Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The cold rain spread all over Wudi River overnight. After seeing you off in the morning, even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely! When I arrive in Luoyang, if my relatives and friends in Luoyang call me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as ice in a jade pot!
2. Two return books
Tang Dynasty: He Zhangzhi
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-dead recently. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my temples has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
After leaving my hometown for many years, I feel that the personnel in my hometown have changed too much. Only the clear water of Jinghu Lake rippling under the spring breeze in front of the door remains the same.
3. Qiu Si
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
The autumn wind blows gently in Luoyang, and my thoughts are surging. I want to write a letter to greet peace. I was worried that I didn't write anything in time, so I opened the envelope again before the messenger was about to leave.
4. Enjoy the first meeting in Lotte Yangzhou.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
He was banished to these desolate areas of Bashan and Chushui and spent 23 years in poverty. The old days of remembering old friends and reciting Xiao Fu in vain no longer exist.
There are still thousands of sailboats from Qian Qian passing by the capsized ships; There are thousands of trees thriving in front of the dead trees. After listening to the poem you recited to me today, I can cheer up with this wine for the time being.
5. A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
The lush mountains are the way for tourists, and the rippling river is just sailing. The tide is high, and the water between the two banks is wide, so sail before the wind just hangs the sail high.
The night hasn't faded, and the rising sun has already risen on the river surface of Ran Ran, and the Jiangnan in the old year has the breath of spring. I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.