1. Looking for a lot of ancient poems about remembering old friends~
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless raindrops are as thin as sorrow. ——Song Dynasty Qin Guan's "Huanxi Sand·Momo Qinghan" "Small Building" The wind and rain are miserable, the rooster crows and crows. Now that I see a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are blowing, the rooster crows. Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless. Now that I see a gentleman, I am not happy? ——The Book of Songs "Wind and Rain" Far away is the Altair star, and the bright river is a Han woman. She holds her slender hands, and she is playing with the machine. She is unfinished all day long, and her tears are as cold as rain; the river is clear and shallow, and how many times have passed! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless. ——The Yuefu of the Han Dynasty, "The Faraway Altair" Li Min and others follow, and once they leave the group, it is like water pouring from the east, but there is no sun returning to the west. The night raindrops empty the steps, and the dawn lights Leaving the room secretly. When we feel sorry for each other, we all stop drinking. When will we get together together? ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties "Farewell at night before departure" I have missed my guest for a long time, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone. The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the white wind is beginning to rise. ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties Seeing each other off" Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad , the sound of broken bells can be heard in the night rain. ——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. There are thousands of miles in the Qingcao Lake, and a person is walking in the yellow plum rain. I am sad to see the night mooring on the beach, the sound of the wind turning the dark waves and the sound of boats. ——"Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty" "Lang Tao" Sand》The wind has returned, the clouds have stopped, the rain has cleared up, and the lakeside is warm and bright. The red mountain apricots are randomly scattered, and the new green water is covered with apples. The white geese are still flying with low wings, and the oriole's tongue is astringent. I don't say that spring in the south of the Yangtze River is not good. , The mood is weakened by illness year by year. ——Tang·Bai Juyi's "Spring Morning in Nanhu" The red Banjiang Bridge and the green wine flag are warm in the Guanwa Palace. When the sun sets, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled. Thousands of trees are hanging down. ——Tang ·Bai Juyi's "Willow Branch" In the early morning, the crickets crow again and stop, and the remaining lamps go out and turn on again. The night rain is known through the window, and the banana trees have the first sound. - Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi's "Night Rain" The boat from Badong goes to Brazil, the waves are windy and rainy. The cold flowers of Polygonum are rustling red, and the wet leaves of Gracilaria are green and desolate. - "Bamboo Branch" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The dormitory is empty, the autumn night is long, the night is long and sleepless, the sky is unknown. The shadow of the lamp behind the wall, the rustling sound of the dark rain hitting the window .——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "The White-haired Man in Shangyang" On a cold autumn night, an old man was at ease. After the lights were turned off, he slept in the sound of beautiful rain. The ashes warmed the fire in the bottle, and the fragrance added warmth to the quilt. The dawn was clear and the cold had not yet arisen. , the frost leaves are all red on the steps. - Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Autumn Rain Night Sleep" Xiyuan Post Road hangs on the city wall, and the guests are scattered in the river pavilion. The rain has not stopped. Go and have a look at the Fen River. The white clouds are still like the autumn of the Han Dynasty? ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Guozhou Houting sent off Judge Li's envoy to Jin Jiangde Qiuzi" The rain stopped at the east crossing of Yanglin, and Yonghe took a canoe for three days. The old man's house was on the peach blossom bank, until the stream flowed in front of the door. ——Tang Dynasty Chang "Three Days in Search of Li Jiuzhuang" The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who is leaning against the east wind? When the swallows don't return, it's late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. - Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Su Xi Pavilion" Turning your hands to make clouds and rain, they are all frivolous, so why count them? If you don’t see that you should make friends when you are poor, today’s people will abandon this way like dirt. - Tang Dynasty Du Fu’s "Poverty Friendship" It rains at night to cut spring leeks, and the new cooking room will be yellow. The master said that it is difficult to meet, and you will be tired of ten cups in one fell swoop. - Tang Dynasty · Du Fu's "To the Eight Virtues of the Guard" I'm exhausted... I can add more if necessary, just accept it~. 2. The most sad poems about missing old friends
Lan Zhou reminds me of my nostalgia.
, it should be a false display of good morning scenery. Even if I have a thousand feelings, who can I tell you (Liu Yong, "Yulin Ling"). After a song of Yangguan, the sound of heartbreak is gone, I am leaning on the railing alone (Liu Yong, "Youth Travel"). Did you know it before?
