1. Urgently looking for poems about the tragic fate of women
"The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" by Tang Wan
The world is thin and human beings are evil, and flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk. At dawn, the wind has dried, and the traces of tears remain. I want to write down my thoughts, and I talk alone across the fence. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark, I am afraid of being asked, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it!
"The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" by Lu You
Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is bad, happiness is thin, and I am full of melancholy. I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
"Ode to Burial Flowers"
Flowers on the pavilion are flying all over the sky, and who can feel pity for the red silk fragrance? The soft hairspring is tied to the floating spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring, full of sorrow and nowhere to complain; she hoe the flowers out of the embroidered curtain, and endures stepping on the fallen flowers to come and go.
In March, the fragrant nest is first built, the swallows in the beams are so ruthless! Although you can peck at the gray hair next year, you won’t be able to enjoy it even if you leave the nest empty!
Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword force each other; how long can the bright beauty last, and it is hard to find it once it wanders.
Flowers are easy to see when they are in bloom but hard to find when they are gone. I worry about killing and burying the flowers in front of the steps. I hoe the flowers alone and secretly shed my tears. I sprinkle the empty branches with traces of blood.
The cuckoo is speechless. It is dusk, and the hoe returns to cover the heavy door; the green lantern shines on the wall, and the man is sleeping for the first time, while the cold rain knocks on the window and the quilt is not warm.
Strange things about Nong are doubly distressing, half pity for spring and half anger for spring; pity for spring comes and goes, anger and then goes away, and when it comes, there is nothing to say but not to hear.
The tragic song played outside the court last night, do you know it is the soul of flowers and birds? The soul of a flower is hard to retain as the soul of a bird. The bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed;
I wish you could have wings today and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. The end of the world! Where is the fragrant hill?
It is not like a bag of brocade to collect beautiful bones, but a cup of pure soil to cover the wind; the essence comes and goes clean, and it is better than the filth sinking into the ditch.
You have died and been buried. I wonder when you will be buried. People who bury flowers today are laughing like idiots, but who do you know who they will bury next year?
Just look at the flowers falling in spring, which is the time when beauty dies; 2. Verses in Tang poetry and Song lyrics describing a woman’s tragic fate or unresolved infatuation
Li Shangyin’s Qilu:
It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms":
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn, I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin":
The mist is thick and the clouds are gloomy forever, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way that I am not in ecstasy. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring":
The wind abides in the dust, the fragrant flowers have all gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is quite good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuanggai will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.
Li Qingzhao's "Reminiscences of Playing the Flute on the Phoenix Platform":
The fragrant and cold golden cat was rolled over by the red waves, and it got up and combed its hair lazily.
Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust, and the sun goes up to the curtain hook.
I am afraid of the pain of separation, so many things I want to talk about have to be stopped.
Being new to weight loss is not due to sickness or a sad autumn.
Rest! If I go back to Yangguan thousands of times, it will be difficult to stay.
When people read Wuling, they are far away, and the smoke locks the piano tower.
Only the running water in front of the building should miss me and stare at me all day long.
Where I stare, there is a new sorrow from now on. 3. Quotes about the tragic fate of women
- Starting from the typical images of women in Chinese classical literature
In the long-term survival and reproduction of human beings, women have played a crucial role. important role. The history of the development of human civilization initially began with matrilineal clan society. However, with the development of human civilization and the evolution of society, women gradually became the vassals of men. Especially in the long feudal society, women were even more insulted and marginalized. damaged status. This article attempts to analyze the tragic fate of ancient Chinese women by taking the female images in ancient Chinese literary works as examples.
1. The expression of the tragic fate of women in ancient China
Starting from the "Book of Songs", my country's first collection of poems, women have always been the protagonists of various genres, whether in poems, dramas or novels and legends. Literary genres and important content expressed in literary works. The tragic fate of ancient Chinese women has also been fully exposed in these literary works. Generally speaking, there are three main forms of expression of the tragic fate of women in ancient China:
l. Victims of the social system.
