1. What are the poems about the "underworld"
1. "Ghost Butterfly"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
The eyebrows are curled with iron wire, and the wings are golden.
Flowers bloomed when they first arrived, but ghosts suddenly disappeared without a trace.
2. "Seven Songs Imitation of Du Gongbu Tonggu"
Era: Ming Dynasty Author: Yu Chunxi
The elder sister cries for her husband. In the east corner of the city, the younger sister cries. Husband Haichanglu.
In the corner of the city, the tears dry up and the ocean becomes wet, and new ghosts and old ghosts fight for their way to the underworld.
I bought a boat yesterday to hang a new ghost, and the pheasant has no skin left intact after the summer months.
Holding the clothes and stamping one's feet, we cried at each other, and the younger siblings lost their voices and looked at each other.
The pronunciation has not changed in three years, but it is Ye Fei Ye calling in front of the lamp.
The poor man has half a foot of hair on his head, but a good man throws away the hairpin without it.
The four songs turned sad, and Noda's water was astringent and cold.
3. "Sudden Rain and Fragrant Steps"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Huang Yanping
Axiang was summoned by thunder and carried a ladle, Feilian was appointed as Yun Suiyu .
The ghost officials and uncles are all running around, and the east wind is causing evil spirits to rain.
The mountain is already exhausted, and the mud is deep and depressed.
At night, the ancient temple is in urgent need of burning clothes and burning lamps and candles.
Moving the bed and avoiding leaks are all similar, but there is still discord in wanting to go to Huaxu.
The curved arms and legs have not yet disappeared, and they must be guarded by their disciples to feed and produce food.
Even though he has been working hard for many years, he will be able to make up for it on the winning day.
You will go to the top of the peaks and look down at the place where thousands of valleys compete for water.
4. "Wang Defu, who traveled far away to Chengqiaoyin, sent a poem and two chapters to thank you"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: He Menggui
The day passes by, mysterious He became a weakling.
Ascend to the sky without eight wings, and bear the morning breeze with bitter aspirations.
The morning breeze is unbearable, and the lower world is dusty.
Go and disdain the eight extremes, and be able to leave the center.
Be it a horse or an ox, I will follow suit.
5. "Shangjian Stream"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Chen Tao
The Kongtong group purges the green smoke, and longs for the Danqiu to chase the narcissus. The clouds and trees lead to the upper realm,
The peaks and mountains turn to Minchuan River. Invading stars worry about passing through the dragon country, and when picking blue, I meet a girl on a boat.
It has been judged that the hair on the temples will turn white first, and there will be a lot of beach in autumn. 2. Are there any sentences or paragraphs describing hell and underworld?
The end of life is hidden in the corner and I don’t know when the shadow will be revealed
I can’t face the cruel facts, lying alone in the cold In front of the tombstone
Missing the past days and looking at the past of the world with wide eyes
So fragile and vulnerable
Accompanied by bloodthirsty fangs Withering along with life
The world without color is still beautiful
Black and white
The shadow is still dazzling
The long-awaited The beautiful and charming flowers are blooming with black bewitching light
Invisible and visible
They are all as silent as a dream
Coming quietly Possessing power but not seeing the light of day
Deaths are swarming and the devil is extremely arrogant
God can no longer save the world but this beautiful body is still lying in the dirt
Watching the killing record of life and death
Sighing at the confusion and fragility of human beings, being alone and lonely
Lying in this beautiful shadow and admiring oneself
Looking at the heaven Laughing while fighting
Laughing sadly at people's ignorance
Laughing at one's own loneliness and the falseness of love
Laughing at God's ignorance and laughing at the darkness of the world
Still lying in the black soil, continuing to guard this black and white castle
Waiting for the destruction of the world and praying to look up at the black night again
The black light shines Touching the earth
Warmth fills the whole body I WILL BE BACK TO LIFE
The charming and bloodthirsty wanderer does not belong to the light. A resurrected demon with a dark lust for blood.