I regret that I didn’t lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong’s "Ding Fengbo"). In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, I can’t say who would lean on the railing. (Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The clothes and belts are getting wider and wider, but they are not destroyed in the end, and people are haggard because of the beauty.
(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the stamens, the fragrance is not in the calyx, the fragrance is deep in the bones (Chao Buzhi's "Yan Jiao'er") When spring comes, who is haggard? Knowing (Mrs. Wei's "Wulin Chun") The tired guests in the south of the Yangtze River cannot be listened to, and the pipes are too busy (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang") Looking at the moon and pavilion hand in hand, listening to the flute on the exposed bridge, thinking about the past, like a dream, with dark tears Drops (Zhou Bangyan's "The King of Lanling") My hometown is far away, when will I go (Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe") I asked in a low voice: Who are we staying at? It's been three o'clock in the city. The horse is slippery and the frost is thick, so it is better to leave. It is a journey with few people (Zhou Bangyan's "Youth Travel") Everyone tells me, this is Yi's appearance, how can she be like a niannu (Li Lu's "Pin Ling") Only Guanshan is full of moonlight tonight, thousands of miles away, plain and simple Guangtong ("Jiang Shenzi" by Xie Yi) When will Wanli Yunfan arrive? Send away the lonely soul, the eyes are cut off by the green mountains.
Who sings the golden thread for you (Ye Mengde's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom") I hate you not Jiang Louyue, north, south, east and west. North, south, east and west, there is no separation except for each other.
I hate you but it’s Jiang Louyue, I’ll still lose money if I’m full for the time being. It's a loss for the time being, but how long will it take to be reunited (Lu Benzhong's "Picking Mulberries") It's good that the wind is gentle and the sun is warm, but it's a loss for the orioles and swallows.
The courtyard is full of flower curtains that are not rolled up, and the heartbroken grass is far away (Zhu Shuzhen's "Visiting the Golden Gate") I walk alone and sit alone, I advocate alone, and I still lie alone. Standing there makes me feel sad, helplessly touching people in the cold (Zhu Shuzhen's "Magnolia") The charming and foolish person is not afraid of people's guesses, and sleeps in people's arms in plain clothes.
When we are most separated from each other, I lazily sit on the dressing table when I return (Zhu Shuzhen, "Qing Ping Le"). I am afraid of the pain of separation, and there are many things I want to talk about. (Li Qingzhao, "Recalling the Flute on the Phoenix Platform") Only The water is flowing in front of the building. I should read it and stare at it all day long.
Where I stare, a new sadness has added from now on (Li Qingzhao, "Reminiscences of Playing the Flute on the Phoenix Platform"). The soul cannot be extinguished, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao, "Drunken Flower Yin") Now I am haggard, with wind-laden hair and frost on my temples, Afraid of going out at night.
It's better to look under the curtain and listen to people's laughter (Li Qingzhao's "Yong Yu Le") Searching and searching, deserted and miserable (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice") When the warmth turns to cold, The hardest thing to do is to breathe. Three cups and two cups of light wine can't stand up to him. The wind is coming late at night (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice") This time, how can I say "sorrow" (Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice") I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin, but I have few close friends. Who will listen when the string breaks (Yue Fei's "Little Heavy Mountain") One sound, one update.
There are banana lights outside the window, and there is no limit to emotion at this time. Dreams are hard to come true, hate is hard to put down.
If you don’t know the truth, people won’t like to hear it. If you don’t know the truth, it will trickle down to the light. (Wan Qiyong's "Long Acacia") The east wind is evil, happiness is thin, and I am full of melancholy. I have been away for a few years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix") Spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and see through the shark's gauze (Lu You's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix") The peach blossoms are falling, in the leisure pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book.
Mo, Mo, Mo (Lu You's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix") It's dusk and I am sad alone, and there is more wind and rain (Lu You's "Bu Shuzi") I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will let everyone be jealous. Shattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same (Lu You's "Bu Shuanzi") Only the soul of dreams can be seen again, it's a shame that dreams are not made by people (Lu You) "Butterfly Love Flower") I am not afraid of the silver steel in the beautiful house, I am only worried about the wind breaking the clear sky Yidu (Lu You's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") I cherish the spring and am afraid that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless falling reds (Xin Qiji's "Moyu'er") Even if I buy a fortune for a fortune, who will complain about this feeling (Xin Qiji's "Moyu'er") Idle sorrow is the most painful, don't go and lean on the dangerous fence, the setting sun is setting, and the smoke and willows are heartbroken (Xin Qiji's "Touching Fish") The old hatred flows endlessly in the spring river, and the new hatred is thousands of clouds in the mountains.
