now.

I don't know how strange the broom is, but I lost passers-by in the empty garden.

I was sent to a house on the wasteland, and the illusion was the same as broom wood.

Empty cicada

The smell of cicada clothes is still there, and people are pitiful when they see things.

The cicada clothes are thick and dew, and the tree density is little known. It seems that my shirt is often wet. If I am worried, who can I tell?

Dusk face

The sunset glow is bright, and it is expected that Iraqis will enter Malaysia.

Do you think Anzhi in the distance is a sunset?

It's hard to give up a famous flower when it fades, and it's hard to save face!

The morning mist is not clear, and the heart is not in the famous flower?

Please serve this excellent woman and don't forget to make a deep oath in the next life.

If you don't accumulate the blessings of the past, how can you have hope for the future fate?

I'm new here, wearing the moon and stars. Since ancient times, your visit to Yeke has also solved this situation.

The moon sets with the mountain, and the name of the mountain is unknown. Will be poor and blue, flickering and fragrant.

Evening with a smile, just for the encounter at that time.

At that time, the road was brilliant, but it was out of sight at dusk.

Idle clouds turn to dust, looking at dusk is amiable.

I don't know what makes people sad.

It can be seen that the floating world is like a cicada, and suddenly the book is alive.

Once the spring breeze is gone, why tell the story of parting?

I am glad to hear the good news, and I am half happy and half sad.

When does a tearful kiss become nepotism?

Obsessed with hiding this reunion certificate, I didn't expect my sleeves to be rotten.

The cicada abandons the present, and the winter caresses and cries.

Autumn is the end and winter is the beginning. It's raining. Where are you going?

Purple son

It is difficult to protect the grass, and the dew disappears.

Will the pearl dew disappear when the tender grass is still green?

After seeing the fine grass, the wandering shirt cried.

Tourists get wet all night, how can it be colder than mountain people?

The mighty mountain wind woke me up, listening to the sound of waterfalls and tears.

You cry frequently when you listen to Feng Shui, but I am not tempted by the old mountain forest.

I told the imperial secretary that the mountain scenery was good and the cherry blossoms didn't stop to revisit.

Concentrate on waiting for cherry blossoms, but Shan Ye lacks them.

The rock gate of Panasonic has been opened since today, and I know the heroic deeds for the first time in my life.

I took a look at the flowers last night and I can't bear to go home today.

Is pity flower sincere? Look at the drifting clouds.

The beautiful shadow of Sakura haunts the soul and dreams, and its infinite affection belongs to this flower.

There are many mountain winds, and Li Ying is easy to disperse, and there is no room for pity.

Love thousands of feet deeply and hate Pengshan.

Knowing that he will regret it one day, he will not hesitate to say goodbye again and again today.

When we met, it was difficult for us to continue our dreams. I hope in my dream.

Even if the dream never wakes up, the notoriety is also worrying.

It is difficult to sail in the reeds since I heard the crane whispering.

Weeds take root and pass through Lithospermum. When will you take them off your hands?

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Chinese cat

86 fan, 6th floor

Weak willows are delicate and difficult to dance, and the spring breeze is willing to wait?

I don't know the true face of the spring breeze, and it's too frivolous to bow down and dance.

Facing the cold fog and approaching the boudoir, is there a door that doesn't allow people to enter?

When the fog is heavy, you can't go cold. You can open the door without locking it.

Looking forward to Musashino, many roads are not feasible. If you pity Arnebia euchroma, children can be close.

Yearning for Musashino, why pity Arnebia euchroma? The reason is not clear, and the doubt will not end.

Finally pick flowers

* * * Look at the bright moon in Dongshan, I wonder who will fall tonight?

The moonlight shines everywhere, so which side will it fall on tonight?

I have been speechless for a long time, but I can't help talking.

Can you stop talking? I don't know why you are speechless.

Knowing that silence is better than words is like playing dumb and being bored to death.

The evening mist is still blurred, adding sorrow every night.

Stay in the moon garden in the rain, even if you don't feel the same way.

When the morning sun melts, why doesn't it melt?

The white-headed old man's clothes are covered with snow, and the morning outing childe is stained with tears.

It's a pity to have a son with leaves, but don't do splendid spring sleeves.

Why pick flowers at the end of the culture when you know that this color is not attractive?

Even if love is finer than spring yarn, don't give others a bad reputation!

When we meet, we often hate clothes and add a new one every other day.

Plum branches are beautiful and appreciated, but at the bottom is safflower, which is not pitiful?

Hongye congratulation

Do you know if you are very sad and hate your body and can't dance?

Who can untie the fan sleeves of the Tang Dynasty? Graceful, I feel sorry for myself.

How many grievances did you have in your last life, and how deep did you leave this world?

Life is full of hate, and it is doubly sad to think of children. It's still sad to meet, not to mention not seeing anyone.

Comparing flowers to my heart can hardly soothe my sadness and tears.

Tears are often wet with flowers, and love flowers can't bear to be sparse.

Please see the lush greenery and look forward to your feeding the pony.

There are often herds in the trees. Can Ma 'an get involved?

Are there any wet clothes in front of the eaves? I saw tears pouring down my face.

Seeing that my wife and daughter are so tired, I am not used to waiting for the door on the eaves.

I had to tear my clothes and expose my secret true feelings.

Knowing that secrecy is hard to keep, intentional killing is cruel!

Two waves have come and gone, leaving only lonely spring in the sky.

What are you afraid of in stormy waters? I hate this stone head from my heart!

If you have lost your kindness, the original will be returned today.

I hate that you stole my sky blue ribbon. This is the time to cut the seat with you.

Even if you can look up at the clouds, you will have endless hatred.

Flower feast

If it can be regarded as an ordinary dance, then the richness of admiration is innocent.

You and I both know that a good night, a good marriage is like a reunion.

If I unfortunately return to Chuntu, I don't expect you to visit the grave.

Look around to find out Fang's name, and rumors spread like bamboo wind.

Where is the hazy waning moon going? Deep lovesickness makes people worry and die.

My vines are poor, why should they be special to you?

Ishikawa Koryo took my fan. I regret it, hate it, and regret it. ……

Enjoy the hazy moon for a while. Can I see you again? Looking at the top of the mountain, worried about going astray.

But this is not about the moon, but about the heart. Cloudy desert on the mountain, can you get lost?

Kuiji

I can only see the shadow of crazy children, but I am sad and unlucky.

Chihiro sea is unfathomable, and seaweed reaches out to me.

Do you know that the sea is looking for the bottom? There is no time for ebb and flow!

I hope the fairy meets a good couple, and everyone is lonely.

I have long known what a good partner you are, and it is empty talk to treat me sincerely!

God is an inanimate object, and it is too late to believe in an empty name.

Falling in love is often wet, mired in mud and hated!

You live in Asaseta, but you can't help it. I have no body in the abyss.

Mr. Lang, get married quickly and let me wander back to myself!

Beautify as smoke, the sky is clear on the clouds. Staring at the night sky teaches people pity everywhere.

The color of mourning is light because of smoothness, and the sleeves are full of tears.

When I hear about my death, I often cry, but I don't want to be alone.

It is a waste of time to die before you die.

Because the rain is a cloud and lonely, I don't know where the incense is.

The fragrant soul turned into a drizzle, and the desert sky was full of tears.

There are small flowers beside the hay fence, which is a relic of last autumn.

Although the flowers by the fence are beautiful, they quit after seeing them.

I have tasted the sadness of autumn, and I shed more tears at dusk this day.

Autumn fog is sad when you are born, and you are worried about wind and rain!