The image of abandoned women created in "The Book of Songs: Meng", my country's first poetry collection, vividly reflects the heavy blow and unfortunate fate suffered by ancient women under the social system where men were superior to women. The abandoned wife in the poem is an infatuated, kind, hardworking, and strong woman, but such a virtuous wife ended up in the tragic experience of being abandoned by her husband and ridiculed by her family. The poem profoundly reflects the oppression and damage caused to women by the social marriage system at that time, and also vividly reflects the passive and low status of women in marriage and family at that time. Du Shiniang in "Du Shiniang Sinks the Treasure Box in Anger" written by Feng Menglong of the Ming Dynasty is a strong woman with self-respect and self-love who would rather bend than bend. She is at the bottom of society and has been bullied during her long life as a prostitute. When she worked hard and finally recovered, she was deceived, sold, and abandoned, until she embarked on the road of fighting to the death. Du Shiniang's tragedy may have a certain degree of chance in terms of plot, but in fact, this chance is an inevitable result of the social environment at that time. The dependent status of women in traditional moral concepts and the humble social status of prostitutes are the main culprits that ultimately caused Du Shiniang's tragic fate.
I hope you will adopt it, thank you ~ 4. Bai Juyi’s poem The Poorest Woman
Bai Juyi The Tian family has few free months, but in May people are twice as busy.
The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow. The women carry baskets for food, and the children carry pots of pulp.
I went with him to the salary field, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang. The foot is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning in the sky.
I am too exhausted to know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long. There is also a poor woman with a child beside her.
The right hand holds the earrings, and the left arm hangs a basket. Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad.
The taxes on the family fields are exhausted, and this is left to satisfy the hunger. What merit do I have now? I have never been engaged in farming and mulberry trees.
The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and there is more than enough food every year. Bai Juyi (772-846), a poet of the Tang Dynasty, had the courtesy name Letian and the nickname Xiangshan Jushi.
He wrote many poems in his life, among which allegorical poems are the most famous. The language is easy to understand and he is known as "the old woman can understand it". Bai Juyi once divided his poems into four categories: allegorical, leisurely, sentimental and miscellaneous.
Allegorical poetry is the essence of white poetry. His representative works include 50 pieces of "New Yuefu" and 10 pieces of "Qin Zhongyin".
They widely reflect the major issues in all aspects of social life in the mid-Tang Dynasty, focusing on the darkness of reality and the suffering of the people. These poems are fiercely worded and without scruples, breaking through the "gentle and honest" poetic tradition, and are very prominent among ancient poems criticizing current affairs.
Most of his allegorical poems directly describe the events, with complete narratives, vivid plots, profound and broad generalizations, concentrated themes, vivid images, and clear language.
The "Guan Mao Mao" we are going to study in this volume is a famous early allegorical poem by the author.
The narrative of this poem is clear and clear, and the structural level is also very clear and natural. "The field family has few leisure months, but people are twice as busy in May.
The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with long yellow." The beginning of the poem explains the writing background, indicating that it is the busy farming season of wheat harvest in May.
The scene of delivering water and food to the young adults harvesting wheat in the fields. Later, he wrote about the tiredness and hard work of the young and middle-aged people. They were "suffering from the heat and rustic weather, and their backs were burning under the scorching sky."
Regardless of the scorching sun and the hot earth under their feet, they worked tirelessly in Nangang The wheat field bows its head to harvest wheat. "I don't know how hot it is when I am exhausted, but I regret that the summer is long."
Although they were exhausted, they cherished the long summer and did not care about the scorching sun. At this point in the poem, the scene of the family's hard work is shown in front of us, and the readers also feel deep sympathy for this.
Then, the author painted a sad picture. "There was a poor woman with a child beside her.
She was holding a legacy in her right hand and a basket hanging in her left hand." A poor woman held a small child in her arms and picked up a broken basket in her hand. Ears of wheat left behind during harvest.
"It is sad to hear her words. The family's fields have been exhausted by taxes, and they are left to satisfy their hunger."
Originally, in order to pay official taxes, her family bought up all the fields. Now, It is really pitiful and sad to have no fields to plant and no wheat to harvest, so we have to live on the broken wheat scattered by others during harvest. The two scenarios described above profoundly reveal the difficult life of farmers under the pressure of heavy taxes. They work hard and busy farming, but there is still no guarantee. Today's wheat harvesters are likely to become tomorrow's wheat gleaners. This Strong irony abounds in it.
Note: This poem was written in the second year of Yuanhe (807) when the author was serving as a county lieutenant in Yuxi (now Zhouzhi, Shaanxi). It is a famous early allegorical poem by the author. This poem has a clear narrative, natural structure, clear levels, and logical flow.