It is expected that in the Ming Dynasty, when we meet again in front of you, the flowers in the mirror will be difficult to break. You should also be surprised to ask: How many years have you spent recently (Xin Qiji's "Nian Nujiao") The building is empty and people have left, and the old flying swallows can talk (Xin Qiji's "Nian Nujiao") The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upstairs.
Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words. Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to stop talking.
I wanted to say no, but I said it was a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave"). Heartbroken pieces are becoming popular, and no one cares about them. Who can persuade the singing oriole to stay (Xin Qiji's "Zhu Yingtai") "Near") It is he who brings sorrow in spring. Where spring returns, he does not know where it will go. "The Sapphire Case") Despite the cardamom's lyricism, the dream of a brothel is good, but it is difficult to express deep feelings (Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slowness") It is difficult to cut off the thousands of strands of separation and sorrow (Jiang Kui's "Changting Slowness") It shakes beautifully, and the cold fragrance Flying poems (Jiang Kui's "Niannujiao") The long nights compete for thin love and knowledge, and early spring is stained by lovesickness (Jiang Kui's "Traveling on the Shasha") The spring is not yet green, and the temples are silky. Farewell in this world will not bring sorrow for a long time.
Who taught the red lotus night every year? The two places meditate and know each other. (Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky") The green statue is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and remembers each other (Jiang Kui's "Secret Fragrance") There is nothing like the spring breeze, no matter whether it is full or not, it will arrange the golden house early.
Talking late at night when the lantern is cut (Shi Dazu's "Qiluoxiang") I am sad that my eyebrows are green and dark, and I am alone in the flower garden every day (Shi Dazu's "Two Swallows") The green and dark in front of the building are divided into walks, with a trace of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "Wind In" "Pine") Melancholy, the two mandarin ducks are not here, and the moss rises on the quiet steps overnight (Wu Wenying's "Wind into the Pine") A piece of spring sadness is waiting for the wine to be poured, the boat is rocking on the river, and the curtains are moving upstairs. Qiuniang Ferry and Tai Niang Bridge.
The wind is blowing and the rain is falling. When will you return home to wash guest robes? The word "Yin" means Sheng tune, and the word "Xin" means "Xiangshao".
The flow of time can easily throw people away, the cherries are red and the bananas are green (Jiang Jie's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms") The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and every step of the way is dripping until dawn (Jiang Jie's "Yu Meiren") I can't write a book, just Send a little lovesickness (Zhang Yan's "Jie Lian Lian") Sima Jiangzhou, his green shirt is wet with tears, we are both at the end of the world (Wu Ji's "The Full Moon") The drunken soul should chase Lingbo's dream and share the west wind. This night is cool (Cai Songnian's " "Partridge Sky") I advise you not to cherish the flowers and get drunk before them. This year's flowers will wither, and next year's flowers will wither and your head will turn gray (Zhao Bingwen's "Qing Xing'er") Xiangyang Ancient Road Baling Bridge. Poetry and autumn are high.
There are many romantic figures throughout the ages, and there are many heroes at one time (Wan Yanshou's "Chaozhongcuo") The heart is wandering, and the makeup marks are light when I feel thin (Yuan Haowen's "Qing Ping Le") The love is still there, but the hatred is not there. Bury yellow. 3. Poems about missing old friends
I forgot the name of the author. I was in this door last year today; the peach blossoms on the face complement each other.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. The two poems of Shen Yuan and Lu You. One is mournful as the sun sets over the city. Shen Yuan is no longer the old pond. The green spring waves under the sad bridge were once the shadow of a startled grand. The other is a short dream that has faded for forty years. Shen Yuan's willow will never blow again. Mian. I am walking on Zuoji Mountain, and I still have a trace of Su Shi, the son of Jiangcheng, who lived and died for ten years.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up.
We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken heart will occur every year: on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.
After several dreams of Linjiang Xianyan, the towers were locked high, and the curtains were hung low after being drunk. Last year, spring regret came.
The fallen flower man is independent, and the little swift bird flies together. I remember when we first met Xiaoqian, we had the double heart word Luo Yi.
The pipa strings speak of lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and the moon returned with a bright light.
