A poem describing an unknown mind

1, "Bodhisattva Man presented a gift to Prime Minister Ye at Shangxin Pavilion in Jinling"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Qingshan wants to speak in a superior language. There are countless horses. Smoke and rain are low. Hope will never come. ?

People talk with their heads. Always worried about being white. Clap your hands and laugh at Sha Ou. I am full of sadness.

Castle Peak is interested in talking with elegant people, while Malik is rushing, which will follow. But wandering in the misty rain, unable to reach. People say that the gray hair on the head is caused by sadness. If so, I can't help clapping my hands and laughing at those white Sha Ou, which are full of sadness.

2, "Gu Tian Dai Ren Fu"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.

Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.

Western jackdaw in the west returned to his home at sunset, and there was a sad scene. Only the willows in the pond show green buds. If I didn't personally feel the pain of parting, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad to be bald.

When you are separated from the intestine, tears will flow desperately. With the love of acacia, I once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that you and I are blocked by the mountain, but I still can't help but lean on the railing and stare.

3. "A plum, red lotus root fragrance, autumn jade"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.

Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

The pink lotus has withered, the fragrance has dispersed, and the smooth jade bamboo mat has the coolness of autumn. Untie the silk skirt, put on casual clothes and go aboard alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? By the time the geese flew back, the moonlight had spread all over the west building.

Falling flowers alone, flowing water alone. We all miss each other, but we can't talk to each other, so we have to be unhappy alone. This lovesick sorrow can't be sent away. It just disappeared from the wrinkled brow and was faintly entangled in my heart. ?

4. "Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands"

Song dynasty: Lu you

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!

In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, but you are as far away as the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the joy so thin. Full of sadness, life is bleak after leaving for a few years. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!

Spring remains the same, but people are haggard and emaciated. Tears washed away the rouge on my face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms were blown off by the wind and sprinkled on cold ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!

5. "357 words/? Autumn wind ci

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,

When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. ?

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.

Autumn wind is sad, autumn moon is clear. The fallen leaves in the wind sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, and the western Western jackdaw, which has already inhabited, is also startled by this sound. I look forward to seeing you again, but I don't know when, at this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry.

Walking into the door of acacia, I know the pain of acacia, the eternal memory of acacia, but the short-lived acacia is endless. I knew that acacia was so entangled in my heart that I didn't know it at the beginning.