From Song Zhang Lei's Autumn Juice, Curtains and Breeze
The curtains are sparse and airy. A wisp of fragrant golden beast. Zhu Lan leaned over after dusk. The moonlight on the porch is like day. ?
Parting tastes stronger than wine. People are thin. This feeling is not as good as the wall. Spring is as old as ever.
Explanation:
The outdoor wind blew into the curtains, and a wisp of cigarettes floated in the incense burner. After dusk, leaning against the red railing, the moonlight under the porch is like day. The taste of parting is stronger than wine, which makes people thin and disgusting. This situation is not as good as the willow trees in the east of the wall. The color of willow trees in spring is still the same as last year.
2. I hate you not like the moon, north and south, east and west, north and south.
From Lv Benzhong in the Song Dynasty, "Picking mulberry seeds is not like hating your majesty."
I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people.
Damn you, you are like the moon hanging high above the river, just perfect and gone, and I don't know when it will wait until the moon is round again.
Explanation:
I hate that you are not like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. No matter how people wander, the bright moon is always with people. Hating you is like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. It just disappeared, and I don't know when it will be full again.
3, holding hands and crying, actually speechless.
From Yu Ling Han by Song Liuyong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? (Good Scene 1: Beautiful Scenes)
Explanation:
Qiu Chan's cry was bleak and urgent. In the evening, facing the pavilion, the shower just stopped. I hosted a farewell dinner in the suburbs of Kyoto, but I was not in the mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board were already urging me to start. Hold each other's hands, look at each other with tears, and choke. It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, with a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the mist in the evening hangs over the southern sky, deep and vast, with no end.
Since ancient times, sentimental people have always been sad for parting, not to mention in this cold and desolate autumn! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. I've been away for a long time, and it's estimated that even if I meet good weather and scenery, it's just like nothing. Even if there is full affection, who will tell?
4, the moon has gains and losses, and the flowers have thanks, thinking that life is the most bitter parting.
It is from Zhang Mingshan's Poems of Pu Tian Le in Yuan Dynasty.
Luoyang flowers, to the moon garden, good flowers should not hesitate to buy, the moon should not hesitate to buy. Watching the flowers bloom and fall, according to the flowers bloom and fall, why are you so happy to raise your glass?
The moon is full of flowers, and the most bitter thing in life is to leave. Flowers fade after the third spring, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is missed in February. People have left, when can they come again?
Explanation:
Luoyang enjoys flowers and the moon in Liangyuan Garden. Good flowers should be bought at all costs, and so should the bright moon. Look at the blooming flowers by the railing and raise a glass to ask why the moon is so reunited. When the full moon falls and the flowers fade, the most bitter thing in life is to leave. Flowers wither until March, and when there is no moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival is full. When can I come back after I leave?
5. I'm going to say I'm coming back before I respect you, and I want to say spring first.
From the Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun respects money and plans to return to Japan"
I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
Explanation:
Before farewell, I want to set a date for my return, and I am eager for a drink. When I want to say, the beauty has nothing to say, such as the charming face of the spring breeze, I will mourn myself first. People's sentimentality is innate, and this complex has nothing to do with love affairs.
Before the farewell dinner, don't fill in new words according to the old songs. Qingqu is already very depressed. Be sure to see all the peonies in Luoyang, because the spring breeze we had will soon disappear.