Forgot who wrote what and where did it go in the eternal night? Absolute sound. Xiangge is flooded.
Eyebrows furrowed. The moon is about to sink.
Fighting for tolerance but not finding each other? Resent the lonely quilt. Change my heart.
For your heart. We know each other deeply and remember each other deeply. 4. Looking for a lot of ancient poems about remembering old friends~
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless raindrops are as thin as sorrow.
——Qin Guan, Song Dynasty, "Huanxi Sha·Momo Qinghan Goes to the Small Building" The wind and rain are miserable, and the rooster crows and crows. Now that I have seen a gentleman, why should I not be barbaric? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster crows.
Now that I have seen a gentleman, how can I not be confused? The wind and rain are like darkness, and the cockcrow is endless. Now that I see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy? ——The Book of Songs "Wind and Rain" The far-off Altair star, the bright and clear river Han woman.
Slender and simple hands, playing with the machine. The whole day is unfinished, and the tears are as cold as rain; the river is clear and shallow, how much longer it is! There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless.
——"The Faraway Altair" by Yuefu of the Han Dynasty. It's like water pouring from the east, but there is no sun returning to the west.
The night raindrops fall on the empty steps, and the light leaves the room darkly at dawn. When we feel sorry for each other, we all stop drinking. When will we get together to share our feelings? ——He Xun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties, "Farewell at night before leaving for the old travels" I have been thinking about the guest for a long time, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone.
The river is dark and the rain is about to come, and the waves are white and the wind is beginning to rise. ——He Xun sent each other off during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Seeing the moon in the palace looked sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rain at night.
——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. There are thousands of miles in Qingcao Lake, and one person walks in the yellow plum rain. I am worried about seeing the night mooring on the beach, the sound of the wind turning the waves and the waves hitting the boats.
——"Lang Tao Sha" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The wind returns to the clouds, the rain breaks off, and the rain begins to clear. The lakeside is warm and bright again. The red mountain apricot hair is scattered randomly, and the new green water apple is spread flatly.
The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy in flight, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole language has not been completed. I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year.
——"Spring Morning in Nanhu" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The red Banjiang Bridge and the green wine flag, the Guanwa Palace are warm and the sun is setting. Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled, and thousands of trees are drooping.
——Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty, "Willow Branches" Early in the morning, the cicadas crow and then rest, and the remaining lights go out and light up again. I heard it raining at night through the window, and the sound of bananas came first.
——"Night Rain" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The Badong boat went to Brazil, and the waves were full of wind and rain. Polygonum is cold and the flowers are rustling red, Gracilaria is wet and its leaves are green and sad.
——"Bamboo Branch" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Staying in an empty room, the autumn night is long, the night is long, sleepless and the sky is unknown. Geng Geng's shadow was on the wall behind the broken lamp, and there was a faint sound of rain hitting the window.
——"The White-haired Man in Shangyang" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty On a cold autumn night, an old man was at ease. After the lights were turned off, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain.
The ashes warm the fire in the bottle, and the incense warms the quilt. The dawn is clear and the cold has not yet risen, and the frost leaves are all red.
——Tang·Bai Juyi's "Autumn Rain Night Sleep" Xiyuan Post Road hangs on the city wall, and the guests disperse in the river pavilion. The rain has not yet collected. Go and have a look at the Fen River. The white clouds are still like the autumn of Han Dynasty. ——Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Guozhou Houting Sending Judge Li's Envoy to Jin Jiangde Qiuzi" The rain stopped and Yang Lindong crossed the head, Yonghe took a boat for three days.
My house is on the Peach Blossom Bank, until the stream flows in front of my door. ——Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Days in Search of Li Jiuzhuang" The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who is leaning against the east wind? The swallows do not return, it is late in spring, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain.
——Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty, "Su Xi Pavilion" Turning your hands to make clouds and rain, they are all frivolous, so why count? Don't you see, if you pay attention to Bao when he is poor, this way is abandoned by today's people like dirt. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Poor Friendship" It rains at night to cut spring leeks, and the new cooking room is yellow.
The host said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "A Gift to the Eight Virtues of the Guards" I'm exhausted... You can add more if necessary, just accept it~. 5. Please refer to the classical poems, idioms and words about remembering old friends.