At the beginning of the poem, the background is explained, indicating that it is the busy farming season of wheat harvest in May. Then it is written that women lead their children to the fields to bring food and water to the young adults who are harvesting wheat.
Then he described the young and middle-aged farmers cutting wheat in the Nangang wheat field with their heads lowered. The heat was fumigating under their feet and the scorching sun was baking on their backs. They were exhausted and did not feel the heat. They just cherished the long days in summer and could work more. Live. As I write this, the hard work of this family of farmers has been vividly shown.
Next, another poignant scene is described: a poor woman holds a child in her arms and holds a broken basket in her hand, gleaning wheat next to the wheat reaper. Why come to pick up wheat? Because her family's land has been "taxed out" - sold out to pay palace taxes. Now there is no land to plant and no wheat to harvest, so she has to rely on picking wheat to satisfy her hunger.
These two scenes are intertwined, different and related: the former reveals the hard work of farmers, and the latter reveals the heavy taxation. Since heavy taxes have caused the poor woman to lose her field, it will also cause the farmer who is harvesting wheat to lose his field.
Today’s wheat gleaners are yesterday’s wheat gleaners; today’s wheat gleaners may also become tomorrow’s wheat gleaners. The strong allegorical meaning is self-evident.
The poet associated the pain of farmers' life with the comfort of his own life, felt ashamed, and could not calm down for a long time. This lyrical text is the essence of the whole poem.
It is the product of the author's emotional reaction to the scene and shows the poet's deep sympathy for the working people. Bai Juyi wrote allegorical poems with the purpose of "singing songs can cure people's diseases and hope that the emperor will know them."
In this poem, he used his own personal feelings to make a sharp contrast between the peasants and himself as a court official, hoping that the "Emperor" would gain some insights. His technique was clever and euphemistic, and he had good intentions. . Bai Juyi is an art master who is best at writing narrative poems.
His narrative poems can fully express human emotions and physical conditions, and the events narrated in them are described in twists and turns, in detail and beautifully. Moreover, his narrative poems always contain spiritual revelations and therefore always contain emotions.
In "Viewing the Wheat Cutting", although he did not write much, he vividly and vividly described the hard and painful life scenes of the wheat cutters and wheat gleaners during the summer harvest. Picturesque. Not only did he write about things, but he also wrote about his heart, including the author's own heart and the hearts of the working people.
The poet's heartstrings were obviously vibrated and trembled by the tragic scenes he heard and witnessed, so he picked up his pen to sing about it directly, so the words are full of sympathy and pity for the workers. Poems such as "The earthy atmosphere is steaming in the summer heat, and the sky is burning on the back" and "The family's fields have been taxed, and I pick this up to satisfy my hunger." How much sympathy and pity does the author contain in it? Therefore, the narrative of "Guan Mao Mai" is filled with the author's emotions and the beating of his heart. The author's heart is integrated with the things he narrates.
It is commendable that while the author truly writes about the working people, he can also truly write about the hearts of the working people, especially portraying the abnormal psychology of the working people under certain circumstances. , profoundly reveals the theme of the poem. In "The Charcoal Seller", it is written that "I am poor, I am wearing only a single coat, I am worried that the charcoal is cheap and I wish it would be cold". 5. What are the ancient poems that describe the misery of ancient women?
1. It’s not that they are in love with women, but they seem to be misled by the past. When flowers fall and flowers bloom, they always rely on the emperor of the East. If you go, you must go, and if you live, you must live! If you have a head full of mountain flowers, don't ask where the slave is.
2. Tears wet the turban and the dream cannot come true, singing in the front hall late at night.
The beauty is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage till dawn.
3. Playing with strings and tying skirts. When the lead is gone, innocence is revealed. It's still new to do things with low eyesight.
I regret not meeting my wishful wine. It's hard to think about a lover. What a waste of time.
1. From "Divination" by Yan Rui.
Commentary translation
I am not naturally fond of the profligate life. The reason why I fell into the profane life is because of the causes and conditions in my previous life (the so-called fate). time, but all this can only be decided by Dongjun, the god of Si Qi. It is time to leave, and how can I stay here if I leave. If you can fill your head with mountain flowers, you don't need to ask me where I am going.
