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When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
This is a poem about caring for friends as soon as possible. The whole poem is elegant and smart, full of thoughts, unpretentious language and harmonious and feminine rhythm, which can be described as the best in quatrains.
"three, five, seven words"
Tang Libai
Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,
The fallen leaves are still scattered, and the west Western jackdaw is shocked.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.
Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.
If I had known it was so frustrating, I would never have known each other.
Late autumn night, the poet saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and Western jackdaw in the west perched on a fallen tree, leaving unforgettable thoughts in his heart, which was touching.
Endless longing
Nan Tang Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains,
The mountains are far away, the sky is high and the fog is cold.
Chrysanthemums are in full bloom, but chrysanthemums are still there.
The goose that flies high has not returned, and there is no curtain.
Li Yu said that my thoughts are as deep and warm as the flame-like maple leaves.
Endless longing
Song Yan Dao Ji
Sauvignon Blanc.
If you ask acacia, unless you meet each other.
Sauvignon Blanc.
I don't know who to talk to about acacia.
If you ask when this lovesickness will end, unless it is when you meet. Who can I tell about this lovesickness? A fickle and ungrateful person cannot understand it.
Acacia and resentment
Tang Liye
Human nature is as deep as the sea, less than half of lovesickness.
The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.
Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight.
Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.
People say that the sea is deep, but it is not half as deep as acacia. The metaphor of deep water for lovesickness can be described as concrete and vivid, but it is less than half, showing the depth of lovesickness.
Huanxisha
Tangweizhuang
Acacia leaks more and more at night, worrying about the moon and haggard.
Miss you, miss me, I'm cold.
The painting hall is as deep as the sea, and I only read old books when I recall it.
When will you join hands in Chang 'an?
Acacia is a matter for two people. Wei Zhuang missed his lover until the dead of night. He stared at the sad moon and leaned against the railing for a long time. I think you miss me, too, and feel the coldness of the quilt.
Bu operator
Song Li Zhiyi
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Acacia is not far away, I only wish you to be like me. I will live up to your acacia and have a lasting relationship.
Two New Yang Liuzhi Ci Poems (Part Two)
Tang Wen Ting Yun
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it?
The poet took acacia as a metaphor, and entrusted women's love and affection. The words "I miss you deeply" are the finishing touch of the whole article.
Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Don Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Whenever the moon rises, I miss it with the moon. I only hope that the bright moon can take my thoughts far away and give them to the people I love.
Su Muzhe's nostalgia
Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
Acacia here refers to homesickness. Fan Zhongyan, who is far away in the northwest, looked at the scenery outside Luoxia Mountain and suddenly felt homesick. He can drown his sorrows by drinking, but the wine can be poured into his intestines, turning into lovesick tears and adding to his homesickness.