A seven-rhyme poem about learning

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Li shangyin

The stars last night and the wind last night,

On the west side of the studio and on the east side of the cinnamon room.

Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix,

The mind acts on the mind.

Through the wine of spring, when it warms me, I will remind you how to bet.

One after another, we rolled the dice under the crimson light.

Until the drums call me to do my duty,

I got on my horse and rode away, like a water plant cut off and drifting.

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Li shangyin

Go to Mochou Pavilion,

The ecstasy lasted all night.

Immortal life is a dream,

What if they don't bring lovers into their rooms? .

The storm hit the nut horn,

Moondew sweetens cinnamon leaves.

I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result,

However, how it relieves my heart! .

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Li shangyin

I met her a long time ago, but it has been longer since we broke up.

From the east wind, a hundred flowers blossom.

Silkworms in spring weave until they die,

Every night, the candle will cry dry the wick.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror.

However, she bravely faced the cold moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan.

Oh, bluebirds, listen! -Give me what she said! .