Ancient poems about fate

1, "Operator, I live in the Yangtze River"

Tang Dynasty: Li Zhiyi

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.

I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you day and night, but I can't see you, but I drink the water from the Yangtze River. When will the endless rivers dry up and the bitterness of separation stop? I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.

2. Youth Travel and Knife Like Water

Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan?

The sword is like water, the house is better than snow, and the hand breaks the new orange. At the beginning of the brocade, the smoke of animals is constant and the sound is relatively adjusted.

Ask in a low voice who will stay. It's midnight in the city. The horse is slippery and frozen, so it's better to have a rest and walk less.

Lovers both * * * into the orange. The orange knife is bright and clean, as clear as water; Plates of oranges are bright and clean, and fruits and vegetables are fresh. The beautiful woman is dignified and elegant, breaking off new oranges for her sweetheart with her slender hands.

How can a man not know the warmth of a woman to a man? Indoor, gorgeous curtains droop gently, and wisps of videos are filled with a warm atmosphere, and the tenderness between them seems to melt in this warm atmosphere. They sat opposite each other, and the man was intoxicated by the sound of the woman.

Late at night, the man got up and said goodbye to the woman. The woman asked him in a low voice: Where do you live now? It's already midnight. It's chilly outside, the road is slippery and frosty, and few people walk. You'd better not go.

3. Jade case Yuan Xi

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.

Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.

The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd, and suddenly I turned around and there she was, but I accidentally found her in the scattered light.

4. "Qingpingle Summer Lake Tour"

Song: Zhu

Angry smoke dew. Leave me for a while. Join hands with Lotus Lake on the road. A Mao Mao rain in Huangmei.

Simple and naive, not afraid of people guessing. Send grief with the group temporarily. It's time to share, and then come to the makeup table.

In summer, the West Lake, with its lakes and mountains, is full of smoke, which makes people want to stop. Walking hand in hand with my lover on the lakeside path with lotus flowers in full bloom, it rained plum blossom drizzle in an instant. Simple and naive feelings are not afraid of people's guesses, so I fell asleep in his arms with my clothes in my arms. The most important thing is to break up, reluctant to linger, return to the abyss of sadness, and be too lazy to get close to the dresser.

5, "Linjiang Xian, dream behind the tower, locked up"

Song: Yan

After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

Late at night, I dreamed that the door on the balcony was locked, and the curtains hung heavily after I woke up. When last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faint and independent in the falling flowers, and swallows were flying in the breeze and drizzle. I remember the first time I saw Xiaoping, and when I came back, she was a colorful figure. Pipa playing committee pour out lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was still there, and it once returned with her colorful figure.