Who can tell me what famous sentences are in Song Ci?

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March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian

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. Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian

Looking at the rain and clouds, I looked at Qiu Guang quietly. The bleak evening scene made Song Yu sad. Water and wind are light, and apples are old; The moon is cold and the leaves are yellow. Where are the old friends? Smoke and water are boundless. Unforgettable, literary cocktail party, a few lonely romances, repeated star frost. The sea is vast and the mountains are far away. Where is Xiaoxiang? Reading Shuang Yan is difficult to rely on news; Refers to the old age, empty knowledge home. Looking at each other in the dark, the sunset stands in the broken sound. Liu Yong's Jade Hu Die

As soon as the arrow leaked, I felt a little cold, gradually sobbed and drew a few corners. Silent to the window, the light went out and waited for dawn, and the shadow couldn't sleep alone. Liu Yong's Qijia

If you want to turn intoxication into sadness, singing can't hurt your heart. Yan's Ruan Langgui

In spring, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. Who is young and romantic? I'm going to marry him and grow old together. Don't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned.

In the past, planting willows, Yi-Hannan; Today, look at the falling, sad river beach; How can a man deserve such a tree?

Fight for this life, drink for flowers and cry for Iraq. (Jie Lianhuan, Zhou Bangyan)

Don't worry. (Zhou Bangyan's "The Recent Flowers")

The two places are separated by sorrow, and a statue of fragrant wine is desolate and dangerous. Cai Shen's Su Wuman

It's windy and rainy now, and I cry when I can't hear the song clearly. The partridge sky in Zhou Zizhi

Liu Suoying is haunted by dreams, and she knows that she is worried about dyeing Pan Lang. If you don't take a light shirt, you will still hide your tears. Forget the past and be afraid of time. Peek into the pool in early spring. In the condensation, the plum blossoms are half open and full of makeup. "Cordate telosma" by Shi Dazu

It's a pity that the east wind thanks both hate and idle flowers. Shi Dazu's Three Shu Mei

Teenagers are conceited about lingyun pen, but now spring flowers have fallen, full of bleak. Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang"

It's easy to pick Chinese characters in the brocade machine, but it's rare for jade people to do things. There is a China in the northwest of a man. Don't shed tears at the West Bridge. Liu Kezhuang's Magnolia

Buying wine and flowers is young, unlike old love. Lv Zugao's "Jiangchengzi"

Don't say it before you leave the intestine, but look up. More importantly, it was as bad as grass, and Mei Fei was late. Lv Zugao's Qingdu Banquet

I dare not lean, my Lord is outside the mountain. Only in the past, mountains shared water, but still, the sunset rain went away and the clouds did not return. Pan Fang's Nanxiangzi

Old friend upstairs, who should I order? The grass falls in the sun. Wu Wenying's "Cordate telosma"

The door sleepwalks among the flowers, the sunset is silent, the swallow is sad, and the jade fragrance moves the small curtain hook. Catkin is silent, tears fall in spring, clouds have shadows on the moon, and the east wind at night is colder than autumn. Wu Wenying's "Huanxisha"

Near Qingming, the soul disappeared in the branches of the bluebird. It's a pity that a serenade is given to dusk. Want to spend a total of willow flowers. I am afraid that Liu Hua is frivolous and doesn't know how to hurt spring. Miss Chu Xiang stays, tender feelings, who still has tender feelings? Jathyapple of Toona sinensis by Huang Xiaomai

It's already half a spring in Jiangcheng today, and I'm still there, deep in the chaotic mountains, next to the Guxi Bridge. Huang Gongshao Jade Case

Most concerned, the plum blossom is broken, and acacia is difficult to send. High balcony in Zhou Mi

Tired of traveling to the ends of the earth, I have a heart at this time. I only worry about crying in Xizhou and ask if Du Qu is here. Afraid of cold on green sleeves, I still lean on plum trees. Zhangyan's Flute under the Moon

Acacia dreams all night through the window, but people are separated from water. But it is sad, full of fragrant trees, and the ground is oblique. ..... Now there is grass everywhere, but you can't look at the end of the world by height. What's more, he is a few degrees east wind and flying flowers. Wang de Gao yang tai

..... Afraid of parting, there are many things I want to say. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. Go back after a break, and it is difficult to stay in the "sunshine" for thousands of times. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then. Li Qingzhao's "Memories of the Phoenix Tower"

At that time, I enjoyed flowers, but now I don't even have half a flower. Yan Shu's Magnolia

