What are the poems about the word "heart"

1. What are the ancient poems with the word "heart"? 1. Petals flow like tears, lonely birds sing sad songs-Tang Du Fu's "Spring Hope"

Interpretation: Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are shocking, and only increase sadness but not hate.

2. She brings happiness to every father and mother in the world by having a girl instead of a boy-Song of Eternal Sorrow by Don Bai Juyi.

Interpretation: Therefore, parents all over the world have changed their ideas and preferred sons to daughters.

3. She sent him a message through his messenger to remind him of the oath that only their two hearts know-Song of Eternal Sorrow by Tang Baijuyi.

Commentary: When I left, I asked the alchemist politely and sent a message to the king's expression. Only the king and I know the oath of this language.

He stared at the desolate moon in the temporary palace, and he heard the bell in the late rain, cutting his chest-Song of Eternal Sorrow by Don Bai Juyi.

Interpretation: Looking at the moon in the palace is sad, and listening to songs on rainy nights is sad.

5. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will definitely-Song of Eternal Sorrow by Don Bai Juyi.

Interpretation: I hope our loving hearts are as firm and unyielding as Huang Jinbao's, and we will have a chance to meet again forever.

6. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines on history-Wen Song and Tian Xiang's "Crossing the Zero Ocean"

Interpretation: Who can live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart that reflects history.

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Interpretation: Therefore, when I see the geese flying from north to south, I feel even more sad when I think of the words between the lines.

8. Self-biased and self-distant-Wei Yuanming's "Drinking Fifth"

Interpretation: As long as you are ambitious, you will naturally feel that your place is secluded.

9. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the sky is high and the clouds are light and the night is clear-Chang 'e written by Tang Shangyin.

Interpretation: Chang 'e regrets loneliness and steals the elixir. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her lonely heart every night.

10. However, an inch of grass, enjoying three rays of spring, how much love is there-Jiao's "Wanderer"

Interpretation: Who dares to say that children are weak and filial as grass, and they can repay the kindness of loving mothers like Chunhui Puze?

First, hearts X and N have the following meanings:

1. Organ in charge of blood circulation in human and higher animals (commonly known as "heart"): pericardium. Heart rhythm.

2. Hub, hub, mainly: confidant. Center.

3. Habitually refers to the organs of thought and thoughts, feelings, etc. : psychology. Heart melody heart. Feel relaxed and happy. People are afraid of danger.

Second, the riddle with "heart" as the answer:

1. Riddle: I can't say anything. Answer: Heart.

2. riddle: what room has no door? Answer: Heart.

3. riddle: stir-fry peas in a small pot. Answer: Heart.

4. riddle: there is suspense in thought. Answer: Heart.

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2. Poems with the word "heart" are beautiful. The poems with the word "heart" are summarized as follows.

0 1. Since ancient times, life has never died. Take the heart of Dan and follow history. Crossing the ocean of zero

02. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. golden

03. The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent. Yangzhou Man Huai Zuo Du Ming

04. The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river. Pipa tour

05. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. say goodbye to

06. The wind has changed, the snow has changed, and the dream of my hometown will not be shattered. Sauvignon Blanc, a mountaineering trip

07. The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is sad. Lin Ping, a bodhisattva, is in a vast desert.

08. It's easy to change, and it's easy to change. Magnolia imitates ancient and decisive words, friends in Cambodia.

09. I remember the first meeting of Xiaoping. Linjiang Xian: Tower Lock after Dream.

10. Cherish your heart and don't spit, teach peaches and plums to make spring breeze. "peers have not opened begonia"

1 1. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass? the song of the homeless

12. Guests compete for the sun and the moon and travel to and from the expected course. Late Shu Dao

13. When people don't know leisure, they will be called learning from teenagers. Occasionally in spring

14. Ling Xiao is indomitable, humble and polite. Lonely tung tree

15. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sad "hope of spring".

16. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. A slow voice

17. Break up, leave each other and live in my heart. Sent to Qin.

18. If there are endless words, the road ahead will be inclined. knight-errant

19. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir. Chang'e

20. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn.

