Han Dynasty: Cao Cao
The soldiers of the Kwantung Army rose up against the cruel people.
On the first day of the first date, General Ding Meng went to attack Dong Zhuo in Chang 'an.
Dong Zhuo's army came together, each with its own plans, looked at each other and refused to stand out.
These two sentences led to the battle of various armies, and then the armies of various armies killed each other.
Yuan Shao's cousin Yuan Shu proclaimed himself emperor in Huainan, and the emperor Yuan Shaomou carved the emperor in the north.
Because of the war, soldiers have long been unable to take off their battle clothes, their armor is covered with lice, and many people have died because of years of war.
The bones were bare in the field, and there was no one among them, and there was no crowing.
It is extremely sad to think that only one person in a hundred people is alive.
Translation:
All brave people in Kanto fight those cruel people.
At first, I made an appointment with various generals to form an alliance and make concerted efforts to crusade against Chang 'an Zhuo.
After the various armies that fought against Dong Zhuo joined forces, because each had its own plans, they could not work together and looked at each other, and no one would take the lead.
The word snobbery caused competition among armies, and then the armies killed each other.
Yuan Shao's cousin Yuan Shu proclaimed himself emperor in Huainan, and Yuan Shao made a puppet emperor in the north to carve the emperor's seal.
Due to the continuous war, soldiers can't take off their combat uniforms for a long time, and their armor is covered with lice. Many people have died in large numbers because of years of war.
The bones were exposed in the wild and no one was buried. Thousands of miles are deserted, and chickens crow endlessly.
It is extremely sad to think that only one out of 100 ordinary people is still alive.
2. Dreams are mild
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
Translation:
I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.
I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.
I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
3. Tianjiayu
Song: Mei
Who is Le Jia in Paddy Field? Spring tax and autumn tax are not enough!
Xu Li locked our door and cooked hard every day.
There are many streams in midsummer, and white water is high.
Water harms me and locusts eat my millet.
A few months ago, the imperial edict came and reprinted.
Three talents are strong, and evil makes the bow and arrow.
Now the state is in strict control, and the old officials are holding the whip.
Looking for childlike innocence, looking for love, but there is paralysis and no eyes.
Tian Lu dared to complain, and his father and son cried sadly.
What happened to Nanmu? Buy arrows and sell calves.
Trouble becomes long and rainy, and there is no porridge in the air.
The blind and the lame can't plow, and it's too late to die!
I am ashamed of honesty, but I feel sorry for you.
However, I sang "I am coming back" and paid my salary to the deep valley.
Translation:
Who says we farmers are happy? The taxes owed in spring have not been paid in autumn. The village official knocked on my door, urging me hard, neither early nor late. This summer, it rained heavily and the flood rose higher than the house.
The water has flooded and washed away the rice, and locusts have eaten it up. Some time ago, the imperial edict was issued, and the household registration was made door to door. One of the three men will be drawn to be an archer and enlisted in the army. The order in the state is very strict, and the old collectors keep urging the road with whips.
Only the lame and the blind are left, and the elderly and children are not spared. Who dares to sigh and complain in the village? Father and son cried bitterly. How to do a good job in the field? I have sold the calf in order to buy an arrow. The resentment turned into continuous autumn rain, and the pots and pans were empty, so I couldn't eat a bite of porridge.
How do the blind and the lame farm? Death is just too late. I was ashamed of what the old farmer said and took the salary of the court for nothing. It is better to abandon the official and go home, and firewood and farm in the ravine.
4. Li Bais Tomb
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.
Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems.
As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.
Translation:
By the quarrying river, endless weeds surround the cemetery, away from the white clouds.
Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems.
As long as they are poets, most of them have bad fate. Poets are poor and frustrated, and no one has surpassed Li Jun.
5. Pay tribute to Xue Tai
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
Translation:
On one side is the dying plane tree, and on the other side is the body that has been ill for a long time. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad.
In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.
2. Famous sayings and poems about life and death are born to be outstanding, and die to be a ghost outstanding. -Li Qingzhao
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. -gu
Life between heaven and earth, if fleeting, is only sudden (Zhuangzi)
Life between heaven and earth is like a passer-by (nineteen ancient poems)
How many times can you recover in your life, and how you were suddenly shocked by the current (Tao Jin Yuanming)
Without the ultimate heaven and earth, life is like sunrise (Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi)
Thirty-six thousand days, every night is like a candle. How short the day is, how easy it is for a hundred years to change-(Tang Libai)
It is easy for teenagers to learn from old age, but difficult to learn. An inch of time is not light. I haven't felt the dream of spring grass in the pond, and the leaves in front of the steps are already autumn (Song Zhuxi)
In order to understand how short life is, one must go a long way-(Schopenhauer)
Life is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.