The lonely and arrogant Cangmei alien was reborn in the bloody night. The undead and cursed Dark One who strayed from his path.
A beautiful demon king who sucks life away with elegance and cruelty. The cold and lonely dark demon soul travels through the night.
An alternative noble owner resting in a bat-winged coffin. A arrogant and arrogant ghost who has hidden evil spirits for thousands of years.
The alien vampires are wandering around the mortal world.
The nobility of crimson is the black that lurks in the night
The decoration of the gorgeous dream has a raging depth
The old copper-colored door cannot open the claustrophobic Window curtains
The cherry-colored goblet fell to a shocking crisp
The silver cross nailed the tearful rain and the perfect prayer sealed the wet mouth
The deep organ makes the melody free and the crazy heartbeat sticks to your breath
Counting down the return
Wake up hard and understand that everything is going backwards and the lost lamb Admit the need for Satan's comfort
The unnamed tombstones standing in the desolate wilderness make the night follow the blood obsessively
It is the destruction of fate by a kiss. If it is the beauty you ask for
< p> The cuckoo will be happy to accompany you to guess this riddle. The blasphemous decadence will not regret itThe dark castle is surrounded by bloody roses
The moonlight is charming, and the black figure reflects pride< /p>
The life of the church gently rings, playing the trumpet of death
The corners of your lips rise, outlining an intoxicated smile
That is temptation, pull, yes Swagger
Who will fall into your arms again
Who will fall into the trap of death again
Your smile will always be fatal poison , leaving people with nowhere to escape
Dear, give me your blood, you said it truthfully
Bloody, bloody is burning
Burning , burning with despair
Despair, desperate running
Run, run through the cruelty, and you will reach the final paradise
Have you seen it
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There he is, smiling with a bloodthirsty smile
You have a withering destiny
You are eager to die, just like cherry blossoms
It seems that the name "Rakshasa" is no longer suitable for you
I respect your existence,
I give you the name of ghost 3. Poems about Bana Flower
View the article about poems about the flower of the other shore Thursday August 06, 2009 03:22 pm The flower of the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves never see each other.
Love is not the cause and effect, fate determines life and death. "--------- My thoughts are floating in the underworld. I glance at the dark night where lonely souls live, but I am surprised by the trembling of my heart. Your gorgeous blood is like a carpet stretching out, and your lonely beard is praying for meeting and reincarnation in the next life. I can't hold your hand, I will regret it all my life. Buddha said, we will turn back and we will not meet each other. I am willing to give up the years of the next life in exchange for a fleeting glance with you. Let eternity stay on the Naihe Bridge and dye it into another color with love. The tears of the flowers on the other side. The only romance that is sprinkled on the underworld, Huangquan Road, makes me dream and shed tears in my eyes. I have lost my previous life. Flowers bloom and fall every thousand years, accompanied by tears and blood. The Buddha said that there is no destiny. The waiting of weeping blood makes life still bright for us. On the other side of the world where reincarnations of life have appeared alternately for thousands of years.
.. We cherish each other but cannot meet each other. We walk alone on the other side. We meet in a dream. You are a white rootless lotus and I am a red lotus. Flower on the other side. You are as pale as snow, and I am as red as blood.
You fell into the water of Tianshan Mirror Pool. I was lonely in the long road to the underworld.
At that moment, I fell in love with you. , is the fate of my life, there is no escape. I will keep waiting! Three thousand days pass, and you finally grow old.
I am still falling, and the dark river ahead is pouring on me. Smile slightly. Po Meng's soup bowl is empty.
When you step on the Naihe Bridge, your heart is as calm as water, and my heart is as heavy as stone.
My heart is broken. I am hopeless... The lingering fragrance of flowers cannot match the bitterness of forgetfulness. I am still alive! I only have a body! My heart will always bloom on the other side! , only how many fireworks are lingering on this shore, how many earthly dreams are lost in the wind and rain, and they all go eastward with the water.
What I saw is extinguished! My original love is remembered! It blooms on you.
I am lost on the other side! In the past life, we were flying under the same sky. In this life, you are on the other side; I am staring at your tearful face. , feel the sound of your heartbreak, but can't wipe away your tears
When it blooms in full bloom, it's like a flower blooming to its end... When the wind blows it away, it's gone. No more... The feeling of love lasts for a long time, and the person I loved is fleeting. What I can't forget is the feeling, and what I see is extinguished.
I stand at the end of the world, waiting for the ephemeral flowers to sprout in the soil. Bloom again.
Leave the fragrance to the years. There is no lighthouse on the other side. I still look at it, and my hair is white when the sky gets dark. 'The flowers on the other side bloom and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet again. .
Love is not the cause and effect, fate determines life and death.
’ You are the flower blooming on the other side! Always my fatal temptation! I use words to swim through your deep eyes, deep eyes.
It is the countless years and tears that always drown me deeply, flowers as red as fire. Ignite the clouds on the horizon at dusk, and sing against the water in the setting sun, ripples of sadness are rippling.
Stretching out your arms, you still cannot touch it in your life. It is still an unreachable distance, which is your deep sigh. And, the sadly withered petals! The other shore that has never been reached is always the basis of happiness in this life! Maybe just looking at each other from afar can give my misty thoughts some sustenance! 1. The flowers on the other shore are blooming on the other shore, and the heartbroken grass is sad and heartbroken. What can be done in front of the Naihe Bridge. Three lives are determined in front of the three-life stone. Dielianhua Flower on the other shore The flowers on the other shore are blooming on the other shore, weeping alone in the dark world, the flowers are beautiful and people will not return them.
Who can bear to leave this world and read it again? Huang Quan had tears in his eyes all the way. The leaves have fallen and the flowers are blooming. They are reincarnated from generation to generation. The flowers and leaves are empty and full of sadness.
Don’t lament that the human soul is bleak, how can we know that life and death are far apart from each other! 2. The flowers on the other shore will always bloom leisurely on the other shore. My heart on this shore can only wander around here. So many fireworks have been spent in the wind and rain, so many dreams in the world have been extinguished. The ones I see are extinguished as the water turns eastward. The ones I remember are gone. When they are in full bloom, the flowers are gone... ... The memory left behind is just a field of petals... When the wind blows it away, it is gone... That night when we met in a dream, you were a white rootless lotus and I was a red flower from the other side. You were as pale as snow and I was as red as blood. You fell in The water in the Tianshan mirror pool is full of water. I fell in love with you at that moment when I was lonely in the underworld. There is no way to escape. There is no way to escape. I will wait for three thousand days and the stars will change. You will finally grow old. I will still fall for you. I arrive at the dark river in front of the ferry. The gurgling black water gives me a faint smile. Po Meng's soup bowl is empty. You step on the Naihe Bridge and your heart is as calm as water. My heart is as heavy as stone. I close the branches of flowers and my heart aches and is broken. My heart is hopeless. The lingering fragrance of flowers in my veins cannot match the bitterness of the soup and forget me. I am still alive, I have no soul, I only have a body, but I insist on loving you. I fell in love with you at that moment. There is no way to escape. There is no way to escape. I will wait for three thousand days and the stars will change. I think it is the most beautiful flower, but it must be the most sad flower. It has been accompanied by myths throughout its life. The flowers on the other side are cute and lingering. The sound of Olufei's piano is lingering, and the fog rises. Its bright red burns the flower tears, and the fog that has not dispersed for thousands of years is attracting people. The flowers blooming on the other side are the feathers left by Cupid when he flew across the sky, leaving a little bit of warmth. A mist is gently dissipated, leaving an oath that will not change for thousands of years. The flowers on the other side fade are the sharp arrows shot by Artemis. No matter how many arrows there are, it is helpless and regretful. The joy of separation stops for a moment and then ends. The wounds that have not healed for thousands of years are splashed out. Now the flowers of the other shore will bloom again. The mist, oaths and wounds are intertwined together. Who is it waiting for? 1 My world gradually cools down and then goes out. When the darkness begins to appear, this is the end of the journey. 