1. Poems about looking back on the past in vain
Poems about looking back on the past in vain 1. What are the poems about recalling the past
1. "Huanxisha·Who" "Thinking of the west wind and being alone in the cold" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Who thinks of the west wind and being alone in the coolness? The rustling yellow leaves close 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 in moving away all the plum blossoms, but I won a lot of clothes and clear 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.
2. Poems recalling past events
1. "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream" - Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty
I remember the first time I met Xiao Ping, The double heart word is Luo Yi, and the pipa strings say lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.
Translation: I remember meeting Xiao Ping for the first time, following her colorful cloud-like figure back, and expressing my lovesickness while playing the pipa. The bright moon was still there, illuminating her colorful cloud-like figure when it returned.
2. "Sheng Cha Zi·Yuan Xiu" - Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
Translation: On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk. During this year’s Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.
3. "Ugly Nuer·Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall" - Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
The young man did not know the feeling of sorrow and fell in love with the upper floors. 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 can’t stop talking. I wanted to give up, but I said it was a cool autumn.
Translation: When people are young, they don’t know the feeling of sadness and like to climb high and look far away. I like to climb high and look far away, and reluctantly express my sorrow in order to write a new poem about "no worries". Now I have tasted all the sorrow, I want to say it but I can't. I want to say it but I can’t, but I say it’s a cool autumn!
4. "Occasionally" - Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
At the end of the flower fifteen years ago, Xiang Cong once wrote a flower appreciation poem. Today, I see the flowers and the moon look alike, and my feelings are as peaceful as those of the past.
Translation: Fifteen years ago, we visited the garden together and wrote poems about flower appreciation. The flowers today are still the same as in previous years, but why is my mood different from previous years?
5. "Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital City" - Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty
Last year on this day, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Translation: Last winter, just inside this door, the girl’s face reflected the bright peach blossoms. When I come here again today, I don’t know where the girl has gone. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
3. Poems about forgotten past events
1. Ten years of sorrow and joy are like dreams, clasping hands and exclaiming, the past is gone. ——Ye Mengde
2. The past has become empty, still like a dream. ——Li Yu
3. The past is all gone, and everything in the early stages will fade away. ——Yuan Zhen
4. There is no trace of the past, gathering and dispersing in a hurry, today we are entertaining a few guests together. ——Ouyang Xiu
5. The past has turned into smoke, and the prosperity of the world is intoxicating. (Author unknown)
"The past is like sand, but no one can forget it"
Time is like water, gone forever.
Time is like a flower, it disappears as soon as it appears.
Have you ever remembered how many unforgettable moments were forgotten when we said we would never forget them?
Bath in the sunshine and let warmth fill my heart.
I am not alone, at least I have myself as my companion.
The breeze blew through my hair and across my face.
I didn’t cry, that was the time I had.
Sitting on the steps beside the teaching building, waving goodbye to the paradise that has been with me for three years.
Give the blue sky a hug and I will sail away.
No more loneliness, no sadness, just ride on the wind and fly with all your strength.
Give the sun a smile and thank you for warming my heart.
If I get tired, I will build a new paradise above the sea of ??clouds.
The past is like sand, but no one can forget it
Time is like water, gone forever.
Time is like a flower, it disappears as soon as it appears.
Have you ever remembered how many unforgettable moments were forgotten when we said we would never forget them?
Bath in the sunshine and let warmth fill my heart.
I am not alone, at least I have myself as my companion.
The breeze blew through my hair and across my face.
I didn’t cry, that was the time I had.
Sitting on the steps beside the teaching building, waving goodbye to the paradise that has been with me for three years.
Give the blue sky a hug and I will sail away.
No more loneliness, no sadness, just ride on the wind and fly with all your strength.
Give the sun a smile and thank you for warming my heart.
If I get tired, I will build a new paradise above the sea of ??clouds.
4. Poems describing the past
"Huanxi Sand" by Nalan Xingde
Who reads the west wind and is alone in the cold? The yellow leaves are rustling and the windows are closed, 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.
"Partridge Sky" by He Zhu
Everything will go wrong if we go through Changmen again. Why do we go together but not return together? After the parasol trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin ducks flew away without their companions.
The grass on the original ground is showing the first signs of sunshine, and the old habitat is nestled in the new ridge. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will stay up all night to mend clothes?
"Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao
I often remember the sunset in the Xiting Pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startled a group of gulls and herons.
"The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" by Lu You
Red hands, yellow vine wine, and willows on the palace walls are full of spring scenery. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. A cup of melancholy, a few years away. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo.