-(China) Chen Duxiu
Life should be like a candle, burning from the top to the end, always bright.
-(China) Xiao Chunv
Life is really a book, with complicated content and heavy weight. It is worth turning to the last page that an individual can turn to, and it must be turned slowly.
-(China) Shen Congwen
People are inherently mortal, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
-(Western Han Dynasty) Sima Qian
Born to be English, died to be spiritual.
—— (Northern Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
-(Southern Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao
Life and death are on the same line. Life is a struggle, and death is a rest. Life is active, and death is sleeping.
—— (China) Guo Moruo
Some roads seem close, but in fact they are far away. Without patience, you will never reach the finish line.
-(China) Shen Congwen
As long as a flower can be cultivated, it is better to make rotten grass that will rot.
-(China) Lu Xun
On the road of life, there are white and fragrant flowers and sharp thorns, but those who love their lovers will forget about thorns and only think about flowers.
-(China) contradiction
3. The ancient poem about life and death 1, ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget it.
The original poem Jiang's dream of the 20th day of the first month, written by Su Shi in the Song Dynasty, is an incredible and unforgettable poem of ten years of life and death. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to forget. Lonely graves are thousands of miles away, and there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart.
Even if you meet me, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Running around is dusty and icy. I went back to my hometown in my dream last night and saw you dressing in front of the mirror at the small window.
You and I are speechless, only tears fall thousands of lines. I think you break your heart for me every year, on that cold moonlit night, in that lonely dwarf pine mountain.
2, when it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death live in peace. Excerpts from Wen Tianxiang's original poem "Song Zhengqi" in Song Dynasty may be used as a model, and ghosts and gods cry heroes.
Or to cross the river and swallow Hu Jie generously. Still want to hit a thief, the vertical head is broken.
It takes qi as its power, and it lasts forever. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are at peace.
The earth depends on it, and the Tianzhu depends on it. Three cardinal principles are life and morality is the root.
To Li Yangjiu, the official tone is also ineffective. Sometimes, the translation is performed by Zhuge Liang, who wrote "an example of a teacher". His loyalty after death made ghosts and gods cry.
Sometimes, when Zulu crossed the river in the Northern Expedition, he enthusiastically vowed to swallow Hu Jie. Sometimes hit a traitor on the head, and the traitor's head is broken at once.
This lofty spirit fills the universe, and justice is inviolable and eternal. When this meaning reaches the sky and runs through the sun and the moon, there is no need to talk about life and death! The earth stands on it and Tianzhu is supported on it.
Three cardinals depend on it to maintain their lives, and morality depends on it. Unfortunately, in case of national disaster, I really can't go to Anguo to kill thieves.
3. Intimacy is like the sun and the moon, and the husband vows to live and die together. From Zhang Ji in the Tang Dynasty, the original poem "Ode to a Woman, Message to Dongping Li Wei Shi" tells you that you know you have a husband and give me two pearls.
I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt. My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.
Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband. Tears are almost in my eyes, so why not meet each other when I am unmarried?
You know I have a husband, but you still want to give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your affection for me and for tying pearls on my red shirt.
My tall building is connected to the Royal Garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to live and die with my husband.
I cried when I returned your double beads. I regret not meeting you before I got married. 4, the country's life and death, don't avoid it because of disaster.
In the Qing Dynasty, Lin Zexu's original poem "Two Poems About Going to the Garrison to Show Home" went out to laugh, without feeling sad, but full of enthusiasm. Current affairs are difficult to establish, and senior officials are not born.
Looking back at the empty island, the wind and waves are counted nine times from the beginning. Don't believe the frivolous language of children and sneer at him for giving Zhao Lao a lampstand.
If you are weak and mentally exhausted for a long time, you will be exhausted. Based on this belief, I will serve my country at all costs, even at the expense of my own life, whether I am lucky or unlucky.
Exile is just the kindness of the king, and it is just right to keep humble and die. The play tells a story with his wife, trying to destroy the old scalp.
Traveling far from home, you will open your heart wherever you go. We should be optimistic and open-minded, not sad.
It's hard to be without faults in world affairs and state affairs, and even high officials and dignitaries are not born with them. Looking back on Guangdong's vigorous anti-British anti-smoking campaign, I despise the British invaders.
