Excerpts from Liu Xiyi's works
To the east of Luoyang, peaches and plums fly around.
Luoyang woman looks beautiful, sitting alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered plum blossoms, sighing long.
The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in the flowering season next year?
I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed into firewood, and I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea.
Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind.
Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man.
Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman.
The old man in his later years once danced with the son of Yu Fangshu's son in the methotrexate song.
There are also beautiful decorative billiard tables like Guanglu Xun Imperial Guards and Horses in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there are also those with colorful fairy painted in the mourning hall like Liang Ji.
Once you get sick, you don't know each other.
How long can we turn? The crane will be chaotic in an instant.
But looking at ancient song and dance venues, only birds are sad at dusk. Autumn, windy, Ma Benteng.
Yancheng can't be opened during the day, so the ambush is gone.
When the emperor worships in the temple, the general is fierce.
There are tens of thousands of horses in Elo Road.
The army gate presses the yellow river, and the soldiers rush to the day.
Life has a sword, and the pen is generous.
Lonely in the south, dense in the north.
Learn from Han Peng's plan and know Sun Wu's skill.
Husband cleans Wan Li, who will clean the room? Willows give people away, and green west enters Qin.
Whoever picks the mulberry girl can't win the spring upstairs.
Ying Ying Bashui Qu, spring is fragrant and green step by step.
The red face is pearly and the crimson lips contain white jade.
Looking back at Wei Qiaodong, I feel the same way in spring.
Green silk charming sunset, spring breeze.
Sigh with the cage and fall in love with the spring scenery.
If you look at the flowers, you will feel weak leaning against the tree.
I miss you at dusk, making you strange to the south.
Meet strangers and return to the dream brothel. Plum blossoms fell on the mountain tree and flew to the savage.
What do barbarians have? A jar full of Yangchun wine.
Bring wine to Chuntai and sing with plum blossoms.
Drunk lying on the bright moon, sleepwalking on the roof. Yan Ruyu, a spring girl, lamented Yang Chunqu.
Wushan Chunshu is red and Yuanxiang Chuncao is green.
Self-pity coquettish appearance, unique when making up.
Worry about willow, spring is like silk.
Looking at thousands of miles, the spring river is long.
Think hard about jade and close people, and worry about lying in the golden boudoir.
It is said that spring flowers fall and autumn winds rise.
Love is not over yet, but sadness has begun.
Recalling the past, the Chu palace and the jade building were made up.
Fine waist and bright moon, long sleeves and good dancing, spring breeze.
Hua Rong appointed Xishan, and time is running out.
Mulberry forest turned into the East China Sea, where is the wealth now?
Send a message that Tao Lirong and Hu Weiqi are boudoir.
But look at the tomb of the king of Chu, there are only a few pine trees. When will the hotel be abandoned and my husband will live?
The poor cry and the birds sing in spring.
There are few new knowledge on the road, and there are many ancient roads in the wilderness.
The pond is covered with Dan Valley, and the grave trees are surrounded by clear waves.
The sun turned cloudy and the wind was a little crazy.
I can't be sad, look back at my grievances. The general opened the Yuanmen, while Geng Jie stood in the wind.
The generals speak freely, but dare not enter.
The firm but gentle shot at the sky, and the drums shook the original.
Huang Chen blocked the road, and he was in a hurry.
Since then, the bow has gone, and arrows have gathered like rain.
Cut a hundred miles and cut five thousand.
Daima bled to death, and the conference semifinals held the saddle and wept bitterly.
Since ancient times, we have been raising armored soldiers, and we often ask for attacks when something happens.
Take advantage of my temple's luck to sit down and fight.
How can you learn to offer Kai to the capital? The silkworm moon is mulberry leaf green and the warbler is willow white.
Yuzi, apply Fenyang Chunmo.
How does the autumn wind start? It starts here.
Unique Nanjian pine, don't sigh the east water.
It's cloudy in Diming, and it snows at night.
