1. Flowing light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. Jiang Jie's " Langtaosha·Beidai River " 2. All gatherings and parting are fated, parting is always related to love. Wen Zhengming's "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" If life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change. The words of Mount Li are gone. In the middle of the night, tears fall and bells ring. I don't complain. How can it be like the wish of a young man in brocade to be married? Nalan Xingde's Song of Everlasting Sorrow Don't you see that the Yellow River flows from heaven to the sea and never returns? Li Bai's << Wine >> Time flies. A fleeting moment is like the passing of time. Gu Man,"Why the Silent Flute?" Don't you see the bright mirror in the high hall grieve for the white hair in the morning, like the black hair turning into snow in the evening? Du Fu's "Going to Wuxing and Climbing Leyouyuan" Don't you see that when you're happy, you must enjoy yourself. Don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I'm born with talent, I'm sure it'll be useful. Cook sheep, slaughter cattle, and enjoy the party. You must drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will not stop drinking. I'll sing a song for you, please listen to it for me. Bells, drums and jade are not worth being expensive. I hope I'll be drunk for a long time and don't wake up. Since ancient times, sages and sages have been lonely, only the drinker left his name. In the past, the king of Chen gave a banquet in Pingle to drink ten thousand taels of wine. Why should the host say that there is little money? I must buy it directly and pour it to you. I'll go out and exchange my five-streaked horse for a thousand gold fur coat. I'll share my eternal sorrow with you. Li Bai's << Wine >>
1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. On the 2nd day, the street was wet with light rain, like the crisp grass. 3. Outside the long pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. When I leave, I look back at the place where the lights are waning. Who can compete with me to cross the night breeze and the sound of the flute? The sunset is beyond the mountains.
When the lights are waning, I suddenly look back, but that person is there. In the vicissitudes of life, I guard the empty city alone. My hands are light, playing the zither, and my thoughts are chaotic. Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. The night is long, the lamp is lonely, the road of life is long, walking alone, looking back on the past is like a cloud of smoke that will not dissipate. Walking alone in the world of mortals, the green wisteria rustles the lapel and the blue clouds wet the promise. Mountains and water can forget each other, the sun and moon can have nothing to do with each other. At that time, there was only one person's Ukiyo Qinghuan and one person's long-lasting stream.
1. Flowing Light easily turns people red, cherries green, and plantains green. Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place, and I've returned without rain or clear sky. 3. Even a beautiful woman can't beat years flow like water. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. After the rain, I hang myself on the southeast branch. I want to see a thousand miles further.
Time is like a song, gently stepping on the ripples of dreams. The lonely lamp accompanied me in the long night. The breeze caressed my face and the drizzle was like smoke, so lonely, so cold. Time flies, years pass, looking back on the past is like a dream. Sighing softly, I sit alone in front of the window and watch the moon like a hook. The wind and the waves will sometimes hang the clouds and sail across the sea.
How can a fleeting life rival a fleeting year? The dark past is not the same as drinking alone tonight. When I leave, I look back at the place where the lights are waning. Who can compete with me to cross the river? In the evening, the wind is fierce, and flowers fall in Jiangnan. Why should we ever know each other for the rest of our lives? After the new rain, I hang on the southeast branch and want to see a thousand miles more. After the fleeting dream, I return to the water's edge to watch the fireworks bloom into the full moon.
Phoenix, phoenix, why is your virtue declining? As a bird, why regret the difficulty of the nest, as a fish, why regret the difficulty of the hook chain. His ambition lies in the clouds, not in the branches and nests. 2. A gentleman who is vigorous in nature should constantly strive for self-improvement; A gentleman who is virtuous in geography should carry all things with his thick virtue. The wind and waves will sometimes hang the clouds and sail across the sea. The green mountains are not painted with ink for thousands of years, and the flowing water has no strings. The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the gray dogs and white gulls.
The following are some of the more meaningful sentences in ancient prose: Love is related to thousands of people. Zhuangzi, Wandering in Carefree 2. The deeper the love, the greater the harm. Dream of the Red Chamber 3. Deep love and loyalty. Water margin 4. I'll choose my love even if there are thousands of people. Peacock Flies Southeast 5. Like brothers. Romance of the Three Kingdoms 6. Love as flesh and bones, righteousness beyond the battlefield. Journey to the West 7. Love is as deep as a father and as heavy as a brother. The Scholars Love is stronger than gold, a sign of eternal love. Legend of the White Snake
After the rain in the empty mountain, I hang on the southeast branch. 2 raise a cup and invite the moon to face the shadow and become three people. 3 days, the street drizzled like crisp grass, looking far away but not close. When I look back at the place where the lights are waning, I suddenly look back at the place where the lights are waning. The wind is blowing, the Yi River is cold, and the strong man will never return.
There were many sad ancient poems. Below were some of the more classic ones: 1. Five Songs of Separation, IV Tang Li Bai A journey of mountains and rivers I'm walking to the side of Yuguan deep in the night, thousands of tents are lit up. Wind and snow I can't break my dreams There is no such sound in my hometown. 2. Sapphire Case·Yuanxi Tang Xin Qiji The east wind at night releases flowers and trees And blow down the stars like rain. The road is full of fragrant BMW carvings The sound of the phoenix's flute moves the light of the kettle All night long, the dragon and fish danced. Moths, snow willows, golden threads The sweet laughter faded away. Looking for him in the crowd thousands of times suddenly look back That person was in the dim light. 3. Sapphire Case·Hengtang Road Tang Xin Qiji Hengtang Road, rain, wind, suddenly in dreams the fragrance is broken, and the green pavilions fade away. The flowers and plants in the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded path Thousand Layers of Ancient Hatred. The heavy doors are broken The lights dimmed. Who cares about the west wind alone? the rustling yellow leaves close the sparse window. Meditate on the past and stand in the setting sun Don't be alarmed by wine, spring sleep is heavy. Song of Everlasting Regret Tang Bai Juyi The emperor of the Han Dynasty was so fond of women that he poured the whole country and the world to seek them for many years, but he could not find them. The women in the palace drank alone in the middle of the night, and the silver candle went out. The moon is round and the man is thin tonight I drink alone, bitter struggle late. The emperor of the Han Dynasty was so fond of women that he poured the whole country and the world to seek them for many years, but he could not find them. It's not like a young man's tour The flower man stands alone, and swallows fly in pairs. Chapter 5: Thoughts of Separation III Tang Li Bai Old friends bid farewell to the west, yellow crane After a year, we meet again. The lonely sail is far away, and the blue sky is gone I can only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Looking back, I've always been in a bleak place. I've returned without rain or clear sky. After the rain in the empty mountain, I hang on the southeast branch. 3. Toast the moon to the shadow, and we will become three people. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. Outside the pavilion, the ancient road is surrounded by fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blows the willows, and the flute's sound remains the setting sun beyond the mountains.