1, Lin Daiyu
Two curved brows that seem to knit but not knit, a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy.
The state of the two dimple of sorrow, the delicate attack of a body of the disease. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Leisurely like a flower in the water, action like a weak willow wind.
The heart is more than the heart of Bijan, the disease is like the western son of the three winners.
2, Xue Baochai
They all say it is a golden jade good luck, I only miss the wood and stone former alliance.
Empty to, mountain high priest crystallized snow; not forget, the world outside the fairy lonely forest.
Sighing the world, the beauty of the world today: even if it is the same eyebrow, in the end, it is difficult to be satisfied.
3. Yuanchun
Happy to be in the right place, but hating the impermanence of it all. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. I'd like to tell my mother and father that my life is in the hands of the people of the world, and I'd like to tell them that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it, but I'd like to be able to do something about it!
4. Yingchun
The wolf in the mountains is a ruthless beast. I don't want to remember what I did on that day.
It is a matter of extravagance and lust, and it is a matter of having a good time.
5, tanchun
One sail of the wind and rain road three thousand, the flesh and blood home, all to throw flash. I'm afraid to cry.
Tell your parents not to keep your children in suspense: since ancient times, the poor and the passive are determined, the clutch is not destiny?
From now on, we will be separated from each other. I'm not going to get involved.
6. Spring
What will happen to the three springs, the red peaches and the green willow, when they are broken? I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
What do you say about the abundance of peaches in the sky and apricot stamens in the clouds? But in the end, who has seen the fall through?
Look at the poplar village, the ghosts under the maple forest.
What's more, the grass is covering the graves, and it's the poor and the rich who are working hard,
Spring and autumn flowers are being tortured. The first thing I want to say is that I'm not going to be able to get away with this.
The Western Treasure Tree is called Brahma, and it bears the fruit of everlasting life.
7, Wang Xifeng
The mechanism is too clever, but the enemy has forgotten his life!
Before she was born, her heart was broken, and after she died, she was empty.
The family is rich and peaceful, but in the end, the family is dead and the people are scattered.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a state of shock, and I've never seen her in a state of shock.
Suddenly, it seems like the building is falling down, and it seems like the lights are going out.
Yeah! The first time I've seen you, I've seen you, and I've seen you. The world is not a place where you can be sure of what you want!
8. Shi Xiangyun
In her infancy, her parents died. She was born and raised by her parents, but she was never born again.
Fortunately, I was born with a great sense of humor and magnanimity, and I have never been bothered by my children's personal feelings.
Well like, clearing the moon and wind dazzling jade hall. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
Quasi-folding the shape of the childhood bumps. The last is the clouds scattered high Tang, water dry Xiangjiang River:
This is the world in the world should be a number of growth, why in vain sadness?
9, Qin Keqing
Painted beam spring end fall fragrance dust. The best of the best, the best of the best,
is the root of the failure of the family. The first thing that I have done is to honor my father's memory,
and the first thing that I have done is to make sure that my family is dead. The first sin is always due to love!
10, Miao Yu
The temperament is as beautiful as an orchid, and the talent is better than that of an immortal. I'm not sure if you're a fan of the idea, but I'm a fan of the idea of the idea.
You say it is a meat-eating fishy, see Cherry common disgust; but do not know good high people more jealous,
over clean world with suspicion. I can't help but wonder if this is the best way to get the most out of your life,
This is a great way to get the most out of your life,
This is a great way to get the most out of your life!
What's more, it's still dirty and against the wishes of the people;
What's more, it's like, flawless white jade is trapped in the mud; and why should it be, the king and the grandchildren are sighing for no destiny.
11, Qiao sister
Leaving Yuqing, leaving Yuqing, suddenly met the benefactor; fortunate mother, fortunate mother, accumulated Yin Gong.
Advising people to help the poor and the needy. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this," he said!
It is the multiplication, division, addition and subtraction, on the sky.
12, Li dian
Mirror in the love, more that can dream of fame! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this! I'm not going to mention the embroidered tents and coverlets. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at it. Although it is said that one should not suffer from poverty in old age, one should also accumulate good deeds for one's children and grandchildren. The hairpin and tassel on the head are bright, the golden seal on the chest is powerful, and the title and rank are high, but the road to the Yellow Springs is near! Can the ancient generals and ministers still survive? The only thing that is left is the name of the person who is to be honored by the future generations.
