Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Where will you go, separated for ten years, missed each other but was at a loss, unable to meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
2. "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"? "-Tang Wenting Jun
A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old is not as good as the new.
Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
A long dark red dress was covered with light yellow for a long time. Since ancient times, old things are not as pleasing as new things. You and I should be as steadfast as acacia walnuts, but I didn't expect someone else in your heart, which made me hate you after all.
Light a candle in the middle of the night, telling you deeply that the road is long and Xiu Yuan is Xi, don't forget to come back. Do you know that the small and exquisite dice are embedded with red beans that symbolize lovesickness?
3, "Operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River"-Song Li Zhiyi
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. ?
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you. You and I ... share a river and green water, we love each other and know each other. When will the endless river dry up and the bitterness of parting stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.
4. Reflections on Five-character Poems-Tang Yuanzhen
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.
After experiencing the surge of seawater, the water in other places will not be taken care of and will no longer be attracted by some trickle; After the dreamlike Wushan Yu Yun, the clouds in other places can't be called clouds at all!
"I" wandered among the beautiful flowers like a cloud, too lazy to look back. This reason is partly because monks are abstinent, self-cultivation and moral cultivation, and partly because they only have you in their hearts and can't tolerate others!
5. Poetry on the Mountain-Song Yan Dao Ji
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking.
When hate came last spring, the fallen petal became independent, and Swift Qi Fei.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se.
On the pipa string, I said I was homesick. At that time, the moon was there, and I had come back according to the colorful clouds.
Dream back to the balcony in the middle of the night, the door is locked, and the curtains hang down heavily after waking up all night. When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle. I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, and when I came back, she was a colorful figure. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.