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.
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Explanation:
Like the east wind blowing away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.
The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly turned around, but inadvertently found her in the scattered lights.
2, "Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road Middle Wall" Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
Explanation:
People don't know the taste of sadness when they are young, and they like to climb high and look far. I like to climb high and see far, and I am reluctant to say that I am worried about writing a new word.
Now I have tasted sadness, but I want to say it but I can't say it. I want to say it, but I can't say it. What a cool autumn!
3. Song-Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man, Book, Building a Wall in Jiangxi"
How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains.
Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.
Explanation:
How many pedestrians' tears are there in the Ganjiang River water on the Yugur platform? I look up at Chang 'an in the northwest, but unfortunately I only see countless green hills.
But how can Qingshan stop the river? After all, the river will still flow eastward. As the sun sets, I am full of sadness and hear the chirping of partridges in the mountains.
4, "Yong Yu Le Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia" Song Dynasty-Xin Qiji
Throughout the ages, heroes can't find Sun Zhongmou. Dancing in the pavilion, singing on the platform, wind and rain always blow away romantic feelings. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who asked, Lian Po is too old to eat?
Explanation:
A leopard cannot change his spots, but Sun Zhongmou, the hero of the separatist regime, has disappeared. Both the prosperous stage and the charm of the hero are always blown away by the relentless wind and rain. The grass trees seen in the sunset, the streets and alleys of ordinary people, people say that slaves once lived. In the past, he commanded a powerful and sophisticated military force, and swallowed his words, which was even more powerful.
How reckless Emperor Yuanjia was. He tried to make immortal achievements, but he ran for his life in a hurry. He looked at the pursuers in the north and shed countless tears. I still remember forty-three years ago, I fought on the smoke-filled Yangzhou Road. Looking back is really unbearable. Under Tuoba Tao's palace, the crow's cry responded to the noisy club drum. Who will ask, is General Lian Po as strong as before when he is old?
5, "Nanxiangzi Deng Jingkou Gu Bei Ting Huai" Song Dynasty-Xin Qiji
Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.
Explanation:
Where can I overlook my hometown, the Central Plains? At present, we can only see the magnificent mountains and rivers around Beigulou, which have experienced ups and downs for thousands of years. I don't know how many changes have been made. It's really hard to say, as far as the eye can see, just like this vast river.
Imagine how brave Sun Quan was, commanding thousands of healthy men when he was young. Occupy the south of the Yangtze River. Who in the world is a hero worthy of being his opponent? Only Cao Cao and Liu Bei can compete with him. No wonder some people say that the son born should be like Sun Quan.
6. Shui Long Yin Deng Healthy Yangxin Pavilion
Xin Qiji [Song Dynasty]
In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless. Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head. The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer. I look at this precious sword, I hold the railing upstairs, and no one understands the mind I am building now. (railing 1: dry)
Don't say chop up the perch to cook delicious food. When the west wind blows it, I wonder if that one has come back? People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects. Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much! I beg someone to invite those girls who sing in red and green to wipe away the tears of the hero's frustration for me!
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Although the empty autumn sky is red, my heart is desolate and stretches for thousands of miles. The barren river can only drift with the tide. Where is the end? This autumn is endless. Looking helplessly at the distant mountains, why is it harder to serve the country than to ascend to heaven? Why is the country so corrupt? Can only blame the vicissitudes of life.
Those mountains are like women's hairpins and bun. Are we going to say that there are only women in this dynasty? The setting sun shines on the pavilion and flies far in the sky. The lonely goose crossed the sky with its sad and desperate voice, perhaps reflecting my homesickness wandering in the south of the Yangtze River. I looked at this treasure knife, but I never touched the blood of the enemy. I mercilessly patted all the railings on the pavilion, and no one understood my intention to go upstairs now. Who else can understand me? .
I won't go back to my hometown like Zhang Hans. Liu Bei, who loves the world, rebuked Xu Fan and spoke with great confidence and admiration. It's a pity that time passes like water. I'm really worried about the country in the storm. How time flies! Don't even call greensleeves, the red scarf to wipe the hero's tears.
7. Partridge, give it away
Xin Qiji [Song Dynasty]
After singing "Guan Yang Guan", I cried dry, regarded my fame as a funeral, and urged snacks. The water is connected, as if the trees on both sides of the river extend into the endless distance, and the dark clouds with rain buried half the mountain.
Throughout the ages, there have been more than a thousand kinds of annoying things. Is it only parting that makes people sad and gathering that makes people smile? It's not very sinister, but the journey of mankind is even more difficult.
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After singing "Yangguan", the tears are not dry, and fame and fortune are just trivial things. Don't worry, eat more. The connection between water and sky seems to send the trees on both sides to the infinite distance, and the dark clouds with rain buried the heavy mountains in half.
There are many regrettable things throughout the ages. Is it really only parting that makes people sad and gathering that makes people happy? It's not very dangerous when the wind and waves are rough, but the road on earth is even harder to walk.
8. Zhegutian Dairenfu
Xin Qiji [Song Dynasty]
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
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Western jackdaw in the west returned home in the sunset, and it was a sad scene. Only the willows in the pond show green buds. If I didn't personally feel the pain of parting, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad to be bald.
When you are separated from the intestine, tears will flow desperately. With the love of acacia, I once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that you and I are blocked by the mountain, but I still can't help but lean on the railing and stare.
9. He Xinlang, I am weak.
Xin Qiji [Song Dynasty]
In the garden pavilion in the city, all the servants were given this word. Sitting alone all day, stopping the clouds, the sound of water and mountains, competing for entertainment. It seems that the people who want to help solve the case in "A Western Mountain" say a few words, which is a deep yearning for relatives and friends.
I'm dying. I have had friends all my life, and I have had scattered friends, only a few left! White hair hanging down three thousands of feet, laughing at all things in the world. What can make the public happy? I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this. Emotions and looks are slightly similar.
A statue scratched its head in the east window. When I think of Yuan and Ming's poem Stop Clouds, it is the flavor at this time. Those who seek fame on the left side of the river don't know the secret of mud mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate them for not seeing my crazy ears. People who know me, two or three sons.
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I am very old. The friends I have walked with in my life are scattered in all directions. How many are left now? It's really depressing For so many years, I just grew old in vain, my fame was unfinished, and I gradually became indifferent to everything in the world. What else can really make me happy? I think Qingshan is so handsome, and I think I look the same. Both feelings and looks are very similar.
Drink a glass of wine, recite poems in front of the window, and feel comfortable. I think that's what Tao Yuanming thought when he wrote Stop Clouds. How can those people in Jiangnan who are obsessed with fame and fortune realize the true meaning of drinking? Drink the wine, turn around and sing, Yun Qi, the wind suddenly. I don't feel sorry for not seeing the ancients (Tao Yuanming)! I regret that an ancient man like him never saw my arrogance. Those friends who know me.
Qingpingle Village Residence 10
Xin Qiji [Song Dynasty]
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked. (Death toll: none)
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The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. The slightly drunk Wu dialect sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose are those white-haired in-laws?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop at home. My favorite naughty little son is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the lotus just picked.