Recalling the youth singing and drinking, traces of that time.
Lanqiao appointment, regretful road separated. Horse hooves pass by, and the old alleys are still there. Sighing about the past, each and every one of them is so sad and desolate. ——Singing wine.
The song of resentment lasts forever, and all the beautiful pots are knocked down.
I hate that spring is gone, and I don't expect it from others. It's dark at night, and the empty ground is full of pear blossoms and snow. ——Ge Yong.
Lihua Guqin, the moon is cold and the dust is clear.
The grass is young and passionate. No matter how old the world is, I will keep you alone. ——Chen Qing.
Although the sun is shining brightly, autumn is finally here. There is a lot of wind and rain beside the hesitating lotus, so I forget that there is a message from the end of the world. ——Autumn dusk.
The new clothes have been discarded, but I still look for the old spring clothes. ——Luo Yi.
Have we met on the street? It's empty to form a bad relationship, red rain falls, leave me to live among the flowers. ——Hongyu
The candle is dim and the moon is cold, life and death are hard to find, the cold shadow of the slanted window is hard to find, the beauty is hard to find. ——Han Ying.
I pity Yuqiong Tower and spend my time in the sea of clouds. The morning light is rising, where is Yi? ——Qionglou.