A poem about missing time

1. Poems expressing thoughts include:

1, Jinse by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Translation:

Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth? Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.

The moon, the sea and Jiao Ren shed tears, and the jade in Lantian can only turn into smoke when it is warm. Why do you want to recall this scene at this time, just because my heart was just at a loss at that time.

2. Du Mu's exclamations in Tang Dynasty

Original text:

I hate finding incense too late, and I have seen it a few years ago.

Now the wind is full of flowers and green leaves.

Translation:

I blame myself for the late spring, and the flowers I have seen before are gone.

Nowadays, the change of wind and rain makes the flowers wither and wither. It is already the season of lush green leaves and heavy fruits, and it is almost the harvest season.

3. Cui Hu in "South Village of Capital" in Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Translation:

Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom.

When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.

4. Southern Song Dynasty Lu You Chai Feng red crisp hands

Original text:

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!

Translation:

Red crisp greasy hands, holding a cup full of yellow wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. No, no, no!

The spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Mo, Mo, Mo!

5. He Zhu in the Northern Song Dynasty "Walking on the Shahe River, Willow Returning to the Pond"

Original text:

Liugui pond, Yuanyang from Pu. Lv Ping got up and broke the lotus boat road. No bees and butterflies yearn for fragrance.

Return to the light to welcome the tide, clouds bring rain. Yiyi seems to be talking to a poet. I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason.

Translation:

Willow trees surround the winding pond, and by the remote canal, dense duckweeds block the lotus girl. There are no bees and butterflies to appreciate my fragrance. Lotus is getting old and has a bitter heart.

Tide with sunset, rushed into the lotus pond, clouds with raindrops, ruthlessly hit the lotus. Swaying with the wind, she seems to be telling the poet her sadness: she refused to open in spring, but now she is suffering from desolation in the autumn wind for no reason.

6. Northern Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Born Mistakes in Yuan Xi"

Original text:

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

Translation:

Last year, on the fifteenth day of the first month of the Lantern Festival, the lights of the flower market were as bright as during the day. The moon rises at the top of the willow tree, and he asks me to talk to him after dusk.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. Never see last year's lover again, and Pearl's clothes are soaked with tears.

7. In the Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha Who Read the West Wind and Cool Alone"

Original text:

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.

Translation:

The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past.

Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.

2. What poems are missing? 1. Poems on Porcelain in Tongguan Kiln (Excerpt) Anonymous in Tang Dynasty.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.

2. The modern process is in Sheng Jun I was not born.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early. You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day. I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me. I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.

3. "Gift to Zhang Sheng" Yuan Zhen's Biography of Yingying in Tang Dynasty

Abandon this road, then kiss yourself. Will also be old, pity today.

4. Zhang Ji, "Yin Jiefu" in Tang Dynasty

You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt. My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.

5. Cui Jiao, a "maid of honor" in the Tang Dynasty.

The prince's children rushed back, and the beautiful woman was wet with tears. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea.

6. Jin Se by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

7. Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty was called "the south village of Beijing"

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

8. Cha Sheng Zi Yuan Xi by Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

9. "Chai Feng Hong Su Shou" Lu You in the Song Dynasty

Red crisp hands, yellow wine. Spring scenery in the city, weeping willows on the palace walls, and east wind evil. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no!

Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!

10. "Hairpin Phoenix Love Letter on Earth" Song Tang Wan

The world is thin and human feelings are evil. Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different. Today is not yesterday. A sick soul is often like a thousand ropes. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide.

Famous sayings about missing

If you cry because you missed the sun, you will also miss the stars. Tagore

2. If you miss the Internet, you miss not only an opportunity, but an entire era. -Wang

3, some people, some things, missed a moment, is a lifetime. -Su Qin

It is only a matter of time before happiness will come. If you wait for many years and happiness comes at the moment you turn around, then you may miss your life. -Zhang Ailing

When the danger is approaching, it is more beneficial to seize the opportunity to invite directly than to hesitate to dodge. Because the result of hesitation is precisely missed the opportunity to overcome it. bacon

6. Rich people never miss a chance to be tacky. -Balzac

7. If someone misses the opportunity, it's probably not that the opportunity didn't come, but that the person waiting for the opportunity didn't see it coming. When the opportunity came, he didn't reach for it. -romain rolland

8. I like music for a while. I miss listening to music for a while. I miss the palmprint of another time. What would it feel like to listen to that song at that time? Did we meet then? Meet or miss? Or, an encounter without an ending? -Xi Murong

9. God is fair. He will never let a good man go, nor will he let a bad man go. Wendong Xie

10, pack up and go on. If you miss the flowers, you will reap the rain. If you miss this one, you will meet the next one. -Master Ke

1 1. Youth can be wasted, but people can't. Once some people miss it. Su Xiaolan

12, everyone here missed the stage of absolute non-criminal responsibility! If I had known this, I would have avenged myself! Alas, what a good opportunity for crime is before me. -Chen Litian

13, the star that cannot be picked is always the brightest. The small fish that slips away is always the most beautiful. Missed movies are always the best. My lost lover always knows me best. -How many meters?

