What are the poems about "liberation"?

1, sentimental since ancient times, and even worse, snubbing the clear autumn festival! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning breeze and 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? -Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling, Chilling and Sad" in the Song Dynasty

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?

2. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. -Tang Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

Thumb piano has 25 strings, but even so, each string and syllable is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.

Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom.

Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu. The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.

Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

3. You know you have a husband. Give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt. My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. -Zhang Ji's ode to women in Tang Dynasty

You insisted on giving me a pair of pearls when you knew I had a husband. I thank you for your affection for me and for tying pearls on my red shirt. My tall building is connected to the Royal Garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.

Although I know you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to live and die with my husband. I cried when I returned your double beads. I regret not meeting you before I got married.

4. I'm going to say the return date first and then respect you, and I want to say 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. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade House Spring" in the Song Dynasty

Before farewell, I want to set a return date. I want to have a cup of love. When I want to say something, the beautiful woman has nothing to cry, like 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.

5, hate jun is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south things, north and south things, only with each other. 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. -Lu Song's "Picking Mulberry"

Hating you is not like hanging a bright moon on a 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 upstairs, just right, it's gone. I don't know when the moon will be full again.