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1. Be cautious, as if facing an abyss, as if walking on thin ice ------>
2. Never see the ancients in front of you, and never see the newcomers in the future. Thinking of the long journey of heaven and earth, I feel sad. Tears------Chen Zi'ang of the Tang Dynasty>
3. The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow is as long as a man------Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty>
4. Crown cover The capital is full of people, but the people here are haggard------Du Fu of Tang Dynasty>
5. As life grows, one hates the water------Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty>
< p> 6. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward------Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty>7. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow again, raise a cup to relieve sorrow and make the sorrow worse------Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty >
8. After ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, I won the lucky reputation of a brothel ------ Du Mu of Tang Dynasty>
9. Hateful to press the golden thread every year, for others Making wedding clothes------Qin Taoyu of the Tang Dynasty>
10. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time------Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty>
11. The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually end, and this hatred will last forever------Tang Bai Juyi>
12. Don't have sorrow and hatred, at this time, silence is better than sound------ Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty>
13. When he was born as a master, he was truly famous in the world. Who can be compared to others in a thousand years------Lu You of the Song Dynasty>
14. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows and the spring breeze? If you don’t cross the Yumen Pass------Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty>
15. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers------Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty>
< p> 16. Searching and searching, deserted, miserable and miserable------Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty>17. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frowned, but it was in my heart- -----Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty>
18. A young man does not know the feeling of sorrow, so he falls in love with a building. He falls in love with a building, and expresses his sorrow in order to compose new lyrics------Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty> < /p>
19. When people are sad, they have nowhere to meet, and they are always sad when they are not in love ------Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian>
20. Standing quietly on the city bridge, no one knows it. Stars are like the moon for a long time------Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty>
21. This year's laughter will return to the next, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will be leisurely------Tang. Bai Juyi>
22 .The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are so severe that he can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day------Meng Jiao of Tang Dynasty>
23. Tao Taoran enjoys it------Yang Jiong of Tang Dynasty>
24. To sing during the day, you need to indulge in alcohol. Youth is a good companion for returning home------Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty>
25. But seeing where my wife is worried, she fills the book with poetry and is wild with joy- -----Tang. Du Fu. Same as above. 6. What are the poems about "mourning the dead"
1. Song Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yi Mao" Ten Years of Life and Death The two are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They 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 pine trees. 2. "The Little Dream" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. At night, we travel hand in hand with dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we can't hold back the tears.
Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time. You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.
Awei and Hanlang went there one after another. Do you know if Yetai knows? 3. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. The setting sun on the city paints the corners of sadness. Shen Yuan is no longer an old pond. The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and the shadows of the startled birds once came. 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. 4. "Die Lian Hua" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty: Hard work makes me pity the moon in the sky. Hard work makes me pity the moon in the sky. The past is like a ring, and the past is like a jue.
Just like the moon, it is bright and clear at the end of the day, and the ice and snow are warm to you. There is no such thing as an easy fate, but the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook.
After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies. 5. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Send off to Dunqi" It is difficult to meet travelers, and pleasure is often insufficient.
Before leaving, I rolled up my shirt sleeves and tried to break off the chrysanthemums. I couldn't bear to go to the wine shop, so I took an inch of candle.
I will stay with you forever, and you will inevitably return home quickly. Daizong was already in sight and continued to move forward.
How can I miss the beautiful woman? The song of Duan Yangguan is sad. Forty miles from Tianmen, watch the fuso bath at night.
Looking back at Pengcheng, you can see a drop floating in the ocean. The old friend is under it, and the dust is crawling.
Only Huanglou’s poems will match Qi’ao through the ages. About Nalan Xingde's "Die Lian Hua·Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky" This is a mourning poem.
The author once wrote in the short preface to "Qinyuanchun": "Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was wearing no make-up and plain clothes, holding her hands and choking, saying too many words that she could no longer remember. But there is a saying in parting: "I hate to be the moon in the sky, but I still have to be happy every year." This word is written starting from "the moon in the sky".
The three sentences in the first part are written using the moon as a metaphor. The joy of love is fleeting, and the joy of love is fleeting. The last two sentences write that if love can be as bright and perfect as the moon, I am willing to pay no matter how high the price is.
"The past is like a ring, and the past is as long as the past." "Jue" contains infinite sadness and longing, and expresses the true love for the deceased wife. The second film describes the grief in the death, using swallows to whisper between the curtains, contrasting the empty building and the loneliness of the deceased.
