Ask for two songs, how many classic songs?

Qingyu case: Yuan Xi Xin abandoned the disease.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow **wisps, the laughter is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd looked for him thousands, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

Water tune song head Su Shi.

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.

I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

Yulin bell. Willow.

Forever. The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless. Thinking of going to a thousand miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival.

Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time.

Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to!

Jiang Chengzi remembered the dream on the twentieth night of the first month of the first month. Sue. Shi.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

Works: Water Tune Song Head.

Content: When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky.

I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

Date: Northern Song Dynasty.

Works: Fisherman's Pride.

Content: The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention.

The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, Yan Ran has no plan, and Qiang Guan is full of frost.

People are sleepless, and the general's white hair is in tears.

The first one. The water spirit is the curtain, the glass is the pillow, how exquisite and exquisite; Colorful brocade, scented with warm incense, how rich and warm. When the mandarin duck is provoked, it should always be the mandarin duck climbing, right?

However, there is no lover in the dream, and there is no charm. The willows on the river like smoke, a hook of the waning moon in the sky, and a line of geese seem to be high and clear, and they also bring some melancholy.

The second song, do you want Wen Tingyun's or Li Yu's?

I have the first one.

Queqiao Immortal Qin Guan.

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man travels in the dark; As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge; If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

The second fisherman's pride Fan Zhongyan.

The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention, and the sound of the corners rises on all sides. In the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city. A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, Yan Ran has no plan, and Qiang Guan is full of frost. People are sleepless, and the general's white hair is in tears.

The third song is Zhou Bangyan.

Burning agarwood, killing the heat, birds and birds calling for sunshine, invading the eaves language. The early sun on the leaves is dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts it one by one. Hometown is far away, when to go, live in Wumen, and have been a Chang'an brigade for a long time. May fisherman remembers each other, Xiao Ji light boat, dreaming of Furong Pu.

The fourth song appeals to the heartfelt land tour.

In that year, he was looking for a marquis and a horse was stationed in Liangzhou. Where is Guan He's dream, the dust is dark and the old mink Qiu. Hu is not extinguished, and the temples are autumn. Who would have expected it in this life? The heart is in the Tianshan Mountains, and the body is old in Cangzhou.

The fifth water tune song head Su Shi.

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.

The high place is not cold, dancing to figure out the shadow, how can it be in the world? Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

The sixth song is drunk with flowers, Li Qingzhao.

The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the golden beast is sold in the brain. The festival is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn cupboard, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrated. After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

The seventh song, Xijiang Yue, Xin abandons the disease.

The bright moon is not frightening, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, at the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned around and the stream was suddenly seen.

Li Yu "Seeing Joy".

Silently go up to the west building, the moon is like a hook, the lonely Wutong deep courtyard, and the lock is Qingqiu.

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful, don't be a general taste in the heart.

Li Qingzhao "Like a Dream Order".

Last night, the wind and rain were sparse, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine.

I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same.

Did you know? Did you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Li Qingzhao "Like a Dream Order".

I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back.

Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower.

Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

Lu You, "Appealing to the Heart".

Back then, thousands of miles were looking for a marquis, and a horse was in Liangzhou. Where is Guan He's dream, the dust is dark and the old mink Qiu.

Hu is not extinguished, the temples are autumn, and tears are empty. Who would have expected in this life, the heart is in the Tianshan Mountains, and the body is old in Cangzhou.

Su Shi "Fortune Operator".

The lack of the moon hangs the dredging tree, the leakage of the initial quietness of the people, who sees the lonely person coming and going, the ethereal lonely shadow is startled but turns back, there is no one to hate, pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the lonely sandbar cold land tour "Fortune Operator".

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It's already dusk and I'm sad alone, and the wind and rain have no intention of fighting for spring, and the group is jealous, scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as the old Zhang Ji "Guazhou on the Moon".

Jiangtou sees the new autumn again, how sad is it? Where is Shenzhou?

Heroes hate, ancient and modern tears, water flows. Only the fishing rod and the bright moon are on the melon island.

How about Dai Zongfu, Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

Song Ci: Yan Shu.

When the swallow came, the pear blossom lagged behind Qingming. Three or four points of green moss on the pond, one or two yellow orioles at the bottom of the leaves. The day is long and the fly is light.

Qiaoxiao is a female companion in the east, and she is greeted in the mulberry picking path. It is suspected that last night's spring dream was good, and it turned out to be a win in the grass today. Laughter is born from both faces.

It's not going to be an exam, kid

When will there be a bright moon

Preface: Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking Dadan, drunk, making this article, and conceiving a child.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable.

Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!

Zhuan Zhu Pavilion, low Qi [qǐ] household, according to sleepless.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

Slow Voice: Seeking and Seeking

Li Qingzhao. Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy and be in a hurry late? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

Yellowfare flowers are piled up all over the ground. Haggard and damaged, who can pick it up now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark? Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!