Millennium success comes from the world. Look at Phoenix Island, Parrot Island, Yellow Crane Fishing Ground and Jiege Qingchuan. A good spring and autumn month, only a remnant of water! I am extremely worried about the past and the present. When it is Cui Hao's poem, Violet wrote; How many people found the Yangtze River? Hankou watches the sunset, Dongting rises far, it rains at night in Xiaoxiang, the clouds dream and the morning glow, and many drinking customs leave a faint smoke under the dim light of night! The world is small, the flute is ethereal, and the crane shadow is floating. Li Lianfang's couplets of Yellow Crane Tower

The setting sun sets in Hankou, and birds return to their nests; Autumn eyes in Dongting Lake, misty clouds and distant blue sky. -Liu Changqing

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown. There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May. Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower

I've always been young and limited, and it's easy to get out of my body at leisure. Don't talk frequently when I sprinkle my banquet. It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers. Yan Shu's "Huanxisha" is jade bone with ice muscles, cool and sweat-free. Fenglaishui Temple is full of faint fragrance. Embroidered curtains open, a little bright moon peeks at people, and people are awake. Leaning on the pillow, my hair is messy. Su Shi's Song of the Cave Fairy

In the dead of night, it was calm, and the boat was gone, and Jianghai sent the rest of his life. Su Shi's Linjiang Fairy

There is no reason for heaven and graceful demeanour. Jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle. Qin Guan ba Liu zi

Eliminate the soul, at this moment, the sachet is hidden, and the ribbon is light. The man won the brothel, but she was lucky enough to become famous. When can I see you here? There are crying marks on the inner sleeve and the air. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim. Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan, is as light as a dream, and the endless rain is as thin as sorrow, with a small silver hook hanging on the curtain. Huanxisha in Qin Guan

Last year, I went to the Green Gate in Kyoto, but I can't see him tonight. I lost my soul. If you want to torture people and make them sad all their lives, you don't need anything else, just a few lonely and miserable evenings. Zhao Lingshi's Qing Ping Le

On the roof of the building at sunset, wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, I saw Wu Gou and took photos everywhere, but no one would attend. Xin Qiji's Hidden Water Dragon

Reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand belt is shallow. Twenty years have passed, South Tower. Liu Xia's mooring is not stable yet, but it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days. The yellow crane broke the rock head. Have you ever been there? Old rivers and mountains are new troubles. I want to buy osmanthus with wine, but I don't like it. Tang Duoling of Liu Guo

Cherry blossoms wither away from people's tears, plum rains fall lonely, and a city of spring water flows east. Huanxisha

The river is still full of cranes, the sound of waves is still full of flowers, and the dream is endless. Huanxisha

Respondent: Bao Gong 2004- Juren Level 51-1217: 31.

There are many poems in Song Dynasty, which are wonderful, some touching and some touching. Let me say a few more songs.

Su Shi's "Water Melody" embroidered curtains at sunset, and the pavilion was even empty. In order for me to come, you specially painted the windows with bright red paint. This reminds me of the time when I was in Pingshan House, leaning against the pillow, enjoying the misty rain in the south and looking at the horizon in the distance. Listen to the drunkard's language: "The color of the mountain is both there and there." The endless water surface is crystal clear, reflecting the green shadow of the mountains. Suddenly, the river was rough, and a fisherman was sailing in the wind and waves. Seeing this, I can't help but think of Song Yu's Song Yu. It is impossible for such a ridiculous person to understand that the wind in Zhuangzi is the voice of nature, saying that the wind has a daughter. As a matter of fact, as long as a person has the noble spirit of ambition and wisdom, he can be poised in any occasion and enjoy the infinite comfort of thousands of miles.

The first frost of Nanxiangzi has water marks, and Yuanzhou has light blue scales. The wine is fading away, the wind is soft and chilly, and the broken hat is affectionate but affectionate. If the festival is rewarded, it will ruin the autumn and the Qing dynasty. Everything is a dream in the end. Take a rest. The yellow butterfly will worry tomorrow.

"Nan Gezi" The rain is dark at the first night, and the wind will clear up. Light clouds shine obliquely on the mountains, fine grass and soft shaxi road, and light horseshoes. When you wake up after drinking, you can't dream of Xiancun. Where can I find Yunying at Blue Bridge? There is only warm water and companionship.

"BuOperator" hangs sparse trees in the absence of the moon, revealing human silence. Who saw you alone, vague and lonely. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. Lonely sandbars are very cold.

"butterfly lovers" flowers fade, red apricots are small, swallows fly, and green water people are around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea. Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

"Xijiang Moon" is a big dream in the world. How many times is life cool in autumn? At night, the leaves of the wind have sounded in the gallery. Look at your eyebrows and temples. The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Mid-Autumn Festival, who shared the lonely light and looked at the north sadly.

