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Ancient poems describing confusion

1. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means that you have left sadness, especially the general taste in your heart.

2. If life is just like the first time, what is the west wind sad painting fan?

You can't eat toast, I pull out my dagger, I peep in four directions in vain.

Mochow has no bosom friend, and everyone knows you.

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 has come and gone before I know it.

5. The Lord of the kingdom is very hard on us? People who have affairs are not our kind. Only when I am lonely will I close the door of my old garden.

6. Now that I'm dead and buried, I don't know when. According to the people who bury flowers today, who will be buried tomorrow?

7. If only my art could make me famous. The official called in sick. Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .

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

9. but I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? There is a sad mist on the river waves.

10. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, and say they are worried about assigning new words; Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it, but it's a cool autumn.

1 1. I threw the food bar and the cup aside, I couldn't eat or drink, I pulled out my dagger, and I peeped in four directions in vain.

12. I turned my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.

13. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.

14. I ask myself and always answer, what is better than going home? .

15. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.