What are some of the poems that express the idea of "thinking of one's confidante"
1. Song? Author:? Anonymous
The star of wu is presented as a gift, and the day is approaching the ninth day of the third month of the year, when the remainder of the spring is a little more. The first day of my aunt's life, handkerchief set up the right side of the door of the year. The green sideburns are still new, the red face has not changed, true moon palace fairy friend. I have been a friend of the Immortal Palace. I have been rich and honored for a long time. Inquire about your youth, dive into the yellow scrolls, and you'll be famous in a few days. The girl who rides the dragon has all the four virtues, and before she gets old, she has a life of leisure and benevolence. The fate of heaven is known to me, and I am always in need of relief from hunger, and I have a lot of virtue in my life. The Queen Mother, the Queen of the Nuns, feasts on spring wine every year.
2. "Partridge Sky-Repaying for the Renewal of Scenery Si"
Era:? Song? Author:? Hong Shi
Repaying for the scenery and thinking of renewal. I'm going to arrange a good speech to continue the spring. I have a good idea of what I want to do. I have a good idea of what I want to do. I have a good idea of what I want to do. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to look at the other side of the table and see if you can see the other side of the table. The song ended with a strong smile on the face of the red, owes me a tall talk to surprise the people.
3. "Bodhisattvas Barbarian - The Individual is as Light as a Low-Flying Swallow"
Era:? Song? Author:? Yan Guidao
It is as light as a low-flying swallow,
When we meet in spring, we will see each other on the street.
It's a pity that there are two horizontal waves,
and a lot of annoying emotions.
Long stay in the green sideburns,
Don't let the red face go.
Take up the sunny day,
and teach your youth.
4. "The Golden Witch Song - Is Ji Zi Safe and Sound"
Era: ? Qing Dynasty? Author:? Gu Zhenguan
Will the son of Ji Zi be safe? I'll return to you, and I'll look back at all the things I've done in my life! The road is long, who
Consolation, the mother of the old family poor children. I can't recall the time when I was drinking wine and seeing spirits and demons in the seats
Habitually, I always lose him, and he is a handful of rain, ice and snow, and he has been around for a long time. The tears do not drip cattle
clothing through, counting the end of the world, still flesh and blood, how many can?
Not now, there are still, only the absolute plug, the bitter cold is difficult to bear, twenty years of Baoxu to undertake a promise, hope
Utu Horse Horn final rescue. I'm sorry, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.
5. "Fisherman's Pride Sixteen Songs on the Bitterness of the Haha"
Era:? Yuan? Author:? Fan Qi
I have heard of the infinite suffering of the Saha. I have heard of the infinite suffering of the Saha. The life span of a hundred years is like the dew of dawn. You must realize. The life and death of the general is endless and rich. I can't keep my green hair and red face. Where do all the heroes go? I look back at the road beneath Mt. Mang. The sun is slanting in the evening. The cold crows are in their thousands.
6. "The White-Headed Woman in Sorrow"
Date:? Tang? Author:? Liu Xiyi
The Peach and Plum Blossoms in the East of Luoyang City, to Whom Do They Fly and Fall?
The daughter of Luoyang cherishes her colors, and sits and sighs when she sees the fallen flowers.
This year's blossoms have changed their color, but next year's blossoms will not be the same.
We have already seen the pine and cypress destroyed, and heard that the mulberry fields have become the sea.
The ancient people no longer east of Luocheng, today's people are still on the wind of falling flowers.
The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in her prime, and I've never seen her in her prime.
It is a pity that this man has a white head, but I used to be a beautiful young man with a red face.
The king's son, the king's grandson, is under the tree, and he sings and dances in front of the falling flowers.
The Kuanglu Pond and the General's Pavilion are the most beautiful and the most beautiful of all.
When I was sick, I didn't know each other, but who was there for me in the spring?
How long will it take for the moth-eyebrows to turn? I'm not sure how much I'm going to get out of this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get out of it.
But when you look at the ancient land of song and dance, the only thing you can see is the sadness of the birds and the birds at dusk.