Du Mu
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
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It was raining in Mao Mao in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
People who travel far on the road are as confused and desolate as ghosts.
Ask people where there is a restaurant,
The shepherd boy pointed at Xinghua Village from a distance.
2. "butterfly lovers, hard work, the most compassionate."
Nalanxingde
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
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The most difficult and pitiful thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like an incomplete jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.
Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.
3, "Huanxisha, read the west wind, cool alone"
Nalanxingde
Who reads the west wind alone?
The rustling yellow leaves closed the window.
Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.
Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea.
At that time, only Tao was ordinary.
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The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past.
Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.
4. Five Thinking Poems, Part IV
Yuan Zhen
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
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Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.
Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
5. "Dream Micro"
Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick three times, and the grass trees in Xianyang returned to autumn eight times.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ahan Weilang went to the same place, but the night station was confused and I didn't know.
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I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.
I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.
I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?