Don't suffer from cold and heat, stay young for you forever.
Green is a good color, lonely and tall and straight.
The trees are far away from each other, and the grass dare not force them.
Linggui is really hidden, and fairy birds should live in it.
Shamed by the emperor of Qin, I would like to say that Tang Hou will eat it.
Hanshan jathyapple is bright, and the mountains are cold and clear.
Sadly, I went back to Phoenix and played the piano.
Pine nuts lie in Xiancen, listening to doubts and ambitions.
Qingling has a true song, and firewood has no confidant.
When will the beauty come? The quiet path is covered with green moss.
I was urged to the bottom of the ravine and gave up the donation of Guangsha materials. The moon rises in Shandong, and the moon is bright and the mountains are empty.
Mountain people love the clear scenery and radiate autumn wind.
How can it be clear when the wind stops at night?
Immortal invisible, blowing sheng in recent months.
Crimson lips absorb aura, and jade fingers adjust their true voices.
What is a real sound? Three mountains are full of love for cranes.
The past has become dust, I want to listen to this song.
I'm lying in Songcen today. I'm glad to hear your voice.
Immortals reward me and sing my heart. Sitting alone in autumn, sorrow comes from the right.
Look at Ruyang Lake, flying Luo Meng Shui Shi.
Hanging on the gourd ladle leaves, the wind blows vividly.
You have no patience, you are idle and silent.
The backflow is crystal clear, and the sand is covered with silver gravel.
Strewn at random not a penny, empty oboro a few thousands of feet.
Fish scales are pitiful, purple, and duck feathers are naturally blue.
Chanting autumn water, but forgetting the gains and losses.
Autumn water is always with me, clear and turbid.
The end of the year comes and goes, and Dongshan stays in the past. The tomb spirit was first born, but it did not spread to the first stage gradually.
Establish a camp of one million people and control the country 18 years.
After Zhu Qiyun closed the road, the red symbol went first.
Wancheng sword sings, Kunyang dysprosium plays strings.
The ground was covered with the blood of wild animals, and the giant's voice was boiling.
Long drive through North Zhao, short soldiers out of Southern Yan.
The satrap greeted the door, and Wang Lang died by the roadside.
Climb the altar of nine cities, memorial archway for thousands of years.
The court jumped up with joy, and the sword was attached to it.
The ultimate moral punishment is universal, and the sacred tool is dead.
Zongzi tours the old city and listens to the Qing Temple.
Your majesty is solemn and sacred, and I am like a saint.
Save the wood and bear the danger, and the radish will hang rotten rafters.
Birds peck at the ancestral temple nest, offering sacrifices to net worms.
Looking back, the new calendar has been moved several times.
There is no one tonight, and the moon looks like the past. In the secluded place of Wushan, the goddess is sunny.
Wang Xiang is waiting for the color, and the sunset looks leisurely.
Back in Gaotang that night, gold was smoking and burning.
I want to lie on Yao's mat. I dream of my soul.
It's not over yet, splendor has moved away.
Concerned about Xiaoxiangpu, I feel sad like a dream.
Apes crow in autumn night, and geese fly in the bright moon.
Don't listen to gossip, just listen. Back in songshan road, fireworks cover grass.
The grass is green and the mountains are green.
At dusk, the song is singing and killing people. In spring, Guang Xiao with beaded curtains is beautiful.
Birds sing in the forest and flowers treat each other outdoors.
Flowers and birds cherish fragrant grass, birds and flowers are fragrant.
People are accompanied by flowers and birds today, and they can't return at sunset.
The red moon pities the song fan, and the mountain cloud loves the dance clothes.
Ritual hand in hand Liu Mo. Shu soil is surrounded by water bamboo, and the wind and frost accumulate for five days.
Look inside and out. You look pale.
In the old state-owned era, brothels were heavily made up.
The ancients had no years, and the bones were hidden in the mountains.
The silent calendar plays the piano and reads the hall quietly.