14 Of course, everyone has a goal in life and dreams he likes, but people are always indispensable, and in order not to feel guilty about missing a day's journey in life, they often feel the need to lie in the grass and hum a poem to enjoy the loveliness of real life without any worries. -Hayes

15, four things are gone forever: words spoken, arrows shot, past time and missed opportunities. -Arabian Peninsula

3. Which poems express the missed time and opportunity? The hairpin is especially red and crisp, and Huang Teng wine.

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no! Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin.

Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.

Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! Tang Wan, the Hairpin Phoenix, has a thin world and bad human feelings. It is easy to send flowers when it rains at dusk.

The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone.

Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy.

Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Helpless, deja vu. Swallows came to this gate today last year, and peach blossoms set each other off.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

See last year, tears spilled on Man Chun's shirt sleeve! Ouyang Xiu, a former chess player.

4. Poems about cherishing time. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.

The solar terms do not spare seedlings, and the years do not spare people.

Without two mornings in a day, time will not come.

The prime of life no longer comes, and time waits for no one.

Don't eat all day and don't give up your job.

Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read.

Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.

Flowers will reopen one day, and life is no longer a teenager.

Time is money.

Similar years, different years.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Absolute beauty, gone forever, woke up in the morning is also very uncomfortable. As long as you encourage yourself in time, time waits for no one.

5. Thoughts on the lost ancient poems of Xibao Mountain

Liu Yuxi

Since Wang Jun brought his towering ship down from Yizhou, the ghost of the royal family has languished in Nanjing.

The long Zhang Qian chain sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag was lowered on the stone wall.

How many sad past in life, the mountains still remain cold.

It is the day when the China world is unified. The ancient fortress is full of ruins and autumn reeds.

Titu chengnan Zhuang

Cui Hu

On this day last year, in this door,

Peach blossoms set each other off in red.

People don't know where to go,

Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Shengchazi

Ouyang Xiu

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I haven't seen you last year, and my sleeves are wet with tears.

Inlaid harp

Li shangyin

Why does a sad piano have fifty strings?

Every string, every plant evokes the vanished spring.

The hazy morning dream becomes a butterfly.

The king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea,

The blue fields breathe their emeralds to the sun.

A moment that should last forever,

Before I knew it, it had come and gone.

6. Cherish the poems of time. Du Qiuniang advised you not to cherish golden clothes, and to cherish youth.

When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one. The author of this topic, Complete Poems of Tang Poetry, is anonymous.

The meaning of this poem is relatively simple, and it repeatedly emphasizes cherishing time and not missing youth. The swaying posture is intriguing.

Time flies, we must cherish the lost time. There is a place to find the lost time. Lost time is nowhere to be found. If time is free, we will regret it. In spring, it is expensive. Every minute counts. Every minute counts. One minute is very important. One minute is very important. One minute is very important. An inch is very important. An inch is very important. An inch is very important. Time is hard to buy. Young people who don't study hard will regret their lack of knowledge. An inch is very important. Time is hard to buy. The mountains are endless. People who travel in water still have broken waves. An inch is important.

7. Cherish the poems of time.

Du Qiuniang

I advise you not to cherish witch hazel,

I advise you to cherish your youth.

Flowers can be folded straight,

Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches.

The author of this topic, Complete Poems of Tang Poetry, is anonymous. The meaning of this poem is relatively simple, and it repeatedly emphasizes cherishing time and not missing youth. The swaying posture is intriguing.

Time flies like an arrow. We must cherish it.

Lost gold has a place to find, and lost time has nowhere to find.

If you spend your time in the past, you will regret it.

Spring is precious, and now every minute counts.

One point of career, one point of spirit and one point of time are as expensive as a thousand pounds.

An inch of time and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

Teenagers don't study hard, and they regret their lack of knowledge when they are old.

An inch of time and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

There are endless dangers, tourists are tired of water, and there are still broken waves.

An inch of time and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in morning.

8. Write a poem that cherishes time. Yan Zhenqing, a calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, wrote an immortal poem "Persuade to Learn": "It's a reading night. Black hair doesn't know how to study early, and Bai Shoufang regrets studying late. " He advised people to study hard and not to miss the good time of reading.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, there was a poet Wang Zhenbai in Yongfeng (now Guangfeng County, Jiangxi Province). He was the first scholar. Two poems by Bailudong, the first one is:

Reading doesn't know the depth of spring.

An inch of time is an inch of gold.

It's not that Taoist priests make everyone laugh.

Zhou Qing Sikong is in pursuit.

Long song (excerpt)

HanYueFu

The sunflower in the green garden,

Morning dew waits for the sun.

Yangchun budeze,

Everything is wonderful.

I am often afraid of autumn festivals.

The leaves of yellow flowers are dying.