Wen Tingjun, a scholar of the Tang Dynasty, was the standard "I am ugly, but I am gentle" lyricist, his ugly appearance was as famous as his amazing talent, and what he was best at was describing small and gentle things. Those small hearts that are only like a string trembling have converged into countless pleasant movements in the world of warm words.
"Ten million hate, hate is at the end of the world."
The opposite of love is definitely not hate. If there is hate, it is because there is love. So hate pole, but also because of love pole. It's a pity that the person who hates you very much is far away, no matter how many rolling emotions you have in your heart, no matter how many tears flow in your eyes, he can't see or feel it, and even he never misses you as much.
"The mountain moon does not know the heart, and the water and wind are empty in front of the flowers."
The moment you fall in love with him, you have something on your mind. Whether you look up at the moon or admire the flowers before court, in your heart, it is neither a moon nor a flower. Dissolving the moon naturally does not understand your heart, your heart is like a flower affair, the flower blooms, no one knows; the flower falls, no one knows.
"Swaying clouds obliquely".
Whether you love or hate, whether you are happy or sad, time always passes silently. Your mind flutters and has nowhere to go, with the rootless clouds in the sky, leaving only a soulless person in front of the flower tree.
The vast majority of ancient poems related to emotion were written by male poets. Most of these poems are written in the tone of a woman.
For example, Zhu Qingyu's "Make-up whispers to the husband," the depth of the thrush is shallow and timeless," Zhang Xian's "The heart is like a double silk mesh, there are thousands of knots," Li Shangyin's "Spring heart is not a common flower, an inch of acacia is an inch of ash", etc., all of which grasp the woman's careful thinking extremely accurately, and the description is meticulous and meticulous, and it is three points into the bone.
Therefore, it is not that men do not understand women's infatuation and despair, but they are accustomed to taking women's affection as the satisfaction of vanity. He enjoys your liver and intestines, and he is proud of your infatuation.
You think he handed him a cup of nectar, but you don't want to, it's a hook kiss.
"Dream Jiangnan Ten Million Hate"
Tang Wen Tingjun
Ten million hate, hate is at the end of the world.
Shan Yue does not know what is in his heart,
Water and wind empty flowers in front of you.
Swaying clouds.