Modern Tang poetry

Dream back to Tang poetry on rainy nights.

The Millennium romance met the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

A spring rain moistened the seeds of poetry.

Let that poetic heart shed tears of joy.

Let the poet's aloof arrogance string on Liu Shao, hoping to climb higher.

Beyond sadness, it is obviously endless enchanting.

Pear blossoms in March cry in the night fog.

In the purple gloom, there is hope.

Who wants to hug the moon on such a night?

On the way home, the swan developed its only feeling.

Feelings are hidden in the confusion of this rainy night.

Understand Li Bai and Du Fu's poems silently in my heart.

Even if the drizzle hits the window tonight, it will make the poem move forward.

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Li Bai, who drinks for poetry, is charming and moving.

Du Fu, who hides the thatched cottage to write poems?

I just want you to be my angel.

I don't want you to be a slave to poetry, I just want you to be my angel.

As long as you dance the wings of spring, let me write Tang poetry and Song poetry.

In a poetic season, we met on the way to Datang.

Talking about the recent love and Sauvignon Blanc, as well as Nanxiangzi and picking mulberry seeds.

I don't want you to be a poet. Slave, I just want you to be my angel.

On the bank of Qingjiang River, let's fold a wicker together.

Waiting for the next spring, winding the flute around the river bay.

In the notes of life, we in Yang Liuzhi are written.

I don't want you to be a slave to poetry, I just want you to be my angel.

In our limited life, to describe a brilliant red sun.

Combine two hearts into a bright galaxy.

Ride on the bamboo horse in the south of the Yangtze River and gallop out poems all the way.

I don't want you to be a slave to poetry, I just want you to be my angel.

When the wind blows at night, let's write a poem together.

When the buttons of spring are unbuttoned, we listen to the cuckoo's voice together.

Let's create romance together, and let's sing acacia together.

I don't want you to be a slave to poetry, as long as you are my God.

Pave a poetic path with romance, and shake thousands of Tang poems with candle shadows.