The moths are not blowing, the green luan is cold, the flowers are in the shade, and I sleep behind the curtain. I have repeatedly predicted good times, but I hate money without proof. Who sent a letter to the end of the world, taking advantage of the east wind, to return to the ship in a hurry. Even if it drifts, the yard is full of poplar flowers,

It's still before spring.

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Tang Dynasty·Li Shangyin's "Spring Night Self-Dispatch"

The earth is better than the remaining things in the world, and the body is free to think about the years.

The wind blows through the bamboos in the clear evening, and the moon blooms in the late night.

The rocks are disordered and the spring is swallowed, and the moss is barren and the path is slanted.

Tao Ran relied on gin and wine and forgot about the mountain home.

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"Cold Food" by Han Hong of the Tang Dynasty

Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling in the cold weather.

At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.

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Song Dynasty·Mei Yaochen's "Mountain Trip to Lushan"

Suitable and wild, the mountains are high and low again.

The beautiful peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely and confusing.

The frost falls, the bear rises in the trees, and the deer drinks from the stream in the empty forest.

Where are they? There is a sound of chicken outside the clouds.

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Wei Jin·Anonymous "Dong Fugong"

Cheng Leshi, Dong Fu;

Traveling to Siguo, Dong fled.

Meng Tianen, Dong Fu;

With gold and purple, Dong fled.

To express gratitude, Dong fled;

Riding the whole car, Dong fled.

On the verge of death, Dong fled;

With Zhongci, Dong fled.

Out of the west gate, Dong fled;

Looking at the palace, Dong fled.

Wangjing City, Dong fled;

Day and night are over, and Dong flees.

Heartbroken, Dong fled.

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Um...well, what did you say?

(Why does it feel like I’ve posted it before?)

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Tang Dynasty·Liu Yuxi's "Egret"

Egret, the most elegant.

The new sweater is no match for the snow, and the birds are noisy and silent.

The grass is sleeping alone, and the gurgling stones have been standing for a long time.

There are no clouds in the front mountain, flying away into the distant blue.

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Tang Dynasty Gao Shi's "A Gift to Zhang Jiuxu after Drunk"

There are many strangers in the world, but this man is not like that.

Xing Lai's writing is from the Holy Spirit, and his drunken words are especially brilliant.

The white hair is old and busy, but the blue clouds are at present.

How much more sleep can you get with a bottle of wine by your bedside?

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Pre-Qin·Anonymous "Ting Liao"

How is the night going? The night is still young, the courtyard is burning with light. When the gentleman comes to an end, the sound of the luan will be heard.

How is the night going? The night is still dark, and the courtyard is burning with smoke. When a gentleman comes to a halt, the luan's sound is heard.

How is the night? At night and in the morning, the courtyard is lit with brilliance. A gentleman stops and watches his flag.

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Song Dynasty Chao Chongzhi's "Spring Day"

The Yinyin stream is meandering with greenery, and the light turns the shallow sand on the ground.

The geese and ducks don't know the end of spring, they are rushing to follow the flowing water to take advantage of the peach blossoms.

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Tang Dynasty·Li Bai's "Jingzhou Song"

There is a lot of trouble near Baidi City. Who dares to cross Qutang in May?

The wheat in Jingzhou matures into a cocoon and turns into a moth. There are many clues in spinning silk to remember you.

The g is flying and the sound is flying, but what do you think of my concubine?

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Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi's "A Drink on a Snowy Night as a Gift to Mengde"

We are both lazy gardeners, and we face the miserable y and snowy weather together.

Drinking wine and touring forever all night long, smiling widely to see off the remaining years.

After a long time, he became an old man and was often called Sanxian.

Call me a Sanxian, I have seen the East China Sea turn into a mulberry field.

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Tang Dynasty·Jia Dao's "Send to Korea and Chaozhou for Recovery"

This heart once went on a boat with Mulan to the head of the tide in the south of the sky.

The chapter that separates the mountains comes to Huayue, and the letters that leave the customs pass through the Longliu River.

The peak hangs over the post road, the clouds are broken, and the sea soaks the roots of the old trees in the city.

Overnight the miasma of smoke and wind swept away, and at the beginning of the bright moon, I went up to Langxi Tower.

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"Partridge" by Zheng Gu of the Tang Dynasty

Warm play, misty smoke, brocade wings, and good quality deserve to be close to the pheasant.

The green grass passes by the lake in the dusk of , and the flowers fall and sing in the Huangling Temple.

When a wanderer first hears that Zheng's sleeves are wet, a beautiful lady sings with her green eyebrows low.

The Xiangjiang River is broad and the bitter bamboo grove is deep, and the sun faces west.

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Yuan Dynasty·Liu Yange "Taichang Yin·Qian Qi returns to Shandong"

When my old friend sent me out of Yangguan, I had no intention of locking and carving a saddle.

It is difficult to say goodbye between the present and the past. Who could paint the distant mountains of Emei?

A farewell drink, a shout of Du Yu, loneliness and the end of spring.

In the small building under the bright moon, there were tears of lovesickness on the first night.

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"Wild Chrysanthemum" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
To be continued...