The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, what's the matter?
"Midnight Wu Ge" Li Bai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
Li Bai, Yuzu
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.
If you don't want a water curtain, watch the glory of the autumn moon through its crystal glass? .
"Love in the Boudoir" Li Duan
There are few stars in the moon, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and it is difficult to dream without a lonely lamp.
Wearing clothes, looking at the door more, angry and happy.
Juck Zhang, a trip to the south of the Yangtze River
Lu Tong's leaves rot in Xiwan, but lotus seeds are still blooming.
Dreams never leave the river, and people preach the phoenix mountain lang.
Ancient jade in Jiangnan district
I occasionally go to the river to collect silver pheasants, and I also compete with my female partner for the river god.
I dare not express my heart in front of everyone, secretly throw money and ask my distant husband's voice.
Li Bai is in Sauvignon Blanc
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects sing by the golden well,
Thin frost shines on my cold mat like a small mirror, and tall lanterns flicker; My desire is getting deeper and deeper,
I lifted the curtain, sighed and stared at the moon, which rose from the clouds like a flower.
Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.
Heaven and earth are far away, can I dream over the portal and over the mountains? .
Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.
The sun is full of lust, and the moon is bright and sleepless.
I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan.
I miss you in a distant place, outside the blue sky,
My eyes used to shine, but now they are the source of tears.
If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me!
Li Bai in Resentment
How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her forehead is! .
You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much?
Li Bai, Long March
My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We live in an alley in Qingkan. We are all young and happy. Fourteen-year-old, your wife, too shy to laugh.
I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls. But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.
Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower. Then when I was sixteen, you left, Qutang.
Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky. Every old footprint in front of the door is hidden under green moss.
Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves. Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.
Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade. Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .
I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.
Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
A Letter to a Friend in the North on a Rainy Night by Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Chang Li E Shang Yin
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Li Shangyin in Jinse
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Untitled Li shangyin
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
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.
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.
Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Wang Wei in Acacia
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Long March, Cui Hao
Tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? .
Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang.
You and me, we were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! It's a pity that we have never met.
Li Yi in Jiangnan Qu
Since I married a Qutang businessman, he has not kept his promise every day.
If I thought the tide was so regular, I might choose a boy by the river.
Wang Changling, in my heart forever
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
Farewell to Du Mu
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.
Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.
Du Mu in Autumn Night
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Jin changxu, spring resentment
Get rid of the oriole, get rid of all the music on the tree.
They woke her up when she dreamed that she went to meet him in Liaoxi camp.
Meng Jiao in Fuck a Fierce Woman
The branches and leaves of the male martial arts spread for the rest of my life, and two pairs of mandarin ducks and waterfowl died together.
If a sincere girl only loves her husband in her life, she will live faithfully like them.
What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? .
Li Si's Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, it was hard for the sea to last forever, amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Ye Li, Acacia and Resentment
Human nature is as deep as the sea, less than half of lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.
Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
Cui Hu, the title is "South Village of Beijing"
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
People don't know where to go. Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Liu Yuxi, Zhi Zhu's Ci
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, sunny on the road.
Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family, who hardly grew up, grew up in a boudoir, it was unknown.
But once you are elected as a monarch, you can't hide the gift from God. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. I can't help you when the emperor first noticed her and chose her as his bride.
Clouds in her hair, petals on her cheeks, golden ripples in her crown when she moves, hibiscus on a spring night. But the night in spring is very short, and the sun rises too fast. From the beginning, the emperor didn't go to the court early.
No time to enjoy the feast, his mistress in spring, his tyrant at night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Pale yellow dust strolls in the wind, Xiao Ying, at the crack of the path of the dagger tower, they cross a cloud line.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . He will stretch the wick to the end, but he still can't sleep. ,.
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.