Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus and drizzle, to dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, what a sad sentence?
Tianjingsha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan)
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Drink with the moon
Lipper
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si!
Guanhe order
Zhou Bangyan
Autumn is cloudy and sunny, and the yard suddenly gets cold. Standing in court listening to autumn, I miss the trace of Hongyan in the depths of the vast sea of clouds.
The deeper people go to silence, but the wall and the lonely lamp set each other off. The wine is awake, how to stay up late at night?