Autumn is getting deeper and deeper. The weather is cold and the scenery is quiet. In autumn, only a small tail is left. In this cold late autumn, lovesickness is still so long, time is fleeting, and missing someone's heart has never changed, let alone stopped.
The wind blows from the lake, the autumn is twilight, and there is little red fragrance.
The water, light and mountains are close to people. I can't say enough, it's infinitely good.
The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with green dew, and Pinghua Tingcao.
Sleeping sand gulls and herons don't look back, they seem to hate it, and people return early.
——Song · Li Qingzhao "The Resentment of the King and Sun · The Wind on the Lake is Huo Miao"
The west wind blows the lake water, the waves are vast, it is late autumn, safflower is sparse, and the fragrance is weak. The scenery of water, light and mountains seems to be close to people, alas, I can't say enough, this is too beautiful! The lotus seeds have formed, and the lotus leaves are withered and old, and the dew in the morning washes the grass. The waterfowl resting on the beach did not look back, as if regretting that people went back too early! There are too many regrets in the world, and the most helpless thing is the word separation! Empty to good scenery, lonely and no one knows!
The autumn colors are deep, the clouds are rolling, the flowers are blooming and falling, how can acacia make people live?
One mountain, two mountains.
The mountains are far away from the sky and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaf is Dan.
The chrysanthemum is in bloom, but the chrysanthemum remains.
Saiyan Gaofeiren has not returned, a curtain of wind and moon is idle.
—— Five generations of · Li Yu " Sauvignon Blanc · A heavy mountain "
The mountains are stacked one after another, and there are countless layers upon layers. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the vast smoke and water are filled with chills, and the lovesickness is like a red maple leaf! The chrysanthemums are blooming, and the chrysanthemums are withering again. The wild geese in Saibei are fluttering their wings in the sky, but those who miss them have not returned. Leisurely, there are only the breeze and the bright moon outside the curtain, the curtain is light, but the heart is heavy! Autumn has been deep, Acacia deeper.
Time flies, spring and summer are over, and autumn is in the blink of an eye.
drunkenly photographing spring shirts and cherishing the old fragrance, the sky will be away from hatred and madness.
Autumn grass grows on the streets every year, and the sun rises in the building every day.
The clouds are small, the water is vast. The way back home is a long one.
Acacia is a baseless word, don't spend tears on Huajian.
- Song · Yan Jidao "Partridge Day · Drunken Spring Shirts, Respecting the Old Fragrance"
Drunk, slapped the spring shirts, pity that the old fragrance still permeates them. Heaven will leave sorrow and hate, to torture me, a madman. On the road every year, the spring grass turns into autumn grass, and the sun shines into the building every day. Looking up from the building, the clouds are small, the water is boundless, how long is the way back to recruit people? Acacia has nowhere to send, so why write it down on paper, it took a thousand lines of tears! The endless thoughts and endless tears are all for you.
How many memories are in my heart, I used to think that those were just ordinary happiness. When I lose it, I finally understand that I have missed the love of my life. Who can spend the rest of my life together?
Who reads the west wind and is cool alone? Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closed the sparse window.
Contemplate the past and set the setting sun.
was drunk and slept heavily in the spring, and the gambling book disappeared and the fragrance of tea was poured.
was just normal at the time.
——Qing·Nalan Xingde " Huanxisha·Who reads the west wind alone cool "
Who is facing the cool west wind and misses the past alone? The falling yellow leaves cover the sparse windows, standing in the sunset, falling into contemplation, the past is gone forever! Take a nap after drinking, the spring sun is in full swing, the boudoir is gambling on the game, and the clothes are also stained with the fragrance of tea. In the past, I thought it was just an ordinary thing, but now I understand it, but I can't do it all over again. It's heartbreaking!
The scenery in late autumn is sluggish, the sight is full of sadness, the heart of love will not stop, the tears of love will not stop, how can we stop?
The blue sky, the yellow leaves, the waves of autumn colors, the cold smoke and green on the waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky catches the water, the grass is ruthless, and it is even outside the setting sun.
Depressing the soul of the hometown, chasing travel thoughts, unless every night, good dreams leave people to sleep.
Mingyue Building stands tall and rests alone, drinking alcohol into his stomach, turning into tears of lovesickness.
——Song·Fan Zhongyan《Su Curtain Covers》
The sky with blue clouds floating, the earth covered with yellow leaves, the autumn colors reflected on the river surface, the water waves enveloped the verdant cold smoke. The distant mountains are bathed in the setting sun, and the sky meets the water. The grass seems to be ruthless, farther than the setting sun. Silent homesickness is depressing, and the worry of being in custody is difficult to resolve. Unless you have a good dream at night, you can get a moment of solace. When the bright moon shines on high-rise buildings, don't rely on it alone, use wine to drown your sorrows, and your sorrows are even more sorrowful, all of which have turned into tears of lovesickness!
Travelers are homesick, but those who stay in their homes look into the distance every day. The weather is getting colder and the autumn is getting deeper and deeper, but the so-called return date is not getting any closer.
Yanzhi's yellow leaves are falling, and the concubine is on the stage.
The blue clouds on the sea are broken, and the Shan comes in the autumn colors of .
Hu Bing and Shasai together, the Han envoy Yuguan back.
is a day when there is no return, and the empty sadness will destroy the grass.
——Tang·Li Bai "Autumn Thoughts"
Yanzhi's yellow leaves are falling, Sifu is on the high platform alone, and thoughts are also drifting into the distance. The blue clouds drifted in the sky, and Chanyu arrived with autumn colors. The troops of the Hu people gathered in the desert, and the envoy of the Han turned back at Yumen Pass. I don't know when Zhengren will return. Seeing that the cymbidium is destroyed in the late autumn, I can't help but feel sad. Time is ruthless, and reality is even more difficult!
is heartbreaking, often not autumn but separation. Separation in autumn makes people feel even more desolate. In this bleak season, having you by your side is the greatest warmth!
After farewell, I don't know how far you are, how desolate and boring it is.
drifting further and further away from the book, where the water is wide and the fish sinks.
In the dark of night, bamboo knocks on autumn rhyme, and every thousand leaves and thousand voices are all hate.
Therefore, a single pillow is a dream, and the dream is not a light and a ember.
——Song · Ouyang Xiu " Yulou Spring · Farewell, I don't know how far you are "
Since the parting, I don't know where you have been. All I see is a desolate scene, and my heart is depressed. You go farther and farther, and you don't even have any letters. The river is wide and the fish is submerged. Where can I go to inquire about your news? It's late at night, the west wind blows the bamboo forest, the autumn sounds are endless, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of sounds are all sorrow and resentment! Leaning on the pillow, I want to find you in my dreams, but I can't sleep alone, it's hard to dream, the lights are on againDone! Besides Sauvignon Blanc, what else could it be?
Autumn nights are lonely, and missing someone is unspeakable loneliness and sadness.
The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.
When will we meet each other? Embarrassed at this night!
- Tang Li Bai's " Autumn Wind "
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are piled up, and they are scattered and flying. The jackdaw has perched and is startled again. Acacia is hard to bear, but I don't know when we will meet. At this time and night, people don't know what to do! Jackdaws are disturbed by the autumn wind and autumn moon, but because I think of you, I can't calm down for a long time!
I love you, if you can't stay together, you can only have Sauvignon Blanc.
The autumn colors come to the empty boudoir, and the night sweeps the leaves of the sycamore .
Unexpectedly, the concentric knot can't be formed, and the lovesick knot is turned.
Twelve jade lanterns dry, and the wind lights are on and off.
stood a few lines of tears in the evening, and a crow cried in the moon.
——Ming · Xia Wanchun " Bo operator · Autumn color to the empty boudoir "
The autumn color is already deep, and the thinking woman in the empty boudoir is even more lonely and unbearable. Who knows that the concentric knot is not yet completed, and the lovesickness is difficult to solve. Going out of the door, going up the tall building alone, leaning against the railing and looking, the west wind blows cold, the lights go out, but the beloved returns. Standing in the dusk, I don't know how many tears I shed, and suddenly I feel that amidst the sound of crows, the autumn moon sheds a bright brilliance! Another night has come.
The rainy autumn night separated the whole world and made me completely immersed in my memories. Loving you has become an untouchable pain in my life, but I can't bear to let it go.
I miss someone, far away.
I feel something, and it's deep in my gut.
The township is far away, and we will look forward to it every day.
can't figure it out, so I don't think about it.
In this lantern night, I sleep alone in an empty hall.
Autumn is not yet known, and the wind and rain are in full swing.
do not learn tou Tuo, the former peace of mind can be forgotten.
——Tang · Bai Juyi "Night Rain"
I have someone I miss deeply, but she is far away. I have something to feel, but buried deep in my heart. The hometown is far away, and it is difficult to go back. Every day I look into the distance. The sadness in my heart cannot be resolved, I miss you all the time. My future is also at a loss, the lights are dying, and it is very desolate to be alone in this empty room! Autumn has not yet come, but it is already stormy. If you don't learn the Dharma of ascetic monks, how can you forget the past and forget you!
In this late autumn, my thoughts are getting deeper and deeper. If we can't stay together, we can only have Sauvignon Blanc, and you, always in my memory, are my only secret... One by one beautiful details, may time leave warm memories.
