Ancient poems of Sauvignon Blanc

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Flowers are like Iraq, and Liu is like Iraq. Flowers and willows leave young people. Bow your head and cry.

The Yangtze River flows eastward and grows in Jiangxi. Yuanyang flies on both sides of the strait. When shall we meet?

See flowers as you, willow branches as you; In the spring, when people are leaving, they can't help shedding two lines of clear tears when they bow their heads. East of the Yangtze River, west of the Yangtze River, mandarin ducks on both sides fly east and west. When can we meet again?

2, Sauvignon Blanc, a trip to the mountains

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

I traveled in Liaodong and waded all the way to Shanhaiguan accompanied by thousands of troops. At night, the camp is brightly lit and resplendent. It was late at night, and it was snowing outside the tent. Melissa Zhou's voice made people unable to sleep. The author is homesick and lonely, and can't help feeling resentful: Why is there no such disturbing voice in his hometown?

3. Sauvignon Blanc and cuttlefish

Ming Dynasty: Yu Yan

Fold the flower branches, hate the flower branches, let the flowers bloom, and leave when they open.

Afraid of lovesickness, I have missed it, and it's my turn to miss it, revealing a trace of brow.

I broke a beautiful flower branch, but I was resentful of the floral art. Originally, I planned to enjoy flowers and drink together when the flowers bloomed, but after the flowers bloomed, my lover never came back and disappeared. I am afraid of being tortured by acacia, but I have been worried for a long time, but when it comes to acacia, I can't get rid of it. My heart is a little calmer and my brow is a little exposed.

4. Sauvignon Blanc is drowning

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Bianshui flow, Surabaya flow, flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan is a little sad.

Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. Yueming people lean on the building.

Bianshui is flowing, Surabaya is flowing, and it flows to the ancient ferry of the Yangtze River. Looking from a distance, the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are silently nodding, frequently shy and condensed with infinite sadness. Miss, hate, where is the end, Iraqis, you won't stop until you come back. A bright moon shines in the sky, so that we can watch the moon together.

5. Sauvignon Blanc is second

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

In the evening, the sun sets in the west, the flowers are covered with smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night.

I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.

This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan.

Think back to her lover, lover, the person far away from the horizon, the eyes that sent her away, and the source of tears now.

If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me!

The sunset is hazy, the stamens are shrouded in light smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night. Zhao Se, who carved the phoenix on the column, just stopped playing and wanted to play the Qin Shu again, but I was afraid of touching the Yuanyang string.

It's a pity that this affectionate song was not delivered. I hope it can be sent to distant Yanran with the spring breeze. Remembering my lover, my lover, who floated across the sky and brought the eyes of that year, has now become the source of tears. If you don't believe me, please come back and look at my face in the mirror!