First, the new goose swallows cold sounds and is similar in age. -Li Yu's "Xie Xinen, Ran Ran and Qiu Guang Can't Stay"
Second, the candle has a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. -Du Mu's farewell
Third, the call has reached the no-man's land, where Yu Di blows. -Shi Jianwu's Night Tour with Hermits in Siming Mountain
Fourth, my thin winter happens, like a triple stream of Hunan, my heart goes three thousand miles, homesick for the moon. -Lu Xun's "Sleeping at Wuchang"
Five, worry has been broken and drunk, wine has not arrived, first into tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing Qiu Nostalgia"
Sixth, the spring water is at dusk, and there is nowhere to stop. -Shi Dazu's Stay in Spring, Flowers Bloom in Yongmei.
Seven, a piece of spring sorrow for wine. -Jie Jiang's "A piece of plum, a boat crossing the Wujiang River"
Eight, Yongfeng Willow, no one flies all day. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose, Counting rags"
Nine, meet again in the depths of Qulan, even tears will tremble. -Nalan Xingde's Meet Again in the Deep of Qulan.
I'm still not satisfied at the age of ten or twenty, and I'm as worried as a withered orchid. -Li He's Song of Mourning for the Past
Xi。 Before the song is finished, cry first —— Zhou Bangyan's "Qi Liao complains, get on the horse and help the disabled get drunk"
When I was twelve years old, I was lying in bed in the Woods, sad that spring was coming to an end. I lifted a curtain on the flower path. -Meng Haoran's Banquet at Mei Daochang's House
Thirteen, you predict that when the phoenix disappears, your fate will also end. You know that the captured unicorn will be the symbol of your teaching dose. -Li Longji's "I Sighed at Lu" and offering sacrifices to Confucius.
Fourteen, emperor Ming, people worry. -Meng Haoran, "Qingming is a thing"
Fifteen, looking for a river and worrying, feeling low. -Cen Can's "The West End of the Bridge Send Judge Li Jinjing"
I'm alone in spring, and I'm worried about Guan Yu's Cao Fang Road. -Wei Zhuang's "Magnolia, Alone in the Small Building, Twilight in Spring"
Seventeen, vaguely far from the peak, tears thank Niang eyebrow Wu. -Shi Dazu's "Qi Luoxiang Wing Chun Rain"
Eighteen, this flower and this leaf often set each other off, and the green color decreases and the red color declines. -Li Shangyin's "Give the Lotus"
Nineteen, the bluebird is not outside the cloud, and the lilacs are sad in the rain. -Jing Li's "Paving Huanxi Sand, Hand-rolling Jade Hooks and Real Beads"
Twenty, tear powder steals tea seals. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring, Time Goes, Plum Calyx Initial Setting Powder"
Twenty-one, the moonlight wears the curtain and the wind enters the bamboo, leaning against the screen. -Gu Zhen's "Linjiang Fairy, Moonlight Through the Curtain, Wind Into Bamboo"
Twenty-two, time only makes people old, does not believe in family, hates leaving the pavilion for a long time, and tears are easy to wake up. -Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Time Only Helps the Old"
Twenty-three, the door is deep in sleepwalking, and the sunset is speechless. -Wu Wenying's "Huanxisha, Sleepwalking in the Flowers"
Twenty-four, the fishing market is lonely and cold, and the water town is full of Wu Ye worries. -Liu Yong's "Xue Mei to Xiao Jingsuo"
Twenty-five, upstairs at night, I want to rest, jade ladder is like a hook. -Li Shangyin's "Two Gifts"
Twenty-six, Ji Long don't Iraq, and tears go out to send. -Li, "Like a Dream, Zeng Yan Taoyuan Deep Cave"
Twenty-seven, middle-aged relatives and friends are hard to say goodbye, and silk and bamboo are reluctant to leave. -Su Shi's "Shui Diao Ge Tou An History of the East China Sea"
Twenty-eight, tears and rouge for no reason, causing the wings to droop. -Zhang Mi's Butterfly, Butterfly
Twenty-nine, the new makeup should be under the Zhu Lou, and the spring scenery is deeply locked. -Liu Yuxi's "He Letian's Spring Poems"
Thirty or half acres of tung flowers, quietly locked in the rain court. -Zhou Bangyan's Cold Food at a Cold Window
Thirty-one, bow your head and sigh alone. This kind of sigh is indescribable. -Bai Juyi's "Buy Flowers"
Thirty-two, the Hu people play the flute to guard the building, and the upstairs is depressed and idle. -Gao Shi's "Seven Kings Yumenguan Listening to Xiao"
Thirty-three, the festival is bright and smiles, and the Noda wasteland is only sad. -Huang Tingjian's Tomb-Sweeping Day
Thirty-four, the waning moon is bright, don't cry. -Niu Xiji's "Raw tea seeds, spring mountain smoke is about to be collected"
Thirty-five, Qiu Lai's sorrow is deeper, and Dave's double moths are shallower. -Yang's "The faults are deeper"
Thirty-six, after a few days of solitary injury and drinking, smoking was bleak. -Yan Shu, "Untitled, Oil-Wall Cars Will Never Meet"
Thirty-seven, cinnabar turns into gold, riding a dragonfly on Taiqing's home, worrying about the sea. -Li Bai's Two Flying Dragons