2 If there is no light in this darkness, nothing will be possible. 3 Like seeds blown away by the wind, I think I am lost. 4 Like a ship in the dark night, I think I cannot reach the shore. 5 However, time and space are still brightly lit, like a lighthouse slowly guiding me. Crossing over to the other shore, the star-studded sky does not have flowers as dazzling and fragrant as yours. 6 Walking across the desolate river bank, the ecstasy of life is at this moment I was surprised by the light that first appeared on the other shore. I almost mistakenly thought that the world began to live from this moment on. Before the boundary with death, the burning flowers of the other side stretch on the other side of life. 7 At the end, I suddenly forget what kind of beginning it was. Ignite the bloody torch on the other side. Take out the time that has completely disappeared and look through everything carefully. Everything is on the other side. Under the fragrance of the mountain spring gushing out 8 Life goes from richness to withering and is carefully written into poetry on the other shore. Life that is passing by is rushed and blurred. Only when you stop and look back can you carefully understand it. When you look back, you can see the other shore. 9 At the moment when you look back, time stops. The floating clouds that left the sky full of them finally merged into rivers. 4. Poems about the flower on the other side
The flower on the other side --- poems 1. The flower on the other side blooms on the other side, and the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, never to be seen again.
Cause and effect determine life and death, and the Three Life Stones are destined to live in the past. The flowers and leaves are growing in opposite directions, but they have been waiting on the bridge for thousands of years.
Po Meng had a bowl of soup in her stomach, and it was difficult to forget her love by the riverside of Santu. 2. There are flowers on the other shore, but there is no connection between the flowers and the leaves.
The waves of Wangchuan River are faint, and there is a natural chasm between the other side and the shore. The road to the fire is long, and the cause and effect of the past life and this life are scattered.
I wish to mourn my heart, my emotions, and my sorrow. The flowers and leaves drift away and I don’t see you again.
3. The yellow spring shines on the other side, and the flowers bloom for a thousand years. Love is not cause and effect, and leaves will fall for thousands of years.
4. Flowers on the other side of the river, flowers of forgetfulness, flowers fall on the other side of the forgetfulness of love. The flower of the other shore, the flower of the devil, has long been forgotten.
Flowers on the other side, flowers in the water moon mirror, the shadows of flowers in the mirror are long. The flower of the other shore, the flower of the purple road, does not touch the rolling world.
The flower of the other shore, the flower of the underworld, has fallen into the blue sky with slender leaves. The flower of the other shore, the flower of the desert dust, the remnant of a dream that goes against one's wishes.
The flower of the other shore, the flower of reincarnation, is an everlasting flower. The flower of the other shore, the flower of dream and sorrow, the infinite flower of Tianxin’s smile.
5. The flower of the other shore, the sorrow of the past life. Naihe Bridge is the link of this life.
Like blood, like fire, dancing in sorrow. Forgotten, forgotten, reborn in despair.
Confused, I saw the fiery red scene ahead. Lost, I caught a glimpse of the Naihe Bridge around me.
Confusion, despair, abandonment, rebirth. We just walk like this, with the loss of life and the passage of time. As we walk, we realize that we have reached the end, or our souls have turned into a piece of fiery red, or we have lost everything in this life and been reborn.
Pick off a Bianhua flower and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup. The dark world, either leaving or returning.
The flower of the other shore, the other shore, is beyond sight and beyond reach, how sad it is; Naihe Bridge, no matter what, it will be left behind no matter how reluctant it is, how helpless it is. Squatting down, touching the flowers on the other side, turning my head sideways, observing the Naihe Bridge.