From now on, I will travel all over the motherland, watch its trend and count the mountains and rivers. Ignore the schadenfreude and cynicism of such people, and despise such nonsense as "Zhao Lao sends a lampstand"
I feel exhausted because of my low ability and heavy responsibility. Taking on heavy responsibilities again and again, with my aging body and mediocre talent, is definitely untenable.
If it is good for my country, I will risk my life. If you are lucky, can you avoid troubles and face difficulties? I was exiled to Yili because of your kindness and generosity.
I'd better leave the army and become a mature soldier. I joked with my wife in Zhi Lin, Dongpo that Song Zhenzong called Yang Pu and Su Dongpo to prison, saying that you might as well recite the poem "This time ruined the old scalp" to see me off.
5, death knows that everything is empty, and sorrow does not see Kyushu. In the Song Dynasty, Lu You wrote the original poem "Shizi", knowing that everything is empty after death, but he is sad when he doesn't see Kyushu.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! I know there is nothing left after my death, but I am sad that I have not seen the reunification of the country.
Song Jun recovered the lost land in the Central Plains. Don't forget to tell me when you hold a family festival.
4. Seek the most romantic poem about death:
Be an excellent person.
He's dead. He's the hero of ghosts.
-Li Qingzhao
Don't sing sad songs for me when I die.
-Xu Zhimo
Poor white bones by the river, still like a girl with a dream of spring.
Tao Chen
Life is short and death is eternal.
-I forgot.
The general died in battle, and the strong man returned in ten years.
Mulan Poem
Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death.
-Cao Zhi
The greatness of life, the glory of death
-Chairman Mao
How to die in Zhumen wine and meat show
-Du Fu
5. Ancient poems with the word "death" are regarded as outstanding people, and death is also a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu.
Don't send a message lightly, you will know after a meal.
People would rather die than build the Great Wall.
Life is like swimming back, and death is like returning to the sea.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
No one has died since ancient times, and Marco's body is a hero.
Selfishness, the country's life and death, gloating and avoiding it.
There is nothing in life but death.
Due to human nature, there are many beautiful sentences, and the language is not surprising.
Heal a dead horse as if it were still alive-don't give it up.
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
People are inherently mortal, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.
Sacrifice your life to save your country.
Willing to devote oneself to those who appreciate and cultivate themselves.
Why are people afraid of death?
The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.
Bamboo remains the same, and the fragrance of flowers remains the same.
Never die for ten years, make a comeback.
Life is a centurion, and death is the law of a strong man.
6. Poems about death
[Qing] Wang Shizhen
On strangers, birds are singing and grass is fragrant.
Fish scales are wrinkled by wind and water.
Jiangnan red beans are bitter,
Yi Jun blooms at the age of 18.
grieved
a surname
Several close-ups of Qing Jian's exchanges,
Why do beautiful women feel sorry for themselves?
Sad spring and flowers are gone,
Crying a warbler to death can't bring it back.
Mourn for Xue Tai
Bai Juyi
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
See Yuan Jiu's mourning poem for this.
Bai Juyi
Night tears secretly sell the bright moon, and spring heartbroken peony court.
There is no medicine in the world to cure this disease, only four volumes of Shurangama Sutra.
Don't be a doctor
[Tang] Xue Tao
Falling flowers don't burn the phoenix, and climbing the Qinling Mountains is even more bleak.
An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
We are a couple, and now it's seventeen years altogether.
It is not enough to look at each other, let alone donate for a long time.
How white my sideburns are, I would rather be safe for a long time.
The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
Every time I go out, it's like sleepwalking, and everyone just manages.
I'm still lonely when I come back, so who should I talk to?
Sleepless nights, lonely fireflies fly in my ears, and geese cry in the sky.
There is nothing more painful in the world, the spirit of the needle.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
Never cut it short, how dare you ask heaven.
I have met countless human women, and no one is more beautiful and virtuous than my wife.
For example, if a fool lives long, why not forge his year?
Endure this priceless treasure and be buried in Jiuquan.
7. Poetry about death
[Qing] Wang Shizhen
On strangers, birds are singing and grass is fragrant.
Fish scales are wrinkled by wind and water.
Jiangnan red beans are bitter,
Yi Jun blooms at the age of 18.
grieved
a surname
Several close-ups of Qing Jian's exchanges,
Why do beautiful women feel sorry for themselves?
Sad spring and flowers are gone,
Crying a warbler to death can't bring it back.
Mourn for Xue Tai
Bai Juyi
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
See Yuan Jiu's mourning poem for this.
Bai Juyi
Night tears secretly sell the bright moon, and spring heartbroken peony court.
