1. Poems about lamenting the shortness of life

Poems about lamenting the shortness of life 1. Poems about the passing of time and the shortness of life

Ode to Ruan Ji

Life is like dust and dew, and the path of heaven is long and long.

Dangexing Cao Cao

How about singing while drinking? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away.

Cherish Time Unnamed

When flowers bloom and fall, it is easy to grow old in life.

About to Drink Li Bai

If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy you can, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

Two Poems from Qujiang by Du Fu

Drinking debt is commonplace, but rare in seventy years of life.

Staying with a Friend Bai Juyi

How many times in a hundred years can you smile?

Yong Huai Bai Juyi

Within a hundred years of life, the speed is like passing by.

Crying Yin Yao Wang Wei

How much life can be, after all, it is invisible.

Qingming Gao Zhu

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach the nine springs.

Traveling on the Shasha by Yan Shu

Don’t dwell on songs and wine, life is limited and love is unlimited.

Picking Mulberries·Double Ninth Festival Mao Zedong

Life is easy but it is difficult to grow old, and the Double Ninth Festival comes every year.

[Night Boating] When I was a hundred years old, I dreamed of a butterfly, and I regretted looking back on the past. Today spring is coming, tomorrow the flowers will fade, and all night lights will be extinguished.

[Feng Rusong] The red sun is setting in front of us, as fast as a car going downhill. When dawn comes, the mirror is filled with white snow, and when you go to bed, you say goodbye to your shoes. Don't laugh at the clumsy plan of the dove nest, and the gourd ti always pretends to be stupid.

2. What are some poems that lament the shortness of life and the insignificance of human beings

1. Time only makes people grow old, do not believe in sentimentality, long-lasting regrets leave the pavilion, tears drop on spring clothes and wine changes Awake.

From "Picking Mulberries: Time Only Helps Us Get Old" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty

Time only helps people get old, don't believe in sentimentality, long-lasting regrets leave the pavilion, tears drop on spring clothes and wine changes Awake.

There was a strong west wind in the Wutong tree last night, the light moon was dim and bright, and I was frightened by good dreams. Where could I hear the sound of flying geese from a tall building?

Definition:

From birth to death, people have to go through this period of time in the human world. But time goes by and life gets old easily. Time is like that, it only knows how to make people grow old, and does not believe in sentimental people in the world. I often feel sad after parting in long pavilions and short pavilions. After parting, every time I drink, my spring shirt is wet with tears because of longing.

Last night the west wind was strong, blowing all night in the deep courtyard of Wutongsuo in the cold autumn. It woke me up several times from my dreams. When I woke up, I only saw the moonlight outside the window, hazy and faint. Yes, lightly. On my high-rise building, I suddenly heard a cry of wild geese coming from nowhere (adding to the desolation and loneliness of waking up at night).

2. Things in the world go with the flow, and only a dream comes to an end.

From "The Cry of the Night: Last Night's Wind and Rain" by Li Yu of the Five Dynasties

Last night's wind and rain made the curtains rustle with autumn sounds. The candle is leaking, the pillow is broken frequently, and the pillow cannot be straightened when sitting up.

Everything in the world goes with the flow, and only a dream comes to an end. The road to Zuixiang is stable and should be visited frequently, but it is not possible to travel otherwise. (One dream, one work: In a dream)

Interpretation:

It was windy and rainy last night, and the curtains covering the windows rustled in the autumn wind. There was not much candle left burning, the water in the pot had leaked out, and I leaned on the pillow again and again, tossing and turning. Even when I lie down or sit up, I can't think calmly.

Things in this world are like water passing away, never to return. Thinking about my life, it is like a big dream. Only being drunk can relieve the depression in your heart, and other methods will not work.

3. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

From "Yangguan Song·Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.

This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

Definition:

As night falls, the clouds disappear, the sky and the earth are filled with cold air, the Milky Way flows silently, and the bright moon turns to the sky, as white and crystal clear as a jade plate.

Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly hidden by wind and clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really rare! But next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, where will I go to watch the moon?

