1. Famous quotes and poems about life and death

Live as a hero, and die as a ghost. -----Li Qingzhao

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. ----Gu Yanwu

Between heaven and earth in life, it is like a white horse passing by, all of a sudden (Zhuangzi)

Between heaven and earth in life, it is like a traveler from afar (Nineteen Ancient Poems)

How many things can you do in a lifetime, like a flash of lightning (Jin Dynasty, Tao Yuanming)

There is no end to heaven and earth, and human life is like a morning glow (Three Kingdoms, Cao Zhi)

Thirty-six thousand days , hold candles every night. The day is so short, a hundred years are like the sea---(Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)

It is difficult for a young man to learn from an old man, and an inch of time is not wasted. Before he realizes the dream of spring grass in the pond, the phoenix leaves in front of the steps are already sounding in autumn ( Song Zhu Xi)

In order to understand how short life is, a person must go through a long road of life --- (Schopenhauer)

Life is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. .

—— (China) Chen Duxiu

Life should be like a candle, burning from top to bottom, always bright.

——(China) Xiao Chunv

Life is really a book with complex content and heavy weight. It is worth turning to the last page that an individual can turn, and it must be read slowly. The translation.

——(China) Shen Congwen

Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.

——(Western Han Dynasty) Sima Qian

He is a hero when he is born, and he is a spirit when he dies.

——(Northern Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu

He was a hero in life and a hero in death.

——(Southern Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao

Life and death are things on a line. Life is struggle, death is rest. Life is activity, death is sleep.

—— (China) Guo Moruo

Some roads may seem very short but are far away. If you lack patience, you will never reach the end.

——(China) Shen Congwen

As long as you can cultivate a flower, you might as well become a rotten grass.

——(China) Lu Xun

On the road of life, there are white and fragrant flowers and sharp thorns, but those who love themselves and their loved ones will forget that there are thorns and only think about them. flower.

——(China) Contradiction 2. Poems about life and death

The poems about "death" are:

1. "Three Poems for Mourning"

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[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen

They got married in the seventeenth year of this year.

Looking at each other is not enough, let alone a long-term donation.

My temples are already very white, but my body will remain intact for a long time.

In the end, I will be in the same hole, with tears streaming down my face.

2. "Three Songs of Mourning"

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen

Every birth is like a dream, and there are many strong intentions when meeting people.

I am still lonely after returning, and who do I want to talk to?

The window is cold and a solitary firefly enters, and the night is long and a wild goose passes by.

There is no most bitterness in the world, but this is the best way to get rid of the pain.

3. "Three Poems for Mourning"

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen

I have always had shortcomings, how dare I ask the sky.

No woman in the world can be as beautiful and virtuous as she has seen.

For example, if a fool lives longer, why not live longer?

I can bear this treasure and bury it in Jiuquan.

4. "Ode to Mourning"

[Yuan Dynasty] Zheng Xi

Close-up of green notes coming and going,

Why should a beautiful woman feel sorry for herself? talent.

Sad that spring and flowers have all gone,

The oriole that cries to kill will never come back

5. "This is why I sent this poem to mourn the death of Yuan Jiu"

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[Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi

Tears at night are sold out in the bright moonlight, and the spring heart breaks away from the Peony Garden.

There is no cure for this disease in the world, only the four volumes of Lankavatara Sutra. 3. Ancient poems about life and death

1. Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking about them.

From the original poem "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" written by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.

Even if we meet each other, we should not recognize each other, our face will be covered with dust and our temples will be like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.

We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

Translation It has been ten years since we said goodbye to each other. We cannot bear to miss each other, but we will never forget them. The lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to express the sadness and desolation in my heart.

Even if you and I meet as husband and wife, I’m afraid you won’t be able to recognize me. My face is covered with dust and my temples are as frosty as I am running around. Last night I returned to my hometown in my dream and saw you dressing up in front of the mirror.

You and I were silent and speechless, and we could only shed a thousand lines of tears.

I expected that your heart would break for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, on that lonely short pine hill.

2. When it penetrates the sun and the moon, life and death will be settled. An excerpt from the original poem "Song of Righteousness" written by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty.

Or to cross the river and swallow Hu Jie generously. Or for hitting the thief's wat, the head will be broken if it is turned upside down.

It is the majestic energy that will last forever. When it penetrates the sun and moon, life and death will be settled.

The maintenance of the earth depends on it, and the pillars of heaven depend on it. The three cardinal principles are actually life-related, and morality is the root.

I am sorry for the incompetence of Tuanyangjiu. Translation Sometimes it is shown as Zhuge Liang who wrote "The Master's Guide". His loyalty to death makes ghosts and gods weep.

Sometimes it appears as Ji when Zu Ti crossed the Yangtze River and went on a northern expedition, passionately vowing to devour Hu Jie. Sometimes it is shown that Duan Xiushi beats the traitor's wat so hard that the traitor's head is suddenly broken.

This kind of majestic energy fills the universe, and justice is inviolable and will last forever. When this kind of righteousness reaches the sky and penetrates the sun and the moon, there is no need to talk about living or dying! The earth relies on it to stand upright, and the sky pillar relies on it to support itself.

The Three Cardinal Principles rely on it to maintain life, and morality relies on it to have its foundation. What's sad is that when I encountered a national crisis, I really couldn't afford to go to Anguo to kill the thieves.

