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《凤凰台上忆吹箫》(宋·李清照)
香冷金猊,被翻红浪,起来慵自梳头。任宝奁尘满,日上帘钩。生怕离怀别苦,多少事,欲说还休。新来瘦,非干病酒,不是悲秋。
休休,这回去也,千万遍《阳关》,也则难留。念武陵人远,烟锁秦楼。惟有楼前流水,应念我,终日凝眸。凝眸处,从今又添,一段新愁。
In the copper furnace where the suanni lifting buttons were cast, the incense was already cold, and the red brocade was piled up like a wave on the bed head, and I had no intention to collect it. In the morning, lazy do not want to brush hair. Let the luxurious dressing-case be dusty, let the sunrise light on the curtain hooks. I was afraid to think of the pain of parting, how much I had to say to him, but I could not bear to say it. His recent weight loss was not due to excessive drinking or the influence of autumn. Forget it, forget it, this time he must go, even if he sings the farewell song of "Yang Guan" ten thousand times, he can not retain. Think of my sweetheart will go away, leaving me alone to keep the empty building, only the water in front of the building, should be thinking of me, reflecting my eyes all day. As I gaze into the distance, from now on, I have added a new sorrow to look forward to every day.
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