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Dreams are far away, and books are urged to become ink.
Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.
After the dream, the building is locked, the curtain hangs low when the wine wakes up, when the hatred comes in the spring last year, the falling flowers are independent, the micro swifts fly the butterflies in the dream, and the rhododendron branches and mountains are three watches.
The lover complains about the night, but he is lovesick at night, the candle is full of mercy, the clothes are dewed, and he is unbearable to give away, and he has a good time to sleep.
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Date]: Song.
Author]: Qin Guan.
Works]: Man Tingfang.
Contents]: The mountains are smeared with slight clouds, the sky is sticky and the grass is decaying, and the sound of the horn is broken.
Suspend the conquest and talk about the total detachment.
How many old things in Penglai, looking back, there is a lot of smoke.
Outside the sunset, jackdaws are ten thousand points, and flowing water surrounds the lonely village.
Ecstasy, at this time, the sachet is secretly dissolved, and Luo is lightly divided.
He won the Qinglou and Bo survived.
When will you see you here?
On the sleeves, there are empty cry marks.
At the injured point, the high-rise building is broken, and the lights are already dusk.
Date]: Tang.
Author]: Li Shangyin.
Works]: Chang'e.
Contents]: The mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the Yangtze River is gradually falling.
Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are night and night.
Date]: Tang.
Author]: Li Shangyin.
Artwork]: Untitled.
Contents]: Coming is empty words to go to extinction, and the moon is inclined upstairs for five watches.
Dreams are far away, and books are urged to become ink.
Wax shines on half a cage of gold jadeite, musk smoke slightly embroidered hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan far away, and he was even more separated by Pengshan by 10,000 weights.
Date]: Song.
Author]: Su Shi.
Works]: Jiang Chengzi.
Contents]: Ten years of life and death.
Don't think about it, it's unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. [1]
Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.
Come and dream at night.
Xiao Xuan window, dressing.
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.
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In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy.
思念, a Chinese word, pinyin sī niàn, means to miss; Miss; refers to recollection; Consider; Ponder; Thoughts; Idea.
Han Xunyue's "Han Ji Wudi Ji V": "I miss Mrs. Li a lot. ”
Song Su Shi's "Answer to the Book": "It has been half a year since I arrived in Huang, and there are often few friends, and I miss my father. ”
The ninety-ninth chapter of the Chronicles of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty: "Wang Sun Yiren is in Zhao, misses the prince's wife, has the gift of filial piety, and entrusts him to transfer it." These small rituals are also the king's grandson's concubine. ”
Biye's "Ode to a Famous City": "I miss Lanzhou, a famous city in the upper reaches of the Yellow River. ”
Hanshu Guangling King Liu Xu Biography": "It's been a long time, please return to think of Gu right." ”
Han Dong Zhongshu's "Spring and Autumn Dew, Jade Cup": "There is no ambition to mourn far away today, and reflecting on the marriage is the most ill of "Spring and Autumn". ”
Han Huankuan's "Salt and Iron Treatise: Thorn Recovery": "It is for the purpose of thinking about the country all night, forgetting to sleep and forgetting to sleep, and forgetting to eat when hungry." ”
The Book of Hundred Parables: "In the past, someone crossed the sea by boat, lost a silver pill, and fell into the water. ”
Song Zeng Gong's "The Second Book of Ouyang Bachelor": "His flea and twilight thoughts are all moral things." ”
The Strange Status Quo Witnessed in Twenty Years" Chapter 32: "Naturally, students should also miss their origins, but you have to use him!" ”
Han Liu Xiang "The Legend of the Daughters of Qi Xiang": "Today, I look at his ambition from the door, and I think deeply from below. ”
Lao She's "Catching the Market: Micro Gods": "I bask in the sun on the hillside, and I don't miss it at all, but I naturally drip some beads of poetry from my heart. ”
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Listening, the lingering voice-over sound, playing down the solemn wind and frost for thousands of years, woke up the sea of longing. Time, clothed with a sorrowful thought, looks charming, quietly buried under the tree full of history, hidden in the loess. The years are fingers, and it is the lightness of the pen.