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An ancient poem describing a bad mood

1. Jinse author Li Shangyin? the Tang Dynasty

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.

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There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it 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.

Second, the author Qin Guan, Huan Xisha, Mo, Han Xiao, Xiao Lou? Song dynasty

The desert is light and cold, with small buildings. Silver hooligans are like poor autumn. Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint.

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. Look again, the curtain of jewelry hangs on the silver hook at will.

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With a chill, I boarded the small building alone. The morning is cool and boring, as if it were late autumn. Looking back at the painting screen, there are faint smoke, gurgling water and faint artistic conception.

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely and gently, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, just like sadness flying. Look at the gem-decorated curtains hanging on small silver hooks at will.

Third, in Xuanzhou Xie Tiao villa farewell minister Shu Yun? the Tang Dynasty

Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. It hurts my heart even more today.

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

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The people who left me yesterday are irresistible, and the people who disturb my mood today make me extremely worried. In the face of this scene, Wan blew the swan geese returning to the south, and they could climb the tall buildings and have a good drink.

Your article is as vigorous and fresh as the literary works of the Han Dynasty. My poetic style is as fresh and beautiful as Xie Tiao's. We are all full of lofty sentiments and exultation, and our jumping thoughts are like flying high in the blue sky to pick the bright moon.

It's like drawing a treasure knife to cut running water. The water was not cut off, but flowed faster. I raised my glass and drank heavily. I wanted to drown my sorrows in wine, but it turned out to be even more worrying.

Ah! Life is so unhappy in this world, it is better to let me wander freely in the rivers and lakes in a boat tomorrow (retire from the rivers and lakes).

Fourth, the waves wash the sand and make rain outside the curtain. Author Li Wei? Dynasties and five dynasties

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

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It was drizzling outside the curtain, and Fuchun wilted Luo Zhi's brocade quilt and could not stand the cold weather. Only when you forget that you are a passer-by in your dreams can you enjoy the movie.

When the sun goes down, I lean against the railing of a tall building and look into the distance, because it is easy to leave and hard to see the infinite mountains I used to have. Just like the red flowers falling on the lost river, they go back with spring, one in the sky and the other on earth.

5. The author of night parking near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji? the Tang Dynasty

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

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The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river. In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship.