Introduce some poems to me

Guan Ju's The Book of Songs, National Style and Nan Zhou

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.

Raoge "Folk Songs of Han Yuefu"

Evil! I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!

Lover Jasper Sun Song Chuo (Eastern Jin Dynasty)

Jasper, a little girl, dare not climb your virtue. Feeling a thousand dollars, the whole city is ashamed.

When Jasper broke the melon, she felt the opposite. Feeling that Lang was not shy, he turned and hugged Lang.

Spring in my heart forever Liu Lingxian (Southern Liang Dai)

The beautiful scenery of the flower court is oblique, and the blue is light and graceful. Sunset updates makeup and opens curtains for Haruki.

Singing in the thrush leaves, playing in the butterfly flowers. The tune should be interesting, but sadness is not.

Good encounters are not far away, but good moments never happen. If you want to know more grievances, spring evening is deep.

Simultaneous Heng (Sui)

Meet cheng jihui. You must fill your back room. Good mood, new handover. Fear is like exploring soup.

I'm tired of my talent. As a concubine. Take precautions and give back to the society. Offer gifts to help steam.

Consider it a garden party. I'm covering the bed. I want to be a good friend. Defend the wind and frost in the sky.

Clean the pillow. The smell is fragrant. Re-entering the family is a golden burden. High and low.

Clothes, towels and powder. Zhang is my teacher. Elegant manners.

What all men want to see. God taught Huang Xuan. Lemos night music. No teeth, don't forget.

Ruyi Niang Wu Zetian (Tang)

Zhu Jian thinks in succession, looking haggard and fragmented.

If you don't believe me, you will often cry.

Wang Yue Si Yuan Fang Zhang Jiuling (Tang)

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Acacia Wang Wei (Tang)

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Hate Li Bai (Tang)

The beauty has been waiting for the bead curtain and has been sitting with tight eyebrows. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.

Li Bai (Tang)

Autumn wind is clear. The autumn moon is bright. The fallen leaves gather and disperse. Western Western jackdaw recovered from the shock.

Acacia knows when to meet. At this point, the night is awkward.

Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) is a lover of Sauvignon Blanc.

Bianshui, Surabaya, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, Wu Shan is a little sad.

Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.

Give a double-text Yuan Zhen (Tang)

When it is gorgeous, it will turn into a state, and when it is pity, it will turn from charm to state. Sometimes I laugh at myself, and sitting around is more boring.

Xiao Yuexing went to see abortion, and Chunsu looked at it and wanted to sell it. Why is he willing to let go? Dare not look back.

Li Siyuan Zhen (Tang)

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.

Farewell to Du Mu (Tang)

Affectionate is always ruthless, and you feel proud when you can't laugh.

The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

Du Qiuniang (Tang)

I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth.

When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.

Song of Eternal Sorrow by Bai Juyi (Tang)

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.

Singing and dancing slowly, the emperor's eyes can't stare at her enough.

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 rolled down her sad and 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 and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Jinse Li Shangyin (Tang)

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 has come and gone before I know it.

Yi Jiangnan Wen Tingjun (Tang)

After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, this is not Qian Fan, and there is water everywhere, and I am heartbroken in Baipingzhou.

To Yu (Tang), as neighbors.

Shame on sleeves, worry about spring and lazy makeup; It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover.

Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are dark and heartbroken; You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang.

Wei Zhuang (Late Tang and Five Dynasties)

The candle burns half a curtain, and the dream is first shocked. Flowers want to thank, late at night, the moon is in the sky.

Where is the song pressed? Gently. Dancing clothes and dust are born in the dark, which is not good for Chun Qing.

The blue marsh is fragrant, the rain is quiet, and the orchid is fragrant. Yu Hang Pei, pass through the belt and bend over.

Dreams are separated by a star bridge. The more fragrant, the better.

Bodhisattva Maniu Bridge (Tang)

The jade building is full of ice honey, and the powder melts into sweat and flows to the mountain pillow. Outside the table, the windlass sounded, smiling and surprised.

Liu Yin is misty, with low temples and cicadas. You must fight for your life and enjoy today.

Magnolia Wei Chengban (living around 930 AD)

Little hibiscus, fragrant and charming, jasper hall, deep as water.

