1. "Slow Voice·Xun Xun Mi Mi" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
Xun Xun Mi Mi is deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him, who comes late and is in a hurry? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
2. "Wuling Spring Spring Festival Gala" Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The wind and dust have exhausted the fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi cannot carry many sorrows.
3. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, The Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and the Remaining Jade Mat in Autumn" Song·Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus roots and remaining jade mats in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
4. "Magnolia · Nalan Xingde" Qing Dynasty · Nalan Xingde
If life is just like the first sight, why is the autumn wind sad like a painted fan.
It is easy to change an old person's heart, but it is easy to change an old person's heart.
It is half past midnight when the Lishan language is over, and the tears and rain will not complain.
How lucky I am to be a handsome man in brocade, I wish I could make a wish that day.
5. "Die Lianhua·How Deep the Courtyard" Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
The courtyard is how deep, with willows piled up in smoke and countless curtains. The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.
It rains and the wind blows wildly at the end of March, the door is blocked at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.