Express the ancient poems I had the honor to meet.

Express the ancient poems I had the honor to meet:

1, last night's star, last night's wind, west of the studio, east of cinnamon hall. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Last night, the stars were shining, but there was a cool breeze blowing in the middle of the night; Our banquet is located on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.

2. Lotus leaf hate is born in spring, hate is born in autumn, when it is dry. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou.

Lotus leaf met a lover as soon as it was born, and soon separated, resulting in spring resentment. Lotus leaf withered, lover died, and autumn hatred became again. As long as you are in this world, your feelings will last forever. How much melancholy, only the endless sound of the river.

When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

You asked me the date of going home, but it was difficult to decide the date. There is heavy rain in Bashan tonight, and the rain has filled the autumn pool. When can we have a long talk by candlelight and tell each other our thoughts in the rainy night tonight?

4, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

After the magnificent sea, the water elsewhere is not worth seeing. I am intoxicated in Wushan's dream of sex rain, and the scenery elsewhere is not called sex rain. Even among the flowers, I am too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.

On this day last year, peach blossoms set each other off at this door. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Last spring, in this family, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.