Close the treasure chest, cover the gold shop, and drag the sleeves against the screen.

The fireworks are charming, and the Quzhu Yuanyang sleeps with brocade wings.

Looking at the quiet acacia with sadness, a pair of smiles and fragrant buds.

Meet in (Five Dynasties, Ten Kingdoms and Southern Tang Dynasty)

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

Sauvignon Blanc Linbu (Northern Song Dynasty)

Wu, Yue. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other, and who knows when to leave?

Your tears are full and mine are full. The ribbon knot has not yet formed, and the tide at the head of the river has subsided.

Yulinling Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty)

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.

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.

Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, morning breeze and waning moon.

This past year should be a wonderful time, and the beautiful scenery is nominal.

Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Butterfly Love Flower Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty)

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Su Muzhe missed Fan Zhongyan (Northern Song Dynasty)

Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.

The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.

Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.

The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Qian Qiusui Zhang Xian (Northern Song Dynasty)

Count the thrushes. Also report to Fang Fei. Cherish the spring and break the red.

The rain is small and the wind is fierce, and the plum blossoms are green. Yongfeng willow, no one flies all day.

Don't fiddle with the strings. Bitter to say. The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. The night has passed and the east window is not white.

Chun Yulan hates Yan Shu (Northern Song Dynasty)

On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off.

The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.

Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.

Qin Yi 'e Ouyang Xiu (Northern Song Dynasty)

Fifteen or sixteen, take off your skirt and frown. Ruby is warm, enters people's arms and matures in spring.

Show incense and draw candles in front of the account. Eye wavelength, oblique blebs and blue clouds. Not enough. The bitter night is even worse.

Ruan Langgui Ouyang Xiu (Northern Song Dynasty)

Jade muscle, painted face, waist. Red makeup and light eyebrows. Cui Huan oblique low voice. When you're shy about having sex.

I pity me, and I pity me. Heart and eyes. The depth of embroidered screen refers to the depth period. Who knows about it?

Hua Lian Ouyang Xiu (Northern Song Dynasty)

In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted.

Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu (Northern Song Dynasty)

I was going to say the date of return before opening the bottle, but I didn't say that the spring capacity was miserable first.

Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.

Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling.

It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Luoyang.

Waist girding Ouyang Xiu (Northern Song Dynasty)

The eaves of the water gallery are ventilated. On the outskirts of Tang Yin, willow smoke is thick.

The square bed is covered with fish scales and green sarong. Noodles, give it to hibiscus.

Jade people spend their honeymoons. * *. //pillow, jiao sleepy, sleepy.

I feel lazy and shy, sweaty and fragrant. Plain skirt waist, reflecting chest.

Xijiangyue Sima Guang (Northern Song Dynasty)

The bun is loosely tied, and pencil lead wears light makeup.

The smoke hood is light and the flying floc is uncertain.

How can we be heartless if we don't see each other?

Wake up first after a break, and be quiet in the deep courtyard.

Li Zhiyi (Northern Song Dynasty)

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty) died in Hua Lian

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around.

Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea.

Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

The laughter died away, and so did the sound. Affectionate but heartless chagrin.

Jiangchengzi Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)

Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget.

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. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.

He Xinlang Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)

Wu, silent and no one, the children's voice turned to noon, and the night was cool and the bath was new.

Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while.

Getting sleepy, sleeping alone and getting ripe. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain?

It's a waste of time to teach people to dream of breaking Yaotai music. The wind is beating on the bamboo again.

Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu, wait for the floating flowers to run out, and be alone with you.

Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. Afraid of being caught again, the west wind scares the green.

Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.

Yan's Partridge (Northern Song Dynasty)

The first time I met you, in the crisp cup where I met you for the first time, it was so gentle, beautiful and affectionate that my face flushed when I took a sip. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.

Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.

Sauvignon Blanc Yan (Northern Song Dynasty)

Sauvignon Blanc. If you ask acacia, unless you meet each other.

Sauvignon Blanc. I don't know who to talk to about acacia.

Que Qiao Xian Qin Guan (Northern Song Dynasty)

The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight. 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.

Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

Fang Ting Qin Guan (Northern Song Dynasty)

Mountain painted Wei Yun, the sky faded, and the horn was painted to break the door. Suspend the collection, and talk about * * * leading away from the statue.

How many Penglai past events, looking back, are all fog. Outside the setting sun, 10,000 points west of Western jackdaw, flowing water around the lonely village.

Enchanting, at this moment, the sachet is hidden and the ribbon is light. Winning a brothel is lucky in name only.

When can I see you here? There are tears on the sleeves. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.

Zhou Bangyan (Northern Song Dynasty) Jade Case

Bright night lights are clustered like beans, which is a good thing. There is one tonight. People dispersed after drinking and singing.

Put the pipa gently, the voice is low, and the candle goes out.

How thick the county body is against human feelings, cherish it lightly. The rain scattered and the clouds gathered, and his brow wrinkled.

I'm only worried about it. The man found out and brought me to worry about it.

Chen Dongfu of Sauvignon Blanc (Northern Song Dynasty)

The flowers are deep. Liu. Go through the flowers to find the letter. Your heart carries my heart.

Complaining about singing and playing the piano Hate loneliness. Where can I find vows? Who expected this at the beginning?

Jin Lu Sima Wei (Northern Song Dynasty)

My concubine lives by the Qiantang River. Flowers bloom and fall, regardless of year.

Swallows take away the spring scenery, and the screen is Huang Meiyu.

Obliquely inserted rhinoceros combs clouds and spits, sandalwood taps and sings golden rays.

Looking at the clouds, I couldn't find a place and dreamed that the moon gave birth to Nanpu.

Long Xiangsi Yuyong (Song)

One by one. One more drink, one more drink. The lamp on the banana window outside the window. Infinite love at this time.

Dreams don't come easily. Hatred is hard to level. People who are not worried don't like to hear it. Empty steps lead to bright places.

Ugly slave Li Qingzhao (Song)

A storm came late and washed away the burning light. I cut the spring clothes, but I put light makeup on Ling Hua.

The crimson wisp is thin and clear, and the snow is greasy and crisp. Laugh Tan Lang, tulle kitchen pillows are cold tonight.

Zuihua Li Yin Qingzhao (Song)

Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner.

Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

Jane Yimei and Li Qingzhao (Song)

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Mulberry Picking (Song Dynasty)

I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people.

Damn you, you are like the moon hanging high above the river, just perfect and gone, and I don't know when it will wait until the moon is round again.

Born faults, Yuan and Xi Shuzhen (Southern Song Dynasty)

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

Partridge and Love Nie Shengqiong (Southern Song Dynasty)

Jade flowers are sad out of Fengcheng, and lotus flowers are green downstairs.

Sing the Yangguan song first, instead of riding five times.

If you seek a beautiful dream, it is hard to come true. Who knows how I feel at this moment,

In front of the pillow, tears rain in front of the window, and the light drops through the window.

Qing Yu Anyuan Xi Xin Qiji (Southern Song Dynasty)

One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain.

BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.

Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.

Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Mai Bei Tang Yuan Haowen (Jin)

What is love in the world? Teach me to live and die together.

Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.

You should have something to say. There are clouds in Wan Li and snow in Qian Shan. Who are you going to shadow?

Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely. The smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.

The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.

Yuequ Chun Qing Xu Zaisi (Yuan)

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.

The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly.

There is a lingering fragrance here, and the beloved doesn't know where to go.

When is the most violent time when the symptoms of lovesickness come? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

Tang Duoling Wu Wenying (Southern Song Dynasty)

Where to synthesize sadness. Leave people's hearts to autumn. Even if it doesn't rain, it will be cold.

It's cool at night, the weather is fine, there is a bright moon, and I'm afraid to go upstairs.

Dream of rest in old age. Flowers, smoke, water. Yan resigned, but the guests were still staying.

The weeping willow does not hold the skirt, but it is long and sails.

Magnolia order, imitating ancient and decisive words Nalan Xingde (Qing Dynasty)

If life is just like the first sight, why 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.

Acacia Ren Chengyao (* * * and)

The former Yan Huan is gone, but a glass of wine is lonely.

It is easy to get heartfelt love in this life, and it will be clear in the future.