The mysterious turtle buried the divination room, and Cai Feng destroyed the ci field.
The array is one by one, and the cypresses are all in one line.
Ghosts and gods in Han Qing Temple, birds and beasts in Qincang.
Sighing the world has caused a lot of feelings, and it is good to hurt yourself.
In the Lingqiu of Lemmon, the moon is in the sky. Spring grass is green, lamenting that horses eat grass.
Look at the Chinese Pulsatilla, sitting under the hanging bamboo.
Ask before sighing, give hard words.
Years change, mountains and rivers rise and fall.
The Kim family are all here, and there are many close ministers in the court.
The word genus, prosperity is called Jilun.
Zi Ze Cao Chunfei, the river and the sun fly wildly.
The green beads can't be taken away, and the bald heads return to their original places.
High-rise buildings are destroyed, and Maolin is destroyed for a long time.
The stage where singing used to be turned into a nest for foxes and rabbits.
How sad the world is when people die of each other.
Beimang is my home and Dongyue is my hometown.
Look at Beimang Road. The skulls are covered with creeping weeds.
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Historic sites are half preserved, but thorns gather ghosts.
I can't bear to smell this. Su Cao at sunset, North Shore Forest in the morning.
The sky is wide and the water depth is separated by holes.
If you don't pay attention to the smoke, the storm is different.
Swimming is difficult at the age of 20, but spring outing is easy.
Without honor, Fangfeiman.
At the beginning of the singing tide, the river dew is still fresh.
Spring Island Surprises Emerald, Zhu Fu Cube Philippines.
The original painting is light smoke, and the sunny day is small.
When surfing, the brocade sail is wet and the sleeves wipe the clothes.
When you are full of affection, you will sigh and flow.
You are a guest in Longxi, and my concubine meets Jiang Nanchun.
Morning swimming contains spiritual fruit, and evening gathering apples.
If you don't rest when you are angry, you will be rehabilitated every day.
In this way, the things in the south of the Yangtze River were given to Longxi people.
Empty surplus Wan Li pregnant, want to give for no reason.
Hao Ruchu Jiangyue, Ai Ru Wu Jinyun.
As the waves shine in the mirror, the mountains are also dense.
The bright moon shines on my concubine, and the light clouds trust you.
Mountains and rivers are scattered, but phosgene is different.
And heaven remains our neighbourhood and Jiangbei don't know each other.
The ship sailed with the tide, the sails vibrated early and cooled down.
When the tide is flat, you can see the Chu point, and the sky looks beautiful.
Traveling thousands of miles back, smoke and waves meet in two townships.
Where the clouds come out, the sunshine flows long.
Here, every year, trees are blooming.
It was sunny in late spring and March, and Wu Chucheng was not in the center.
The city is close to the river, reflecting the east nursery green.
Blue clouds and golden pavilions, the Pearl Tower in the smoke.
In the moonlight, trees and birds fly, the wind is too long, and flowers are blooming in the forest.
It's a pity to leave someone's family, so what's the point?
The red grass in Beitang is flourishing, and the clear water in Nanhu shines on hibiscus.
At dusk, the golden flowers are gone, and I gradually feel that the beads in Luo Shang are getting thicker.
Since I cherish Yan Hua's three to five years old, I have already lamented the mountains.
Human feelings are gone, and there is no return. It is not a pity to pay for it.
Recalling the heyday of Jiangnan in the past, he complained about Changzhou Qu all his life.
The river is covered with stars, and the wind blows down Dongting Lake.
The sleeves of fallen flowers are red in succession, and the morning glow clears the clouds.
Who says Juanzi is here? Zhu Yu is dedicated to serving you. It's a long night in autumn, and Whitestorm is big at night.
Yanshan wanderers have thin clothes, and Qin maids are cold.
I'm going to practice in the building, and I'm going to chop Wan Qi on the plane.
Holding tea, worrying about moving, looking at the anvil to stay.
After wandering for a long time, fireflies flew into the curtains.
