1. Verses about looking back

Verses about looking back 1. What are the ancient poems about "memory"

1. Huanxisha·Who thinks of the west wind alone Cool

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who thinks of the west wind and the coolness alone, the rustling yellow leaves behind closed windows, meditating on the past and setting the sun.

Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

Translation

The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague.

Taking a nap after drinking, the spring is blooming, gambling in the boudoir, the clothes are full of tea fragrance, the ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled.

2. Qingpingle·Every year in the snow

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Every year in the snow, I often put plum blossoms to get drunk. There is no good intention to remove all the plum blossoms, but to win the clothes full of tears.

This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.

Translation

When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms. Later, although I had the plum branches in my hands, I was not in a good mood to enjoy them. I just rubbed them carelessly, causing my clothes to be stained with tears.

When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and the short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray. Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it was probably hard to see their splendor.

3. The magpie steps on the branches·The six-curved railing is nestled against the green tree

The Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

The six-curved railing is nestled against the green tree, and the willow tree is full of gold in the gentle breeze. thread. Who moved the zither to the jade pillar, and the swallows flew through the curtain.

My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain. When sleeping, the orioles talk gibberish, and the frightened and disabled good dreams are nowhere to be found.

Translation

In the green shade, a unique and quiet small building quietly stands alone, with its twists and turns of railings tightly nestled against the green trees, and the two complement each other. The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the light yellow, tender green, and silky willows sway their waists in the wind, swaying in various ways.

The spring is bright, the sky is clear, the hair is curling, and the catkins are flying. This is the scene of late spring. Just when the apricot flowers are in full bloom and extremely beautiful, it starts to rain lightly. Amidst such deep feelings, she couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep. While she was sleeping soundly and dreaming sweetly, she was awakened by the crisp cry of an oriole outside the window, and her sweet dream was nowhere to be found.

4. Linjiangxian·Climbing the small pavilion at night to recall old tours in Luozhong

Song Dynasty: Chen Yuyi

Recalling the old days of drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge, sitting in the middle was mostly Heroic. The long ravine flows away silently. In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, I play the flute until dawn.

More than twenty years have been like a dream, although this body is in shock. I leisurely climbed up to the small pavilion to see the new weather. There are so many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third watch.

Translation

I recall those days when we had a drink at Wuqiao, and all the people present were heroes. The moonlight reflects on the river and flows quietly with the water. In the faint shadow of the apricot blossoms, I play the bamboo flute until dawn.

The past twenty years have been like a dream. Although I am here, I look back with fear. Out of boredom, I climbed up to the small attic to watch the first sight of the new rain. Many historical events throughout the ages have been sung by fishermen in the middle of the night.

5. Lotus leaf cup·Remember that year when the flowers fell

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

Remember that year when the flowers fell, late at night, when I first met Xie Niang . On the west side of the water hall, the painted curtain hangs down, showing the dark phase of hand in hand.

The melancholy Xiaoying and the waning moon are separated from each other by sound and dust. Now we are all strangers in a foreign land, and we have no reason to meet each other.

Translation

I remember that night that year, Xie Niang and I met for the first time under the flowers beside the pond. The curtains were lowered, and they joined hands to secretly agree on a date to meet. I couldn't bear to be apart and had to break up.

Before you know it, the waning moon is about to end, and the early morning warblers are already ringing. We broke up and haven’t heard from each other since. Now that we are all strangers in a foreign land, I am afraid we will never have the chance to meet.

2. What are the ancient poems about "memory"

Sentences about "memory": 1. After a long separation, we can remember each other, where did the lonely boat come from.

——Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty, "Happy to Li Han from Yue" The whole poem: Floating south on the sea, thousands of miles to Wutai. After a long separation, we still remember each other. Where did the lonely boat come from?

The spring breeze makes guests drunk, and the moon in the river opens to people. You are unfettered, and the sand gull alone does not guess.

2. The long cause is sent to someone else's place, and I remember the time when I found another home. ——Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty, "Thoughts on a Journey to Jibei" The whole poem: Looking at the country every day, singing in the sky with white ramie poems.

Chang Yin gave it away to someone else, so I recalled the time when I found another home. When you are frustrated, you still talk alone; when you are sad, you only know it yourself.

