Untitled time was long before I met her, but it was even longer since we broke up with Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
It's hard to meet each other, and it's even harder to leave, not to mention in this late spring when the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Dress up in the morning and look in the mirror. I'm only worried that the clouds in my hair will change color and my face will disappear. I can't sleep alone in the long night, so I must feel Leng Yue's aggression. Penglai Mountain is not too far from here, but there is no road to cross. Please visit me diligently by a messenger like the bluebird.
Cao Cao's "Short Songs" in Han Dynasty
Singing to wine, life geometry! For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang. Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. But for your sake, I've thought it over. A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.
As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off. The weirder, the more useless. Talk about it, and remember the past. There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on? The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart.
Singing while drinking, there are several years in life. Just like the morning dew is fleeting, so much time has passed! The song at the banquet was impassioned, but the sadness in my heart was hard to forget. By what to alleviate depression? Only drink wine. Scholar, you make me miss you day and night. It is because of you that I have been chanting deeply to this day.
Deer hummed in the sun and ate mugwort leaves in Yuan Ye. Once talented people from all over the world come to our home, I will entertain guests in blowing sheng. When can I pick the bright moon hanging in the sky? Deep worries can't stop. Guests from afar came to visit me across the criss-crossing fields. Meet again after a long separation, have a heart-to-heart talk and relive the kindness of the past.
There are few stars in the moon, and a group of nesting blackbirds fly south. Fly around the tree for three weeks without breaking your wings. Where can you live? The mountains do not hesitate to look at the towering rocks, but the sea does not abandon the trickle to see the grandeur. I would like to be as courteous as the Duke of Zhou, and I would like the heroes of the world to submit to me sincerely.
Partridges in the sky, the sinking feeling of the motherland, modern Qiu Jin
The sinking feeling of the motherland can't help but come overseas to find a bosom friend. Golden gulls are always in short supply and need to be replenished. He dares to sacrifice himself for his country! There are obstacles and sighs. Guan Shan Wan Li is a hero. Don't say that women are not British. They sing on the wall of Longquan every night.
The motherland is in danger, and I can't help sighing. I went to Japan to look for revolutionary comrades. The land was divided by the great powers and needed to be recovered, because the country dared to sacrifice its own body. Sighing the difficult and dangerous road, I feel that I am drifting. Although I am far from Wan Li, I will study in Japan. People don't want to say that women can't be heroes. Even my sword hanging on the wall doesn't want to lie in the female sheath, but sings dragons in the sheath every night.
"Man Jiang Huai" Yue Fei in Song Dynasty
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, white and sad! Jingkang is ashamed, but it is still snowing. When do courtiers hate their guts! Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky.
I was furious and leaned against the railing. A sudden rain has just stopped. Looking up at the eyes and shouting at the sky, the hero's mind is excited, and his fame for 30 years has become dust, leaving only clouds and bright moons in the battle of thousands of miles. Don't waste your time, grow old together and regret it alone!
Jing Kangnian's shame has not been washed away. As a detained resentment, when will it disappear! I just want to drive a chariot and break through the enemy camp of Helan Mountain. Strong men eat the meat of Xiongnu when they are hungry and drink the blood of Xiongnu when they are thirsty. I want to recapture the territory of my old country and return to Beijing to report good news to the emperor.