When Liu Yong was young, he took the exam and repeatedly fell in the first place; that is, in his twilight years and the first, he was transferred to the official and fell down, and the final official was no more than a Tuntian member.
Due to the bumpy career and poor life, Liu Yong turned from pursuing fame to tired of the officialdom, indulged in the beautiful and prosperous urban life, composed lyrics with his life's energy, and praised himself as "Baiyi Qingxiang" in the words.
Liu Yong is contradictory,
He wants to be a literati, but he can never get rid of his attachment and dependence on worldly life and love;
And when he was drunk and sleeping in the willows, he was always thinking about his name.
Therefore, all kinds of contradictions are vividly displayed in his lyrics.
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"Butterfly Love Flower, Leaning on the Dangerous Building Wind"
[Song] Liu Yong
Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
In the grass-colored smoke remnants, there is no word who will rely on the will.
It is proposed to get drunk on the crazy figure, sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless.
The belt gradually widened and finally did not regret it, and was haggard for the people of Ishwa.
The road is bumpy, and Liu Yong's romantic and debauched personality is revealed.
After the fall of the imperial examination, Liu Yong indulged in fireworks and strange alleys, and the prosperity of the city and the amorousness of the singers made Liu Yong seem to have found a real free life.
Alone on the tall building, the long leaning column, the fine spring breeze blowing in the face, the endless spring day away from the sorrow, the gloom filled the sky. The turquoise grass and the misty smoke are hidden in the sunset, who can understand my intention to silently lean on the railing?
I wanted to indulge in a drunken break. Singing with others about wine, only to feel reluctantly seeking pleasure but having no interest.
"The belt gradually widened and finally did not regret it, and was haggard for the people of Ishtar." Thinking about it day and night, gradually emaciated and loose clothes belts do not regret, for her I would rather be haggard. The lingering feelings of nostalgia for those in mind can be seen at a glance.
"Youth Tour • Jagged Smoke Tree Baling Bridge"
Jagged smoke tree Baling Bridge, wind and objects in the front of the dynasty.
Declining Yang Gu Liu, after several climbs and folds, haggard Chu Palace waist.
The sunset is idle and the autumn light is old, away from the thought of mangao.
A song of Yang Guan, the sound of broken intestines, alone with Lan Juan.
After Liu Yong failed many times, in order to make a living, he had to travel around to do so in the hope of obtaining an official and a half-job.
A lifetime of eunuchs and ups and downs, wandering the rivers and lakes, a lifetime of pursuits, setbacks, contradictions, bitterness, bitterness, frustration and other complex mentalities, all in the words.
The sunset shines leisurely on the earth, the autumn light gradually disappears, and the worries of parting are like grass covering the river bank.
Looking at the gods, he was away from thinking, and suddenly the song "Yang Guan" sounded around him, bringing his thoughts back to the parting table before. There is another affectionate goodbye in front of you, and the walker is himself.
The guests tasted the pain of parting, the old hatred plus the new sorrow, has been extremely sad, and this time the parting, partial and traditional parting place, the situation is doubly embarrassing, hearing "Yang Guan" to promote farewell, naturally make people's liver and intestines broken.
At this point, what the eyes meet and the ears hear are all related to the separation of feelings. "Alone with Lan Jun", abruptly closed.
"Young Tour Chang'an Ancient Road Horse Delay"
The Chang'an Ancient Road is delayed, and the tall willow cicadas are hissing.
Outside the sunset birds, on the autumn wind, the eyes are hanging for four days.
Guiyun has gone without a trace, where is the early stage?
The fox is strange and the drunkard is Xiao Suo, not like when he was a teenager.
When Liu Yong was drunk and sleeping with flowers and willows, he was always thinking about his own name, and he remembered the capital city of Chang'an that he had visited when he was young.
"The horses on the Chang'an Ancient Road are delayed", just riding horses slowly on the Chang'an Ancient Road, and the autumn cicadas on the willow trees next to the road can't stop hissing.
The sunset gradually sinks in the distance, the autumn wind blows strongly on the field, I look far away, the sky is vast and the night falls, and there is no place to stop when my eyes are broken.
Once the cloud returns is gone, where are the old expectations to be found? The interest in the feast has long since faded, and the past drinking friends are also few, and they are no longer the wild and uninhibited teenagers.
Today, I am lonely and lonely, my ambitions and wishes have achieved nothing, and the years have passed, leaving only the sorrow and sigh of "not like when I was a teenager".
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