2 1. At the sight of Yantai, the guests were frightened, the drums were deafening, and Han would set up camp. Wangjimen

22. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Untitled

There is nothing I can do about this situation, but frown and take it to heart. Cut plums

24. My heart is a magnet. Doesn't mean the south won't rest. the Yangtze River

25. The green purple stripes are lingering in my heart. Songlines

26. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. Although turtles live a long life.

27. Ask He Jun Nener? The heart is far from being self-centered. The fifth part is drinking

28. I just hope your heart is the same as mine. Don't miss it. Bufu, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.

29. I am worried about the bright moon in my heart, and I will go with the wind until Yelangxi. "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to send this."

30. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger and peeped in four directions in vain. "It's hard for me to go."

3. Poems with worries 1, reading-Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu.

What is family fortune? It's accumulated.

Gao Zhai Xiao opened the book and spoke only in the language of saints.

Although Yingxian is a different world, it has been in love since ancient times.

It is better to see a mullet on the table than any other couple.

What is the property at home? It is a room full of books. Open the book slowly in the beautiful and quiet study, wander in the sea of books and talk to the sages. Although people with both ability and political integrity are not in the same era, they have always praised and appreciated each other since ancient times. Reading a book on the desk is happier than meeting a long-lost friend.

2, "Qingjiang cited, abandon the micro-name to the heart"-Yuan Dynasty: Guan Yunshi

Abandoning nicknames and laughing outside the cloud is a kind of enjoyment.

There are three or five people I know. What's wrong with drinking?

The drunken robe sleeve dance is too narrow.

Abandoning that insignificant position, how carefree retirement is, and laughter spreads beyond the white clouds. What are the disadvantages of three or five confidants getting together and drinking freely? Have a big meal, wave your sleeves and dance, just because the world is too narrow.

3. Wandering Son-Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. Before leaving, he sewed the needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who said that a weak and filial person can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?

4. Chang 'e-Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

The candle shadow on the mica screen is dim, the milky way is fading, and the morning star is disappearing. Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir of life, and now she is lonely every night.

5. Drinking five-Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Building a house in a place where people come and go will not be disturbed by secular communication. Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.

In the evening, the scenery of Nanshan is very good, the fog lingers between the peaks and the birds return together. It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it

4. What are the later stages of Shu Dao in Poems about Huai?

Author: Zhang Dynasty: Tang School: Five Wonders

Guests compete for the sun and the moon, looking far away. Autumn wind treats no one, go to Luoyang city first.

A traveler's song

Author: Meng Jiao Dynasty: Tang Dynasty genre: Yuefu.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Occasionally in spring

Author: Hao Cheng Dynasty: Song Style: Four Unique Categories: Chronology

In the afternoon, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers cross the river with the willows. People who don't know leisure and happiness will be called taking time off to learn from teenagers.

Gudong

Author: Wang Anshi Dynasty: Song Style: Five Laws Category: Still Life

Heaven is naturally dense and lonely. Ling Xiao is indomitable, humble and polite. Old roots are strong, and the sun is more cloudy. Think about it tomorrow. I want to play the banjo.

spring scenery

Author: Du Fu Dynasty: Tang Style: Five Laws

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

Slow voice

Author: Li Qingzhao Dynasty: Song genre: Ci

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!

Sent to Qin.

Author: Meng Haoran Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Style: Five Musts

Tourists go to the five tombs, and the sword is worth a thousand dollars. Break up, leave each other and live in my heart.

knight-errant

Author: Qian Qi Dynasty: Tang School: Five Musts

Zhao and Yan, two chivalrous men who are more generous and sad, today we gather in the hometown of chivalrous men to dream of Luoyang. Tragic things tell you not to end, but the sun is setting and you have to break up again.

Chang'e

Author: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Style: Four Musts

The shadow of mica screen candle is deep, the Yangtze River gradually falls, and the stars sink. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Farewell Xin Jian at the Lotus Pavilion

Author: Wang Changling Dynasty: Tang Style: Four Unique Categories: Farewell.

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Wang Ji Gate

Author: Zuyong Dynasty: Tang Style: Seven Laws

Shocked to see out, China people tremble with fear, the original Korean army camp. Snow covered the cold, cold brightness, and the frontier light shone on the flag. The fire on the battlefield, Hu Yue's mountains and clouds stand on the sea like the Great Wall. Although young people don't like joining the army, I want to learn to volunteer for academic fame.

