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I still listen to old friends’ songs in the middle of the night. It’s better not to meet the beautiful city. Where does the beauty come from?

"It is better to listen to the songs of old friends in the middle of the night than to miss the beauty of the city." "Mrs. Li" by Bai Juyi.

"Mrs. Li" is a seven-character quatrain composed by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty.

Mrs. Li

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty first mourned Mrs. Li.

My wife refused to say goodbye when she was ill, and she left her kindness in life after her death.

I can’t thank you enough for your kindness, so I ordered you to take a photo in the Ganquan Palace.

What's the use of painting? If you don't talk or laugh, you'll kill someone.

He also ordered the alchemists to combine elixirs and boil them in jade cauldrons and burn them in alchemy furnaces.

The night is quiet in the Jiuhua tent, and the anti-soul fragrance descends on the lady’s soul.

Where is the lady’s soul? The cigarette is led to the place where the incense is burned.

After coming, why bother? It doesn’t take a moment, the misty and melodious will disappear.

I don’t know how fast I am leaving and how late I am coming.

The green moth looks like a normal person, not like when Zhaoyang was sick.

When the soul does not come, your heart will be bitter, and when the soul comes, you will also feel sad.

The lamp is behind the curtain and I can't say anything. I haven't used it for a while but it still doesn't work.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was not the only one who was sad. Everyone was like this from ancient times to the present.

You don’t see King Mu crying for three days, and he hurts Sheng Ji in front of the heavy jade platform.

There was no more tears in Tailing's eyes, and she was thinking of Concubine Yang at the foot of Mawei slope.

Even if the beauty turns to dust, this hatred will last long during the period of no sales.

Life is also confusing, death is also confusing, beautiful things are confusing and people cannot forget them.

Everyone has feelings, not just wood or stone. It would be better not to encounter the beauty of a beautiful city.

Bai Juyi (772-846), whose courtesy name was Lotte and also known as Xiangshan Jushi in his later years, was a native of Xinzheng, Henan (now Xinzheng, Zhengzhou). He was a great realist poet in the Tang Dynasty of my country and a famous and far-reaching poet in the history of Chinese literature. Poet and litterateur. His poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms, and simple and popular language. He is known as the "Poetry Demon" and the "Poetry King". He became a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and a doctor of Zuo Zanshan. There is "Bai's Changqing Collection" handed down from generation to generation, and his representative poems include "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", "Charcoal Seller", "Pipa Play" and so on.