"The Heart of the Lotus Seed"
Shi Tao, author of the Ming Dynasty
Whoever planted it first has not yet revealed the root, this seed has become a flower but has not yet bloomed,
The fragrance of Laozi is so unique that the world will never know it again.
Gift to the Eighth Guardsmen
Year Tang Dynasty Author Du Fu
Life is like a business trip without seeing each other.
Today and what night, *** this lamp candlelight.
How long will it take for you to be young? Your hair will turn gray.
Visiting the past is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines.
After twenty years, Yan Zhi came to the Junzi Hall again.
In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yi Ran respected his father and asked me where I came from.
The questions and answers are not over yet, and the children are drinking wine.
Spring leeks are harvested in the night rain, and yellow beams are cooked in the new kitchen.
The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.
I am not drunk even after ten cups of wine, and my feelings are deliberately long.
Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused.
"Picking Mulberries? Ten Years Ago, I Respected My Visitors"
Ouyang Xiu, author of the Song Dynasty
Ten years ago, I respected my predecessors, the moon was white and the wind was clear,
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Sorrows fade away, and old age can be astonishingly fast.
Although I have changed my mind, I will try the golden wine.
Listening to the old music again, it still sounds like I was drunk.
"Two Poems Continued from My Nephew Pu's Appreciation of Fermented Wine to Encourage Drinking"
Year Song Dynasty Written by Chen
Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again.
There is no need to be fragrant and fresh when we meet.
"I came across the sentence "A hundred years ago, even if it is a hundred years later, we still need to love today""
Wang Shizhen, the author of the Ming Dynasty
I was so confused last night, There are words to say when you are asleep;
A hundred years will be worth a hundred years, and today you must still love today.
Even if you can dust off your clothes and return to your hometown, you will never be idle in farming.
How can you understand the joy of this and live a different life in the world?
"Returning to Nanshan at the End of the Year"
Year Tang Dynasty Author Meng Haoran
Beique Xiu wrote a letter, and Nanshan returned to my hut.
If you are not talented enough, you will give up, and if you are sick, you will be sparse.
White hair makes you grow old, and green hair makes you grow old.
I will never sleep with sorrow, the window is empty at night under the pine moon.