1. Jiangchengzi Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
2. Who reads the west wind alone in Huanxisha?
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun. It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
3. "Thinking" five poems, Part IV
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. 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.
It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time.
Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze. Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
5. Green clothes
Green clothes, green clothes, green face and yellow lining. I'm sad. I'm sad. When can I only stop? Green clothes, green clothes, green coat, yellow clothes. Sad in my heart, sad in my heart, when can I forget it! Green silk thread, green silk thread, you sewed it yourself. I thought of the ancients, so I didn't have _ xi. _ Xi _ Xi, it's sad to take the wind. I think of my wife's death, and it is really considerate of my heart.