4. Time is always limited. It's easy to say goodbye and be ecstatic. Wine feasts and songs are indispensable.

From "Huanxisha·Always have limited time" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty

Time has always been limited, and it is easy to say goodbye easily and to be ecstatic, and to drink and sing at banquets without saying goodbye.

The mountains and rivers in our eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the people in front of us.

Definition:

Human life will end in a limited time, and ordinary parting will also make people feel grief-stricken. Don't postpone the banquet because of frequent separations. You should sing to the wine and drink happily in your limited life. When I arrived, I looked across the vast rivers and mountains, and suddenly missed my relatives and friends far away; when the wind and rain blew away the flowers, I realized that spring is fleeting, and I couldn't help but feel sad about spring again. It is better to show love to the person in front of you at the banquet.

5. Three thousand feet of pure worry on the temples, fifty years of spring dreams of prosperity.

From Qiao Ji's "Order of Gui Gui·Qingming at the Guest Window"

Pear blossoms in the wind and rain, narrow rope curtains, and small window screens. In front of the mood lamp, guests are sleeping beside me, thinking about the world. Three thousand feet of pure worry and hair on the temples, fifty years of prosperous spring dreams. Suddenly I saw someone's house, the willows separated the smoke and supported the eaves and teeth.

Definition:

Narrow windows and small screens expand the space of one side of the field of view. There have been many wind and rain blowing outside the window, but the pear blossoms are still so dazzling. Needless to say, the gloomy mood in front of the guest lamp, the sadness of sojourning beside the pillow, my thoughts always fly far, far away.

Too much sorrow has caused three thousand feet of white hair to hang down the shoulders. No matter how long the prosperity is, it is just a spring dream. Suddenly, I noticed wisps of light smoke rising from the residents' houses, rising from both sides of the willow trees, and gradually climbing up to the towering eaves.

3. Poems from the ancients lamenting that time is short and life is short

1. Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia Su Shi Song Dynasty The great river goes eastward, and the waves are exhausted, and there are romantic figures through the ages.

To the west of the fortress, the humane way is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. I think back to Gong Jin's time when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.

Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early.

Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon. Translation: The water of the river is rolling and flowing eastward, sweeping away all the romantic people through the ages.

Heroes of the ages. To the west of the old fortress, people say it is the red cliff where Zhou Yu defeated Cao's army in the Three Kingdoms.

Steep stone walls towered into the sky, thunderous waves crashed against the river bank, and the waves stirred up like thousands of piles of white snow. The majestic mountains and rivers were as beautiful as pictures, and many heroes emerged in one time.

I recall the time when Zhou Yu was so proud of his spring breeze. The peerless beauty Xiao Qiao had just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit and heroic spirit. With a hand-held feather fan and a silk scarf on his head, he was joking and chatting calmly and casually, while 800,000 Cao Cao's troops were wiped out like ashes.

Today I am wandering around the battlefield of those days. It is ridiculous that I am so sentimental and my head is full of gray hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, raise your wine glass to pay homage to this eternal bright moon.

2. Will enter the wine · Without you seeing it, Li Bai Tang Dynasty If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, and it will flow to the sea never to return. Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent.

If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.

A song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names. In the old days, King Chen had a banquet, drinking and drinking, and had a lot of fun.

What does the master mean when he has less money? It is up to you to sell it. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

Translation: Can’t you see that the water of the Yellow River rushes from the sky, and the waves roll straight to the East China Sea, never to come back again. Can't you see that the elderly parents lamented their aging white hair in front of the mirror, and the black hair on their heads when they were young is now white as snow.

When you are proud of your life, you should indulge in joy and don’t let this golden cup face the bright moon empty without wine. Everyone's birth must have its own value and meaning. Even if a thousand taels of gold (even if) is used up in one wave, it can still be obtained again.

Let’s cook sheep and slaughter cows for fun, and drinking three hundred cups at once (today) is not too much! Master Cen, Mr. Dan Qiusheng, please drink quickly and don’t stop raising your glasses. Let me sing a song for you, and please listen carefully to me: How precious is the luxurious life of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas all day long? I just hope to live in a drunken dream and not want to wake up.

