Sharing of ancient poems.

Emmm.

This chapter is a bit "historical".

Let’s take a look at the documentation details.

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Creation time

September 17, 2019 15:38

Last modified time

January 1, 2020 at 01:37

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It is planned to be released early this year.

Why didn't I post it?

There is one reason.

I didn't know what the name of this word means.

I just read the explanation, which is completely different from what I hope for.

I thought it was about time, but it seemed that it was not.

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Also, does this poem have the upper and lower stanzas?

How can it be divided into three parts?

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In addition. About the vocabulary.

I had a question before, I wrote a lyrics card.

I always feel that from a certain perspective, the word "fill" has a sense of shackles.

(The following are all copied and pasted, with typos and repetitive ones.

The segmentation is also randomly divided.

You can take a look at it casually, and if you are interested, you can search for it yourself.)

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And.

I think I remember the poem "Zhang Xian" by Qianqiusui, and I have hardly read the others.

I suddenly remembered the article I read when I shared the "Ding Storm" in June last year:

[Ten poems to determine the storm, Su Shi is the king of this poem].

That day, A Xiao also left a similar chapter saying.

I just went to search and found that the chapter was blocked.

Alas, it's speechless.

"I asked Huahua without saying anything~"

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Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty "Thousands of Abbreviations·Several Sounds of Bows"

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Several sounds of drowning are heard, and the flowers are gone. I cherish the spring and the red leaves are broken. The rain is light and the wind is stormy. In the season of the plum blossoms, the willows in Yongfeng, and there is no one left, the flowers are flying and snow.

Don’t pluck the string, the most resentful string can be said. The sky will not grow old, and the love will not be eliminated. The heart is like a double silk mesh, with thousands of knots in it. When the night passes, the east window is not white and the waning moon is condensed.

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Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty "Thousands of Ages·Beyond the Sand by the Water"

The sand beside the water, the city walls are cold and the spring is retreating. The shadows of flowers are chaotic, the sounds of orioles are broken. The wine cups are floating, and the clothes are wide when parting.

When people are not seen, the blue clouds meet in the sky at dusk. I remember the meeting of the West Pool in the past. The egrets fly together on the shore.

Where we work together, who is here now? The clear dreams by the sun are broken, and the red faces in the mirror change. When spring is gone, thousands of reds fly and sorrow are like the sea.

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Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty "The Thousands of Autumn Annals·Autumn Scenery"

There are cold anvils in the other halls, and the lonely city is painted with corners. The sound of autumn sounds enters the vast expanse. The swallows return to the east and go from the sea, and the geese come from the south and fall to the sand head.

Typhoon Chu and Yu Louyue were like yesterday. They were bound by fame and fortune, and were helplessly held by him!

Unfortunately, the romantic always stayed idle! When I was staying in China, I missed my appointment with Qin Lou. When I was in the middle of my dream, I was sobered up and thought about it.

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Xie Yi's "Thousands of Years·Ode to the Summer Scenery" in the Song Dynasty

The flowers of neem are floating, and the fragrance of the tundra is delicate. The plum rain passes, and the duckweed is windy. The love follows the Xiang River, and the dream surrounds the green peaks of Wufeng. The piano and the book are tired, and the partridges call to sleep in the south window.

There is no one to send you secret meaning. Who should wash the secret hatred? The bamboo is built by the sparse curtains. The song is filled with dust and the fan, and the wind blows the sleeves after dancing. After the people disperse, a hook of the moon is like water.

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Su Shi's "Thousands of Years of the Years·Second Rhymes" in the Song Dynasty

Beside the island and the sky, we retreat before we grow old. The beads splashed with tears, the elixir was broken. The sound shook the jade pendant, and the color was heavy.

Ten thousand miles away, the setting sun is facing Chang'an. Who can do it? The great sin can cover it.

The king's order is heavy, but the ministers are in good faith. New kindness can still be coveted, but old learning will never be changed. I am gone, and I will float in the sea with a bark.

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Liu Ji of the Ming Dynasty "The Thousands of Ages·Danyan Ping Chu"

The smoke calms down the Chu, and I send my grandson away again. The flowers have tears, the orioles are speechless. The heart of the banana tree is an inch, and the willows are thousands of strands. Tonight, the rain will definitely turn into a lovesick tree.

I remember the past and the place where I traveled happily, and I saw it. What do you know about the good meeting place? Hundred cups of mulberry wine fallen, three stacks of sun passes. The love is not over, and the moon is bright and the tide is over the Jinzhu.

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Huihong of the Song Dynasty "Qianqiu Sui·Half-body screen"

The half-body screen is outside. When sleeping, the lips are red. The spring thoughts are chaotic and the heart is broken. I have no hairpin and jade on the hairpin, but there is no tassel belt.

Let me ask, who is suitable for the performance of people today? Xiangpu once met with each other. He held a light cover with his hands.

I suspect it is a dream, but it is still there. It is easy to end in spring, but it is hard to change a little love. How many things are there, but they are filled with regret and the sea of ​​clouds.

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Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty "A Thousand Years of Ages·To the History of Jinling to Remain the Life of the Dao"

The autumn grass in the blockade is reported to be safe and sound. On the sacrificial ceremonies, the heroes are present. The golden soup is full of weather, and the pearls and jade are falling.

When spring is approaching, the plum blossoms are as if they are unable to grow old. Don’t cherish the golden emperor falling.

Fengzhao saw it. He couldn't keep it. Jiangdong was small. He calmly went to the tent and rectified the world. After a thousand years, it was all the exams of the Central Secretariat from now on.

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Anonymous in the Song Dynasty "The Thousand Years of the Years: I Want to Be Romantic and Flirtatious"

I want to be romantic and charming, and I hate to be too easy when I part. The fragrant paper wants to write the meaning of lovesickness, and the tears of lovesickness are the words of incense. The painting hall is deep, the silver candle is dark, and the door is closed again. It seems that when will the joy of the day be completed?

May we meet early and make a vow again. Don’t mix up beautiful scenery and good times easily. The mandarin ducks in the tent, the mandarin ducks sleep on the mandarin duck pillow. It’s like this, it’s like this, and it’s like this for thousands of years.

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Ouyang Xiu's "Thousands of Abbreviations" in the Song Dynasty

The people in the painting hall are quiet, and the moon is in front of the jade curtain, the phoenix curtain is empty and the pillow is laid. The romantic flow is difficult to control, so I will stop after the music and writing.

Now, Gao Wu is cold and cuts in the west wind. She shed tears before she speaks, and sheds all the blood of lovesickness.

The soul is about to be broken, but the love is hard to be broken. I have to do something, and I will tell you about it. What's the point, and I'll leave you more often.

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Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "A Thousands of Ages (Written by Huzhou in Xuzhou on the Double Ninth Festival)"

The light frost invades the green. The hair is too young and the new one is still fresh. The crown is straight and the scarf is scarfed. The beauty pity me. The jade hairpin is yellow chrysanthemum. The autumn dew is heavy, and the true pearls fall into the sleeves and are covered with fragrance.

The person sitting on the seat is like jade. Flowers reflect the flesh of flowers. Bees and butterflies are chaotic and flying. Next year, people are healthy, and this meeting will be difficult to recover. You must look carefully. The moon will come in the evening and silver candles.

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Xia Wanchun of the Ming Dynasty "Remembering the Old Ages"
To be continued...