< p> In the conclusion, Hua uses the allusion of "Double-dwelling Butterflies" to express his everlasting love with his deceased wife, express his endless mourning, and place his eternal love on Hua Die's ideal. 7. Find words to express missing his old friend. . and sentencesI copied Xue Tao's "Farewell to a Friend". There is frost at night in the water country, and the moon is cold and the mountains are green.
Who said that a thousand miles away from this evening is as far away as a dream. Guansai Long. ——The short piece has infinite implications and countless twists and turns.
The first two sentences describe the evening view of Beppa. It is particularly embarrassing to see each other in autumn. The scenery in front of us is awe-inspiring and chilling. There is no description of the darkness here. Jianjia's poetic flavor is used to express the emotion of missing a friend when he is far away, which makes the poem's connotation much deeper. The soothing tone of the three sentences forms a twist and turn with the hint of separation in the first two sentences. A lovestruck woman discovers the persistence of love.
The last sentence contains a rare dream, and the layers of twists and turns in the sentence push the embarrassing feelings to a climax. This poem uses some famous idioms from the past, which makes it rich and poetic. It advances layer by layer, becomes deeper and deeper, and has the characteristics of being tortuous and implicit. Emptiness is opposite to substance, but there is no contradiction with enrichment. It is thought-provoking.
There are many Tang poems about farewell, you can refer to: A. To Meng Haoran Author: Li Bai My love for Master Meng is known all over the world. The beauty abandons the crown, and the white head lies in the pine clouds.
The moon is drunk and the saint is in love. The mountains are safe and you can't help me. This is Qingfen.
Brief analysis of Meng Haoran as an elegant hermit. From the first two sentences, the poet expresses his admiration for him. The last sentence even praises him as a mountain, a person of hope. And an unattainable example.
B The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling. Author: Li Bai, an old friend, bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. The fireworks cast off Yangzhou in March, and only the Yangtze River can be seen in the sky.
A brief analysis of this farewell poem was written around the 20th year of Kaiyuan (732). The poet's description of the scenery is extraordinary and amazing! When writing about love, the shadow of Lonely Fan disappears, and only the thoughts flow forever in my heart like the water of the Yangtze River.
C Crossing the Jingmen Gate to Farewell Author: Li Bai traveled far beyond the Jingmen Gate, traveling from the country of Chu to the plains. , the river flows into the wild stream.
Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds form sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
Note Jingmen: The name of the mountain, located on the south bank of the Yangtze River in the northwest of Yidu County, Hubei Province. Brief analysis: The poet is traveling east from his hometown of Sichuan, traveling far away with his sword, and he is full of enthusiasm. This poem is written in an unrestrained and open manner, showing a happy and optimistic mood.
D Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower Author: Wang Changling It was cold and rainy night when I entered Wu, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.
Note on Furong Tower: According to "Yi Tong Zhi": "Furong Tower is located in the northwest corner of Zhenjiang City." It was built by Wang Gong, the governor of Runzhou in Jin Dynasty, and its former location is in Zhenjiang City, Jiangsu Province today.
In the Qing Dynasty, Furong Tower was also built in Longbiao (now Qianyang County, Hunan Province) where Wang Changling was exiled. The sentence "A Piece of Ice" is an adaptation of the sentence "straight as a red silk rope, as clear as a jade pot of ice" in Bao Zhao's "Baitou Yin".
A brief analysis of this poem that has been passed down through the ages is "A piece of ice heart in a jade pot", which expresses one's eternal pure and flawless heart. E Fu De Mu Yu Sends Li Cao off Author: Wei Yingwu In the light rain on the Chu River, it is the dusk of Jianye.
The sails of Momo come with heavy weight, and the birds of darkness leave late. The sea gate is deep and invisible, and the Pu tree is far away.
The love for each other is infinite, and it is better to touch the lapel than to loose silk. Note Chujiang: The section from the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River to Ruxukou belonged to the Chu State in ancient times and was called Chujiang.
Haimen: The place where the Yangtze River enters the sea, in present-day Haimen County, Jiangsu Province. A brief analysis of the characteristics of this poem is that it bids farewell in the dusk rain and links the farewell tears with the raindrops, which is unique.
F Farewell to Wang Wei Author: Meng Haoran Why should I wait for silence? I will return to the sky. I want to find fragrant grass, but I regret not meeting my old friend.
Who knows who is lying on the road? Good friends are rare in the world. You should only stay lonely and cover the door of your hometown.