Since ancient times, sages have always been indifferent and lonely. Only those who know how to drink can leave a good reputation. Do you know the story of how King Chen Cao Zhi held a banquet and held a banquet with great joy?

Master, why do you say I don’t have much money? Just buy some wine and let us drink together. Those precious five-flowered horses and expensive fox furs, please ask the waiter to take them all and exchange them for fine wine. Let us work together to eliminate this endless eternal sorrow! 3. Full of River Red·Writing Hues by Yue Fei, Song Dynasty. He was so angry that he was leaning against the railing, and the misty rain stopped.

Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Don’t wait and see when your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow. The shame of Jingkang is still not over.

When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.

Zhuangzhi eats Hun meat when hungry, and drinks Hun blood when he is thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

Translation: I was so angry that my hair stood up, so I raised my hat and climbed up to lean on the railing. A drizzle had just stopped. Looking up at the vast expanse, looking up to the sky and sighing, my heart is filled with the heart of serving the country. Although I have established some achievements over the past thirty years, they are as insignificant as dust. I have traveled 8,000 miles from north to south and gone through many turbulent lives.

Don't waste your years, your youth's black hair will turn gray, and you will only have regrets and sorrows alone. The shame of Jingkang Year has not yet been washed away.

When will the resentment of the ministers be extinguished? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be leveled.

I am full of lofty ideals. When I am hungry during the war, I will eat the enemy's flesh, and when I am talking and laughing, I will drink the enemy's blood. I want to start all over again, regain the old rivers and mountains, and pay homage to my old capital, Jingque.

4. Linjiang Fairy · The Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passes East Yang Shen Ming The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure turn around in vain.

The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times. The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A jug of turbid wine brings happiness to each other. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter.

Translation: The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, never looking back, and how many heroes disappear like flying waves. Fighting over what is right and wrong, success and failure, is short-lived and will not last long.

Only the green mountains still exist, and the sun still rises and sets. The white-haired fisherman on the river has long been accustomed to the changes in the four seasons.

It was a rare meeting with friends, and I enjoyed a glass of wine. The turmoils of the past and present have become the material for chatting over drinks.

5. Jinse Li Shangyin Tang Dynasty Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. Can this feeling be remembered? It was just that I was at a loss at that time.

Translation: There are twenty-five strings in the Se, but this poem was written after the death of Li Shangyin’s wife, so fifty strings means broken strings. But even so, every string and every syllable is enough. Express my longing for those wonderful years. Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he was just a butterfly longing for freedom.

Emperor Wang’s beautiful heart and deeds can move Du Juan. The shadow of the bright moon in the sea is like a pearl turned from tears.

Only in Lantian at that time and place can the good jade like smoke be produced. Those beautiful things and times can only remain in memories.

At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.

4. The poem in "Red Cliff Ode" laments the shortness of life

I mourn the brief moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River.

Meaning: Lamenting that our life is only a short moment, we can’t help but envy the endlessness of the Yangtze River.

"Red Cliff Ode" is a poem written by Su Shi, a writer of the Northern Song Dynasty. Excerpts from the original text:

Fang Qi broke through Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, followed the river to the east, and traveled thousands of miles. Banners cover the sky, wine is poured by the river, and poems are written horizontally. You are a hero for a lifetime, how are you now?

Kuangwu and his son, fishing and woodcutter, were on the river bank. They were friends with fish and shrimps and elk. They rode a small boat and raised their bows to show their respect. Sending mayflies to heaven and earth is like a drop in the ocean. I mourn the brief moment of my life, and envy the boundlessness of the Yangtze River. Carrying the flying immortals to travel, holding the bright moon to the end. I don't know how unexpected it is, but I left it in the sad wind.

Translation:

When he captured Jingzhou, captured Jiangling, and sailed eastward along the Yangtze River, his warships stretched from end to end for thousands of miles, and the flags covered the sky. Dajiang poured wine, held a spear and recited poetry. He was originally a heroic figure in the world, but where is he now?

What's more, you and I fished and chopped firewood on the small islet in the river, with fish and shrimp as companions and elk as friends. We drove this small boat on the river, raising our glasses to toast each other, just like A mayfly is placed in the vast world, as small as a grain of corn in the vast sea.

