Crack down on counterfeit Internet celebrity poems forged by modern people

Cracking down on counterfeit Internet celebrity poems by modern people

The pseudo-instructor Du Mu in "Meeting Friends"

Getting to know Jun at the beginning is like returning from an old friend. The bright moon is new in the world, I miss you most in the morning and evening.

"Poem of the Ten Commandments" Pseudo Tsangyang Gyatso

First, it is best not to meet each other, so as not to fall in love. The second is that it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other. Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so that you will not owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other. Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to abandon each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so that we can not meet. Seventh, it is best not to misunderstand each other, so that there will be no negative consequences. Eighth, it is best not to agree to each other, so that there will be no continuity. Ninth, it is best not to depend on each other, so you can not depend on each other. The tenth is best not to meet each other, so you can avoid getting together. But once we have seen each other, we know each other. It is better to see each other than to not see each other again. Ande and you are inseparable, so we don't have to worry about missing each other in life and death.

"The Peony Pavilion" pretends to support Tang Xianzu

I was shocked to realize that I didn't show my lovesickness. It turned out that it was just because I had already penetrated my bones and I didn't know where the love started. The hatred is nowhere to be found and is gone with a smile. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.

"Old Age" by Du Fu

In our twilight years, we sit in the courtyard, listening to the sound of rain, and watching the shadow of the moon under the dense stars. Flowers bloom and fall in memory of Jiangnan. When you talk about the past, I paint about the past. May there be time to look back and grow old with deep affection.

"The Broken Flower" is a fake entrustment to Li Qingzhao

Flowers bloom and fall without regrets. Destiny comes and goes like water. The flowers fade because the flowers bloom, and the flowers fly away because the flowers are sad. The sorrow of flowers is the tears of flowers, and the tears of flowers are the broken flowers. Flowers dance, flowers shed tears, flowers cry and petals fly. For whom do you thank the flowers when they bloom? For whom do you feel sad when the flowers wither?

"If you have no intention, I will give up" False trust Zhang Ruoxu

If you have no intention, I will give up. Qingshan only recognizes Baiyun Shi. The falling rhyme of the flying spring is pleasant in summer, and the floating leaves become poems in autumn. Fifteen situations, pity on the cold moon, three thousand wishes on the stars. The past, shadows, and events are all illusory, and the majestic energy originally penetrated the bullfighting.

"Six Chapters of a Floating Life" False Trust Shen Fu

No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me whether the porridge is warm. No one turned off the lights with me, and no one asked me to read for half my life. It’s late at night with no one to accompany me, no one to share the wine with me. No one wipes my tears of lovesickness, no one dreams of me and my past. No one is with me to look at the stars, no one wakes me up and my tea is cold. No one listens to my heartfelt words, no one interprets the dreams in my heart. No one restrains my tears when I speak, and no one worries that I walk alone. Looking back at the desolate place, no one was waiting in the dimly lit place.

"Ancient Lovesickness Song" Pseudo-entrusted to the Han Yuefu

Thirteenth and Jun Chu met, and they were playing with silk and bamboo in the prince's house. It's just because I feel that you look back on me that it makes me think about your days and evenings. When I saw you again, I was fifteen, and I performed a colorful dance for you. It's a pity that the years are like morning dew. When will I hold my house in the mud nest?