5. What are the poems with the word "heart" in the poem "Heart Moon shines with clouds and follows the rhyme of Chongyang"?

Year: Yuan Author: Ma Yu

Devote oneself to vulgarity, second spirit and treasure. The three lights are clean and gathered, and the four seasons are spent, and the five parties are transported. It will take ten years to get rid of the six desires, not to let the seven emotions lead, to hold the eight precepts, and to pass the nine customs. Nine golden grasses have been cultivated in ten years. The sum of the eight veins is even, and there are seven saints and six tripods to help the Tao. Five elements duh out, four jia ye don't stay, three clean-ups, not two, one sex for fairy road.

Lu xinyue

Year: Song Author: Anonymous

Liu Xia struggles to draw dregs. The watermark is imperceptible red.

The moon looks at each other and is ashamed to return. They all sat by the pool and joined the phoenix flute.

Send something to Feng Chuxin.

Year: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang

Three-in-one inheritance tired of thinking, everyone remembers the time.

Playing the piano and playing the old tune belongs to Cao Cao, and Bao Bo begins with a farewell poem.

Years of empty letters have invaded the mirror.

I know from a distance that the mountain can still move with the pen sealed in my hand.

6. A poem with the word "heart" said that Zhang was in the later period of Shu Dao.

Guests compete for the sun and the moon, looking far away.

Autumn wind treats no one, go to Luoyang city first.

A traveler's song

The thread in the hand of kind-hearted mother Meng Jiao makes clothes for her wayward son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Wen Tianxiang, Yang Zijiang

I swam downwind in Beihai for a few days and came back from the head of the Yangtze River.

My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest.

Yongtianjia Nie Zhongyi

Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May.

Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.

I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle.

Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.

Du Fu in Spring

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.

Changshangyin

The shadow of mica screen candle is deep, the Yangtze River gradually falls, and the stars sink.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Nanhai Wen Tianxiang

When you come to the South China Sea, people die in chaos.

Red waves beat your heart, and the wind blows your sideburns.

One mountain returns one water, and no country is homeless.

Men's Millennium ambition, I am endless.

"Midnight Song" is unknown in north and south.

When I first wanted to know Lang, my two hearts were one.

If you put silk into the machine, you won't realize it.

Friends, if Luoyang friends ask me to come; Just say that I still bing Xin Okho, adhere to faith!

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.

The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

Without Cai Feng's wings, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

Through the spring wine, while it warms me, I will remind you how to gamble, divide the fire of Cao and cover the red light of the candle.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

If you plant flowers with your heart, you can't bloom.

Only under the eyebrows, but mentally.

Without Cai Feng's wings, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

Diligent in taking care of the world, he gave his heart to both generations.

The shepherd suffers, and the sunset dies.

It's boring to try the lights and I'm not in the mood to walk in the snow.

There is no need to seek a beautiful discount when everything is intentional.

Not because the soil is getting warmer, but because it is accustomed to the cold by nature.

We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

I integrate what I see and hear into my existence, soothe my senses and calm my mind.

The risk of evil human nature is high, and avoiding excess is modesty.

Clouds of smoke, detached from things.

Traces and noise, the heart will be moral and.

Sad leaves, but also know the period of coma.

Talents in Luoyang need the media more. Chyi Chin Snow White has no intention of doing so.

I didn't know as much as Chaisangling, but I still went back to Su Xilin.

After the spring breeze was indifferent, I saw that Wang Xiang's dream was also rare.

Although the solitary cloud is unintentional, it is used to teach the emperor. 、

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7. Which of the Tang and Song Ci poems containing the word "heart" contains flowers and hearts: Spring Looking at Du Fu: The petals have flowed like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.

Du Fu: Flowers, as high as my window, hurt the heart of a wanderer, because I see from this height that sadness is everywhere. Feng Yansi in the south of the Yangtze River recalls: tonight, the curtain is full of flowers and shadows, and the pillow is full of tears.

Huangfusong bamboo branches: hibiscus is United as one heart, and flowers should be pierced. He Fu followed four songs by Li He: The bridal chamber can't help thinking that bees are flower hearts.

