w.haolusi.com "Acacia" Tang Wang Wei Red beans grow in the southern country, and in spring, they grow a few branches. May you harvest more, this thing is most cherished. "Zhuzhi Ci" Tang Liu Yuxi The willows are green and the river is level, and the sound of stepping on the Langjiang River is heard. The sun rises in the east and the rain in the west, but the road is clear with some sunshine. "Liuzhi Ci" Tang Liu Yuxi The Qingjiang River has a thousand willows, and twenty years ago, it was an old Banqiao. Once bid farewell to the beautiful woman on the bridge, wishing there was no news to this day. Untitled Tang Li Shangyin Last night, the stars were shining, and last night, the wind was blowing. To the west of the painting tower is the east of Guitang. Without the wings of colorful phoenixes, there is a spiritual connection in the heart. Sending a warm spring wine with a hook across the seats, dividing the grass and shining with a red wax lamp. I listen to the drum to respond to the official's departure, and walk around the Malantai class to turn around. Untitled Tang Li Shangyin It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless, leaving behind a hundred flowers. A spring silkworm may not stop spinning silk until death, a candle's tears dry only when it's burned down to ashes. At dawn, I am worried about the changing clouds and temples, and at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is no way to go from here to Pengshan, and the green birds are eager to explore. "Sending North in the Night Rain" Tang Li Shangyin You ask that there is no time for your return, as the night rain on Bashan rises in the autumn pond. When we cut the western window candles together, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan. Jinse Tang Li Shangyin Jinse has fifty inexplicable strings, one string and one pillar, reflecting on the years of glory. Zhuangsheng dreams of falling in love with butterflies, looking forward to the emperor's spring heart supporting the cuckoo. The bright moon in the vast sea has tears, and the warm jade in the blue fields produces smoke. This situation can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time. Farewell Tang Du Mu Affectionate yet always ruthless, only feeling unable to smile in front of the bottle. Candles bid farewell with a heart, shedding tears for others until dawn. "Moonlight Three or Five Nights" Tang Yuanzhen Waiting for the moon in the west wing, the windward door is half open. Brushing against the wall, the flower shadows move, suspecting that a jade figure has come. "Li Si" Tang Yuanzhen People who truly loved once are far more likely to love again. Looking back at the lazy flowers, half cultivating and half cultivating. "The Title of the Capital City Nanzhuang" Tang Cuihu Last year, today in this gate, the human face and peach blossoms complement each other in red. People don't know where their faces are going, but peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. "Inscription on Red Leaves" Tang Palace Female Han (Biography) The flowing water is too swift, and the deep palace is idle every day. Gracefully thank the red leaves, so that we can go to the mortal world.