Luo Shen Fu
Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi
As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a wandering dragon.
The autumn chrysanthemums are blooming, and the spring pines are blooming.
It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds,
It flutters like snow in the flowing wind.
Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising into the morning glow;
Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo.
Huanxisha·A new song and a glass of wine
Song Yanshu
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year.
When will the sun set?
There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns.
The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone.
When is the poppy flower and the autumn moon
Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty
When is the spring flower and the autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?
The east wind blew again in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed.
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
A cut of plum blossoms·The fragrance of red lotus root and the residual jade mat in autumn
Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
The fragrance of red lotus root and the residual jade mat in autumn.
Easy to untie Luo Shang and board the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book?
When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling,
It is just a frown, but it is in my heart.
Farewell
Li Shutong in modern times
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky.
The evening breeze carries the lingering sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends.
A pot of turbid wine will extinguish all the joy. Don’t sleep in the cold tonight.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.
I asked you when you will come here, but don’t linger when you come.
At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends.
Life is rarely filled with joyous gatherings, but with many separations.