From Xin Qiji in the Song Dynasty, "The Wind in the Jade House Before Spring Wants to Persuade Chunsheng"
Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Chunguang to live. Spring is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. Flowers that don't flow with the water are made into floating mud. ?
The stars in the mirror are wrong. People live up to the conceit of spring. Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm.
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Facing the wind, I want to persuade Chunguang to stop. Spring stays on the grass road south of the city. It doesn't want to drift like a fallen flower on the shore and temporarily become a floc flying on the soil.
Looking at myself with gray hair in the mirror, I regret the lost time. People didn't fail to live up to spring, it was spring that failed themselves! I woke up from my dream, feeling far away from many troubles, just worrying about whether the pear blossoms in the wind and rain are well.
2, red-violet night who teaches the old, if they think about each other.
From the Song Dynasty's "Partridge Sky Yuan Xi You Meng"
The water flows eastward and never stops. Early know this day is sad, there should be no original lovesickness. The meeting in the dream is always unclear, and we can't catch up to see a clearer portrait, and this kind of wet dream is often helpless and will be startled by the sound of the mountain bird.
The grass doesn't grow green in spring, and my sideburns have turned silver, aging too fast. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling.
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At Wang Yang, the water flows eastward and never stops. If I had known it was bleak today, I shouldn't have been so haggard. I always can't see the meeting in my dream clearly, and I can't see the portrait I chased clearly, and this kind of spring dream is often awakened by the cry of mountain birds.
Before the spring grass grows green, my sideburns have turned silver and are aging too fast. We have been apart for too long, and slowly all the pain will be gradually forgotten by time. I don't know who it is, but it makes me miss it. Every reunion night, only you and I can feel this feeling.
3, the flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year.
A Generation of Sad Pulsatilla by Liu Xiyi in Tang Dynasty.
Li Huafeng, a peach blossom in Luoyang Oriental, flies around, and I don't know whose home it is.
Luoyang woman looks beautiful, sitting alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered plum blossoms, sighing long.
The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in the flowering season next year?
I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed into firewood, and I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea.
Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind.
Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man.
Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman.
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Peach blossoms and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang drifted with the wind, flying around, and I don't know whose home they landed in. Luoyang woman, with a delicate and charming face, sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered peaches and plums and sighing for a long time. This year, I am here to watch peach blossoms and plum blossoms fade due to withering. I wonder who else will see the brilliant victory when the flowers bloom next year. I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed and cut down for firewood. I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea of Wang Yang.
Old friends no longer lament the withering of Luoyang Dongtaoli, and now people are still mourning for the falling flowers falling with the wind.
Flowers still bloom every year, but people who look at them every year are different.
The autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sunset falls in the building every day.
In the Song Dynasty, Yan's "Partridge Days Drunk, Shooting Spring Clothes and Nostalgia".
Borrowing a spring shirt makes me feel a little tipsy, thinking back, and the spring fragrance is old. The separation and hatred of heaven tormented my sparse distribution. On the road, the annual autumn grass pushes Chinese and Japanese architecture to the sunset. ?
The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where are the people who want to get back on the road? Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears.
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Drunk patted the spring shirt and remembered the fragrance on the old spring shirt. Heaven will spare sorrow and not hate, and torture me, a madman. Autumn grass grows older on the road, and sunset enters the building every day. Look up at the building; The top of a building; Deng Wang Lou; Far away, boundless water. Where is the way to recruit people? There is nothing to complain about the words of lovesickness, so why write them on stationery? It takes a thousand tears.
Ran Ran is both young and ancient.
From Xin Qiji's butterfly lovers Drunken Book Rain Moon Rock Waves in the Song Dynasty.
Nine bowls of Fang Fei Lampe are good. There is no one in the empty valley, blame yourself for being smart. Treasure color has a long tune. Zhu Sixian doesn't have many bosom friends. ?
Ran Ran is both young and old. Where to find grass when the water is full of Tingzhou. The song "Wake up Xiang Lei" has not been finished yet. Stone dragon dance, relax the wind and dawn.
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How nice it is to use it as an ornament! But the empty valley is empty, and I can complain about slicing. Who will look at them? The harp is crisp, playing the tune of the ages, the cinnabar string is broken, and the bosom friend is still rare.
Time goes by quietly, and I am getting old. There are rivers everywhere in Tingzhou. Where should we find grass? I can only wake up Dr. Qu Yuan and sing in front of Shilong. In the breeze, it was dawn before you knew it.