"★ Meng Jiangnv's" Seeking a Husband's Tune ",which is widely circulated among the people, is clear in March, with pink, willow and green grass; There are white papers floating on other graves, but my grave is empty. ★ Du Mu's famous sentence in the Tang Dynasty: "It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. May I ask where there is a restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
"★" Cold Food on the Road "(Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal. In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
★ "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food records the east wind and willows. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
★ "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Zhao loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming. ★ "Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk.
Yesterday, neighbors asked for a new fire and read books through the window. ★ "Qingming is a thing in Su Causeway" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. ★ "On the Tomb of Cold Food" (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
★ "Doing things in the suburbs is the thing" (Song) Cheng Hao acted wildly and entered the surrounding mountains in spring; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave. ★ "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face is covered with blood and tears, and he is sad to go home after the chaos.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. ★ "Qingjiang attracts Qingming Day to travel" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where to smoke? Green fields and sunny roads. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk.
★ During the Qingming Festival, Li Jianxun, a Tang Dynasty man, took wine for fragrance. I closed the door alone and slept soundly. Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed.
★ On the Qingming night in the Lake Temple, I paid tribute to Li Qunyu in the Tang Dynasty, worrying about the dark flowers and sleepless nights, only relying on the dangerous threshold to think sadly. Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.
For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season. Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.
★ After the Qingming Festival, go to the city to see the scenery of Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, in front of Yunshan. Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.
There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky. Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.
★ Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiang Huaiyou, Yin, Jun and Tian Su, that is, the old tour, I have to prepare for the handover. For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.
Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries. Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.
★ Qingming is a thing. In Tang Meng's The Emperor, Qingming is important and people are worried. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.
★ Sun was in the Qingming Tang Dynasty, and in the Qingming Spring, I looked at the mountains in the north. Flirting fires a new flame, and tung flowers grow old branches.
Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.
★ On Qingming Day, he was relieved to think of his brother Tang Wei Wu Ying's poor food and illness. Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.
Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried. I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.
★ Chang 'an Qingming Zhuang fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy. At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing. Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.
★ On the Qingming Day, among the fans painted by Wen Tingyun and Qing E in the Tang Dynasty, Haruki was Yu Jinhong. If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind.
Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them. Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.
★ On the Qingming Day with Jinzhou Hulangzhong, a banquet was held at Yuxi Pavilion. In the Tang Dynasty, a new fire broke out in Zhangji County, and the rain in Gaozhai was clear. Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.
* * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight. Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.
★ During the Qingming Festival, from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village, there is a rainy night in Longmen after Zhangji in Tang Huai, and the spring breeze gives birth to your hole. Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.
Yu Ming is ashamed of his time, but he is old. The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.
★ In the four years of Qingming in the south of the Yangtze River, Chu Yi, Wu Shan, Zheng Zhun, changed her appearance at the sight of Qingming. Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine.
There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain. What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded.
★ During the Qingming period in the Song Dynasty, there were many tomb fields in Gaozhu North and South Mountains, and the Qingming period was different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
★ Qingming Huangsong listens to the sword festival, Qingming Taoli smiles, and Noda's wilderness is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
★ There are no flowers and no wine in the Qingming Festival, and the interest is bleak like a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
★ Tomb-Sweeping Day sketches that the sun has left the cliff in the east for a long time, and the wind is rolling on the branches. We saw Swift sucking the faint sound of water in the air like a sponge. We went to Shan Ye to complete a living project ★ "Wild Hope of Cold Food"-Bai Juyi cries for trees, and the Qingming cold food cries. The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places. I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
★ "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"-Fan Dacheng is showered with towel rain and wearing a side hat. Flowers bloom in the mountains and willows lie in the water.
Shimali Road, the kite is flying. (Tufan) After people leave, the blackbird faces west and east, which always gives people the impression of rainy days.
Or stormy, or rainy. From early morning to dusk, in misty and rainy Shan Ye, there are always grave-sweepers who walk again against the wind and rain, dotted with loneliness; Or in groups of three or five, helping the elderly and carrying the young, or one or two lonely shadows, one person limping. The distant mountains are hidden in the clouds, the trees are caged in front of solitary smoke, the bridges are flowing, the crows are crying sadly, the rain washes the clear autumn, and the wind blows the sadness, just for one sight.
2. Poems about some ancestors ★ Poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day's grave-sweeping: "There are many tombs in the north and south hills, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different; Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
"★ Meng Jiangnv's" Seeking a Husband's Tune ",which is widely circulated among the people, is clear in March, with pink, willow and green grass; There are white papers floating on other graves, but my grave is empty. ★ Du Mu's famous sentence in the Tang Dynasty: "It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. May I ask where there is a restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
"★" Cold Food on the Road "(Tang) Song immediately met cold food, and it was late spring on the road. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal. In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
★ "Cold Food" (Tang) Han Yichun City is full of flowers, and the cold food is remembered by the east wind and willows. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
★ "The door is a thing" (Tang) Zhang Zhao loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and green; Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming. ★ "Qingming" (Song) Wang Yuqiao lived a Qingming without flowers and wine, and his interest was as bleak as a wild monk.
