Partridge day, lonely and defeated, rhyme, with beautiful ancient style appreciation

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-29

Partridge day, lonely and defeated, rhyme.

The days of seclusion are urging, and a few children of the rivers and lakes are back. Where is the carving brother and the sword brother now, the flowers and flowers will not return. Love is easy to go, love is hard to chase, where to find Fangfei. The end of the world invites the bright moon, and who is afraid of defeat.

Appreciation: The legend of the Nine Swords often looks far away, and the sunset is on the horizon.

Where is the lovesickness to find the face, lonely and speechless, always sigh lightly.

It is difficult to see each other again for a thousand years, and it is easy to linger when dreams return to nine swords.

The eagle brother and the sword brother accompany him, and the mandarin duck is not envious and the immortal is also victorious.

A drunk world looks at the distant mountains, and the birds fly back at sunset.

Acacia where to find fragrant grass, lonely and speechless to the falling flowers.

The sword is hidden in the rivers and lakes, and the eagle is accompanied by singing.

There is wine in my heart that is difficult to speak, and Dugu Jiujian is the return journey.

For the rest of his life, he didn't ask about the affairs of the world, and looked at the moon alone on the eagle.

The sword shadow and sword light should be like a dream, and the years of the rivers and lakes are also like a shuttle.

Brother Eagle and Brother Sword have become yesterday, and the flowers are blooming.

Dugu Jiujian came out later, and the famous hidden rivers and lakes listened to the sound of rain.

Flying flowers and falling leaves dance with the wind, the years go by, and the love is difficult to stop. Lonely rivers and lakes lonely road. This sword is buried in the dust, the name is left for eternity, and the people are at the end of the world.

It is difficult for people to meet after saying goodbye, and there is always no clue in lovesickness in dreams. Don't ask who remembers it for the rest of your life. A pot of turbid wine, half a life of wind and rain, alone and deep.

The original author of the above poems: Glory of the Little Poet.

Pseudonym: Aunt Lin Jiu, the latter one, the poet Glory Jun is not.

Published on December 15, 2023.

Thank you Meitu, thank you for your attention to the world of poetry and song exchange

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