Li Yu's "Poppy Poppies"
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back in the bright moon. The jade carvings should still be there, but the beauty has changed. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Ouyang Xiu's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love"
In the early morning, the curtains are rolled with light frost, and I try my plum makeup on my hands. They all have their own separation and hatred, so the paintings show long mountains in the distance. Think about the past and cherish the fragrance. Easily injured. The imitation song is first restrained, and the frown is the most heart-breaking.
5. Poems recalling past events
Su Shi’s The Undying Storm
Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly.
Looking back at the desolate place where I have always been, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I return.
Poppy
The young man is listening to Yuge upstairs,
The tent is dimly lit by red candles.
A young man listens to the rain in a boat,
The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the wild geese cry out in the west wind.
Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut.
There are stars on my temples.
The joys and sorrows are always ruthless,
A step before the next step, every bit until dawn.
Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" contains three poems:
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, Hangzhou is the most memorable. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again?
Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace. A cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dances with drunken hibiscus. Will we meet again sooner or later?
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
——"Summer Quatrains" by Li Qingzhao
Who knows if you don't suffer from the side court, even if you die, you will still smell the fragrance of the chivalrous bones.
——Wang Wei in "Youth Journey"
Thirty years of fame are like dust and earth, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
Don’t wait and see when your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow.
——"Man Jiang Hong" Yue Fei
I think back in those days, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.
——"Yong Yu Le" Xin Qiji
Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, if you are a scholar with ten thousand households?
——"Nanyuan No. 5" Li He
6. Poems about looking back
The sun is approaching when you look up, and 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.
7. Ancient poems describing memories of the past
1. "Great Night Works" by Tang Gaoshi
The hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes sad.
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My hometown is far away tonight, and I will see another year in the future.
2. "Going Home" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The childish child held up his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns?
3. "Homesickness" by Li Gou of the Song Dynasty
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I look to the end of the world without seeing my home.
I already hate the green mountains that separate each other. Still obscured by dusk clouds.
4. "The Capital's Letter to the Family" Ming Yuan Kai .
5. "Looking at the Mountains with the Master Haochu to Send Relatives to Beijing" Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere.
If I were transformed into hundreds of billions, I would wander up the mountain to look at my hometown.
"The New Year's Eve" is a seven-character quatrain written by Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty. This poem is about New Year's Eve, when the wandering family misses each other in two places. The sentiments are thoughtful, bitter, tactful, and touching. The poem is concise and implicit, so the predecessors said this poem: "I can't add a word." The language is simple and shallow, but it expresses deep and far-reaching feelings. Chinese New Year means adding another year. Children who are making progress every day are often eager to grow up. Middle-aged people are likely to feel that they are aging - they are more concerned about this matter. Of course, there is a difference between elation and emotion. Gao Shi's poem combines these two aspects, and it is very "seasonal". , widely recited.
My son pulled my clothes and asked me, why did I come back so late? Who am I competing with for the silver hair on my temples?
Appreciation: The first two sentences describe the innocence and cuteness of the child, and are used to set off the poet's serious contemplation in the last two sentences. The latter two sentences are actually the poet's self-questions about his ups and downs in officialdom, fighting for life, fame and fortune, but he doesn't know. Unconsciously, people are getting older, and their temples are getting darker. The poet expresses a faint sigh about the decline of the sun. The word "win" depicts the poet's peaceful and slightly wry smile.
"Homesickness" is a seven-character quatrain composed by Northern Song Dynasty poet Li Gou. One or two lines of the poem are written from a distance, describing what the poet saw and felt when he looked far away. What he saw and felt about the mountains. This poem highlights the poet's helplessness and pain in returning home, and expresses the poet's deep longing for his hometown.
"The Letter to the Capital" was written by Yuan Kai in the Ming Dynasty. A homesick poem written by me
Notes ① Capital: refers to the capital city ② Xingxinghang: each line
Vernacular translation: The river is three thousand miles long, and the letter home is fifteen lines long. There are no other words in each line, but it just tells me to return to my hometown as soon as possible.
"Looking at the mountains with Master Haochu and sending relatives to Beijing" is a poem written by Liu Zongyuan, a litterateur in the Tang Dynasty. The author's deep longing for his hometown also expresses the author's indignation and resentment at being demoted. The first two sentences use a sword as a metaphor for a mountain, which is said to cut people's hearts. The word "cut" echoes the metaphor of "sword" in the previous sentence. Highlighting the depth of the author's sorrow; the last two sentences further generate a strange fantasy from the steep sword-like peaks, where he hopes to transform into hundreds of billions and disperse across the peaks to look at his hometown.
The whole poem is inspired by the scenery, blending emotions into the scenery, with unique imagination and novel metaphors. The author's sorrow of being exiled and the sadness of missing his hometown are expressed deeply and touchingly in just twenty-eight characters, and have a strong artistic appeal.
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