The willow tree outside the guest pavilion has all its branches facing south. 3. The willows grow on the spring embankment, recalling the time with old friends.

——Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran's "Sending Shanyin Cui Shaofu Guofu on the River" The whole poem: Willows grow on the spring embankment, recalling old friends. The grass and trees have no intention of doing so; they will flourish and wither at their own time.

The shadow of the mountain determines the distance, and the sun on the river misses me. Not as good as the Orchid Pavilion Meeting, chanting poems to exorcise evil spirits in vain.

4. When the shuttle stops, I sadly remember the people far away. When I sleep alone in a solitary room, I shed tears like rain.

——Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Crying in the Night" The whole poem: The crow wants to rest on the edge of Huangyun City, and flies back to crow on the dumb branches.

The girl from Qinchuan is weaving brocade in the machine, and the blue gauze is like smoke and she is talking through the window. Stopping the shuttle, I recall the distant people sadly, and I sleep alone in a lonely room with tears like rain.

5. Recall that in Jincheng the songs were blowing to the sea, and the rain was unknown for seven nights. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Listening to the Rain on a Winter Night" The whole poem: Every drop around the eaves is like a piano building, and it is strange to listen to it in a quiet room with pillows.

Reminiscent of the song blowing in the sea in Jincheng, and the rain on seven nights was unknown. 6. Sighing now, haggard and remembering the past joys, separated by heavy doors.

——Song Dynasty Huayue's "The River is Red" The whole poem: I am too lazy to take the crown, but only take a branch of green cypress. The finger is pricked and the book is sealed, and there is still blood left.

The willow eyebrows are frowning with sorrow, and the peach face is wet with sweat and rouge. Guess who knows the names of the ancient poems "Yuxian" and "Bai".

The bottle has fallen, I would rather have no problem. The alliance has been lost and it is difficult to become an equal.

I remember the pavilion in the past and the northeast of the painting building. The candle shadow burns the butterfly dream, and the feathers wrinkle the wings of the mandarin duck.

Sighing now, haggardly remembering the joy of the past, separated by heavy doors. 7. Reminiscing about the past meeting when we were both young, we don’t know who will be the first to fall in love.

——Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty, "It's Hard to Trust You" Complete poem: Hibiscus blooms in the morning and falls again in the evening, I am uniquely different from the flower Ning. Reminiscing about the past meeting when we were both young, we didn't know who would be the first to fall in love.

I appreciate your preparations and chase you away. Chengjun’s family is well-off and hard-working. He can know that people and affairs are repeated, and slanderous words will disappear in a moment.

When I got married, I was too embarrassed to wear my robes, but now I realize how difficult it is to trust you. It’s difficult for you to trust me, but I don’t forget the old promise.

8. Naiyou is separated, under the moonlight of Yaotai, I look back and think about it frequently. ——Zhou Bangyan, Song Dynasty, "Niannujiao" The whole poem: When the drunk soul wakes up, he hears the song of a bird, and the quiet room becomes quiet.

The light sun is dim and dawn is dawning, and the sky is full of beautiful scenery. I cherish the fragrant plums the most, they bloom secretly in the cold weather, leaking the news of spring.

The pond is full of fragrant grass and beautiful scenery. Because I remember the old days and the peach blossoms in the alley, it's like we first met each other.

Time flies, because I am used to it, looking for rain and traces of clouds. It's time to leave, under the moonlight on Yaotai, I look back and think about it frequently.

Heavy sorrow and hatred, everything is in my mind. 9. I long recall the time when we said goodbye. The scenery was sparse upstairs, and the bright moon was like water.

——Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Yong Yu Le" The whole poem: I remember the time of farewell, the scenery is sparse upstairs, the bright moon is like water. Good wine, clear songs, lingering, and the moon follows people thousands of miles away.

Don’t come here three times, lonely and full, left out and drunk with me. Rolling bead curtains, looking at the shadows sadly, I can't sleep until dawn.

I have a guest coming from Huaishang today. I can tell you what you mean. With the Qinghuai River, it is clear that there are tears of lovesickness in the sea.

