十年生死两茫茫,不思量,自难忘。千里孤坟,无处话凄凉。纵使相逢应不识,尘满面,鬓如霜。夜来幽梦忽还乡。小轩窗,正梳妆。相顾无言,惟有泪千行。料得年年肠断处,明月夜,短松冈——苏轼《江城子·十年生死两茫茫》重过阊门万事非,同来何事不同归?梧桐半死清霜后,头白鸳鸯失伴飞。原上草,露初晞,旧栖新垅两依依。空床卧听南窗雨,谁复挑灯夜补衣! Ten years of life and death, do not think about, since the unforgettable. Thousands of miles of solitary graves, nowhere desolation. Even if they meet, they should not know, dust, and frost. In the night, the dream returned suddenly. Xiaoxuan’s window is dressing. There is nothing but words and tears. Expected to have an annual bowel break, bright moonlight night, short Matsuoka - Su Shi, “Jiang Chengzi ten years of life and death, two tactics” to re-open the door to everything else, with what come to a different matter? Indus half dead after the death of the cream fly. The original grass, dew early, old habitat new two Yiyi. Empty bed lying listening to the rain in the south window, who will pick up the night lights!