Separated by Wan Li, each on a day;
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and we'll be safe!
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
The day of parting is far away, and the day of clothing is slow;
Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end.
Don't give up donations, try to add meals! -"One of Nineteen Ancient Poems-Walking and Walking Again"
Grass by the green river and willow in the dark garden.
Yingying is a woman upstairs with eyes as bright as windows.
E-E's pink makeup makes her hands delicate.
She used to be a housewife, but now she is a slut.
It's hard to stay in an empty bed without going home. -Nineteen Ancient Poems No.2-Grass by the Green River
The Green Mausoleum is on the cypress, and Leileixi is on the stone.
Life between heaven and earth is like a passer-by.
Drink and socialize, talk thick but not thin.
Driving a car, playing the game of Wanhe Luo.
Why are you depressed in Romania? The crown belt is self-contained.
Long winding paths lead to secluded and narrow lanes, and princes live first.
The two palaces are far away from each other, with a double gap of more than 100 feet.
Very entertaining, why pretend to be forced? -The Third of Nineteen Ancient Poems-Cypress Trees on Qingling Mountain
Today's party is so beautiful that the joy of such a feast can hardly end.
The timbre of guzheng is so elegant, it is the most fashionable piece, exquisite and ingenious.
A virtuous person speaks highly of music and knows the true meaning of musicians.
Qi Xin has the same wish, but the meaning is not extended.
Life is like a Lv Ji, only I am like dust, which is blown away by the wind in an instant.
Why not aim high and focus on the road and Tianjin first?
It is always bitter to do nothing and remain poor and humble. -The fourth of nineteen ancient poems.-Good dinner today
There are tall buildings in the northwest, flush with the clouds.
Cross sparse junction window, aging third order.
There is a string song on the floor, with a sad voice!
Who can write this song? Nothing, just Qi Liang's wife.
Merchants in the Qing Dynasty drifted with the wind in the Middle Song Dynasty.
Sighing again and again, generosity is more than sadness.
I don't care whether the singer is bitter or not, but there is little hostility.
I would like to fly high for two swans. -"Five of Nineteen Ancient Poems-There are Tall Buildings in Northwest China"
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc. -"Become husband and wife" Su Wu
Thinking of you is like a candle, frying your heart and containing your tears. -Chen, "Out of the King"
There is no doubt about love when you are married. -"Become husband and wife" Su Wu
I am bent on leaving home and worried to death. -"She River Picks Hibiscus" is anonymous.
Who is worried when you are gloomy? I miss you differently, each in the same place. -"Room Thinking" Xu Gan