1. Original ancient poetry, beautiful, fresh and sad, original
Sleepless at night, my heart is messy.
Count the past events in detail,
They are all gone.
Destinations come together and fate disperses,
It is ultimately illusory.
The sky is twilight, it is difficult to sleep again,
Sit and wait for the dawn to shine through the curtains.
It is unknown today,
Whether the sun will still rise.
Forget last night,
How many love affairs are in trouble.
Feeling cool and speechless.
Listen quietly to the birds outside the curtain,
calling each other.
Asking about love, hatred and enmity in the world,
Can it be compared to this place?
Where can I sigh when resentment arises?
Thinking of the prosperous city thousands of miles away,
Is there any feeling of affection?
Since it is a place where love and hate are entangled,
Why should the rain gurgling?
Poems flow incense, original poems by Fairy Xianghuang. 2. A self-created poem, urgently requested
The sound of the wind and cranes accompany the trickling spring, but love cannot flow away; the grass grows and the orioles fly, accompanying the rustling wind, but love cannot disappear with the wind. The cold moon is vast and cold, and the stars shine brightly at Nagato. Chang'e is with the Jade Rabbit, and Ajiao is with the palace maids. Heaven and earth last forever, but we can't stay together now even though we are so far away. We have made oaths to each other for a long time, but it is rare for our love to last forever in the future.
People are leaning on the empty building, and people are leaning on the distant river. Day and night are easy to change, and long-cherished wishes are difficult to understand. The dazzling jade and exquisite pearls are not as good as the sentimental tatters; the Guidian Orchid Palace and the Jinmen's beautiful jade are not as good as the tattered hut that contains the heart. In the quiet night, how much love and affection loom, and how much lingering sadness is there? How many crazy men and women are hidden in this empty illusion, and how many beautiful dreams are there? The wind dissipates and the clouds disperse, the rain and fog disappear, and the world of mortals finally comes to an end. The sunrise is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the world is endless.