There is no medicine in the world to cure this disease, only four volumes of Shurangama Sutra.
Don't be a doctor
[Tang] Xue Tao
Falling flowers don't burn the phoenix, and climbing the Qinling Mountains is even more bleak.
An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
We are a couple, and now it's seventeen years altogether.
It is not enough to look at each other, let alone donate for a long time.
How white my sideburns are, I would rather be safe for a long time.
The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
Every time I go out, it's like sleepwalking, and everyone just manages.
I'm still lonely when I come back, so who should I talk to?
Sleepless nights, lonely fireflies fly in my ears, and geese cry in the sky.
There is nothing more painful in the world, the spirit of the needle.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
Never cut it short, how dare you ask heaven.
I have met countless human women, and no one is more beautiful and virtuous than my wife.
For example, if a fool lives long, why not forge his year?
Endure this priceless treasure and be buried in Jiuquan.
8. What are the poems about death that mourn the dead?
1, Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi's Twenty Dreams in the First Month" in Song Dynasty.
Original text:
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Translation:
It's been ten years since you and I said goodbye, but it's still hard to look at each other after all. Thousands of miles away, that lonely grave has nowhere to pour out its sadness to you. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I'm covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I dreamed of going back to my hometown, and you were dressing in front of the cabin window. You and I are silent and sad, only tears flow thousands of lines. It is expected that the place where I missed her in the past was on the short Songshan Mountain on a bright moon night.
2. The Three Mournings of Mei in Northern Song Dynasty (I).
Original text:
We are a couple, and now it's seventeen years altogether. It's not enough to be with each other, and now it's gone forever!
How long can my hair stay in the body, and how long can this body last? The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears.
Translation:
We have been married 17 years. It's not enough to be with each other, and now it's gone forever!
I saw white hair on my temples. How long can this body last? It's not far from being in the same cave with you, but I still have tears when I die.
3. Three Elegy Poems by Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty (Part II)
Original text:
There was no wine before, but now it's empty. Spring mash gives birth to floating ants, when can we taste it better!
Before the food box was full of me, I stood by crying. If you want to speak silently, you want to see things without light.
I used to sleep in Gaotang County, but now I live in Huangcao Township. Once you go out, you will come back healthy.
Translation:
When he was poor, he had no wine to drink. Today's libation is all wine. Spring wine is fragrant and frothy. When can it be tasted again?
The delicious food is in front of me, and my relatives and friends are crying beside me. Want to talk silently, want to open your eyes and see nothing.
I used to sleep in Gaotang, but now I sleep in the countryside. Once buried, there is no hope of turning back.
4. Three mourning poems of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty (part two).
Original text:
I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
Translation:
Doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short. How long is a hundred years? Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife.
Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife. I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.
5. Two Song Dynasty Lu You's ShenYuan (Part Two).
Original text:
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
Translation:
It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to talk about.
I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.
9. Poems about Death Mourning Poems [Qing] Wang Shizhen's "Stranger" is full of fine grass, and the fish scale wind wrinkles the water surface.
Acacia mangium in Jiangnan. At the age of, bloom remembered your sorrow and sang [Yuan]. Zheng and Qing Jian had several exchanges. Why do beautiful people feel sorry for themselves? When the spring flowers are exhausted, crying and killing warblers can't call back the sorrow. Xue Tai [Tang] Bai Juyi died of an old illness and was saddened by spring.
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there. See Yuan Jiu to send a mourning poem [Tang] Bai Juyi secretly sells the bright moon in tears at night, and the peony court is heartbroken in spring.
There is no medicine in the world to cure this disease, only four volumes of Shurangama Sutra. Don't let Li Langzhong [Tang] and Xue Tao fall in love with Chinese parasol trees. Climbing the Qinling Mountains is even more bleak.
An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy. Three Mourning Songs [Northern Song Dynasty] Mei got married in these seventeen years.
It is not enough to look at each other, let alone donate for a long time. How white my sideburns are, I would rather be safe for a long time.
The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears. Three Mourning Songs [Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen woke up from a rude awakening every time she was born, and she was the strong one among the people.
I'm still lonely when I come back, so who should I talk to? Sleepless nights, lonely fireflies fly in my ears, and geese cry in the sky.
There is nothing more painful in the world, the spirit of the needle. Three Mourning Songs [Northern Song Dynasty] Mei has never been shortened. How dare you ask heaven?
I have met countless human women, and no one is more beautiful and virtuous than my wife. For example, if a fool lives long, why not forge his year?
Endure this priceless treasure and be buried in Jiuquan.