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First, the full text of "Eight Poems of Jing Shenqiu" Click here to view the details of "Eight Poems of Jing Shenqiu"
Autumn is full of emotions every year. It is born in the rain.
Gradually, I want the fireworks to approach, and I feel a little pity for the clothes.
Poetry stands idle, remembering things late at night.
_ I am used to it, and I am sad.
The rain is rolling, and the candle moth lamp is sparse.
Crying in the cold autumn, thinking about women asking about cold clothes.
The curtain is broken, fireflies come in and bats fly in the window.
Day and night passed, and gradually ran counter to a strong heart.
_ _ The eaves are dripping and the tintin windows are rainy.
The pillow tilts and the bucket slides, and the curtain lamp turns over.
It's hard to call Yaner to sleep and recite poems.
I can't sleep, but neither can I.
The bottle pours rain on the eaves, and the window excites the arrow wind.
Sick hate dim lights, cold feeling thin and empty.
The maid reported that the firewood was exhausted, and his wife was worried about the hospital.
Old grass counts and teaches Cai Chengdong.
The limelight is hard to get a pillow, and the sick eyes are tired of reading.
There is no wine to sell in the long night, and the lights are brilliant.
Three yuan pushes the king, and nine Yao Jin multiplies and divides.
There are more temples in the corridor, and the uneven pattern is too empty.
After the hedge fell, it went into the autumn fields.
Bamboo hangs sorrow, lotus loses pity for the empty room.
The small arrow is white, and the low grapefruit is yellow.
In front of us, we are all fellow villagers.
Willow branches are weak and the scenery is oblique.
Dragonflies cherish the dew, while butterflies love autumn flowers.
Hungry _ empty hedge finch, cold habitat full of tree crows.
There is no family in the desolate billiards hall.
Ten years of suffering and ten days of cloudy days.
People are taught to be mice, and God is not sent to make fish.
The sword in the city blooms, but the bookworm in the jack-o'-lantern withers.
The smell of mud is exhausted, and the car has nowhere to be destroyed.
Second, Yuan Zhen's other poems.
Chrysanthemum, self-reflection on five-character poems (Part IV), Palace, giving the best in September (autumn words) and late autumn. Poetry of the same dynasty
Sangu's Family, Warm Dishes, Farewell to Xu Kan, Mourning Poems, Jia Dao's Tomb Inscription, Tiantai Temple Couplet, Song of Eternal Sorrow, Memory of Jiangnan, Spring Tour in Qiantang and Ode to Mujiang.
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