Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
Last night, I suddenly came home in my dream. Xiao Xuan was at the window, dressing up, caring for nothing, but tears flowed thousands of lines. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
Song of everlasting regret _ Ancient Poetry Network
Author: Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
2. Words or poems about love "Never leave" What words or poems about love "Never leave" are as follows:
1. Life and death are widespread, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -anonymous "drumming"
Live and die together, we have taken an oath. Let me hold your hand and die together on the battlefield.
2. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. 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. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
After parting, I remember meeting you, and I dreamed of being with you several times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream. -Yan Dao Ji's "Partridge Sky, Colorful Sleeves, Diligent Jade Bell"
Since that parting, I have always missed that wonderful meeting and hugged you in my dream. Tonight, I hold up the silver lamp and look at you carefully. I'm afraid this meeting will appear in my dream again.
Although my body doesn't have the wings like bright phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Stars and Winds of Last Night.
Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.
5. We hope to fly in heaven, where two birds become one and grow on the earth. The two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. ? -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.
6. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. ? -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
I only hope that your mind is the same as mine, and you will live up to this mutual yearning.
7. Love is hard to break when the sky is not old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose, Counting rags"
If there is love in the sky, it will never grow old and the true feelings will never die. Affectionate hearts are like those silk screens with Qian Qian's knots in the middle.
8. When you are born, you will come back and die like Sauvignon Blanc. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
If I am lucky enough to live, I will definitely come back to you. If I die unfortunately, I will miss you forever.
9. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.
10. Flowers in love are competing for beauty. Even this bright fire of love will only be ashes? . -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east
Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.
1 1. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. -Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun respects money and intends to return"
Life is full of affection and crazy to the depths. Don't hate this sadness, because it has nothing to do with the breeze on the roof and the bright moon in the sky.
12. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. ? -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"
After parting, the painful lovesickness is as deep and boundless as the sea, which makes you extremely painful. The good past is as far away as the clouds in the sky.
13. Bonuses are easy to decline, and the water is infinite. -Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhi Ci, Peach Blossom on the Top
A girl saw it and felt that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, while infinite sadness was like this endless river.
14. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. ? -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
15. Don't come to a half-year-old music book, and tie a knot one inch away from your intestines. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Le Shu for Half a Year"
I haven't received your letter for half a year, and my heart is broken into thousands of inches for you. Every inch is tied with thousands of worries, and every sorrow is pulling my heart.
3. Among the ancient poems, what are the poems that express that lovers never give up and live and die together? 1, the mountain has no grave, and the water is exhausted. Unless the towering mountains disappear, unless the raging rivers dry up. Unless thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless it snows heavily in the hot summer, unless heaven and earth meet and connect, I dare to abandon my feelings for you until such a thing happens!
Shang Yang in Han Dynasty
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
The mountains have no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can we break with you.
Explanation:
Oh, my god I am willing to fall in love with you and make our love last forever. Unless the mountains lose their edges and corners, unless the raging rivers dry up and stop flowing. I dare to abandon my affection for you, unless it is thunderous in the cold winter and snowy in the hot summer, which is connected with heaven and earth!
2. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow in Tang Dynasty (Excerpt)
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Explanation:
When I left, I politely asked the messenger to send a message to the king. Only the king and I know the oath in the letter. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, there was no one in the middle of the night, and we vowed to each other. In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.
What hope do I have in the darkness of our grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death.
From Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems of the Tang Dynasty.
I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows.
Explanation:
Doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short. How long is a hundred years? Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife. Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife. I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.
4. Jun Anxi entered Qin, willing to be a shadow with you.
Fu Xuan's Che Yaopian in Wei and Jin Dynasties.
The car is far away, Ma Yangyang. You can't forget to remember Jun Xi.
You travel safely to the west and enter Qin, and I would like to follow you.
You can't see me in the shadow, but you followed my concubine's wishes.
Explanation:
Where are the horses and chariots going? I miss your whereabouts. I can't forget you. Where did you travel? No matter whether I go to Xiqin, I am willing to follow you like a shadow. When you are in the dark, you can't take your shadow with you. I hope you will always rely on the light.
5. You are a radish and you are a dodder flower.
On the Tang Dynasty from the Ancient Meaning of Li Bai
You are a radish and I am a dodder flower. The diaphragm is not self-directed, but tends to follow the spring breeze.
Hundreds of zhangs and tuo are far away, and they are lingering into a family. Who says it's easy to meet each other, each on a green cliff?
Female radish is fragrant and broken. The branches are entwined and the leaves are fluttering.
Children don't know the roots, because who is fragrant. Double emeralds in the middle nest, purple mandarin ducks in the night.
If you know two grass hearts, the tide can also be measured.
Explanation:
Newly-married couples have husbands like female radishes and wives like tussah flowers. When a woman has a sweetheart, it is like a gentle branch, which only swings in the spring breeze. After marriage, wives and concubines want to be attached to their husbands, so that their relationship will be lingering, tired and United all the time. Who said it was easy to meet? We are on both sides of the blue cliff. You are proud of the spring breeze outside, like a duck to water, while your wives and concubines are worried and in a hurry at home.
Wives and concubines have nothing to do at home except educate their husbands and children, so they are all dreaming. Where do I belong? My husband should not be "popular" and "mandarin duck" with other women outside, right? Husband! If the concubine has second thoughts, then the seawater can also be measured in barrels.