Cao Xueqin Separation of flesh and blood
One sail, three thousand stormy roads, the flesh and blood of the family home to throw flashes
Fear of crying damage to the remaining years of life to tell parents, do not put the child in suspense
Since ancient times, the poor and the passers-by all have a certainty of clutching is not destiny
from now on, two places are separated, each to protect the safety of their own slaves to go and do not be implicated
Cao Xueqin Tai Taiyue fantasy world quotes
Spring dream with the clouds scattered, flying flowers by water flow.
This is a message to all the children, so don't look for idle sorrows
Cao Xueqin, the world is hard to tolerate
Beauty as beautiful as an orchid, talent as rare as immortality
Natural idiosyncrasies are rare in the world
You say you are a carnivore, and despise the commonplace
You don't know that people who are too high are more jealous than you, and that the world is suspicious of you, too. I'm so sorry that I've failed to live up to the expectations of the people of the world
In the end, it's still the dirt and filth of the world that goes against my wishes
It's like a flawless white jade that's been caught in the mud
Why would a king's son say he's not destined to be there? Only silver and gold are forgotten
It's a pity that we don't have much time to gather together, and then our eyes are closed
The world knows that the immortals are good, only their wives are unforgettable
June's Birthday is a day to say you're kind to me, and June's death is a day to go with you
The world knows that the immortals are good, only their children and grandchildren are unforgettable
There are so many parents who have always been devoted to them, and so many filial grandchildren, who've ever seen them before
The good things that Cao Xueqin has done are finally over
The good things that he's done are over.
Painting the beams of spring is over
Being good at love, good at the moon, and good at looks is the root of a family's downfall
The fall of my father's fur is all from respect, and my family's demise is the first crime
Long-standing sins are all due to love
Cao Xueqin Ruyumengling
Is it not that the embroidered velvet is left to curl up into the half-scented mist
It is the delicate hand that makes the cuckoos cry and the swallows envy me
Leave us alone. Don't let springtime go away
If we are not happy with the way things are going, I would like to see you again.
Cao Xueqin: Moon on the Western River
The Han Garden is limited to a few stars, and the Sui Embankment is infinite
Three spring undertakings have been given to the east wind, and the bright moon and pear blossoms have been a dream
There are several courtyards with falling reds, but whose curtains are filled with snow and perfume
The south and north are the same, but they are all the same, but they are the same, and they are the same, but they are the same. I remember the old days
The proud world is also due to the same smell of spring breeze and peaches and plums have not yet been drowned
Cao Xueqin Lin Daiyu's funeral lyrics
The flowers are flying all over the sky, and the red fragrance is broken, who has the pity for them
Woolly threads of soft silk floating in the spring pavilion, and falling flakes of flakes lightly sticking to the embroidered window
The daughter of a boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring, and feels miserable about it, so I can't find anywhere else to go
The hoe of flowers is taken out of the window to bear the fall of flowers to and from
Willow silk, elm pods, are fragrant with flowers, but the willow is not. >The willows and elm pods are so beautiful that they don't care about the peaches and plums
The peaches and plums will bloom again next year, but who will be in her room next year
The swallows are too heartless to build a fragrant nest in March
The flowers will be ready to peck at next year's blossoms, but I don't know that the nest will fall down when the people leave the beams
The winds, knives and frosty swords force the girl to be in love with the flowers for 360 days of the year
How long will the flowers remain beautiful once they have wandered away? It's easy to see the blossoms, but hard to find the flowers, and it's hard to find the flowers at the steps.
The flower hoe alone spills tears on the flowers, and the empty branches show traces of blood.
The cuckoo is silent, and it's dusk when the hoe returns to the door.
It's early morning when I'm sleeping with the lamp shining on the wall. I know it's the souls of flowers and birds
The souls of flowers and birds are always hard to keep, and the birds have no words to say, but the flowers are shy
Wish you could have wings and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky
At the end of the sky, where is the mound of scent
If you don't want to take away your beautiful bones in a bag, and have them in a pure land, you won't want to see the dirt in the ditch
I'm sure you are dead now, and you've taken care of it, but I don't know when you'll lose your life.
If you bury a flower today, people will laugh at you, but you'll never know who will bury you in the next year
Watch the flowers fall in the spring, and it's the time for your face to grow old and die
Once the spring is over, your face grows old and you don't know if you've lost your wife or your husband
Cao Xueqin, the concubine in vain
One of the two was a beautiful girl in Langyuan, and the other one was an unblemished piece of jade
If I said that there was no such thing as a strange destiny, but I'm sure I've met him in this life
If I said that there is such a thing, how can my heart be in vain?
