Chapter 14: Love Poems
Touching the fish, Yanqiu words
Yi Chou went to the test and merged with the state, and said to the goose catcher: "I got a goose today, and I killed it." Those who escaped from the net screamed and could not go, but threw themselves to the ground and died. "Because of the bought, buried on the Fenshui, the stone is known, called "Yanqiu". Most of the companions are poems, and there are also "Yanqiu Ci". There was no palace merchant in the past, and now it is revised.
Ask the world, what is love, and what is the promise of life and death?
The south and the north are double flyers, and the old wings are cold and hot several times.
Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.
You should have said: Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?
Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat.
The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind.
The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess.
Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu.
Mrs. Xiang
The emperor descended to Beizhu, and his eyes were sorrowful.
The autumn wind is curling, and the Dongting is under the rippling leaves.
Ascend to the white sage and look forward to it, and the good time is in the sunset.
What is the bird, and what is the wood?
Yuan has Zhixi and Lan, and Si Gongzi did not dare to speak.
Looking far away, watching the flowing water.
What is the Moose in the Garden?
Towards the gallop Yu Ma Xi Jiang Gao, Xi Ji Xi Xi.
Wen Jiaren is summoned and will pass away.
Build a room in the water, and cover the lotus.
The purple altar of the wall is sown, and the pepper is sown.
Gui Dong Xi Lan Lu, Xin Yi Linxi Pharmacy.
Reckless lixi for the curtain, and the shelf is open.
The white jade is the town, and the sparse stone orchid is the fragrance.
Zhi Xi Lotus House, Du Heng.
Hebai grass is a solid garden, and the door is built to be fragrant.
The nine peaks are colorful and welcome, and the spirit is like a cloud.
Donate the rest of the river, and leave the rest of the river.
If you are far away, you will be far away.
Don't be sudden, talk about it.
Nine Songs: Mountain Ghosts
If someone is in the mountains, he will be taken by Xue Lixi.
is both embarrassed and smiling, Zi Muyu is good at smiling.
Take the red leopard from the civet dog, and the Xinyi car is tied to the laurel flag.
was taken by Shi Lanxi to Du Heng, and he was left behind.
The rest of the secluded place will never see the sky, and the road will be dangerous and difficult to come alone.
The table is independent of the mountain, and the clouds are tolerant and down.
The sun is dark, and the east wind is raining the gods.
Stay spiritually and forget to return, and the years are both Yan Xi and Huayu.
Picking three shows in the mountains, stone Lei Lei and Ge vines.
The resentful son is sad and forgets to return, and I can't be idle.
The people in the mountains are full of flowers, drinking stone springs and pine and cypress,
Jun Si, I was skeptical.
Thunder fills the rain, chirps and chirps at night.
The wind is sassy and the wood is Xiao Xiao, and Si Gongzi is away from worry.
Two long trunk lines
The concubine was covered at the beginning of the forehead, and the flower was folded in front of the drama.
Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion,
Fourteen is a gentleman's wife, and her shame has not been opened.
Bow your head to the dark wall, and you won't be able to call it once.
Fifteen began to raise eyebrows, willing to be with dust and ashes.
Always hold the pillar letter, how can you go to the Wangfu Tower.
Sixteen gentlemen traveled far away, and Qutang was piled up.
May is untouchable, and the ape mourns in the sky.
Late in front of the door, a lifetime of green moss.
The moss is deep and can not be swept, and the autumn wind is early.
In August, Hu Diehuang flies and flies to the West Garden grass.
Feeling this sad concubine's heart, she sat sad and old.
Morning and evening, three chins, pre-book newspapers.
We don't have a long way to go, until the long wind and sand.
In the deep boudoir of the concubine, I don't know the smoke and dust.
Marry a long-term man, and wait for the wind in the sand.
In May, the south wind is prosperous, and Sijun is under the chin tomb.
The west wind rises in August, and I want to carry forward my son.
How to be sad when you go, see less and part, and leave more.
Xiangtan has arrived in a few days, and the concubine dreams of more turmoil.
Last night's wind blew the riverhead tree.
Miao Miao is dark and boundless, where are the pedestrians.
It is good to ride the floating clouds, and the good period is Lanzhu East.
The mandarin duck is on the green pampas, and the jade brocade is in the screen.
More than fifteen self-pitying, the color is peach blossom red.
As a merchant woman, she is sad about the water and the wind.