Where are you now? The Western Wall is under the Qing Dynasty, and the night is full of dew and invasion. At this time, if you look at the bright moon in the corridor, you should also remember it secretly.

10. Whoever is passionate about the Tao will meet and remember each other. ——Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty, "The River is Red" The whole poem: Visiting the rain and looking for the clouds is nothing more than a strange and beautiful appearance.

There is something in it, innocence and beauty, and a natural standard. The bad hair, the beautiful face, the happy face, it is a pity to think about it carefully.

After separation, resentment and idle sorrow piled up. There is no information.

The dream soul is broken and hard to find. After thinking about it, how can I get it?

Whoever is so sentimental and relies on Xiangdao, come to see each other and remember each other. If it doesn't work, it will always be like today, lightly thrown away.

11. When I recall the joy of my hometown with sadness, when will I be able to plant more flowers in my urn? ——Lu Xun's "Farewell to My Brothers" Complete poem: At dusk, the boat stopped at Laopu's house, surrounded by thorny hedges and trees. Reminiscing about the joy of my hometown with sadness, when will I plant more flowers in the urn? Famous quotes about "memories": 1. On this very long road, I walked through Yangguan Avenue and also walked across a single-plank bridge.

Beside the road, there are deep mountains and swamps, and there are also pleasant flat slopes; there are apricot blossoms in spring rain, and there are autumn winds in the north; there are mountains and rivers, and there are dark willows and flowers; The road is too long, the time is too long, there are too many shadows, and the memories are too heavy.

——Ji Xianlin's "Eighty Years of Memories" 2. When you think about the changing future or recall the past, please don't forget to look back at your side, because I will always be there, With all my love. "So So What If You Are My Student" 3. Whose youth is not missing? Didn't miss it? Some can be made up for, and some are too late.

It doesn’t matter whether you are late or early, every good moment and beautiful scenery will eventually come to an end, and memories will also have a barren day, as long as you were there once. ——Zhang Xiaoxian 4. Live in memories, for the sake of him who cannot come back.

"Tomb Robbers Notes" 5. Since the future will not give us the chance to meet, we can only see each other in memories from now on - Luoluo "Meet each other in memories from now on" 6. Memories are a very tiring thing, just It's like when you have insomnia, no matter how you lie down, you can't lie down right. 7. The deepest and deepest place, the place where all memories are wiped blank.

When everything outside remains intact and life continues happily and normally, there is still a place of infinite silence. Like staying at the end of the edge of the entire universe, time and memory merge and solidify together.

You can still hear the most complete and lonely voice. ——Luoluo "Those Warm and Beautiful Things in Life" 8. She left nothing behind, only the shadow of memories in my life.

——Mai Xiyin's "Forward" 9. We were not by each other's side when we needed each other. Even if one day you no longer recognize me, the days we spent together will There will always be beautiful memories in my life. I know I am not his favorite, but I just want him to think of me. . ——Mai Xiyin's "Previous" 10. He left, leaving nothing behind, only the shadow of memories.

When I am lonely and hurt, I always think of the past that I can never go back to. I thought that the longer time goes by, the more memories will be diluted, but I found that I was wrong.

It can only make me think of the past even more - Mai Xiyin's "Forward".

3. Poems about looking back

The sun is approaching when you look up, but the white clouds are low when you look back.

"Huashan" by Kou Zhun of Song Dynasty. The general meaning of these two sentences is: Standing on the top of the mountain, it seems that the red sun is getting closer to me, and white clouds are floating under my feet. The poem is very real, and only tourists who have climbed to the top of Huashan Mountain can have such a feeling. These two poems also reveal the author's heroic feelings in his political career and entire life journey. Both "red sun" and "white clouds" seem to have allegorical meanings. It can be used to describe mountain scenery and the mood of mountaineering, and it can also express the author's spirit of welcoming light and defying difficulties.

Kou Zhun, a statesman and poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Huashan"

Looking back step by step, slowly moving closer. Looking back at the famous sayings

See "Farewell to Qiu Wei" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. Qiu Wei: The author's friend, Zeng Guan Prince You Shuzi. Near Pass: The gate to the border close to the capital. The general meaning of these two sentences is: looking back at Qiu Wei who was sending him a warm farewell step by step, he walked slowly and slowly towards the pass. It is very vivid to use "one step at a time looking back" to describe the feeling of reluctance, and it is still commonly used to describe the feeling of farewell.

