Flowers and flowers fly all over the sky, and who has pity for the red incense? Gossamer soft fluttering spring pavilion, falling silk lightly dipped embroidery curtain. The daughter in the curtain is full of sorrow and has nowhere to complain. ...... Try to see the spring flowers gradually falling, that is

Flowers and flowers fly all over the sky, and who has pity for the red incense?

Gossamer soft fluttering spring pavilion, falling silk lightly dipped embroidery curtain.

The daughter in the curtain is full of sorrow and has nowhere to complain.

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Try to see the spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies!

Once the spring is red and old, the flowers fall and the people die.

Why the ancients could write poetry so fresh and unworldly, because the ancient people "have slow horses and horses, far letters, and only enough to love one person in a lifetime."

Modern people, far from nature, have less thinking about nature and human nature. In the creation of poetry, it is certainly impossible to surpass the ancients