Du Fu's Shi Hao Guan
At dusk, officials arrested people at night.
The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch.
Why are officials angry? Why do women cry?
After listening to the woman, three men guarded Ye.
One man attached a book, and two men died.
Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead!
There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson.
And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out.
Although an old woman is weak, please come back at night.
If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning.
The night is long and silent, like crying and choking.
Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.
Li Qingzhao's Nian Nu Jiao
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
Why are you against him? Why are you late?
Looking for it,
What a ... ah (What a+adj+n exclamatory sentence pattern) ...
When the temperature was warm and cold that day,
This is the most difficult thing to arouse interest,
We're old acquaintances. ?
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Haggard and hurt,
Who can pick it now?
This time,
Cold and clear,
Sad, sad,
Sad?
Look at the window,
How can you be black alone?
The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, dribs and drabs?
Yanguoye
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
Why are you against him? Why are you late?
Looking for it,
What a ... ah (What a+adj+n exclamatory sentence pattern) ...
When the temperature was warm and cold that day,
This is the most difficult thing to arouse interest,
We're old acquaintances. ?
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Haggard and hurt,
Who can pick it now?
This time,
Cold and clear,
Sad, sad,
Sad?
Look at the window,
How can you be black alone?
The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, dribs and drabs?
Yanguoye
Don't be sad.
The following two songs are good,
Midnight is still at the Cape, and snuff got it.
Pillow injury is a bad thing.
Spoil willow flowers, eat cold near.
Lengxiang's new dream,
The launch of the new director,
How many springs!
The sun rises, smoke gathers,
Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.
The Dead Hua Lian by Li Qingzhao
The weather is warm, sunny and windy, and it just started to freeze.
Willow eyes, plum cheeks,
Hold your head up and wake up,
Don't be idle
Too ambitious.
Who and * * *,
All kinds of nasty weather.
The dangerous rhyme turned into a poem.
There is no good dream when you are alone with deep sadness. ?
At first, I tried to sew shirts with gold thread.
The mountain pillow is inclined,
There is a feeling of spring.
Dianjiangchun
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
Liang Zhu called their relatives.
Xiao Xi at night, dream of Chang 'an, and recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report good spring scenery this year, the flowers and the moon should be photographed together.
Although the casual cups and plates are sloppy, the wine is delicious and sour, which makes people pregnant. Don't laugh when you are drunk, the poor are like spring.