Author: Xin Qiji Dynasty: Southern Song Style: Ci
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. On the roof of the building at sunset, wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, I saw Wu Gou and took photos everywhere, but no one would attend.
Don't say that the bass is ugly. Zephyr and Jiying haven't come back yet? 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, the years are fleeting, and the tree is so sad and stormy. Red scarf and green sleeves, heroic tears, who calls?
Yong Yu le Jing kou gu Bei ting nostalgia
Author: Xin Qiji Dynasty: Southern Song Style: Ci
Throughout the ages, heroes are nowhere to be found, and Sun Zhongmou is everywhere. Dancing pavilions and singing platforms always blow away. 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. Forty-three years, I still remember watching it and bonfire Yangzhou Road. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who will ask, how is Lian Po's appetite when he is old?