Yesterday, neighbors asked for a new fire and read books through the window. ★ "Qingming is a thing in Su Causeway" (Song) Wu Weixin pear blossoms are in Qingming, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. ★ "On the Tomb of Cold Food" (Song) What is the father of Yang Wanli! Can this bridge be out of danger? The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
★ "Doing things in the suburbs is the thing" (Song) Cheng Hao acted wildly and entered the surrounding mountains in spring; Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water; Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red; Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave. ★ "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province" (Ming) Gao Qi's face is covered with blood and tears, and he is sad to go home after the chaos.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. ★ "Qingjiang attracts Qingming Day to travel" (Ming) Wang Pan asked the West Building where to smoke? Green fields and sunny roads. In the willows of Ma Si, people laugh and swing, and the sound of warblers always makes Chunzui drunk.
★ During the Qingming Festival, Li Jianxun, a Tang Dynasty man, took wine for fragrance. I closed the door alone and slept soundly. Only Huayang seems to be looking for each other. Because of the wind, she went back to bed.
★ On the Qingming night in the Lake Temple, I paid an audience with Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty. I worry about dark flowers and sleepless nights, and I think sadly on the threshold. Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.
For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season. Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.
★ After the Qingming Festival, go to the city to see the scenery of Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty, in front of Yunshan. Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.
There is no clearing in the grass, and the river flows to the sky. Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.
★ Tomb-Sweeping Day, Jiang Huaiyou, Yin, Jun and Tian Su, that is, the old tour, I have to prepare for the handover. For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.
Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries. Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.
★ Qingming is a thing. In Tang Meng's The Emperor, Qingming is important and people are worried. The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.
Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.
★ Sun was in the Qingming Tang Dynasty, and in the Qingming Spring, I looked at the mountains in the north. Flirting fires a new flame, and tung flowers grow old branches.
Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.
★ On Qingming Day, he was relieved to think of his brother Tang Wei Wu Ying's poor food and illness. Finally, I miss the county seat, and fireworks filled Qingchuan.
Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried. I just hate being a good girl, kissing my face and spending this glorious year.
★ Chang 'an Qingming Zhuang fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy. At the beginning, the official gave me a clear fire, and I was given a free share of the money.
The purple stranger is screaming and screaming, and the green poplar is drawing a swing. Tourists think of the peace incident and feel glad that the scenery is as good as before.
★ On the Qingming Day, among the fans painted by Wen Tingyun and Qing E in the Tang Dynasty, Haruki was Yu Jinhong. If you make a mistake, you will wear a weak willow wind.
Horses are arrogant and avoid slogans, and chickens open their cages at the sight of them. Who made this play? The oriole is separated from the Forbidden City.
★ On the Qingming Day with Jinzhou Hulangzhong, a banquet was held at Yuxi Pavilion. In the Tang Dynasty, a new fire broke out in Zhangji County, and the rain in Gaozhai was clear. Cherish flowers, invite guests to enjoy, persuade wine and promote singing.
* * * When you get drunk, move the incense mat and stay in the twilight. Political leisure party banquet language, Qin Lou Ren Yaoqing.
★ During the Qingming Festival, from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village, there is a rainy night in Longmen after Zhangji in Tang Huai, and the spring breeze gives birth to your hole. Birds sing quietly, flowers fall and ruin.
Yu Ming is ashamed of his time, but he is old. The old tourist left and was disappointed with Luochengdong.
★ In the four years of Qingming in the south of the Yangtze River, Chu Yi, Wu Shan, Zheng Zhun, changed her appearance at the sight of Qingming. Travel far and hate the wind for a night, and the light will accompany the wine.
There are no flowers climbing outside Yanxing Gate, and the quarrying river is covered by rain. What is infinite homing? Ge Jia on the roadside is very crowded.
★ During the Qingming period in the Song Dynasty, there were many tomb fields in Gaozhu North and South Mountains, and the Qingming period was different. Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns. As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
★ Qingming Huangsong listens to the sword festival, Qingming Taoli smiles, and Noda's wilderness is only sad. Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death. A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
★ There are no flowers and no wine in the Qingming Festival, and the interest is bleak like a wild monk. Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
★ Tomb-Sweeping Day sketches that the sun has left the cliff in the east for a long time, and the wind is rolling on the branches. We saw Swift sucking the faint sound of water in the air like a sponge. We went to Shan Ye to complete a living project ★ "Wild Hope of Cold Food"-Bai Juyi cries for trees, and the Qingming cold food cries. The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places. I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
★ "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival"-Fan Dacheng is showered with towel rain and wearing a side hat. Flowers bloom in the mountains and willows lie in the water.
Shimali Road, the kite is flying. (Tufan) After people leave, the blackbird is due west and east ★ Qingming, which always gives people the impression of rainy days.