Past life, this life, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of this world, leaving a drop of cold tears, or a trace of reluctance. All of this can only be chosen by ourselves, or we cannot choose by ourselves.
6. Legend has it that there is a kind of flower called the other side flower.
It is the memory of the past life; it is also the testimony of the coming time. Walking on the Naihe Bridge, you can see the faint ancient lamps and worn-out bronze mirrors.
The past between her and him has long been engraved on the Sansheng Stone. The flower demon Manzhu and the leaf demon Shahua will never meet again.
So, what about them? After drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup, everything in front of me disappeared. On the road to the underworld, flowers like blood are blooming.
The fragrance of flowers on the other side awakens the memory of the past. In my mind, a confused figure and a lone star passed by.
Put your hands together, close your eyes, and go back to the past together. As if nothing has changed, in front of the Santu River, looking back, the flowers and leaves are speechless.
7. Flowers on the Other Shore The rain and dew wet the moss, but there are still purple flowers blooming. On the stone steps, the beauty never came.
I think the bright moon is there, but the bright moon is hidden in the mist. Looking up at the sloping path, I feel like I am passing through.
I am in love with the other shore, and everything is in my arms. The flowers and leaves are never seen, they bloom in the wrong life.
The blue sky is full of nothingness, and the three roads are separated by the sky. The flowers are broken into pieces and buried in the fire, and the leaves are accompanied by feelings.
In a quiet place, I look into the sky, and I miss the beauty but I don’t listen. Faintly leaving the song, the rain falls all over the city, the falling flowers dye the sky, and the long and bright red erodes the road.
It seems that the dragon's claw flowers are blooming, and the Three Ways of Forgotten River appears in Nancheng. Go up to a tall building alone to listen to the sound of rain, raise a glass to invite the shadows and reminisce about old feelings.
Drunk and patting the bronze bell, I fell into the rivers and lakes and my eyes were full of tears. I also want to be calm, but it is difficult to be calm anymore. It originated from the dream of guarding a lonely city and hiding from all living beings with infinite youth. It is so hypocritical! 8. The other shore, the eternal opposite.
Wangchuan, the bond of the past life. Flowers bloom, like a bloody dream, and the unattainable lingering begins again.
Falling leaves represent eternal extravagant hope and the cruelest confusion in reincarnation. Why, eternal hope can only be exchanged for the distant shore.
In the past life and this life, you and I will always be the other side that is out of reach. Flowers in the mirror, only recalling the unforgettable love.
Above the underworld, I watched indifferently the souls coming and going. After all, tears dreaming of the world of mortals cannot withstand the irreversible passage of time.
Time can turn everything into flying smoke, wiping out all sentient beings in just a moment of talking and laughing. The flame of life is extinguished little by little, and everything in the world is inferior to you and me.
The flowers bloom, the leaves fall, my heart is calm, I love you without resentment. Remember, miss, recall, and love you forever.
The sky is full of flowers, flowers of sadness, flowers of forgetfulness, despair. Forget it, come again, be ruthless, set sail, the other shore.
In reincarnation, we are doomed to tragedy. Sighing loudly, the flowers fall and forget the love on the other side of the river.
Banish the memory, everything is long gone. The reincarnation begins and only the final outcome is seen.
Fleeing, passing by your fingers. Love is dead in the heart.
No trace left, the other shore, the eternal distance. Unattainable, reappearing, the loneliness of the past.
Cannot disobey. 9. The flower of the other shore, the flower of hell.
We made a promise in front of Bianhuahua, if you don’t leave, I will never abandon you. But after the flowers fade, the promise is like the wind.
Wei. 10. The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, and the heartbroken grass is filled with sorrow.
There is nothing you can do in front of the Naihe Bridge. There are three lives in front of the Three Lives Stone. 11. Dielianhua, Bianhuahua.
The flowers bloom on the other shore, weeping alone in the dark world, the flowers are beautiful and people will not return them. Who can bear to leave this world and think about it again? My eyes are full of tears all the way to Huangquan, and the leaves are falling and the flowers are blooming.