One is in vain and the other is empty
One is the moon in the water and the other is the flower in the mirror
How many tears can there be in one's eyes
How can one withstand the flow of autumn and winter and spring and summer
Cao Xueqin, The Twelve Haircuts of the Golden Hairpin, another book
(Song of the Harlequin)
It's hard to meet the clear moon and the colorful clouds, and it is easy to disperse, and one's mind is higher than the heavens. The body is inferior
Flirtatious dexterity attracts people's grudges, and life is mostly due to slander, and the affectionate son is empty of thoughts
(Singing of Attacker)
In vain, I am gentle and obedient, but the empty clouds are like laurel or orchids, and I can see that the actresses are blessed, but I know that the son is not destined for me
(Sighing of Xiangling)
Roots with the lotus and a stem of fragrance, and all of our lives have been really hurt, and since the birth of the lonely tree in two places, it has led the soul of the fragrance to go back to its hometown
Cao Xueqin: The Twelve Hairpins of the Golden Hairpin
(Baochai and Daiyu)
Who pities the talent of a woman who can't stop her work, who pities the talent of a woman who can't sing?
(Shichun)
It's not long before I can break through the three springs, and I've changed my make-up from the Velvet dress, and I'm so sorry to see the poor daughter of an embroiderer lying alone next to the ancient Buddha in the green lamplight
(Phoenix)
Birds of a feather flock from the last days, and they all know that they adore this life, and they all cry to the Jinling Mountains for more
(Sister Qiao)
It's not worthwhile to lose the power, but to lose your family and your family, and it was by accident that I found a friend in Liu.
(Li Dandy)
Peach, plum, and spring are the end of a son's life, and who ends up like a pot of orchids like ice and water?
It's hard to tie it up or to keep it tied up, but it's hard to separate it from the east and the west and the north and the south
I don't want you to cherish it when it falls away, but I'm aware of it when it flies in
The warbler's sadness and the butterfly's fatigue are all too much for me, even though I'll see you again next spring.
The road is far away and the mountains are high
That's why I told my parents in my dreams
It's my life that's gone to the Yellow Springs, and I'm in love with my family, so I have to retreat and get out of the house as soon as possible
Cao Xueqin: The Night of Rain and Wind at the Autumn Window
The autumn blossoms are pale and the grass is yellow, and the lamps are not keeping on burning for a long time
It is already felt that autumn has not yet come to the end of the windows, but how could the winds and rains help to make it bleak and sad? I don't know when the wind and rain will stop, but I've already taught you to shed wet tears on the window gauze
Cao Xueqin Red Bean Lyrics
It's not enough to drop the tears of lovesickness on the red bean
It's not enough to bloom the willow and the spring flowers on the painting building
It's not enough to sleep steadily on the window gauze in the dusk of dusk
It's not possible to forget the new sorrows and the old ones
It's not possible to swallow the jade grains of gold and the golden waves of the throat
It's not possible to look at the thinness of my face in the diamond mirror
It's impossible to show my frowns.
The frown that can't be unfolded
To endure the uncertain shift
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just like the green mountain that can't be hidden
The green water that can't be flowed
Cao Xueqin Dream of Red Mansions Introduction
The opening of Hongmeng, who is a kind of love, all for the moon and the moon love is thick
No matter when the sky is sad, sad day, when it is silent, try to express the foolishness of the mind
So, on the show, the sad gold mourning jade, the red chamber of the dream of the Red Chamber of the Buddha is a sad, sad day.
All the birds have been killed. For those who are officials, their families have been destroyed
The rich and powerful have lost all their money
Those who have been gracious have escaped from death
Those who are heartless, there is a clear message of retribution
Those who owe their lives, their lives have been repaid
Those who owe their tears, their tears have been exhausted
The revenge for the wrongdoing of the enemy is not light, but it's all destined for the separation of the people and the reunion of the people
Those who wish to know the shortness of their lives, ask the previous life, but it's really a fluke for them to be rich in old age
Those who have seen the light, have gone into hiding.
Those who are obsessed with the world have lost their lives in vain
It's as if the birds have all gone to the forest, and the earth has been left white and clean
Cao Xueqin, Tang Duoling
Powder has fallen into a hundred blossoms, and incense has been destroyed in the Swallow House, one by one.
Wandering around, like a man's thin life, is nothing more than a love affair.
