(Li Qingzhao)
Lonely boudoir,
A gentle heart is full of sadness.
Cherish spring,
When will it rain?
Leaning against the fence,
Just not in the mood!
Where are people?
Even the sky is falling,
Look at the way back.
Qin Yi goose
(Li Qingzhao)
Lingaoge,
Ye Ping in the chaotic mountains is full of smog.
The smoke is thin,
When the rooster crows and returns,
Smell the horn at dusk.
Fragrance dies, lingering fragrance,
The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.
Wutongluo,
It's autumn again,
Still lonely.
Wulingchun
(Li Qingzhao)
The wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have come out.
Tired of combing my hair at night.
Things are people, not everything,
Tears flow first when you want to talk.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good.
I also plan to canoe Pan.
I'm afraid I'll go boating in Shuangxi,
Can't move, a lot on my mind.
Slow voice
(Li Qingzhao)
Looking for it,
Cold and clear,
Sad and sad.
When the temperature was warm and cold that day,
This is the most difficult to arouse interest.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
Why did you object to him, coming late and rushing?
Wild goose crossing also,
Is sad,
We're old acquaintances.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Haggard and hurt,
Who can pick it now?
Look at the window,
How can you be black alone?
The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, little by little.
This time,
What a sad sentence!
A bell ringing in the rain
(liuyong)
Cold and sad,
Yes, Changting is late,
The shower began to stop.
Everyone drinks without emotion,
Nostalgia,
Lanzhou urges hair.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears,
I was speechless and choked up.
Think about it, traveling thousands of miles,
The dusk is boundless and the sky is vast.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times,
What's more, it is as cold as Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Where to wake up tonight,
Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon.
Over the years,
It should be a good time and a good scene.
There are thousands of customs,
Talk to who?
Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
2. Guan Shanyue Li Bai and Yue Ming went out of Guanshan, and the sea of clouds was boundless. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive. The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. Those who are in the upper house tonight, they toss and turn and sigh. But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine. (Li Bai's Farewell Minister of Xie Tiao Village in Xuanzhou) 2. On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps by fishing and fire. (Zhang Ji: a night-mooring near maple bridge) 3. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei 4. The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, long smoke closes at dusk. -Fan Zhongyan 5. The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. -Li Hejing Ye Si (Li Bai) The foot of my bed is so bright. Could it have been frosted? . "I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic."
There may be the answer you want in it.