In the reincarnation of the world, the flowers and leaves are filled with sorrow and love. Don't lament that the human soul is dim, how can we know that life and death are far from each other! 12. Reminiscing about the past on the Naihe Bridge, people on the other side forget the river alone.
Mo Daochun's heart rests on one place, but the flowers and leaves are not complete. 13. The flower of the other shore blooms for a thousand years and falls for a thousand years.
Flowers and leaves will never meet each other, love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death. 14. In the prosperous world, there is a sea of ??clouds and mud, and you can see the magpie bridge crossing.
Life and death at the snap of a finger, several rounds of morning and evening, three twilights. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to retain.
The leaves fall to make soil, a few clusters of flowers bloom, and there are countless tears. However, at the bridge, Po Meng persuaded her to drink, and she would never look back for several lifetimes.
Weeping and laughing, the vicissitudes of life are followed by the underworld, and the sufferings are overcome by Buddha Zen. Abi is in a state of despair, but the soul of the seven emotions is still there, so how can he wake up from the maze.
The sorrow of reincarnation is hard to get drunk in the dark world, and there is no way back. 15. White mandala flower, the holy flower of heaven, blooms for a thousand years, and the flowers bloom and the leaves fall.
The red Manzhu Shahua, the sin flower of hell, will wither for a thousand years, and the leaves will rise and the flowers will wither. The flowers and leaves never meet.
"Why. 5. Asking for poems about the flower of the other shore
1. The flower of the other shore blooms on the other shore,
The heartbroken grass is sad and heartbroken.
< p> There is nothing you can do in front of the bridge,Three lives are determined in front of the stone - "Full Tang Poems" by Anonymous
The explanation of this poem:
It has been passed down for a long time. In the past, there was a road called Huangquan Road, a river called Wangchuan River, and a bridge called Naihe Bridge. After passing Naihe Bridge, there was an earthen platform called Wangxiangtai. There was an old woman beside Wangxiangtai. In Maimeng Po Tang, there is a piece of bluestone next to the bridge called Sansheng Stone. The Sansheng Stone records everyone's past and present lives. The body of the stone is as red as blood, with four words "Go to the other side early" engraved on it. /p>
Step on the Naihe Bridge, look back at the flowers of the other side for the last time, take a last look at the world on the Wangxiang Terrace, and drink a cup of water cooked by the old woman with Wangchuan water
Meng Po Soup, life All kinds of tastes are close to it. Tears are falling, but I don’t know how to face the destiny on the Sansheng Stone. People who want to be reincarnated must walk across the Naihe Bridge and drink Meng Po Soup to forget. After three lives, he no longer lingers in the world and enters reincarnation again.
The Sansheng Stone has been standing by the Naihe Bridge, looking at the people who have been reincarnated in the world of mortals. This is a song to commemorate the death of his wife. /p>
The words are inspired by his own unfortunate experiences. The upper part is realistic and the lower part is fictitious. Every sentence is pathos and passionate, and the language is simple, but readers
can deeply feel the author's love for the story. The longing for his wife is combined with the helpless melancholy, and the living person has changed after ten years.
It makes the reader burst into tears after reading it.
Extended information: < /p>
The morphological characteristics of Bianhua:
It is a perennial herbaceous flower of Amaryllidaceae. The flower is like a dragon's claw. It has bulbs and is shaped like an onion. The leaves are clustered and have slender tips that look like garlic.
The leaves are fleshy, belt-shaped, greenish-green with white powder; the calyx is solitary, and there is an umbel-shaped inflorescence at the end. It is alive, with 5 to 7 flowers, which are brightly red (in addition to red, there are also white varieties). The petals are rolled up like dragon claws. They bloom first and then grow leaves.
The leaves do not fall off in winter but fall off in summer. Dormant. Due to the fact that the flowers and leaves cannot meet, Lycoris is also known as the "heartless" flower.