Marrying to the east wind and spring, no matter how long it takes you to get there, you can't help but stay
Cao Xueqin, Peach Blossom Row
Outside the peach blossom curtain, the wind is soft, inside the curtain, I'm lazy in my make-up
Beach blossoms outside the curtain, the people inside the curtain, not far away from the peach blossom trees
The wind is trying to unveil the curtain. The blossom wants to see the curtain, but it won't roll back
The blossom flowers are still in bloom, but the people inside the curtain, they are thinner than the peach blossoms
Flora is sad, the wind blows through it. The wind is blowing through
The wind is blowing through the curtains and the flowers are all over the court, and the colors of spring in front of the court are all the more sad
The door of the courtyard is not covered by the moss, and the sun is slanting over the railing, which the people rely on
The people who rely on the railing are weeping to the wind from the east, and the peaches are standing next to the skirt of the Xi.
The maid brought in water from the golden basin and dipped the water into the cold rouge
Rouge is not similar to the color of flowers, but the color of human tears
If you compare human tears to peach blossoms, they will flow forever, and the flowers will charm you
Tearful eyes can easily be dried up by looking at the flowers, and tears will dry up when the flowers are exhausted in the spring
Emaciated flowers cover the emaciated people, and flowers fly and people get tired and get tired of dusk easily
A sound of Doyle returning to his home is all that matters in the spring.
Cao Xueqin Li Yuqing
Li Yuqing, Li Yuqing, Li Yuqing, I suddenly met a benefactor
Lucky mother, lucky mother, lucky mother, accumulated Yin Gong
To advise life, help the poor, help the needy, not like my love of money, forgetting the flesh and blood of my ruthless uncle and traitorous brother
The very multiplication, division, addition, subtraction, above the firmament
Cao Xueqin asked chrysanthemum
Wanting to tell the feelings of the autumn, no one can understand, murmur and knocking on the East Fence with his hand
Lonely and proud, with who is hidden away
What is the point of talking about sadness and happiness?
What is the meaning of the words "close" and "distant"?
What is the reason for the past?
Today, it is really boring to look back!
Cao Xueqin, the late Shaohua
The love in the mirror is even better than the fame in the dream
The beauty of Shaohua is gone, so let's not talk about the embroidered tents and duck beds again
Only this bejeweled crown and phoenix jacket can't withstand the impermanence of life
Although life can't suffer from old age and poverty, it also needs to be stabilized to accumulate the children and grandchildren
Angerly with a hairpin and tassel, bright and bright, with a golden seal on the chest
Wealthy and powerful, with a high rank, and a high rank, and a high rank. The king's rank and salary are high, and the road to the Yellow Springs is dark and gloomy
If the generals and ministers of the past are still alive, they are just names to be honored by the future generations
Cao Xueqin was wrong in his life
They all say it's a marriage of jade and gold, but I only remember the promise of wood and stone
It is only the snow of the mountain warriors that I remember, but I don't forget the lonely forests of the world's immortal women
Sighing for the human world, we believe that there is no such thing as beauty in the world nowadays
Even though the two of us are together, it's hard to reconcile our feelings. Even if they are all together, it is hard for them to get even
Cao Xueqin Visiting the Chrysanthemums
Take a trip in the frosty sunshine, and don't stay for a while with a glass of wine and a cup of medicine
Who grows them under the moon in the frosty sky, and where can they be found in autumn by the fence
Waxed clogs come from afar, and the love can be felt, but they are still in the mood to recite them in cold chorus
Whereas the yellow flowers are kind to a poor poet, don't let him be ashamed of hanging on to his staff today
Cao Xueqin The Enemies of Happiness
The wolf of the Zhongshan Mountain is relentless.
The sound of the sting of the falling moon on a half-bed, the sound of the wild geese in the 10,000 miles of cold clouds, and the late formation of geese
I know that we will meet again next year at the autumn equinox, and I don't want to part for the time being
Cao Xueqin Painting chrysanthemums
It's not the painting of a poem that is so wild, it's not a matter of painting and calligraphy
Gathering leaves, splashing them with thousands of ink, and saving the flowers, staining them with several traces of frost
Lightness and richness of a god, the shadows of the wind, and the scent of the wrist, which is born of the autumn, are all the more important. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to find the time to pick up the flowers and stick them to the screen to console myself at the Chung Yeung Festival
Cao Xueqin: Song of the Ziling Zhou
The cold autumn winds blowing away the red jade shadows of the water lotus
The polygonum and the diamonds can't help but be saddened by the heavy dews and frosts that weigh down the slender stems
I don't hear the sound of the chessboard being played in perpetual daytime, the swallows' mud staining the chessboards
Olden people cherished parting and pitied their friends, but I'm a brother to him now
Cao Xueqin: Dreams of the Chrysanthemums
The hedgeside is soundly full of autumn. A clear night's sleep and the clouds and the moon are indistinguishable
It is not true that I admire the butterflies of Chuang Sheng in the first place, but I remember the old days when I was still looking for the alliance of Tao Ling.