As gray as wood, my heart is not tied to a boat. Ask your occupation, Danzhou, Huizhou, Huangzhou. This is certainly not a sentence, but it is very touching. I'd better write it down. )

Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds" hates you, not the moon, not the north and the south, not things, but separation. Hating you is like a month on the river. If you are full, you will lose. If you are full, you will lose. How long will you stay with the League members?

Chen's "Linjiang Fairy" recalls drinking on the bridge at noon yesterday, and there were many people sitting inside. Long ditch Ryutsuki was silent. In the thin shadow of apricot flowers, I played the flute until dawn. It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although I am shocked. Go to the pavilion to see the new sunshine. How many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third.

Zhang Xian's Fairy is on the beach, on the poultry pond, the clouds break the moon.

Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu Covers Homesickness: The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow and full of autumn colors, and the waves are cold and misty. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

"The Fisherman's Pride" blocked the different scenery in Qiu Lai, and the Hengyang geese left inadvertently. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan didn't go home! The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

Mei's "Su Curtain Covers Grass" is full of pear blossoms, the setting sun is all over the ground, and it is green and old.

Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker Last January, the flower market was brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. In January this year, the moon and the lights were still there. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve. This poem is simple in meaning and simple in writing, but it always makes people feel deeply. )

Yan's "Linjiang Fairy" is an independent person, flying with swift. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

The colorful sleeves of "Partridge Sky" hold the jade clock diligently, but they were old and red in those days. 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.

Qin Guan's "Huanxisha" is lonely and cold, and goes to the small building. The silver rogue is like a poor autumn, and the screen is quiet and light. Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains.

Zhu Dunru's "Partridge Sky" I am the landscape lang of Jingshi, and I am arrogant and frivolous. I once gave Yu a wind ticket, but I was tired of leaving a cloud to borrow a monthly ticket. There are thousands of poems and thousands of wines. I have seen the princes several times. Jade Pagoda Golden Que has no intention of returning, and plum blossoms are drunk in Luoyang.

"Huihuan" is located in the west tower of Jinling City, leaning against the clear autumn. Sunset in Wan Li, big rivers. There was chaos in the Central Plains, and the tassels were scattered. When are they collected? Try Qian Hengtai blowing tears over Yangzhou.

Lu You's Confessions was the year when Wan Li sought to seal Hou and the horse kept Liangzhou. Now the military life of defending the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur. The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. Who had expected this life, the heart is in Tianshan, and the old is in Cangzhou.

Wu Wenying's "Wind into the Pine" building is full of willow and tender feelings.

"Huanxisha" recalls the past with flowers, the sunset is silent and the swallow is sad, and the jade fragrance moves the small curtain hook. Catkin is silent, tears fall in spring, clouds have shadows on the moon, and the east wind at night is colder than autumn.

Liu Chenweng's "South Building Order" Cangzhou is full of bright moon, and the Yangtze River flows in one direction. Who is better, the flute is dangerous. Heaven and earth know nothing about waste, 300 thousand, 8 thousand years. Are the deciduous girls and bronze camels on the wall safe? Look at the green hills and bones. Except for the flowers under the moon palace, the dust is too thick and I want to swim. This year, Yuan soldiers invaded Hangzhou and surrendered after the Southern Song Emperor. "Dust" means that dust covers the sky. )

Be careful that "a calyx red" is the mountains and rivers of the old country, but Rainbow can go upstairs.

Jie Jiang's "A Piece of Plum" is full of spring worries. The boat on the river shook and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge, the wind is floating and the rain is falling. When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.

Teenagers listen to the rain, and the red candle is faint. In full bloom, the boat listens to the rain, the river is wide and the water is low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless, before the next step, until dawn.

Yan Shu's "Confessions" Lotus flowers in Jin Ju are fragrant, and the weather is about to double ninth festival. The autumn in the distant village is picturesque, and the mangrove trees are yellow. The running water is light, the blue clouds are long and the road is long. Eyes high, beauty is coming, infinite thinking.

In fact, not only the Yuan Dynasty, but also some things that people are very moved or like. Now I will summarize some of them for your appreciation.

Xu Zaisi's "[Double Tone] Narcissus Raining at Night" was full of autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sorrow, and he dreamed of the third night. Citi didn't answer the light, lamenting that Xinfeng would go against the sky for a long time. After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.

"[Double Carving] Yuequ" I won't miss you in my life, but I will miss you. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly. There is a lingering sound here. What is the hope of a thousand dollars? The symptoms are coming. When is it? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

Guan Hanqing [double tone] is intoxicated by the east wind and lacks flowers under the moon. Holding a farewell cup, my eyes are full of parting tears. Just say take care and rest, the pain is unbearable. "Look forward to the future, Wan Li!"