Beautiful reduplicated ancient poems

1, searching, cold and cheerless, miserable. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late and urgent! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

2, the line is heavy, out of life.

Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.

It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe.

North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.

3, an Altair, a Hehan woman. Skillful hands, make a loom. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down. The river is clear and shallow, with many differences. Between water and water, there are no words.

4, sitting alone is often sloppy and has been in love for a long time. The mountainside is covered with clouds, and the wind at Taniguchi is blowing. Apes curled up in trees and birds chirped into the forest. When I urge my temples to whisper, I am old, old.