While sleeping, I followed the wild geese, and was startled to return to my old life, and was annoyed by the stinging sound
When I wake up, who can I talk to about the ghostly complaints of my friends, and the infinite feelings of the bad grass and chilly smoke
Cao Xueqin, The Dream of the Chrysanthemum
Autumn light is repeated and overlapping.
The cold perfume should stay in the soul, and the frosty seal should be a dream
Preciously, don't break the dark fragrance, who would recognize it with drunken eyes
Cao Xueqin, the Wisdom of the False Flower
Breaking down the three springs, what can be done with the peach, red, and willow green
Break down the blossom, and look for the harmony of the sky and the lightness of the day
Saying that the heavenly peaches are full of flowers and the clouds are full of apricot pistils
Whose autumn is the only one who will endure in the end
.Looking at the poplar village, people are whimpering, and the ghosts are chanting under the maple forest
And the grasses are covering the graves
This is a story of yesterday's poor and today's rich people's toil, of spring's glory and fall's flower's torment
Like this, who can escape the calamity of life and death
I heard it said that in the West, the precious tree calls for the fruit of everlasting life
The Cao Xueqin's poem "White Begonia" is about visiting the spring.
Jade is a spirit that is hard to be cleaner than snow, and snow is easy on the bones
The heart is a little bit delicate, but the shadow of the moon has traces
I don't know if onyx can be transformed into a fairy, but it's my love that keeps me company in the twilight of the night
Cao Xueqin's Wing on White Begonia, Xiangyun
The gods descended on the capital yesterday, and they planted a pot of orchids
There is no doubt that the frosty lady prefers to be cold, and it is not because of the souls of the ladies who are away from the world.
Autumn shade brings out the snow from somewhere, and rain adds to the traces of the last night
But I like the poet who never tires of reciting, and I am not willing to let the loneliness of the day and nightfall go by
Asarum dahuricus steps lead to the door of Luo Xue Xue, which is also suitable for the foot of the wall as well as for the pot
Flowers are hard to find a mate for they are clean, and people are prone to be broken in sadness of the fall
Jade candles dripping with dry tears in the wind, and the crystalline curtains breaking the traces in the moon
I would like to tell my love to Chang'e, but it is not possible to make the night dim at the empty corridors
.Cao Xueqin's Aria of White Begonia Daiyu
Half rolled up the Hunan curtain and half covered the door, the ice was turned into soil and jade into a basin
The pear pistil was stolen and three times whitened, the plum blossom was borrowed and a strand of soul was given to it
The fairy of the jade cave sewed the onyx armour of the jade cave, the complaining lady of autumn swiped the cry marks
Who would she talk to about her shyness, lassitude, tiredness, and leaning on the west wind, when the night is dim
Cao Xueqin's Aria of White Begonia Jade
Autumn's face was pale and light, and it was reflected in a heavy door, and seven segments of snow were saved. The Snow Fills the Basin
The Ice is the Shadow of the Bathing Taejin, and the Jade is the Soul of the Cupped Heart of the Western Son
The Dawn Breeze Doesn't Dispel a Thousand Points of Sadness, and the Lodging Rain Adds a Trace of Tears
Leaning Alone on the Painted Fence, as if Intentional, and with a Complaining Flute Sent Off into the Dusk
Cao Xueqin's Aria of Begonia Blanca, The Bao Yu
The Cherishing of the Begonia, the Door is Covered by Day, and the Moss Basin Filled with the Hand of the Hand Since the Urn was Filled with the Moss
The Rouge Washes Out the Shadow of the Autumn Steps, and the Ice and Snow Invite the Dewy Spirits
The flowers are more colorful when they are light, and the jade is unmarked when they are sadI want to pay for the White Emperor's cleanliness, but I don't want to say anything about the dusk of the day
Cao Xueqin's "Chrysanthemums"
The rogue poets invade at dusk and circle around the hedges, interrupting the sound of the interjections
Writing in front of the frost, the tip of the millimeter of the brush and the mouth holding in fragrance, chanting in front of the moon
With the paper full of self-pitying words, who would understand the heart of the fall in a piece of language
From the time of the Taoist Emperor, after he had made the Pingzhang chapter, a thousand years ago, a high style was adopted. Speaking of the present
Cao Xueqin: Chrysanthemums
The chrysanthemums were brought from other gardens, and they are more precious than gold, and one bush is lighter than the other, and one bush is deeper than the other
The chrysanthemums are sitting at the side of the rusty hedgerow, and the chrysanthemums are sitting at the side of the cool incense, and they are holding their knees in the coldness
The chrysanthemums are planted everywhere, and they have been brought to the side of the hedgerow. I planted chrysanthemums everywhere
Last night I was not expecting the rain, but today I am happy to see them bloom with frost
Thousands of poems about the colors of autumn, and a cup of wine for the cold scent of the winter
The spring watered the mud and sealed up the mud, so that the path of the well is free from dust
Cao Xueqin: Sadness in the Midst of Joy
With the sighs of my parents when I was in infancy and with my parents' deaths, who would have known that even though I lived in a beautiful garden, I would not have known how to raise a child in a delicate manner
Luckily for us, I was born to be a great hero with a broad and magnanimous heart and I have never been bothered by any of the selfishness that I have had.
