Ejoko • Lixia
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
蛙声聒噪夜偏长，醉潇湘，写词章。
In the small pavilion, the next month is cool.
Occasionally, I saw the fireflies shining under the bushes, lighting the fire, and cherishing the streamer.
In the poem, I miss the hometown the most, the nightingale is hidden, and the cuckoo is busy.
At the time of parting, tears had already fallen.
又是前年牵手曰，惟有酒，肯疗伤。
Cool Acacia • Feelings
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
The heart is full of sadness, and compared with flowers, people are thinner.
Sigh what the rest of your life is, buy a drunk, after leaving.
Sell a drunk, after the meeting.
Don't ask if Momoxiang is on his sleeves, this kind of thing will not be settled.
Look at the wind and rain in the lights for a night, spring is old, who to fight with?
People are old, and the sky fights!
江月晃重山•感事寄人
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Hugh sighs for his life's interests, and does not worry about embracing the country.
Laugh at him and go to shoot the railing. There are still flowers, and the bright moon shines on people.
Why don't you sleep again when the dream is broken, and you need to climb again.
Lovesickness is even more difficult to settle down. Wine in a cup, a few to relieve trouble.
Xie Pei Ling • Occasionally
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Looking for the past before the flower, asking the fruit before the Buddha, the wine gourd, and the forest accompany me.
Occasionally, when I see the building, I am too lazy to go and sit on the steps.
By the stream, the stele reclined.
Hongchen's life is hard, and the end of the world is expanding. Send your thoughts to Jiangzuo.
捣碎消沉，醉醒了，学他廉颇。
Wait for people to come, and break it during the meal.
Pick up the guests and enjoy the apricot blossoms
Text/The end of the world is a tired guest
Dongfeng pen skillfully depicts spring, apricot blossoms over the east neighbor.
Jiaojiao smiled innocently, cardamom innocent.
Feeling the wind and rain, there are always disputes in the world.
In the end, it was empty, but there was nothing left.
Standing at the end of the world, thinking about the past, the small courtyard is dusk.
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