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Guan Guan Luo Qiu, in Hezhou, is a gentle and graceful lady and a gentleman. The Book of Songs, National Style, Nan Zhou and Guan Ju
Waterbirds should sing harmoniously and form a beach in pairs. A beautiful and virtuous girl is my good companion.
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water Book of Songs, National Style, Qin Feng, Jia Jian.
The newborn reeds are green, and the white dew condenses into frost. My beloved is on the other side of the water. Go upstream along the winding river and look for Iraqis. There are many obstacles on the road, so it is difficult to walk. Look for her downstream. As if in the middle of the river.
Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red. The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house. The Book of Songs, National Style, Nan Zhou and Yao Tao
Peach trees are full of buds, and the flowers are as bright as Xia Hong. The girl's marriage will surely bring a happy family.
People who know me worry me; If you don't know me, what do you want? Who is this? The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Li Shu
People who know me say that I am very troubled inside; If you don't know, ask me what I want for God's sake. Who did this to me?
He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Caige.
A girl who picks Artemisia is as long as three seasons if she doesn't see it for a day.
Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. The Book of Songs, National Style, Zheng Feng and Ji Zi.
I missed the beautiful image and felt sad!
You give me papaya. I'll pay for Joan. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wei and Papaya
He gave me papaya and I gave him jade.
In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant. Today, I was thinking that it was raining. Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei
Looking back on the expedition that year, the willows fluttered gently. Now on the way home, snowflakes are falling.
Wind and rain are like dark clouds, and chickens crow endlessly. Don't you like seeing a gentleman? The Book of Songs, National Style, Zheng Feng and Storm
The stormy autumn night is long, and the crow never stops. What's so unhappy about seeing you here?
There are bandits and gentlemen, such as cutting, such as grinding ("The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Weiqi's Pride")
This elegant gentleman, like a bone-cutting corner, is as perfect as a carved jade.
The speaker is innocent and the listener is warned. (Preface to The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Guanlue)
The person who gives an opinion is innocent, as long as it is well-intentioned, even if it is incorrect. People who listen to opinions are worthy of warning even if they don't have the shortcomings and mistakes mentioned by the other party.
He has a good stone on Fangshan, which can be used to cut jade. ("The Book of Songs Xiaoya heming")
Gems on other mountains can also be carved into jade.
Give me a peach and give it back to Li. ("The Book of Songs, Elegance and Pity")
People gave me a basket of peaches and I rewarded them with plums.
Decadence has no beginning, and fresh talents have an end. (The Book of Songs Yadang)
At first, there were some statutes, but unfortunately, there were few good endings.
A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano. Book of Songs Xiaoya Luming Literature
Wild deer call their companions and eat mugwort in the wild. I have many good guests, and blowing sheng invited him.
Soft hands, fat skin, awkward face and teeth like rhinoceros. Smile and expect. The Book of Songs, national style, Feng Wei said people.
Fingers as delicate as tender, skin as white as frozen, beautiful neck like salamander, teeth as white as seeds, square forehead and thin eyebrows. The dimples are wonderful when you smile. Beautiful eyes look around. Beautiful eyes.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. The Book of Songs, National Style, High Style and Drumming
I once told you that I would like to hold your hand and grow old with you.
If you are a mouse, you will be a mouse. When I was three years old, I was willing to take care of you. When I die, I will find my daughter and live in a happy place. (Feng Weishuo)
Mouse, mouse, stop eating my millet. I have served you for many years, but I have never been taken care of. Swear to leave you and go there comfortably.
(The exploiting classes are compared to rats here)
Rank rank, dry faint Nanshan "Xiaoya. Hongyan skan
The gurgling mountain stream and the far-reaching Nanshan Mountain.
Nanshan tree is so big and tall that you can't enjoy the cool under it. There are women on the Han River who want to pursue the impossible. The Hanshui River is so vast that it is impossible to cross it. The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft. The Book of Songs, national style, Nan Zhou Hanguang.
There are trees in the south of Hanshui River, but I don't want to explore the forest. The beauty on the other side is swimming, but my heart yearns for it. Hanshui River is deep and wide, and the water is too wide to swim. Hanshui soup is so long that it can't be crossed by raft.
It is difficult to learn the Book of Songs, Xiao Ya, Fu Tian, Shi Zhi, Che Zhen.
You can see the mountain clearly, along the avenue.
Bright moon, outstanding people, Shu Yao corrected me, which made me feel sad! The Book of Songs, National Style, Chen Feng and Moonrise
The moon came out, white and bright, so beautiful and moving. My graceful posture makes me miss my heart and care about it.
Picked and picked, half a day less than a small basket. I miss my lover, and the food basket was abandoned on the road. The Book of Songs, National Style, Nan Zhou and Juan Er.
Pick, pick, pick, turn your ears up, and less than a small basket for half a day. Missing my sweetheart, the vegetable basket was abandoned by the roadside.
