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Poems about candles _ Sentences praising candles

Du Mu's Farewell

Affectionate but always ruthless,

I just want to smile before I die.

Candle has a heart, say goodbye,

Cry for others until dawn.

Li Yu's words began to shine, and the dragon and candle would fight. (Under "Kong Tie")

Tian e's miscellaneous songs hurt the night alone, put out the candle and lie in the blue room. I'm afraid I'm sentimental about the moon. I'll take care of the bed. ***

Miscellaneous songs, the sixth song, there is no figure in the boudoir candle, and Luo Ping has a dream soul. I'm tired of music recently, and I watch the military gate all day. Zhang

Miscellaneous songs, palace music, moonlight, colorful floating Luan hall, anvil sound across the phoenix building. The water sill sings, and the red candle welcomes autumn first.

Xue's ballads, ancient songs, beautiful women near red candles, candles sitting and cutting new brocade. You know you haven't slept at night by playing with a knife often. His beauty has become haggard since he became a king (Jia's poem). Thinking of you is like a candle, frying your heart and containing your tears. the Chen Dynasty

From the monarch (Jia Shi), from the monarch, the mirror is red. Missing you is like a candle at night, frying thousands of tears. Yangshi island

Dance (Yang Xidao's poems) is like snow, but also like early flowers in spring. Branches turn into candles, a kind of oblique wind. Jiang's two ancient songs, Beauty Pass red candle sitting alone to cut new brocade. Play with scissors often, and you will know when it is cold at night.

Untitled Li Shangyin

Every night, candles will dry the wick, and silkworms in spring will weave until they die.

"White Candle" poem (dedicated to her husband) Sun Shi

Jingsheng is fragrant with silver, and a piece of white jade is cold.

He was forbidden to appear in Night of Spring Breeze, and he read it carefully.

Nagato candle Wang Jian

The candle is dim in front of the bed in autumn night, and the copper pot drips late at dawn.

The residual light is still blowing, when the children's palace is awake.

Farewell to Du Mu

Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.

The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

Bai Juyi's night

Half drunk, wandering around the east bank of the lake, whipping the stirrup.

There are tens of thousands of pines in the green hills, and miles of sand banks in the bright moon.

The corner of the building gradually moved into the shadow of the road, and the tide was about to cross the river.

I didn't go on strike when I came back. I drew a halberd door and opened a candle red.

Bai Juyi was rewarded by Li Langzhong on a snowy night.

It's a pity that the goose feather snows heavily tonight, which makes a crane feel high.

The red candle is as bright as day, and the green carpet is as warm as spring.

Very full of golden liquid, more than a foot high white jade dust in the atrium.

In this regard, if you want to stay in the king, you can stay, and you can have a blind date.

Cold food (once cooked, it happens every day) Han Yi

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.

As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

Huaqing Palace Qing Lao Wang Jian

The dust is rushing to the side, and thousands of officials send six dragons back at night.

In front of the car, the moon shines in tears, and the horse blows candle ash.

The princess's dressing room is locked with gold, and Tang Dianfei Yu Lian opens it.

Sometimes when I hear music outside the cloud, I know that the first emperor is taking a bath.

Mudan Li shangyin

The brocade coat first rolled Mrs. Wei, and the embroidery was piled up over the king of Hubei.

He put down his hand to carve Yu Pei and danced his waist to jump the Yujin skirt.

Have you ever cut out fashionable candles and smoked incense burners?

I am a colored pen in my dream, and I want to send a book to the cloud.

Four Poems of Yantai Dongli Shangyin

Sunrise in the east, sunset in the west, the female phoenix flies alone, and the female dragon is few.

Qingxi Baishi is not opposite, and the hall is far away.

The frozen wall is covered with frost, the fragrant roots are broken, and the heart is dead.

The waves beat the toad, and the moon moths may not be beautiful.

Chu Guan is full of worries, and the empty city dances with his waist.

At that time, Huan was performing in the palm of his hand, and his peach root was a twin sister.

Broken short and cold, white jade swallow, golden cicada singing.

When the windmill rains, the horse won't support it, and the candle cries red and complains.

Wen gave it to the Oriental Xue Neng next door as a gift.

The book in the bag was written in the mountains, and the poor people by the sea begged for food.

On the first night of his son Mochow's boarding, the ancients only liked to wander around.

The boat was scattered on the Jiangting, between the county banquet candles.

From then on, the movement stopped fighting, and the Han soldiers were neither arrayed nor barbaric.

Send Li's textbook to Jia Dao, Kyrgyzstan.

This is great luck, and good times can move.

A Night Different from Cows and Girls is the Order of the Phoenix.

In the spring breeze, in front of candles.

Poems and songs, husbands and philosophers have a good wife.

Sit at night and send a message to a friend.

Nine lights and empty windows, hoping to escape boredom and dislike different things.

Meng Xiao didn't leave Golden Knee, so early cold went to Shiping first.

It's a pity that it's Sanqiu now, and the candle is still one inch red.

You should roll up the curtains and look at the white teeth and the phoenix tree in the mirror.

Yan Shu, champion

Flat peaches ripen easily at sea, and the moon on the earth is long and round. Only when breaking up and parting, it is often difficult to meet each other when leaving. This situation needs to be asked. Candles shed tears until dawn, and lampblack produces smoke every day. A little sad and sad, it is said that Qin Zheng has a string. He was a detailed biography.

Nanxiangzi Su Shi

Where to lean. A tall building with a string tube is a full moon. Wan Li, Hu Die's dream home, still exists. When you get old, you will be strong and forgive yourself. Mirror borrows beauty. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams. Candles are half-caged gold and jade, and they have more apertures. Embroidery was burned and slept alone.

Like a dream, he Zhu

It's hard to say goodbye when you meet. What is the limit of Qin Yu Thought? The eyebrows are only for sorrow, and the word Yuanyang is ashamed. Gaunt. Gaunt. Candles are tied into red tears.