Kapok Road: In The Poem, The Beautiful Woman Is Picturesque

The mountain, the water,

Walking to Yuguan,

Night night light.
As soon as the wind changes, so does the snow,

It's hard to break the country's dreams,

There is no such sound in my hometown.

——Long Xiangsi by Nalan Xingde

Before I knew it, it was the lunar new year,

At this time of year,

Homebound wanderers, lovers separated from each other

Friends I haven't seen for a long time Missing in my heart

As the time of reunion approaches, the days multiply.

So he picked up a piece of "long Xiangsi",

We talked about the comfort of missing,

Also looking for the curly Yiren in poetry.

Wang Guozhen, a famous poet, once wrote:
Missing is a kind of beautiful loneliness.

In ancient times, there are many good sentences that have been handed down for thousands of years

It's the feeling that people miss.

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon and look down on your hometown"

In the dead of night,

Li Bai, a worker who has been busy for a day

I began to miss my hometown.

"Tossing and turning, sleeping and thinking about clothes",

Some amazing people can attract people to love at first sight

Those works with the name of "long Acacia"

It is also full of emotion and emotion, which is worth reading and rereading.

A cloud, a jade shuttle,

Light clothes are thin.

She frowns lightly.
The autumn wind is abundant and the rain is harmonious,

There are three or two plantains outside the curtain.

How can the night grow!

——Li Yu's long Xiangsi: a whirlpool of clouds

Beautiful women in beautiful clothes wear their hair in a bun,

A hairpin was stuck on his head,

The color is soft and the skirt is elegant,

It is like a lotus in the water, elegant and fresh.

Frown gently because of missing,

The charm is so pitiful.

One mountain, two mountains.

The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the water is cold,

Acacia maple leaf pill.
Chrysanthemum bloom, chrysanthemum remnant.

The wild geese fly high and the people have not returned,

A curtain of leisure.

——Long Xiangsi · yichongshan by Li Yu

Yearning to climb over the mountains,

Red maple leaf, drunk Yaju.

Walking on the journey of life,

Let the flying natural vegetation

Go away with my missing.

When I look back, I caress Yunbin,

The graceful figure is just like the person in the painting,

Long hair flutters, the bead hairpin shakes,

My beautiful years and my hair,

A smile, with the taste of a lady.

Long term Acacia, in Chang'an.
The autumn crows the golden well,

The pale frost makes the mat cold.
I don't know what I want to do,

Curling curtains looking at the moon and sighing in the sky.
The lady is just like a beautiful flower, but we are separated by so long distance!

——Li Bai's long Xiangsi (1)

In the frost season, everything is lonely,

I miss the beautiful woman I can't miss,

She's like a flower in full bloom,

Seems to be very close, near in front of the eyes;

But far away, far away from the clouds.

Flowers like Yi, willows like Yi.

Flower willow youth parting.

He bowed his head and wept.
The east of the Yangtze River and the west of the Yangtze River.

Mandarin ducks fly in two places.

When we meet.

——Ouyang Xiu's long Xiangsi flower like Yi

When we leave,

The beauty is a flower and a willow.

All the beautiful and gentle words

It's not too much for her.

Even if it's just separated,

Lovesickness has passed like a year.

Wushan is deep. It's deeper than the mountains.

Jinyuyin, a beautiful woman in the empty valley.

Who knows.

The night was deep. It's missing.

Leisure but plum blossom a piano.

The moon is high in the forest of pine and bamboo.

——Wang Yuanliang's "long Xiangsi: crossing the snow River"

On the riverside of high mountains,

The beauty's song evokes the love of lovesickness,

There are pines and bamboos here, and a melody of plum blossom,

Even if lonely, there is no lack of poetic.

It was heavy with smoke and snow.

Snow heaps on plum branches,

Where does spring return!
Drunk eyes open, sleeping eyes open,

Where is the thin shadow?

From the teaching plug pipe to urge.

——Wu Shuji's "long Xiangsi Ling · smoke falling"

Missing spring in winter,

In the snow season,

Chinese people's melancholy

Always come with elegance,

Half, half, touching.

Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright.

The sound of leaves and leaves of parasol.

Hard to teach, dreams come true.
The trees and birds are startled.

The wild geese fly across the sky.

Partial injury to passengers.

——Li Panlong's "long Xiangsi · clear autumn wind"

In cold autumn and winter, Geese migrate,

Travelers on the road add more sadness.

But as long as there is love,

We have a place to return and a date to return.

The Spring Festival is approaching,

I don't know if you have set foot on the return journey at this moment?

Long term acacia is a romantic feeling,

It is also a kind of warm happiness.

Those who roam in the Acacia poetry,

I don't know how many amazing once.

I hope you will have some thoughts and Thoughts on this journey,

Wish all good things come on schedule!