The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
2. Zhang's "The Fisherman's Pride"
Fishing caps cover the clouds, and the river drips. Bai Niao flew downwind to collect nylon, and the fisherman clapped his hands and smiled. Bright moon space, can't take the same photos, and forget the house. Looking at the city with a drunken eye and a cold eye. Smoke waves are old, who can be idle.
3. Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling"
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Du (dū) people are not emotional when drinking, and they miss places, so Lanzhou urges them to send them away. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Missing thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the evening is heavy.
Affectionate since ancient times, parting hurts the body, and what's more, (n m:) Where can I wake up tonight in the autumn festival that can be ignored? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?