Li He: Work hard for an inch, and snuff shines on the fish. Untitled Li Shangyin: Love in spring, even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes? .

Taoist temple Meng Haoran: When you look at the lotus, you know that you don't dye your heart. Untitled: Tang: the garden is full of grass, and I hate it every year, killing all the snuff at night! Wen Bodhisattva: Who knows what she is thinking? The moon is full of flowers.

Yu Meiren Huang Tingjian: Yutai got pink flowers because of jealousy, and they floated to her eyebrows. Wang Anshi: It's okay to fold one, but my poor son cherishes his heart.

Dao Ji: At first, I hated late flowering, but later I will miss you. Fan Chengda, a hibiscus in front of the window: Hard and lonely flowers break the slight cold, and the flower heart should be like a guest's sorrow.

Fan Chengda in spring: The garden tree sees three flowers in sorrow, but the dream is still thousands of miles away. Jiang Lv Zugao: You buy flowers with wine at such a young age. It's too confusing and old-fashioned

Falling in love with Zhu in autumn night: snuff burns the heart and tears grow on Luo sleeve. Wu Ji, a man with a full moon, said: The Southern Dynasties mourned for the ages and sang backyard flowers.

Liu Yin: I'm afraid that the spring in the south of the Yangtze River will fade away. My heart is full of plum blossoms. Zhao Meng: Who plays the flute in the rain at night, even when you are sad, doesn't listen to the backyard flowers.

My quicksand river: I have no intention of enjoying the beautiful autumn flowers, but it is not as people who used to be poor together know. There is a song that contains flowers and hearts (too many, only the famous one is chosen): Song of Eternal Sorrow Bai Juyi: the emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been on the throne for many years, looking for it and never finding it.

Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.

If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.

Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.

But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.

There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.

Her sisters and brothers were both given titles, a poor portal. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.

... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.

Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.

The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.

The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. A golden finch with green wings scratched his head. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.

Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.

But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking.

On the same day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I hesitated to go. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .

Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.

The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.

He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.

Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.

And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. Jin Que knocked on the jade fan in the west wing and asked a young girl named Baoyu, telling her both.

This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen.

Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony. A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat.

Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.

Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.

So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.

"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.

On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Pipa and Bai Juyi: I see guests off by the Xunyang River, and the maple leaves and rushes whisper in autumn.

I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music. Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.

We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left. We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.

We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again. However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.

... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.

She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.

Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.

Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice. The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.

Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk. The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.

She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite. Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.

She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians. Song often impressed people, and her beauty envied all the leading dancers.

How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song. And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.

Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention. Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.

There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman. Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.

And she has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary. Around the cabin, the moon and the river are cold. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.

Her first guitar note made me sigh again.

8. A beautiful poem has a heart-shaped word: visitors compete for the sun and the moon, and the journey can be expected.

There are strangers in the forest, but the eternal heart is in the voice. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.

I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. When people don't know how to be happy, they will say that it is a drop in the bucket to take time off to learn the drama of the young world. My heart is like a tough pillar, and I am humble.

The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. On the spring night, the Huaihe River helped each other and loved each other. I kept Guo Sicang coming again and again.

Break up, leave each other and live in my heart. Tragic things tell you not to end, but the sun is setting and you have to break up again.

When the mood falls, the autumn sound can't be heard. She frowned and bent her fingers, then started her music and talked about endless things in your heart.

Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk. The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.

Its bitter heart may now be occupied by black ants and white ants, but its scented leaves used to be the nests of phoenixes and pheasants. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Who knows if he is still singing? Who is worried about the table?

The flames of bonfires in Kyoto, Chang 'an City, crude gas oil. Shocked to see out, China people tremble with fear, the original Korean army camp.

Wan Li fame, sorrow in a cup. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

Although the shepherd drives the horse, he is obedient and white-haired and obedient. The mountain is heartbroken without hatred, and the water falls into the dream stream.

Worrying about the country and loneliness makes me cry, and Pinghu is a strong man's heart. Believe in your own feet, you can know the old road, and you can recognize your neighbors when you are shocked.

There is nothing like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.

Today, the mountain city is sad not only for autumn, but also for tears.