The northwest wind blows the waist, and the southeast moon hands float.
At this time, the moon is pitiful, and the autumn wind is not affectionate.
You look at the jagged shadows in the moonlight, in order to listen to the intermittent voice between Sally.
The crimson river turns, the clouds are light and the wind is clear, birds are singing, and pedestrians are scarce.
I gathered my eyebrows and focused, quietly piercing the shadow.
I'm sorry to hear that you haven't been home for a while.
I dreamed of describing the old society and changing it for Xu tailor.
Seal the book and send it to Hequ. It will be green next spring.
Mo Yan has stains on his clothes, just to miss you. In Tianjin Bridge, it's sunny, and in Tianjin Bridge, it's showy.
Outside the horse's voice, the figure swayed in the green waves.
Green waves rippling jade for sand, Qingyun wearing brocade for Xia.
Poor willow tree, poor peach and plum heartbroken flower.
On this day, I went to travel and invited beautiful women. At this time, I sang and danced into the prostitute's house.
Tulips, the beauty of prostitutes, fly around my son.
Our bead curtains reflect light during the day, and moths wear pink makeup.
There are two butterflies among the flowers and two mandarin ducks by the pool.
When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Yun was the king of Chu Xiang.
Since ancient times, it has been admired by people, and today it is a distant feeling.
I am willing to be light and slim, and I am willing to share my face for the mirror.
Turn blind date with you, you are both * * *.
I am willing to live to be a thousand years old. Who is talking about Jin Fang?
A hundred years is like a day in Xie Xishan, and a thousand years will last forever. Luan mirror dawn contains spring, moth eyebrows whimper.
Open clothes are worn out, just like new powder.
Spring back to Luoyang Road is to remember spring grass.
Poplar leaves can't climb, plum blossoms are waiting for you to sweep.
At present, magpies are flying beside people, which should be the return of lunatics.
Imagine singing and having fun, wearing spring clothes and smiling before greeting. Luo Qing pontoon bridge south crossing, Tianjing Wan Li scattered state.
Look at countless stone wrasses on sunny days, but you can't soak in the cold pool at dawn.
Wei Yun started smoking at one o'clock, and Nanmo fell everywhere.
Discuss this idea with you, or go to Qin Guan thousands of miles away. The general was trapped in the encirclement, and the border administration was resting on the plane.
Frost and snow crossed the river and colorful flags flew into traffic jams.
Guang Xiao is crossing the horse, and spring scenery is accompanied by people.
Class performance towards the Lord, Lin Xuan worship Wuwei. Brothel hung a mirror, which made me sad.
How long can life last with such white hair?
The autumn wind goes down the mountain road, and the bright moon goes up to spring.
Sigh, your grace is exhausted, and your face is incredible. Beauty sleeps in the bridal chamber, see you soon.
Cold, tortoise shell bed spring.
The court is green in shade and fragrant in shade.
Send a message with one heart and one mind, and wear light makeup in the spring. The autumn wind rises at dusk and the mountains break.
Tears follow the yellow leaves and worry about the long green bottle.
The wild road turns, and the birds in the river are surprised.
When guests have a wide banquet, the king's affairs are strict. The swan fluttered its wings and flew into the emperor's hometown.
Pick silver trees in the morning and stay in Jintang.
The sun, the moon and the sky are close together, and the wind and smoke are long at night.
Pity for the poor goose, not with the sun. Jiangnan has been a guest for a long time, and the door is depressed.
Only the book was there, and I hurt my temple.
All the students accompanied the recitation, and the children gave it to Joe.
The darkroom is cold and bright, and the leaves are floating in the air.
Cangzhou is interesting. Who knows what to do? Wine acquaintances must drink, and spring is still autumn.
I want to get drunk for a thousand days and worry for a hundred years.
There is much grass in the old village, and the new knowledge is old.
Headlights go out easily, but Sichuan can't stay last month.
He died in Zhou and lived in Lu.
I can spend a few days in my life, but I can't travel.