Creation background
In the ninth year of Chunxi in the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Xi, the envoy of Changping in eastern Zhejiang, visited Taizhou. Because Tang Zhongyou’s Yongkang School opposed Zhu Xi’s Neo-Confucianism, Zhu Xi impeached Tang Zhongyou in six consecutive essays, including the first 3. The fourth complaint discussed Tang and Yan Rui's crime of being fengfa, and ordered Huangyan to arrest Yan Rui, imprison him in Taizhou and Shaoxing, and whip him to force him to confess. Yan said: "As a lowly prostitute, even if she has sex with the eunuch, she will not die. However, if it is not true or false, how can she make false claims to taint the scholar-bureaucrats? Even if she is dead, she cannot be falsely accused." This matter was discussed in the government and the public, which shocked Xiaozong. After Zhu Xi changed his official position, Yue Lin was appointed to Tidian Prison, and Yan Rui was released and asked about her fate. This is where Yan Rui's song "Businessman" comes from.
2. From Bai Juyi's "Harem Ci"
Commentary translation
The turban is soaked with tears and cannot fall asleep. Good dreams are hard to come by. Late at night, I hear the sound in the front hall. There was a sound of singing to the beat. The beauty has lost the favor of the king before she grows old, and she sits leaning against the incense cage until dawn.
Appreciation
This poem is a complaint written by someone on behalf of the palace. Previous people have criticized this poem for being too explicit, which is unfair. Poetry uses natural and clear language to convey deep feelings. The language is bright and emotional, and it is coherent but never straight. The protagonist of the poem is an unfortunate palace maid. She had been looking forward to the King's arrival but it was not coming. It was already late at night and she had no choice but to go to bed, already feeling a layer of resentment. Favor is unavailable, so I have to retreat and seek a good dream; after tossing and turning, I can't even realize my dream, and I see two layers of resentment.
3. From "Huanxisha" by Yan Jidao
Appreciation
A singing girl lamented her life and fate, and the author wrote this poem on her behalf.
The first film describes the bored and preoccupied mood of the hostess.
Playing with the strings of the zither is not playing music, but a habitual action that is almost unconscious, which shows that he is in a bad mood. Lazy in wearing clothes and no powder, one can also see his sad mood. The second sentence "seeing innocence" refers to her beauty, and the third sentence "things are still new" refers to her intelligence. However, although the hostess's conditions are good in all aspects, her previous experience and current situation are not satisfactory. A couplet after the film summarizes her unsatisfactory situation - "Regretful that she can't meet her wishful wine, and thinking that it's hard to be worthy of a lover." Wine is just a word of reference. If he does not drink well, he will not live a good life, which makes him feel melancholy and resentful. "It's hard to find a lover" is probably her heaviest worry, because if she doesn't meet a loving and righteous man, she won't be able to rely on her, and her future life will not be guaranteed. However, this is not easy. "It is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to find a lover." The little sisters have already summed up their experience in this area. Youth is fleeting, and good times are fleeting. She looks forward and backward, and is worried. In the end, the hostess can only sigh at herself for her unlucky life and many hurt feelings - "It's a pity that a trivial spring is wasted." 6. What are the poems and ancient prose that describe the tragic fate of women?
The poems and ancient prose that describe the tragic fate of women are as follows:
1. "Untitled" by (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look in the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
2. (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn, I undress lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
3. (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin"
Thick mist and thick clouds make the day long, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way that I am not in ecstasy. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
4. (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun"
The wind has settled in the dust, the fragrant flowers have all gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is quite good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuanggai will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.
5. "Reminiscences of Playing the Flute on the Phoenix Platform" by Li Qingzhao (Song Dynasty)
The fragrant and cold golden cat was rolled over by the red waves, and it got up and combed its hair lazily.
Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust, and the sun goes up to the curtain hook.
I am afraid of the pain of separation, so many things I want to talk about have to be stopped.
Being new to weight loss is not due to sickness or a sad autumn.
Rest! If I go back to Yangguan thousands of times, it will be difficult to stay.
When people read Wuling, they are far away, and the smoke locks the piano tower.
Only the running water in front of the building should miss me and stare at me all day long.
Where I stare, there is a new sorrow from now on.