Or stormy, or rainy. From early morning to dusk, in misty and rainy Shan Ye, there are always grave-sweepers who walk again against the wind and rain, dotted with loneliness; Or in groups of three or five, helping the elderly and carrying the young, or one or two lonely shadows, one person limping. The distant mountains are hidden in the clouds, the trees are caged in front of solitary smoke, the bridges are flowing, the crows are crying sadly, the rain washes the clear autumn, and the wind blows the sadness, just for one sight.
3. Mourn the ancestors' ancient poems. The Lake Temple mourns the Qingming Night.
Don Li Qunyu
I don't sleep, thinking alone on the threshold.
Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.
For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.
Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.
Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou
Tangluoyin
Jun and Tiansu are old friends, so I'm going to make friends.
For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.
Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.
Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.
Qingming Festival
Dondum
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls,
Ask local people where to buy wine?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
4. The ancient poem "Shizi" about ancestor worship.
(Song) Lu You
When you die, everything is empty,
But I'm sad to see Kyushu.
Julian Waghann Beiding Zhongyuan Day,
Family sacrifices will not be forgotten.
Play this song
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
Wherever you go, you go to the blue sky, but I am painful and kind.
How can I repay my lost virtue? I can't afford not to cry for bamboo shoots.
Heaven and earth are two strangers, and life and death are bleak.
It is difficult to send a fish book to the fairy mountain, and it is even more heartbroken to be silent.
5. Poems describing the memory of deceased ancestors and the memory of grandparents of deceased ancestors:
1. It's not as dusty and deserted as the night platform. It's a sad place.
2. Drop the empty steps, rest in the cold rain and bury the flowers.
Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hand and sobbing, and many words have been forgotten.
4. In front of Jizuo's grave, an old spring should be brewed.
5. Sleeping in an empty bed and listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night!
6. I am afraid of hurting my mother's feelings and sneaking onto my pillow.
7. Tears are silent, only regretting the feelings of the year, relying on painters to save knowledge.
8. I am afraid to walk near the south of the city, and Shenjiayuan is the most injured.
9. After forty years of dreams, the old willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
10. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, which used to be a stunning photo.
6. Remembering the ancient poems of ancestors 1, original text:
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Said by: Qing Dynasty, Nalanxingde, Huanxisha, who read the west wind alone.
Interpretation: Who is sad alone in the west wind and can't bear to look at the rustling yellow leaves and close the porch window? In the independent house, the setting sun shines obliquely, immersed in memories of the past. Take a nap after drinking, spring scenery is leisurely, gambling in the boudoir, and the skirt is full of tea.
I once had a happy memory, which was only the most common at that time, but things are different now.
2. Original text:
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
From: Five Thoughts by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty (4)
Interpretation: After experiencing the magnificent sea, the water elsewhere is no longer worth seeing. I am intoxicated in Wushan's dream of sex rain, and the scenery elsewhere is not called sex rain.
Even among the flowers, I am too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
3. Original text:
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning. Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world. Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
From: Bai Juyi's Dream of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: I dreamed of playing hand in hand with you at night, and I woke up in the morning with tears on my towel. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years. I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
4. Original text:
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
From: Qing Nalan Xingde's Dead Hua Lian, Hard Work, Most Cherish the Sun and Moon.
Interpretation: I love the hard moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like an incomplete jade Jue. If I can be like the full moon in the sky, I will not hesitate to melt into ice and snow for you. But earthly love is the easiest to break, and the swallow who doesn't know how to be sad still whispers on the hook.
In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.
5. Original text:
On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.
Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems.
As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.
From: Li Bais Tomb by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty.
Commentary: By the quarrying river, boundless weeds surround the cemetery, far away from the white clouds. Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems. As long as they are poets, most of them have bad fate. Poets are poor and frustrated, and no one has surpassed Li Jun.
7. recite the poems of ancestors 1. I miss my parents' tears all night, and I will get them back at dawn.
Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow. 2. Ji Zuo's yellow spring should also brew old springs.
Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai? 3, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
4, care for each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
5, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down.
6, rattan bed paper account sleep, endless, no thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.
7. The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.
8, the spring city is full of flowers, cold food Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
9. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.
10, everything is wrong. Like what? What is the difference?
Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. 1 1, even if you meet, you should not know, your face is dusty and your temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. 12, only hate to be boring.
Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.
13, Xie Min's favorite daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.
14, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
What hope do I have in the darkness of our graves? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
16, a corner of the sunset painting on the city mourned, and the non-pool terrace in Shen Yuan was revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
17, the road is near the south of the city, afraid to go. Shen Jiayuan was the most injured; Incense wears plum blossoms on the guest sleeves, and Qingsi Bridge is born in spring. 18, the small street in the south of the city meets spring again, and only plum blossoms are not seen; Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls.
19, we joked that a long time ago, one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
20, dusty curtains, poor thing. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros.
2 1, the original grass and dew will come out as soon as possible. Old habitat and new growth.
Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? 22. I continue your generosity to us men and women. Sometimes, in my dreams, I bring you gifts.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad. 23, the fragrant grass is fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled.
Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you. 24. After 40 years of broken dreams, the old man in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death. 25. For dinner, we had to pick wild herbs and use dried Sophora leaves as our kindling.
Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks.