The artistic conception of eight Song Poems "Apricot Xiangzi" is very beautiful and healing!

The artistic conception of eight Song Poems "Apricot Xiangzi" is very beautiful and healing!

Hang Xiangzi doesn't hate it

Duanli in Song Dynasty

Don't hate it. Only three years. Reunion, mutual affection remains the same. I'm already in China. In the meantime, it is hard to say how much hatred there is. In the secluded place of the small court, chrysanthemums are dotted. Almost clear night, Crystal: It's always beautiful. Mom's body is outside. He had a fight before. May flowers grow well, people grow healthy and the moon grow round.

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Since we parted, parting has been haunting me until the moment we met again. I've figured it out for years. Although we have been apart for a long time, our feelings have not faded when we meet again. Just at the moment, one of us is as cold as ice, and the other is totally embarassed. How many regrets we have experienced during this period can't be expressed in words at the moment. Quiet courtyard railings, bright chrysanthemums, quiet night, bright and beautiful, you should drink and talk. I hope to spend a full moon and enjoy my old age.

Xiangzi Shuhuai

Song sushi

A clear and dust-free night. Moonlight is like silver. Be sure to pour the wine for ten minutes. This is both fame and fortune, but it is a waste of people and money. A pony in a sigh, a fire in a stone, and a dream. Although you hold an article, who will kiss you? And Tao Tao, happy innocence. When will you go home? Be an idle person. Yes, a piano, a pot of wine and a cloud.

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The air at night is fresh,

Without dust, the moonlight is as bright as silver. On this beautiful day, you must enjoy the moon and drink. Fame and fortune are fickle like clouds, and it is futile to try again. A person's life is like a crack in a horse pond, like a shining stone, as short as a short experience in a dream. Although he is brilliant, he can't be reused, and there is nothing to display. Let's take advantage of the joy in reality and forget all the troubles in life. When can I retire to the countryside, not working hard for state affairs, having a piano to play, wine to drink, and mountains and rivers to enjoy is enough.

Xiangzi trees around the village

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Trees surround the village and water fills the pond. Leaning against the east wind, I wandered happily. The small garden is full of spring. There are peach blossom red, plum blossom white and cauliflower yellow. Far away from the fence, there is a dark hall. Buy a green slate, next to the flowing water bridge. Occasionally cross Donggang. Yinger is singing, Yaner is dancing and butterflies are busy.

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Green trees surround the village, springs fill the pond, and people walk back and forth leisurely in front of the warm spring breeze. The yard is full of spring, with peach blossoms red, plum blossoms white and cauliflower golden.

Looking through the fence, several thatched houses are faintly visible. Beside the small bridge in the stream, the blue wine cover flutters in the wind. Occasionally take a walk and walk through the hills in the east, only to see birds singing, swallows flying, butterflies rushing, and a beautiful scene of spring.

Xiangziguo Qi Li se

Song sushi

Get on a boat and wave a pair of oars, like a frightened swan, skimming over the water.

The sky is blue, the color is clear, the mountains and mountains are bright, as far as the river, and the waves are as flat as a mirror.

Swimming fish, counting, appearing like running water from time to time; By the water, egret point, relax.

The stream during the day is crystal clear; Dawn river, cold and frost; The stream next month is a bright crystal world.

Hills on both sides of the strait, looking at the depth, picturesque; Seen from the route, the curve is tortuous, like a screen.

Yan Guang smiled in vain this year and never really enjoyed the scenery of this beautiful place.

The emperor and the hermit are now like a dream, leaving only an empty name.

There are only distant mountains and mountains; White clouds in the mountains, wind changes; Xiao Shan Xiao, want to drop green.

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Take a boat, paddle and fly over the water like a frightened swan. The sky is blue, the water is clear, the mountains and the sky are bright, and the waves are flat as a mirror. Fish swim around in the water, clear and countable, jumping out of the mirror-like water surface from time to time; On the waterfront sandbar, egrets are a little leisurely. During the day, the stream is crystal clear: the stream in Xiao Qing is cold and frosty; The stream under the moon is a bright crystal world. There are mountains on both sides of the strait, looking deep, overlapping picturesque; Seen from the horizontal line, it is tortuous, such as a screen. Laughing at Yan Guang's death here in vain, he never really enjoyed the beautiful scenery here. The emperor and the hermit have now disappeared like dreams, leaving only an empty name. Only the distant mountains are continuous and mountainous; White clouds in the mountains, winding and changing; The dawn in Xiaoshan is green.

Carnivore Paradise and Qiu Guang

Song liqing Zhao

Heaven and Qiu Guang, turn around and feel hurt, explore Jin Ying and get close to Chongyang. Try thin clothes first, green ants are new. The weather becomes windy, rainy and cool. In the yard at dusk, I was annoyed and worried. When I woke up, I was worried about the past. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Smell the anvil, the sound is fine and the leakage is long.

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The weather changes repeatedly, and it is already autumn scenery, and my mood is getting sad. Careful observation of yellow chrysanthemums will reveal that the Double Ninth Festival is coming. I just tried on a rough dress and tasted the new green ant wine. In the repeated changes of rainy and cool weather, every time it is windy, the next time it rains, the weather gradually turns cold. The yard at dusk always feels cold and desolate. When I wake up, the past comes to my mind, adding to my sadness. How can you stand the long night and the bright moon shining on this empty bed? Listening to the sound of smashing clothes in the distance, the faint sound of eggs and the long sound of water leakage, I feel that time has passed too slowly.

Hangxiangzi Yu Qiu

Song sushi

There was a cold wind last night. Enter the phoenix tree first.

There is nowhere to be muddy, to avoid decline.

Ask the public what it is, the book is empty.

But once drunk, once sick, once careless.

Time flies when I come to court.

Seems to be speechless, blessed.

Pay everything to 1000 minutes.

Let the wine turn red.

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The autumn wind last night. Blowing into the Sikmo forest. My eyes are full of tung leaves falling from the wind, and my aging face, which has nowhere to avoid, is seen by the autumn wind. Autumn wind asked me why, but I didn't speak, just wrote in the air with my hands. Sometimes drunk, sometimes sick, sometimes lazy.

I came to the yard in the morning and lamented that time flies, making me old and sick. Now all my thoughts are empty. I drink to live. The wine is gray and dazzling, and it doesn't matter if the flame of the candle is red.

Hang Xiang zi qi Xi

Song liqing Zhao

Grass can fly. Stunned by the phoenix tree. There is a deep sorrow on earth and in the sky. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times. You come and I go, don't meet. I haven't seen you for years. Want to leave love, don't hate poverty. Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.

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Crickets kept chirping in the grass, and the buttonwood leaves on the top seemed to be shocked by the chirping of birds' eggs and fell down. From the scene in front of us, it is associated with the sad season on earth and in the sky. In the starry sky on the moon bank in the cloud world, the cowherd and the weaver girl are blocked by thousands of locks and have no chance to meet each other. We can only meet briefly once a year, and the rest of the time is like a floating river in the vast milky way, swimming around, unable to meet or get together. Magpie bridge, only a year to meet. Maybe Penny and Weaver didn't get together in that breakup. I guess at this time, the black magpie has built the star bridge, and the cowherd and the weaver girl have not met yet. Look at the unpredictable weather, wind and rain. Isn't the meeting between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl blocked again?

Peaches were planted in Hangxiangzi the year before last.

Duanli in Song Dynasty

Peaches were planted the year before last, and now they are peaches. More orioles, long-term friends. Micro-line clear dew, thin shoes oblique light. For lovers in the forest, I am idle, who is drunk. Why not get old, often idle and often drunk, let fame and fortune, forget the past. It's hard to be weak, and it's too late to be stupid. But the wine goes with you, the moon sits with you, and the shadow plays with you.

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The peaches planted the year before last have been shaded by the shade, and the path under the tree is their own. What's more, the oriole settled in the peach forest and did not migrate for a long time. Narrow path, flowers and trees on both sides with crystal dew, the setting sun light reflected on the path, at this time walking in it seems to be stepping on the setting sun. In the face of such beautiful scenery, I forgot myself, and I don't care about things. Why not be so idle and drunk until you get old? Fame means nothing in this world. Appearance aging is a natural law that cannot be changed. Why bother and grieve for it? But with wine, moon and shadow as companions, we can walk, sit and play together, so why be sad!