Alas, we lament that our life is only a short moment, and we can't help but envy the endlessness of the Yangtze River. I want to travel around the world hand in hand with the immortals, embrace the bright moon and live forever in the world. Knowing that these things cannot be realized in the end, I have no choice but to turn my regrets into flute sounds and entrust them to the sad autumn wind.

Extended information

Creation background:

"Red Cliff Ode" was written when Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou (today's Huanggang, Hubei) due to the "Wutai Poetry Case" . In the fifth year of Yuanfeng, Su Shi traveled to Red Cliff twice on July 16 and October 15, and wrote two poems on Red Cliff. Later generations called the first "Red Cliff Ode" and the second one. It is "Hou Chibi Fu".

Purpose of the article:

This poem describes what the author and his friends saw and felt while boating on a moonlit night in Red Cliff. It takes the author’s subjective feelings as clues and expresses them through the form of question and answer. A kind of nihilistic thought and negative outlook on life, this is one aspect of Su Shi's thoughts that he revealed through his guests. At the same time, it reflects the author's comfort from boating on a moonlit night, to the sadness of remembering the past and regretting the present, and then to the optimism of spiritual liberation.

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5. Poems lamenting life

1. Once upon a time, it was difficult to find water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not clouds. ——"Five Poems on Lisi" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: I have seen the sea before, but other water can no longer enter my eyes, nor can it compare with the sea.

2. This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss at that time. ——"Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: These feelings can still be recalled today, but at the time they made people feel melancholy and confused.

3. I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. ——Gao Ming's "The Story of Pipa" in the Yuan Dynasty

Explanation: I treat you with good intentions, but you are indifferent and don't appreciate it. My sincere efforts have not received the rewards and respect they deserve.

4. Drinking and singing, what is life like? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away. ——"Dan Ge Xing" Cao Cao, Wei and Jin

Definition: You should sing loudly in the face of fine wine, life is short and the days and months fly by. Like the morning dew, suffering from too many days in the past!

5. Ten years of life and death are so vast that you will never forget them without thinking about them. ——"Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the Night of the 20th Day of the First Month of Yimao" Su Shi, Song Dynasty

Interpretation: Two people died once in their lives and were separated for ten years. They missed each other but were at a loss and could not see each other. I don’t want to let myself miss it, but I can’t forget it. It expresses the poet's painful longing for the deceased.

6. Beautiful sentences lamenting the shortness of life

1. Maturity is not about a person’s heart growing old, but about being able to smile despite tears.

2. If you shed tears, my heart will be wet first.

3. Some people can’t say what’s good about it, but no one can replace it!

4. Choose the lightest thoughts to interpret the rough life.

5. If the heart moves, there will be thousands of tears.

6. Those who leave most quickly are always the most beautiful scenery; those who are hurt the most are always those with the most true feelings.

7. Your eyes are the sea that I will never encounter again.

8. Don’t turn over a page of the past if you can, otherwise the dust will fall off your eyes.

9. When people are most sad and panicked, there are no tears. Tears always flow at the end of the story, when everything is over!

10. People can live happily, but we choose to be complicated and sigh!

11. Hate can stir up disputes, but love can cover up all mistakes.

7. Reflections and famous quotes about the shortness of life

One evening, a man walking in the forest met a mayfly (an insect that only lives for one day). Weeping sadly, the man asked Mayfly: "Why are you crying here?" Mayfly said: "My wife died at noon today, so I am crying here!" The man said: "It is already dusk now, you He will die soon, so why cry?"

After hearing this, Mayfly cried even more sadly.

The man couldn't help but find it funny. Mayflies live in the morning and die in the evening. What's the difference between dying at noon and dying at dusk? Why cry?

So he left.

When he was far away, he thought that from a human perspective, although the life of a mayfly is so short, there is not much difference between noon and dusk; but from the perspective of a mayfly, from noon to dusk, Even its second half of life, that second half of life is as long as the second half of human life! Therefore, he compassionately walked back to look at the mayfly. The mayfly had died under the tree at dusk. The mayfly spent the rest of his life mourning his beloved wife. The man was deeply moved and buried the mayfly with his own hands. .