4. Where are the poems about looking back

Water lilies swaying in the wind

Sprinkling tears on the lake of heart

Ripples , disappearing and appearing

There is no fluctuation in your eyes

Indifferent to pain, indifferent to joy

You condensed into ice in the summer of that year

Disappointed people will have cold eyes

Walking alone in the sun, no longer looking back

One day the heart river will drift in the desert

Looking back suddenly

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The snow-capped mountains stand indifferently in the sun

The thirsty soul suddenly understands

Indifference may be the sweet spring contained in dreams

No longer nothing The wandering of purpose

You took steps towards the snow-capped mountains

I really want to let time stay

I can’t walk away from your tenderness

The sitcom still lingers in my mind

The past is like smoke but I don’t regret it

Holding hands in dreams

When I still think about happiness

Can I find the right reason

Love makes me thinner

Longing is hidden in my eyes

When Wandering in the spring

Turning into a double disc and dancing

I really want to let time stop

I can't escape your tenderness

The romantic style is still strong

Silence is better than countless people in the world

Longing in fantasy

Qionglou is still recovering from its ideals

I don’t want to lose my flying red sleeves

Love makes me thinner

Longing is hidden in my eyes

Issue Looking forward to gathering together in the season of understanding

Life is here to fade away the sadness

5. What are the poems about recalling the past

1. "Who read Huanxisha" "The west wind is cool alone" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who thinks that the west wind is cool alone, the rustling yellow leaves are closing the windows, meditating on the past and setting the sun.

Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

Translation: The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague. Taking a nap after drinking, the beautiful spring weather is blooming, gambling games are taking place in the boudoir, and the clothes are filled with the fragrance of tea. The ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled.

2. "Qingpingle·Every year in the snow" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Every year in the snow, plum blossoms are often placed to make people drunk. There is no good intention to remove all the plum blossoms, but to win the clothes full of tears.

This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.

Translation: When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms. Later, although I had the plum branches in my hands, I was not in a good mood to enjoy them. I just rubbed them carelessly, causing my clothes to be stained with tears.

When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and the short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray. Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it was probably hard to see their splendor.

3. Shang Ruzhou County Tower/Shang Ruzhou City Tower

Tang Dynasty: Li Yi

At dusk, the drum horns look like Bianzhou, I came here thirty years ago building.

Today, the mountains and cities are weeping, and the sadness is not just a sad autumn.

Translation: Climbing up the Ruzhou City Tower, looking at the dim dusk scenery in front of me, it felt like I was on a frontier, and the familiar sound of drums and horns sounded in my ears. I thought that I was thirty years old when I first climbed up this tower. years ago.

Thinking that the war is not extinguished and the country is devastated; I feel melancholy not just because of this withered autumn!

4. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" Song Dynasty: Lu You

The setting sun on the city depicts the corners of sadness, Shen Yuan is not a restored pool platform,

Spring waves are green under the sad bridge , was once the shadow of Jinghong.

The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it.

Translation: The sound of painted horns on the city wall seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion.

The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a sudden dragon.

More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Garden are too old to spit out catkins and blow cotton.

Even though I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.

5. Linjiangxian·Climbing the small pavilion at night to recall old tours in Luozhong

Song Dynasty: Chen Yuyi

Recalling the old days of drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge, sitting in the middle was mostly Heroic. The long ravine flows away silently. In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, I play the flute until dawn.

More than twenty years have been like a dream, although this body is in shock. I leisurely climbed up to the small pavilion to see the new weather. There are so many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third watch.

Translation: I recall those days when we had a drink at Wuqiao, and all the people present were heroes. The moonlight reflects on the river and flows quietly with the water. In the faint shadow of the apricot blossoms, I play the bamboo flute until dawn.

The past twenty years have been like a dream. Although I am here, I look back with fear. Out of boredom, I climbed up to the small attic to watch the first sight of the new rain. Many historical events throughout the ages have been sung by fishermen in the middle of the night.