It's like the moon and the wind are shining in the jade hall
It's a good match for a talented man who can make it last forever, and it's a good match for the rough and tumble shape of childhood
It's a long time before the clouds scatter and the water dries up on the Xiangjiang River
This is the number of times we should be in this world, so don't be sad in vain
"Parasitic Grass" "The Drunken Wutaishan of Lu Zhishen" (a play by Bao-chai)
Tears of heroes are everywhere, leaving the house of a scholar.
Thank you for your compassion, and shave your head under the Lotus Terrace.
No karma, separated in the twinkling of an eye.
Barely, coming and going without attachment.
Where can I find a single line of straw raincoat?
It's just a matter of time before I get to the point where I've got a broken shoe and a broken mantle!
Cao Xueqin: Remembering the Chrysanthemum
When I look into the west wind and think of the boredom of my heart, when my intestines are broken by the red reeds of polygonatum polygonatum bistorta
The empty hedges and old gardens are empty in the autumn, but the thin moon and the frosty sky are all there to be known in my dreams
The geese are far away, and so few people will ever listen to the anvils of the night
Who cares that I'm sick of the yellow flowers, but who knows that I'm going to be able to see you again in the sunshine of the year
Cao Xueqin: The Wise Men are tired of being so smart, and they have let you off the hook.
The heart is broken in life, but empty in death
The family is rich and peaceful, but in the end, the family is dead, and the family is scattered
The heart that has been hanging on for half a lifetime has been wasted, and it's like a dream of three shifts
Suddenly, it looks like a building is tumbling down and dimly, it looks like the lights are about to go out
Oh, a joyful life, but suddenly, it is a sad one, and I sigh that the world is not set in its ways
Cao Xueqin, the immortal of the Linjiang River
Bai Yu Tang
The winds in front of me are so strong that the east wind rolls in evenly
The bees and butterflies are all over the place
I have been in the water before, but I will not be left in the dust
It is not the same with all the strands and threads of my life, but I will let them come together and go apart at any time
I will not be able to laugh at the fact that I have no roots in my own life
The good winds are always lending me strength and sending me up to the blue sky
The Hairpin Chrysanthemum of Cao Xueqin
I have been busy all day with the bottle for the hedges, so don't recognize the make-up on my face in the mirror.
The Chang'an gentleman is addicted to flowers, and Mr. Pengze is crazy about wine
Short temples are stained with dew from three paths, and the scarf is fragrant with frost from nine autumns
High feelings don't catch the eye of the times, and he laughs at them
The inscription of Cao Xueqin, "The Record of the Stones"
This paper is full of absurdities, and a handful of tears are shed in bitterness
All the authors say that the author is a fool, but who understands his own flavor
The inscription of the handkerchief of Cao Xueqin, three quotes
The eyes are empty. Tears are empty, and they're not for anyone else
The raw silk of the sharks is a gift, so how can one not be sad
Throwing pearls and rolled jades is just a way of stealing them, but Zhenzhi doesn't have the heart to be idle
It's hard to wipe them off the pillow and the sleeve, letting them be dotted and spotted
Colorful threads are hard to collect the beads on the surface of the Xiangjiang River, and the old traces of Xiangjiang are already blurred
There's a thousand bamboos in the window that don't know about the fragrance marks
Described by a couplet. It doesn't matter!
Borrowed from someone else, which is difficult enough to find.