1. Li Qingzhao, named Yi'an Jushi, Han nationality, from Zhangqiu, Qizhou (now Zhangqiu, Shandong). She was a female poet in the Song Dynasty and a representative of the Wanyue Ci School. She was known as "the most talented woman throughout the ages".
2. His works include: "Collected Works of Layman Yi An" and "Ci of Yi An", which have been lost. Later generations have a compilation of "Shu Yu Ci". Now there is "Li Qingzhao's Collection and Annotations". 7. Poems and ancient prose describing the tragic fate of women
1. Poems about women in the "Book of Songs", such as
"Meng" which describes the tragic fate of women after old age
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Before the mulberry leaves fall, their leaves are like luxuriant leaves. The doves are crying, and there are no mulberries to eat! As a lamenting girl, I have no time to spend time with scholars!
It can still be said that scholars are delayed. A woman's procrastination cannot be explained.
The mulberry trees have fallen, and they have turned yellow and fallen. Self-imposed, poor at the age of three. The water in Qishui is flowing, and the curtains and clothes are gradually falling.
Women are also unhappy, and scholars behave differently. Scholars are also extremely ignorant, but only have two or three virtues.
2. From the Yuefu of the Han Dynasty,
Describes the fate of a woman after being abandoned, "Going up the mountain to collect wormwood"
Going up the mountain to collect wormwood, you will meet again when you go down the mountain. Old husband.
I knelt down and asked my old husband, how will the new couple be like?
Although the new couple is in good condition, they are not as good as the old friends.
The colors are similar, but the claws are different.
New people enter through the door, and old friends leave through the combination.
New artificial weaving, so artificial weaving.
Weaving a piece of silk every day, the fabric is more than five feet long.
A new person will not be as good as before.
3. The judgments of the twelve hairpins in "A Dream of Red Mansions" all describe the tragic fate of women.
1. Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai
Painting: Two dead trees, with a jade belt hanging on them; there is also a pile of snow, with a golden hairpin under the snow.
Judgment: It’s a pity that the virtue of stopping time is pitiable, but the talent of Ying Xu is pitiful. Jade belts hang in the forest, gold hairpins are buried in the snow.
2. Jia Yuanchun
Painting: A bow with citron hanging on it.
Judgment: After twenty years of distinguishing between right and wrong, the pomegranate blossoms illuminate the palace. The three springs are competing for the first spring scenery, and the tiger and the tiger meet each other and return home from a great dream.
3. Jia Tanchun
Painting: Two people flying kites, a sea, a big boat, and a woman in the boat, covering her face and crying.
Judgment: Talent has been high since the Qingming Dynasty, and he was born in the last days when his luck has declined. I shed tears on the Qingming Festival and look out to the riverside. The east wind thousands of miles away is just a dream away.
4. Poems about women throughout the ages. Just go to Baidu. 8. Poems about misery
1. With tears in my eyes, I asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
2. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
3. The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
4. There is no way to be ecstatic. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. Don’t be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.
6. As your clothes get wider, you will never regret it. It makes people feel haggard because of Yixiao.
7. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. The thought went away, thousands of miles away, and the dusk mist fell deep in the sky.
9. Lonely in the boudoir, there are thousands of sorrows in the soft intestine. Cherish that spring is gone, at what time will the flowers rain.
10. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
11. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a cup to relieve sorrow and make it more sorrowful.
12. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is quite good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.
13. How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine defeat him? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
14. The white hair is three thousand feet, and the fate is as long as the worry.
15. If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
16. If you become a master, you will be truly famous in the world. Who can be compared to others in a thousand years?
17. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
18. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.
19. I compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminated the canal.
20. The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness?
21. Suddenly looking back, the man was in a dimly lit place.
22. Young people don’t know what it feels like to be sad, so they forcefully talk about it in order to write new words.
23. Drinking wine turns into tears of lovesickness.
24. Thousands of sails crossing the border are not the same, but the slanting light and the flowing water are long.
25. The spring breeze makes horses hoofy, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.
26. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
27. The autumn wind and autumn rain are so sad!
28. In the blink of an eye, the smoke and clouds dispersed with the wind, transforming into lonely pine trees on the golden roof. Divide, unite and unite love in the world, originate and destroy everything. All thoughts are gone, and I am becoming haggard. I only envy the monks and monks outside the world. I, the Buddha, am merciful and save suffering people, and I am willing to escape to the empty door to save all sentient beings.