Four pieces of jade from Nanlu Farewell Yuanguan Hanqing
I feel sad to say goodbye,
How long will it take to miss a little love?
Flicking the flowers and snow with your sleeves:
The stream is sloping,
The mountains are covering it,
People are leaving.
"Mulan Ci" If Nalan Xingde's life was just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind paint a fan sadly?
It is easy to change an old person's heart, but it is easy to change an old person's heart.
It’s midnight when the Lishan language is gone, and the rain and the ringing rain at night end without complaint.
How lucky is the brocade clothes, the wings are connected to the branches and the wish is made that day. "Farewell at Jinling Wine Shop" Li Bai's shop is filled with the fragrance of willows and flowers in the wind, while Wu Ji presses wine and advises guests to taste it.
The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not.
I would like to ask you, Dongliu Shui, who do you want to compare with? "Jinmingchi·Ode to the Cold Willow" Liu Rushi
There is a cold wave of sadness and ruthless afterglow, which is Xiaoxiao Nanpu. The wind blows more, and the lone shadow of the frost strips, I still remember the flying catkins of the old days. When I arrived late, the sun was setting in the mist, I saw a traveler, who was so thin that I looked like a dancer. There is always a sense of desolation, very haggard, but there are still some beautiful poems from Yantai.
Spring turns into autumn rain. Thinking about the romantic past, it hurts me like this. Even though there are plenty of people, they draw boats around the embankment, but they are all deserted, and the water clouds are still the same. Recalling the past, there was a bit of east wind, a few heavy curtains, and the eyebrows were sad. Waiting for an appointment with Meihun, whispering to Yi Shenlian at dusk and the moonlight is pale.
Next to the broken bank, new green emerges; it is the place where the falling red brings melancholy. I remember that day when the door was covered with pear blossoms and the lanterns were cut, I spoke late at night. "Qiluoxiang" Shi Dazu thought about it for a long time, and hated it for a long time. His hatred did not stop until he returned home. The moonlight person leans against the building. (Bai Juyi's "Long Acacia") There are no thousands of sails, the water is long and the water is long, and the heart is broken in Bai Pinzhou. (Wen Tingyun's "Dream Jiangnan") There are too many words, but the love is not over. Looking back, I still remember: I remember the green skirt and the grass everywhere. (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi") Don't lean on the railing alone, the country is unlimited, it is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others. The flowing water and falling flowers are also in the heaven and earth. (Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha") When will I send you back to Chunchun? Facing the evening mirror, it hurts the scenery, and the past events are empty and empty in the later period. (Zhang Xian's "Heavenly Fairy") This year's flowers are more popular than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be even better. I don't know who knows the same. (Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha") Spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and overflowing through the silk threads. (Lu You's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix") There is no intention of fighting for spring, and once everyone is jealous.
Fallen into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same (Lu You's "Businessman")