Where can I pick apples? Nanjian coast; Where can I go to mine? It is in the water. This is a shallow swamp. The Book of Songs, National Style, Zhao Nan and Cai Ping
Where can I pick apples? It's on the waterfront of Nanxi. Where can I collect algae? It's in a shallow swamp, where there is water.
Magpies have a nest where pigeons live. The returning son, one hundred and twenty royal. The Book of Songs, National Style, Zhao Nan and Quechao
Magpies build nests and cuckoos (cuckoos) come to live in them. This person is getting married and the motorcade is coming to pick her up.
This quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head. Book of Songs, National Style, High Style, Quiet Woman
That beautiful girl is really cute. She asked me to go to Chengtou. Deliberately hiding and teasing people made me scratch my head.
Swallows are flying in the sky with uneven wings. My sister married in the country today. I can't see the shadow, and my eyes are like rain. The Book of Songs, National Style, Li Feng and Yan Yan
Swallow Qi Fei, with me. I'll send it as soon as my sister gets married. Looking up from a distance, I couldn't see my sister, and tears poured down my face.
Facing the political situation, I trembled all over, like walking on thin ice in the face of a deep abyss. Book of Songs Xiaoya Xiao Min
I tremble before the political situation, just like facing a deep abyss, just like walking on thin ice.
Have I nothing to wear? Robe with my son. Wang Yuxing, fix my spear. Hatred with my son! The Book of Songs Qin Feng No Clothes
Who said there were no clothes? Wearing the same shirt as you. The king will get up, repair his spear and be with you!
As the moon remains unchanged, as the sun rises. Nanshan's life is long, so it will not collapse. Just like the lush pine and cypress, there is no lack of success. Book of Songs Xiaoya Tianbao
Like the rising moon, like the rising sun. Just like the life of Nanshan, it will not collapse or fall. Like the branches and leaves of pine and cypress, it lasts forever.
My heart is full of stones, but I can't turn it around. I'm full of bandits. I can't get involved. The Book of Songs, National Style, Lang Feng and White Boat
My heart is not a round stone, so I can't just turn it around! My heart is not a straw mat for sleeping, so I can't roll it up at will!
Green silk thread, green silk thread, you sewed it yourself. I think of the ancients, so I don't have to worry about them. Fine hemp, coarse hemp, put on cold air and drill skirt corners. I think of my wife's death, and it is really considerate of my heart. Book of Songs, National Style, Changfeng, Green Clothes
Green silk, green silk, green silk was woven by you. It's not wrong for you and me to miss our dead wife. Fine kudzu clothes and thick kudzu clothes are cool to wear. Everything I saw and thought of my dead wife was to my liking.
It's raining, it's raining and the sun is shining. I am willing to talk, I am willing to take the first disease. How can I get grass? The back of the tree. I am willing to think about it, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. The Book of Songs, national style, Feng Weibo.
It rains when it should, but the sun is shining. I want to have a headache when I am thinking about my eldest brother. Where can I find a girl without sadness? Plant it in the north of the house. I feel sad and sick when I think of my eldest brother.
In the end, the wind was very strong, so I laughed when I cared, and laughed when I laughed. The center is mourning. In the end, the wind is hazy, you want to come, don't go, and think. The Book of Songs, National Wind, Changfeng and Final Wind
The wind blew so fast that he giggled when he saw me. Flirting and licentiousness are all nonsense, and I'm afraid and annoyed. The wind swept the dust, whether he wanted to come or not. It will be difficult to get together if you don't come again. My long thoughts make me sad.
Male pheasants are flying in the air, spreading colorful wings. I miss my husband very much. I make myself feel sad. The male pheasant flies in the air and sings loudly. My honest husband makes my heart ache. Book of Songs, national style, Lang Feng Buck.
The male pheasant flies far away and has beautiful wings. I miss someone very much, and I am so sad that I have no news. The male pheasant flies around in the distance, and its songs are heard everywhere. Honest and lovely people, endless lovesickness hurts me.
There are hazelnuts on the mountain and ling on the top. Who is in my heart? Western beauty. He is beautiful, but he is a westerner. The Book of Songs, National Style, Lang Feng Jane Xi
Hazelnut trees grow on high mountains, and Ku Ridge grows in places with low humidity. Who do you miss? The beauty of the west is in my heart. Beauty has gone without a trace, and it is difficult for the west to express its feelings.
Follow his grave and cut its pieces; If you don't see a gentleman, you will be hungry. The Book of Songs, National Style and Nan Zhou Rufen
Walk along Ruhe levee and cut branches. I haven't seen my husband yet, and I'm hungry early in the morning.
Cut, cut, cut, cut; My wife hasn't seen my face for a long time, and she looks pathetic. When I stopped, I stopped and my heart sank. Book of Songs, national style, Zhao Nan, grasshopper.