3. I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband’s vows are as important as life and death. From the original poem "Ode to a Chaste Woman: A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping" written by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls.

Feeling your affection, tied in a red lining. The concubine's house has tall buildings and gardens, and the beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light.

I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is as good as life and death. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, why not meet again when you are not married.

Translation You know that I already have a husband, but you still want to give me a pair of pearls. I am grateful in my heart for your lingering affection and tying the pearl on my red short shirt.

My high-rise building is connected to the royal garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know that you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to fight with my husband through life and death.

Returning your twin pearls brings tears to my eyes. I regret not meeting you before I got married. 4. If you live and die for the benefit of the country, why should you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?

From the original poem "Two Poems to Tell the Family at the Entrance to the garrison" written by Lin Zexu in the Qing Dynasty. Smile when you go out, and your heart will not be sad, your mighty mind will spread everywhere. Current affairs are difficult to establish without fault, and high officials are not born by themselves.

Feng Tao looked back at the three islands in the sky, and Chen soil counted nine Gai from the beginning. Don't believe children's frivolous words, scoff at him and give him a lampstand.

If the strength is weak and the responsibilities are heavy, the spirit will be exhausted for a long time. If it continues to be exhausted and mediocre, it will definitely fail. If you live and die for the benefit of the country, why should you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?

Talking stories with the mountain's wife, trying to chant will kill the old scalp.

Translation I leave home and go on a long journey. No matter where I go, I will open my broad mind. We should be optimistic and open-minded, and should not feel sad or sad.

It is difficult to succeed in major events in the world and the country without making mistakes. Even high-ranking officials are not born. Recalling the vigorous anti-smoking campaign in Guangdong to resist the British, I despise the British invaders.

From now on, I will travel around the motherland, observe the situation, and count the mountains and rivers. Ignore those people who gloat and cynicize, and despise nonsense like "Mr. Zhao sent a lampstand."

I have low abilities and heavy responsibilities, and I have already felt exhausted. I have to take on heavy responsibilities again and again, but with my aging body and mediocre talents, I will definitely not be able to support it.

I will risk my life if it is good for the country. Is it possible to avoid disasters and step forward to welcome blessings? I was exiled to Yili because of your kindness.

It is better for me to retire and become a soldier. I was joking and talking to my old wife about the story of Song Zhenzong summoning Yang Pu and Su Dongpo to prison as recorded in "Dongpo Zhilin", and said that you might as well recite the poem "This time I will lose my scalp" to express my gratitude. I see you off.

5. When you die, you will know that everything is in vain, but the sadness will not be the same as in all nine states. From the original poem "Shi'er" written by Lu You in the Song Dynasty. After death, I know that everything is in vain, but I am not as sad as Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices. Translation: I originally knew that there would be nothing after death, but I was just sad that I could not see the country reunified.

On the day when the Song Dynasty army regains the lost land in the Central Plains, don’t forget to tell me when you hold family sacrifices. 4. Poems about life and death in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad

Medieval times: Sacrificing one’s life to go to a national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return.

Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.

Zhongjin: During the day, my coffins floating on the river were pieced together into the current bridge or wedding boat.

My bones are the remaining roof of humanity on the water. ——Haizi

Outer Jin: Death is not the opposite of life, but exists forever as a part of life.

——Haruki Murakami

Waigu: Death is sleep, it is nothing more than that!

If one sleep can end the pain of the soul and the suffering of the body,

then, this outcome is to be expected!

Die, sleep.

But in sleep there may be dreams, ah, that's the hindrance:

When we are freed from this dying skin,

In the sleep of death What dreams will come?

It makes us hesitate,

makes us willing to endure long-term disasters,

Otherwise, who would tolerate all kinds of torture in the world,

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What if he could simply end it with a single blow?

Who else would be willing to work as a cow or a horse, tired of toil all their life,

silently endure the hardships, and not fly far away, drifting in the vague realm,

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What if he wasn't hesitant because of fear of what would happen after him?

This is a country that no one knows about, and has never returned since ancient times. ——Shakespeare 5. Poems about life and death

The poems about "death" are: 1. "Three Poems for Mourning" [Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen became a couple in the seventeenth year of this year.

Looking at each other is not enough, let alone a long-term donation. My temples are already very white, but my body will be intact for a long time.

In the end, I will be in the same hole, with tears streaming down my face. 2. "Three Songs of Mourning" [Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen: Every time he was born, he was like a dream, and he had many strong intentions when meeting people.

I am still lonely after returning, and who do I want to talk to? The solitary firefly enters the cold window, and a wild goose passes by during the long night.

There is no most bitterness in the world, but this is the best way to get rid of the pain. 3. "Three Poems for the Death" [Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen I have always been short-sighted, how dare I ask the sky.

No woman in the world can be as beautiful and virtuous as she has seen. For example, if you want a fool to live longer, why not live longer?

I can bear this treasure and bury it in Jiuquan. 4. "Ode to Mourning" [Yuan Dynasty] Zheng Xi Close-up of the green notes coming and going, How can a beautiful woman feel sorry for her talent.

Sad that all spring and flowers are gone, the oriole crows and kills and cannot be called back 5. "This is why I send my poems mourning the death of Yuan Jiu" [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi's tears at night secretly sold out the bright moon, and the spring intestines are far away from the peonies. court. There is no cure for this disease in the human world, only the four volumes of Lankavatara Sutra.