4. Seek the ancient poems about lovelorn love: 1 Four of Five Thoughts.
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
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.
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
2. "Jinse"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
3. Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Don't think about it. 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.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, and we can't help thinking about it. But it's hard to see each other after all. Lonely graves thousands of miles away, there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I am covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I returned to my hometown in my dream, at the window of the cabin. I'm dressing up. You and I are silent and sad, only tears fall thousands of lines. The place where I expected to miss her in the past was on the bright moon night, on the short Songshan Mountain.
4. "Mulan Ci, Antique Juejue Ci, Friends of Cambodia"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.
It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Getting along with the right person should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met. But you and I should love each other, but why should we leave each other today? It's easy to change your heart now, but you say it's easy to change your heart in this world.
Just like Tang He, you and I swore a life-and-death oath in the Palace of Eternal Life, but we finally said goodbye. Even so, we don't have any resentment. But how can Tang compare with that year? He has always made a vow to be a pair of birds and connect the branches with Yang Yuhuan.
5. "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands"
Song dynasty: Lu you
Red crisp hands. Huangteng wine willow on the palace wall of Spring City. Dongfeng evil. Love is thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossoms fall. Leisure swimming pool hall. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo.
Red and crisp hands, holding a cup full of yellow rice wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. No, no, no.
Spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Wash away the carmine on your face and soak all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and castles. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Momomo.
5. A poem that expresses love and never gives up. I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
There is no doubt about love when you are married. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears. -Yan, "Partridge Sky, Drunk Shooting Spring Shirts and Cherishing Old Fragrance"
Hold your hand and your son. Hold your hand and sleep with your son.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Holding your hand, what can my husband ask for? -"Poetry"
Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life.
I long to know you, long live, this heart will never fade. Unless the towering mountains disappear, unless the raging rivers dry up.
Unless thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless it snows heavily in the hot summer, unless heaven and earth meet and connect, I dare to abandon my feelings for you until such a thing happens! -Han Yuefu folk song "Evil"
I have no intention of following you in this life, and I will not give up in this life.
6. 1 What are the ancient poems describing love till death do us part? Jiang still remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month. Song: Su Shi lived and died for ten years, never thinking about it, never forgetting it.
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. (heartbroken: heartbroken) Two people have been dead all their lives, separated for ten years, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't 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. untitled time was long before meeting her, but it was longer than parting. Tang: Li Shangyin, time was long before meeting her, but it was longer than parting. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Besides, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to harvest, which is even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.
The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope an angel like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.
3, Yulin Ling chilling Song: Liu Yong chilling, the pavilion is late, the shower began to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start.
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. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? After autumn, cicadas cry so sadly and quickly. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.
Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing.
Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with? 4. Notes to friends in Bei Tang on a rainy night: Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. A night of heavy rain in Bashan filled the autumn pool. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
5, the fairy of the bridge, Bo Yun smart Song Dynasty: Qin Guan Bo Yun smart, flying stars complain, silver Han dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
(Du Tong: Du) Tenderness is like water, courtesy is like a dream, and you can go home from the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Thin clouds are changing in the sky, meteors are conveying the sadness of acacia in the sky, and I quietly crossed the distant and boundless galaxy tonight. Tanabata meeting in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples who are together in the world.
* * * v. Acacia, tender as water, short will be like a dream, can't bear to see the magpie bridge road when leaving. As long as two people love each other till death do us part, why do you want to be very much in love?
7. Ask for an ancient poem about lovelorn love: 1, "Five Poems of Leaving Thoughts, Part IV" In Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen had a hard time crossing the sea, and amber was eternal.
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. I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.
Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it. 2. Jinse Tang people: Li Shangyin, I don't know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string is a flower-like interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.
Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.
Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
3, "Jiangchengzi Mao Yi's Twenty Dreams in the First Month" Song Dynasty: Su Shi was born and died for ten years. Don't think about it.
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. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up.
Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, and we can't help thinking about it. But it's hard to see each other after all.
Lonely graves thousands of miles away, there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I am covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I returned to my hometown in my dream, at the window of the cabin. I'm dressing up.
You and I are silent and sad, only tears fall thousands of lines. The place where I expected to miss her in the past was on the bright moon night, on the short Songshan Mountain.
4, "Mulan Ci, antique words, Cambodian friends" Qing: If Nalan Xingde sees it for the first time in his life, what is autumn wind sorrow? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Getting along with the right person should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when we first met. But you and I should love each other, but why should we leave each other today? It's easy to change your heart now, but you say it's easy to change your heart in this world.
Just like Tang He, you and I swore a life-and-death oath in the Palace of Eternal Life, but we finally said goodbye. Even so, we don't have any resentment. But how can Tang compare with that year? He has always made a vow to be a pair of birds and connect the branches with Yang Yuhuan.
5, "Feng Feng Red Crisp Hand" Song Dynasty: Lu You Red Crisp Hand. Huangteng wine
Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. Dongfeng evil.
Love is thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong. Spring is the same.
People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face.
Peach blossoms fall. Leisure swimming pool hall.
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Momomo.
Red and crisp hands, holding a cup full of yellow rice wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall.
How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak.
No, no, no. Spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain.
Wash away the carmine on your face and soak all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and castles.
The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Momomo.