From Yan in the Song Dynasty, Liang Zhumeng entered the smoke waterway in the south of the Yangtze River.

Dream of entering the smoky waterway in the south of the Yangtze River, traveling in the south of the Yangtze River, and never meeting the people who left. I have nothing to say when I sleep, but I feel disappointed and dumbfounded.

If you want to make good use of this love letter, you will find that there is no evidence in the end. However, relying on the slow string songs, I broke my heart and Qin Zhenglie.

Explanation:

In my dream, I walked on the foggy Jiangnan road and traveled all over the land of Jiangnan, but I didn't meet my parting sweetheart. The ecstasy in the dream has nowhere to tell, and after waking up, I am disappointed by the dream. I want to tell you about my lovesickness and write to you, but the goose goes to fish and sinks, and finally this letter can't be sent. There is no other way but to play the piano slowly to express the feelings of parting, and it is difficult to express one's feelings when the piano column is broken.

In twelve rooms, ladies dress up during the day and look at their masters from their fairy cottage.

From Feng Xue's Gong Ci in Tang Dynasty

Early in the morning, the concubines on the 12 floor dressed up; Climb the tower and look forward to the king of kings. The door of the door is locked and the door of the door is locked inside. The copper dragon funnel is getting slower and slower, and the waiting time is longer.

After combing the bun, you should look in the mirror again and again, change your silk clothes again, and pay attention to adding some spices to smoke. From a distance, the flickering shadow of the main hall opened the curtain; I saw a maid with a short robe and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.

Explanation:

Early in the morning, the ladies-in-waiting dressed up on the twelfth floor; Climb the tower and look forward to the lucky king. The animal-shaped knocker locks the palace door, and the heart is very sad; Copper dragon funnel drips slowly and sits for a long time. After combing the bun, look in the mirror repeatedly, and then change into a Luo coat, paying attention to adding some seasoning. Far away, the flashing figure in the main hall opened the bead curtain; I saw a maid-in-waiting with short robes and embroidered trousers cleaning the imperial bed.

3, one day, people didn't see it, covering their tears and thinking.

Quetazhi Romefan Wan Zhi by Feng Yansi in the Five Dynasties.

Thousands of plum blossoms, you are affectionate, learning snow and turning with the wind. The strike broke up last night, and I woke up so worried.

The spring mountain upstairs is cold on all sides, and the scenery is vast. When the people on the railing disappeared at noon, they covered their tears and thought again.

Explanation:

Flourishing leaves, plum blossoms falling in thousands, still affectionate when falling, learn to turn with the wind. Last night, singing and dancing broke up, and I was drunk. It's freezing upstairs, surrounded by cold mountains, and the geese are deeply permeated through the dusk. For a long time, there was no one on the fence. Ropa covered her tears and thought about him all over.

4, leaving sorrow regardless of people drifting. I'm lonely, with a yellow flower contract every year.

Huang Ji's Memories of Qin E's Autumn House in Song Dynasty

Autumn is bleak. The phoenix tree falls in the west wind. West wind is evil. Count the new geese and the remaining horns. ?

Leave sadness, no matter how people drift. I'm lonely, with a yellow flower contract every year. Huanghuayue several yards and curtains.

Explanation:

The autumn scene is bleak, and the west wind is biting, which makes the phoenix tree lose all its leaves and brings a few new swallows and a few sparse horns. The autumn sound in autumn scenery is so sad that the wanderer is homesick. Wandering around, coupled with sadness, is always on my mind.

When we broke up, we met again in the autumn when chrysanthemums were in full bloom. However, we haven't met each other every year. Imagine that in that deep courtyard and heavy curtain, the other party must inexplicably endure the pain of lovesickness and loneliness.

5. Worried about the injury of Cui Dai's moth, I paint alone every day.

Shuang Shuang Yan Yong Yan by Song Dazu.

After the Spring Festival, between scenes, it was dusty and cold last year. If you want to live in a different pool, try to blend in with the old nest. Also carved beams and painted buildings, algae wells. Weak and indecisive. Floating fast blows the flower tips, and the green tail and the red shadow are separated. ?

Qin's mud is wet and damp. Love clings to the ground for flying and glory. The red chamber comes home late. You should be fragrant. I forgot, I believe in this world. Worried about the harm to Cui Dai moths, I paint alone every day.

Explanation:

Just after the Spring Festival, you flew over the curtains of the pavilion, and the beams were covered with the dust of the old year, which was deserted. Spread your wings and stop, and then find a way to get into the old nest and live together. Curiously looking at carved beams and painted buildings and algae wells, we talked softly. Suddenly, I drifted across the flower tip, like a cut emerald tail cutting a red flower shadow.

The fragrance permeates the path, and the spring rain infiltrates the celery mud. I like flying on the ground, as if to see who is more handsome and lighter. When I returned to the Red Chamber, it was getting late, and I had seen enough shadows of willow branches in the darkness. But I only care about my stable habitat in the nest, but I forget to reply to the letters of the wanderer. So I can worry about the haggard beauty in the boudoir. I look through my eyes and draw columns every day.