When I was young, my heart was too strong and I was always ready to deal with it. Who are you talking to now? A person can't sing any more, and human feelings are as cold as ice: I can't hear you, I'll sing.
When I woke up from my dream, everything was empty. I was worried in the mirror, and my white hair was increasing. I had to hide in Emei Mountain and become a monk on earth, which made people desolate.
At that time, men were brave. Don't talk about what used to be: disappearing into the cold wind. People have fortunes at any time, and the moon is full of rain or shine.
Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, the wind has lived in the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
Tell on-Lu Youmou was in Wan Li when he was appointed, and Ma Shou was in Liangzhou. Now the military life of defending the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur.
The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry. Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou!
Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia at Chibi-Su Shi lived like a dream, and a statue returned to the moon. References:
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2. An ancient poem lamenting the impermanence of life: 1. Life is easy to expose, but things are impermanent and bad.
Chang An Avenue
[Song] Lu You
Thousands of people boarded surfboards to build surfboards, and Tintin provided thousands of people.
Song and dance pavilions are high into the clouds, and the curtain is heavy and candles are burned during the day.
China's envoy preached and rode a flying shovel. Senior officials saw the car hit the hub.
It's hot. Who dares to touch the Qutang in May?
Life is vulnerable to the morning glow, things change, and things are unpredictable.
It is a dream to judge a deer, but a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise.
Didn't you see that wild old man is eighty years old and hasn't finished dressing? The north wind blew through the house at the end of last year.
2. Who can measure the victory of heaven and man, and the fortunes are unpredictable.
Night window
[Song] Lu You
Sexually, you are bright. When you are hiding, you are self-contained.
Count the rafters by hand and cook a piece of soup with vegetables.
Who can measure the victory of heaven and man, and the fortunes are unpredictable.
Only my heart can finally rely on, and the night window is listening to the sound of pines and waves.
3. Twelve Dream of Red Mansions-Hate impermanence
[Qing] Cao Xueqin
Happiness is just right, hate is impermanent.
Leave everything behind,
Swing around and kill your soul.
The road to my hometown is far away and the mountains are very high.
Therefore, I told my parents in my dream:
My son's life is in the grave,
Family, you need to take a step back and go out early!
There are two kinds of worries about people's growth. They worry that it is not easy to rest when they are dead and alive.
There are two kinds of worries about people's growth
[Song] Shao Yong
There are two kinds of worries about people's growth. Worrying about death and worrying about life is not easy to rest.
Or take advantage of the poor, or compete for fame and fortune.
If you think too much, you will be old before you get old.
What have I done? Meanwhile, I'm not worried about losing my arm.
5. It's been a long time, and suddenly it's like being young.
Life is not good.
[Song] Cao Xun
It's been a long time, and suddenly it's like death
Don't get drunk, get drunk.
But it is reasonable to be drunk, and there is no time to sober up.
Qi Yi still starved to death. Who will mourn Qu Ping?
Gu Ling is still moving out, and the situation is advancing towards age.
Don't thank me for the ups and downs, the gains and losses are light.
3. Seek poems that express the impermanence of life. Go back to the previous poem by Cao Xueqin.
Floating life is very bitter and busy, and the banquet is finally over.
Sorrow and joy are still illusory, and ancient and modern dreams are absurd.
Talking about tea is heavy, more infatuated and more bitter.
It's extraordinary that you have worked hard for ten years.
In summer, I live in Lingyan Temple and Du.
The temple goes far into the thousand rocks and sings a lonely night in a distant public place.
Lying in the cedar altar in the middle of the night, listening to the rain, I turned around and felt that the peak was cold.
There is no sorrow or joy in the world of flowers and flowers, and there is no obstacle to self-sufficiency in the dust.
Even if he comes back here in 2008, he will be so worried that his temples will frost.
Wang Rong, a monk from Zhaozhou.
The Buddha's ancestors printed on the west, and the pearl shone on the marsh moon in Shen Dan.
The smoke in the studio is miserable, and the wind is blowing and the meditation hall is slightly loose.
Only when I come to stay for the first time will I return to China in five days.
The disciple who solved the problem was absolutely sad and happy, and the wanderer was stunned by the snow. broadsword
Man Jianghong Liu Minzhong
Go to the north and come to the south, every few degrees, dusty luggage. Separation and combination, new love and old hatred, ancient and modern. The wind looks at the horizon, and the moon shines at the bottom of the cold river. Ask Zhu Si if Snow White is still here. Those who do nothing will be destroyed. If you don't expect it, why are you sad and happy? "Life gains and losses, Shu Tian ear. The diseased bones are scattered, and this situation will be dealt with. But speechless, grasping the jade chain, pointing southeast.
The People's Liberation Army occupied Nanjing Mao Zedong.
Zhongshan is windy and rainy, and millions of heroes cross the river.
Tiger's dragon card is better than in the past, upside down and generous.
It is advisable to chase after the poor bandits with the remaining courage, not to learn from the overlord.
If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes.
4. Please help me find some poems 1 expressing "Life is short, things are impermanent" and "Love Poem No.32 of Eighty-two"-Ruan Ji of Three Kingdoms.
Life is like dust, lasting forever.
People living in this world, like dust, like morning dew, will soon disappear, and heaven is eternal.
2 "Driving to the East Gate"-Anonymous in Han Dynasty
Life is suddenly like sending, and life is not solid.
Long live and send more, saints can't do it.
Life is as hasty as boarding a ship. How can life be as solid as gold? Since ancient times, life and death are impermanent, and sages are sad and sad.
3. The Green Mausoleum on Baishang-Anonymous in Han Dynasty
Life between heaven and earth is like a passer-by.
Drink and socialize, talk thick but not thin.
People grow and live between heaven and earth, just like a traveler in a hurry. Fighting wine alone is enough to entertain your mind, but it is not as good as a luxurious banquet.
4. Today's Good Banquet-Anonymous in Han Dynasty
Life is like a Lv Ji, only I am like dust, which is blown away by the wind in an instant.
Life is like a journey, only once, life is like dust, which is blown away by that high wind in an instant.
5. "As far as getting into the car is concerned"-Anonymous in Han Dynasty
Life is not a stone, how can we live longer?
People are not as strong as stones, and life is fragile. How can I live longer?
6. Short Songs-Wei and Jin Dynasties and Cao Cao
Singing to wine, life geometry!
For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.
Singing to wine, life is short, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Just like the morning dew is fleeting, there are too many lost days!
5. Ancient poems describing impermanence and ease of life.
Kong Zhong Ping
The west wind, blowing across the plain, brings the fragrance of millet; In spring, splashing into the ditch, the threshing floor is a busy one.
The old cow owes a hard debt, and she lies in the sunset on the top of the grass.
The "old cow" in this poem, after completing his own farming for one year, obtained the ease and satisfaction of "farming debt" from the bumper harvest of "sweet corn" and "out of the valley". I am enjoying the reward given to me by my master at leisure. It doesn't dispute or complain, it is contented and happy with everything. This is an image of contentment and carefree.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road, wiping your eyes like a heartbroken child? .
When the world is brothers, why do brothers of their own brothers want to date each other?
When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink.
Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day.
It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.