See Word No. 294
"With no colorful phoenix wings, the heart has a sharp edge."
Love at its best may be untitled
Eight years old sneak peeking into the mirror, long eyebrows can already draw.
At the age of ten, I went to qingqing, and hibiscus made a skirt.
Twelve learn to play the kite, and the silver armor has not been unloaded.
Fourteen Tibetan six relatives, suspense is still unmarried.
Fifteen weeping spring breezes, under the swing on the back.
It is said that this is Li Shangyin's love poem telling his first love.
The two live next to each other, they have known each other since childhood, because they are green plum bamboo horses, the girl's every move, a smile and a smile are left in the boy's heart, but this crush has not been spoken, and it has ended because the girl married without illness.
The east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside the furong pond.
The golden toad lock burns incense, and the jade tiger draws the silk back to the well.
Jia Shi peeped at Han Shu shao, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow wei Wang Cai.
Spring hearts are not in contention, an inch of acacia and an inch of ash.
Li Shangyin met a girl named Willow Branch in the eastern capital luoyang.
Willow branch is the daughter of a merchant, and according to the law, merchant Jia and the warrior clan cannot intermarry. Soon after Li Shangyin went to Beijing to take the exam, Willow Branch was accepted as a concubine by the Eastern Princes, and he was not happy in his life.
A lifetime of love, there is no fate.
Last night the stars last night wind, painting the west bank of the building Guitang East.
There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a sharp point.
The partition sends hook spring wine warm, and the wax lamp is red.
Oh Yu listened to the drum and went to the official, and walked the Marantai class to turn the tent.
Song Huayang was originally the princess's maid, because the princess entered the Dao and practiced with her in Yuyang Mountain. Li Shangyin met her and was moved by Huayang's beauty and wisdom, and Huayang also fell in love with the talented Yishan.
The two have a spirit in their hearts and know each other, but they are discovered by the princess, so they drive Li Shangyin down the mountain. This love, which is not tolerated by the rules and etiquette, eventually left a lifetime of thoughts and sentimentality.
Coming is empty words to go to the end, the moon slope upstairs five more bells.
Dreams are far away from crying, and books are urged into ink.
Wax half-caged gold emerald, musk smoked micro-embroidered hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan Mountain, and even more 10,000 pounds across Pengshan Mountain.
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.
Spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk, the wax torch into gray tears began to dry.
Xiao Jing but sad clouds changed, night groan should feel the cold moonlight.
Pengshan has no more roads to go, and the blue bird is attentive to visit.
According to legend, although Li Shangyin and Song Huayang could not stay together, the two were separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, but they exchanged letters and letters through poetry and letters to convey lovesickness.
Li Shangyin's life has been bumpy, accompanied by Huayang's encouragement and enlightenment, and the two are not only lovers, but also confidants. It is said that until his old age, he managed to meet Song Huayang in Chang'an.
The anchovy incense is thin and heavy, and the Biwen dome is deep in the night.
The fan cut moon was ashamed, and the thunder of the car was not understood.
It was once lonely gold ember dark, no news pomegranate red.
The spotted horse is only tied to the yang bank, where the southwest is a good wind.
When Li Shangyin was 24 years old, he ascended to the throne, and at the time of his smooth career, he also married his wife and started a family.
His wife, Wang Shi, is a beautiful and gentle and considerate woman. However, she was the daughter of Wang Maoyuan of the Li party, and Li's mentor Ling Huchu was a member of the Niu Party. After being caught up in the whirlpool of partisanship, Li Shangyin was repeatedly transferred and degraded, and the husband and wife gathered less and left more.
In a remote place, he could not receive news from his wife, but Li Shangyin firmly believed that the two were stronger than Jin, and they were thinking of each other.
"Night Rain Sends North"
Junwen returned to the autumn pond at night.
He Dang cut the candle in the west window together, but when it rained at night.
When Li Shangyin wrote this family letter, he was in Bashu and his wife was in Chang'an.
"The Shu Road is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky." The letters were difficult to understand, and when he replied to the letter, he thought that two months ago, his beloved wife Wang Shi had died at the end of the summer in the grass and wood jingjing.
The warm and beautiful vision of talking at night and talking to each other has become empty, and it has become an eternal and inexplicable obsession.
Jinser unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one pillar Sihua Nian.
Zhuang Sheng Xiao dreamed of butterflies, and wangdi chunxin trusted the cuckoo.
There are tears in the pearls of the sea and the moon, and the warm jade smoke of the blue field.
This can be a memory, but it was already confused at the time.
Some people say that this is Li Shangyin's tribute to his wife Wang Shi; others say that it should be written to Song Huayang, a confidant of Hongyan. Perhaps, it was also what he saw and encountered in his life, and he could not help but sigh with pity.
After Li Shangyin was involved in the political party struggle, he began to drift all his life, and his career was difficult, and the women who appeared in his life were mostly fateless, even if they were promised in their lives, they were like the spring red of March, and they returned too hurriedly.
"It is useless to think straight, and it is crazy not to be worried."
Although I know that indulging in lovesickness is not beneficial, I am still willing to be obsessed with that person and that past for the rest of my life. This is Li Shangyin.
There are many sorrows and joys in the world, and these beautiful love poems that write love are left for future generations to taste and experience, and they also depict the best appearance of love in their hearts.