Brief analysis: When he failed to seek an official position in Beijing, the poem was full of resentment towards "who is cheating on the road", and he used "to find the grass alone" to ridicule himself. G. Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou Author: Wang Bo The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to Wujin.
I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.
If you do nothing, you will go astray, and your children will be in trouble. Note: Du Shaofu: Wang Bo's friend, his life is unknown.
Another name for Shaofu county captain. "Shuzhou" is translated as "Sichuan".
Chengque refers to the capital Chang'an. Sanqin: The Guanzhong area in present-day Shaanxi Province was the State of Qin in ancient times. After Xiang Yu destroyed Qin, he divided the Qinland into the three kingdoms of Yong, Sai and Qu, which were called the Three Qin.
Wujin: The five major ferry crossings of the Minjiang River are Baihuajin, Wanlijin, Jiangshoujin, Shetoujin and Jiangnanjin. Neighbor: Nearby.
Cao Zhi's "Giving the White Horse to Wang Biao": "My husband has ambitions all over the world, and he is still close to his neighbors thousands of miles away." The meaning is used here.
Brief analysis: This is a famous farewell poem by Wang Bo. It is very different from ordinary farewell poems that are full of sad sentiments. It has a spirit of hard work and progress. The fifth and sixth sentences in the poem elevate friendship to a higher aesthetic realm.
The whole poem is cadenced, majestic and rigorous, and is a typical work of five rhymes. From the perspective of level and rhyme, this poem meets the requirements of the five rhymes, but it is different from the later standard five rhymes in terms of antithesis, that is, the first couplet is antithetical and the chin couplet is scattered.
This just shows that the rhythmic poetry of the early Tang Dynasty has not yet finalized characteristics. H Sending people back to the east Author: Wen Tingyun The yellow leaves fall from the desolate garrison, leaving the old gate in a grand way.
High winds are crossing Hanyang, and the first day is Yingmen Mountain. There are a few people on the river, but I am alone at the end of the world.
Why should we meet again and express our condolences? Note: Yingmen Mountain: in present-day Jiangling County, Hebei Province.
A brief analysis of the conclusion of this farewell poem has been recited for thousands of years, making the separation more colorful. I Farewell to Li Duan Author: Lu Lun The old gate is in decay and grass is everywhere, and it is sad to say farewell.
The road is out of the cold clouds, and people return to the dusk snow. It is early for a young man to be a guest, but it is difficult for him to meet you late.
Weeping and facing each other in the sky, what is the expectation of the wind and dust. Brief analysis: Friends meet each other in the midst of separation and hardship. They originally met each other late, but they have to part ways indefinitely. Their sadness is far beyond ordinary separation.
J Farewell to the King on the Eleventh Day South Tour Author: Liu Changqing I look at you with broad eyes, and wave your hands with tears on your towel. The flying birds are nowhere to be seen, and the green mountains are empty towards people.
The Yangtze River is sailing far away, and the setting sun is spring across the lakes. Who can see that on Tingzhou, the white apples are full of lovesickness and sorrow.
Note: Tingzhou: waterside or flat land in the water. The last three lines of this poem seem to come from "Jiangnan Song" written by Liu Yun of the Liang Dynasty. The poem is: "Tingzhou is picking white apples, and the sun sets in the south of the Yangtze River.
There are returning guests in Dongting, and old friends in Xiaoxiang. Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers The response is late.
If you don’t know how to be happy, you can only talk about the difficulty of traveling. "A brief analysis of this farewell poem focuses on the meaning of farewell.
The beginning and end of his poems correspond to each other, which is novel but not cliché. K. Sending Li Zhongcheng back to Hanyang for a separate career. Author: Liu Changqing. He was a general in exile in the south and once drove 100,000 troops.
When you return home, you will have no old karma. When you grow old, you will love the bright future. The three sides of independence are quiet, and one sword knows how to commit suicide.
On the vast Jianghan, what do you want to do at sunset? Note: Sanbian: refers to the remote counties of You, Bing and Liang prefectures, and generally refers to the frontier.
A brief analysis of the long-lasting battlefield battles. 8. What are the poems about "mourning the dead"
1. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the Night of the Twentieth Day of the First Month of Yimao"
Ten years of life and death are boundless, and there is no doubt that Think about it and never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, nowhere to say desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They 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.
2. "The Little Dream" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
When night comes, we travel hand in hand with dreams, and when we wake up in the morning, we cannot hold back tears.
Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time.
You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.
Awei and Hanlang went there one after another. Do you know if Yetai knows?
3. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The setting sun on the city paints the corners of sadness, Shen Yuan is not the old pool platform,
The 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.
4. "Die Lian Hua" by Nalan Xingde of the Qing Dynasty: Hard work is the most pitiful for the moon in the sky.
Hard work is the most pitiful for the moon in the sky. The past is like a ring, and the past is like a jue. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm.
No matter how easy it is to break away, the swallow remains the same, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.
5. "Send Day" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
It is difficult to meet travelers, and pleasure is often insufficient.
Before leaving, I rolled up my shirt sleeves and tried to break off the chrysanthemums.
I can’t bear to go to the wine shop, so I can only hold on to an inch candle.
I will stay with you forever, and my return home will be hasty.
Daizong was already in sight and kept marching forward.
How can I miss the beautiful woman? The song of Duan Yangguan is sad.
Forty miles from the Tianmen, watch the fuso bath at night.
Looking back at Pengcheng, you can see a drop floating in the ocean.
The old friend is under it, and the dust is crawling.
Only Huanglou’s poems will match Qi’ao through the ages.
About Nalan Xingde's "Die Lianhua·Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky"
This is a eulogy.
The author once wrote in the short preface to "Qinyuanchun": "Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was wearing no makeup and plain clothes, holding her hands and choking with sobs. She said too many words that I can no longer remember, but there is a parting saying: 'Hateful title' May I be the moon in the sky, and I will be happy every year. This poem starts with "the moon in the sky". The first three sentences use the moon as a metaphor to describe the fleeting joy of love, and the last two sentences. This sentence says that if love can be as bright and perfect as the moon, no matter how high the price is, it is willing to pay. "The past is like a ring, and the past is as long as a jue." It contains infinite sadness and longing, expressing the true love for my deceased wife. The film describes the grief of death, using swallows whispering between the curtains to reflect the loneliness of the deceased and the loneliness of the widow. The epilogue uses the allusion of "double-dwelling butterflies" to express the everlasting love between him and his deceased wife, which is endless. The mourning, the eternal love is placed in the ideal of Hua Die 9. Poems about missing the old friend
1. Looking at the door to stay, I miss Zhang Jian, and I will wait for Du Gen to die. Laughing, leaving the liver and gallbladder behind.
2. It is not as dusty as the night platform, a deserted and sorrowful place.
3. In Ji Sou's Huangquan, old spring should still be brewing. Poems about missing old friends.
4. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past - Tang Dynasty He Zhizhang< Two poems about returning home>
5. If you want to hang your sword in front of the grave, you can listen to the piano on your knees again.
6. Whoever speaks of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. - Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty< Wandering Son's Song>
7. Where to look at the same acupuncture point, it will be more difficult to predict his destiny.
8. I cried for my loved ones all night, and the morning came again.
9. The child asked, Why is it too late to return? Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns?
10. I know that everything is in vain when I die, but I am sad that I miss my old friend in the Central Plains.
11. I am afraid of walking near the south of the city, which is the saddest thing in Shen's home.
12. If you break a branch, there is no one in the world to send it to. !
13. All things in the world are crying to the sky. Forty million people are crying. Where is the world?
14. In front of the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi. On the third day, the deceased woman was dressed in plain clothes, holding her hands and choking, saying too much that she could no longer remember.
15. The things she joked about in the past are now in front of her.
16. Lying on an empty bed and listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up late to mend clothes?
17. The dream has faded away for forty years, and the old willows in the garden have stopped blowing.
18. The atrium. The ground is white and the crows are roosting in the trees, and the cold dew makes no sound and the sweet-scented osmanthus is wet. () Tonight, when the moon is bright, I don’t know who is missing.
19. I am afraid of hurting my motherly feelings, and I secretly flow to my pillow.
20. The green spring waves under the sad bridge were once reflected in the shadow of a sudden death.
21. I shed tears but silently, only regretting my past feelings and rethinking my feelings with my paintings.
22. When I was young and old, I left home, but my local pronunciation has not changed and my hair on my temples has faded. ——He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty<Return to Home Page>
23. The steps are empty, the rain breaks in the cold, and the flowers are buried.
24. Holding hands and looking into teary eyes, I was speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
25. The geese fly south under the overcast moon, and the rumor ends here. My journey has not ended yet, when will I come back? The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasma. In the Ming Dynasty, when you look at your hometown, you should see Longtou plum.