Reminiscing about Jiangnan
The stupid bird that flew first in modern times
At night on the river bank, it is still nice to take a walk.
I looked through the sparse tung trees to see the missing moon, and supported the weak willow trees to listen to the croaking frogs.
The thoughts of separation are all over the world.
Like a dream
The stupid bird that flies first in modern times
Last night the autumn wind came for the first time, and I was still strolling on the street.
When the traffic is busy, I look back blankly to the west.
The way forward, the way forward, where do you know where you came from?
Cherish your separation
The stupid bird that flies first in modern times
Spring is about to dawn in the lonely empty garden, and I occasionally hear the song of birds in the deep trees.
The cold wind disturbed me last night, and I dreamed of only a few flowers blooming.
A branch of incense swayed over the marsh, and the moonlight outside the window was bright.
It is the most difficult thing to turn a finger and feel sad.
Nian Nujiao
The stupid bird that flies first in modern times
Looking from the overpass, I can see people coming and going, and a few broken flutes.
Wherever the clouds pass in the long sky, the moonlight gradually becomes clearer.
The sky is full of tall buildings, trees, and clear autumn green.
The fairyland on earth cannot be rivaled in heaven.
I was walking on the street, looking around at a loss. Where could I find my best friend?
The lights are dim and everyone is different, I don’t know what night it is!
It was deserted and deserted. Looking back several times, I was afraid of the silence before.
Outside the door of the singing hall, the sound of the piano cuts through the sadness.
Meet each other happily
Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty
Speechlessly, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.
Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce, and there is no ordinary feeling in the heart.
Bu Shuanzi
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The missing moon hanging on the sparse tung trees will break one's initial tranquility.
Who sees a lonely person walking around alone? Misty and solitary shadow.
When you start, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred.
Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Bu Suanzi
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless.
It is already dusk and I am sad alone, even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I will let everyone be jealous.
It fell into mud and became dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Qing Ping Le
Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty
Where does spring go? Loneliness leads nowhere.
If anyone knows where Chun is going, call him back to live with her.
Who knows if there is no trace of spring? Unless you ask for oriole.
No one can understand a hundred warbles, because the wind flies over the roses.
Summer Night Stay
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
There are few people in the courtyard and the sky is vast, and the cool night breeze is clear.
The courtyard is filled with locust flowers and the sound of pine nuts falling on the steps.
Sitting alone with a lamp burning, meditating and walking on the moon.
The decline of old age is boring, not because of being tired of Chengming.
Occasional work
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The red apricot leaves are just beginning, and the green plum trees are already on the branches.
The flowers are falling behind, and I am lonely when I wake up from alcohol.
Sitting for a long time with lowered eyebrows makes you feel sluggish and slow to move.
Young man Jun is a strange man. You should know that he has gray hair.
Self-titled
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
An old man should be a calm official, but a poor man with a high salary.
There are no piles of cases in the hot month, and there is no chance to take advantage of the cold weather.
Looking at it, I should be lonely and feel very free.
I have plenty of bottles of wine, and I have no worries about selling them.
Zi Yi
Du Mu of Tang Dynasty
Xiao Cijun of Du Ling moved to junior high school and became an official.
Lonely pity my way, vaguely like the ancients.
The heart is decorated with no color, but the bones are filled with dust.
I feel like a piece of grass, and I can’t control myself with a knife or ruler.
Autumn Night
Tang Gengmao
After the equinox of the high autumn night, the geese from far away came.
Loneliness is behind closed doors, with no one asking what to think.
Thoughts at Night
Tangjia Island
The autumn night has hardly dawned, leaking to the second watch.
I sit there recalling the mountains and rivers, smelling the lonely insects.
The wind blows down the trees in the Dongting, and the moon leaves the clouds in the sky.
If I float from the east, why would I want to reach you?
Ambition in Late Autumn
Liu Cang of the Tang Dynasty
When autumn ends in the suburbs, I feel sad for myself, and the chrysanthemums still bloom in the lonely night.
The leaves are sparse with frost in the high wind, and a wild goose makes a cold sound coming from behind the water.
After several years of war in Huanglei, Gushan read books all day long.
Don’t ask about the past on the way home. Sing a labor song alone and get drunk. Cut off the water after drinking several glasses. The water will flow even more. I raise a glass to relieve my sorrow.
Life is not satisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty will spread. Flatten the boat. There is no need to shed tears in life
Who has never been sad since ancient times
No matter how lonely you are
Call the clouds as friends and the wind as your companion
< p>Every generation will always want to follow what I wrote:Lonely Ming Yu Zhongqiu
Resent women cause sorrow
Only Du Kang is here
The cup is empty, no tears will flow