Poems on the other shore: ancient poems
1, Buddhist Sutra-flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate.
2, "All Tang Poems" Tang is anonymous-the other side of the flower opens the other side of the flower, and the broken grass breaks the heart. There is nothing in front of Naihe Bridge, and there must be three lives in front of the three stones.
3, "Butterfly Lovers and Flowers on the Other Side"-Flowers on the other side bloom, crying alone, and gorgeous people don't return. At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty. Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart!
4. "Flowers on the other shore"-a bustling world, a sea of clouds and mud, looking at the bridge. Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening. Bloom leaves fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay. Leaves fall to the ground, bursting into clusters and countless tears. Meng Po advised him to drink, but he never looked back. Laughing and crying is a vicissitudes of life, Huang Shiji, Buddha is difficult. How can I wake up from the maze when my nose is off and all my emotions are there? Reincarnation is sad, ghosts are hard to get drunk, no way back.
5, "Man Zhu Sha Hua"-especially recalling childhood friends, Aishang did not sprout. Our hearts are blooming, and you are gone. Love is blooming in tea, and the flowers on the other side are red. Now that you're back, my youth is gone.
6. "A bunch of flowers on the other side"-short travel and short career, long hair and long plain yarn. I forgot that the color in the soup was dark, and the bridge was crying. Ghosts wander on Huang Quan Road, remembering a bunch of flowers on the other side. Leaves and flowers are scattered, who asks the depths of the underworld?
7. Flowers on the other shore-There is no other shore in bloom, and the soul is still in Sichuan. I don't know the smoke when I'm drunk, but the lights are cold in my dreams. Flowers and leaves don't meet for thousands of years, and fate dances people together. Flowers don't understand words, flowers nod, and buddhas cross my heart and sigh.
8. "flowers on the other side"-flowers on the other side bloom, but the blooming leaves will never be seen. Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years. A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable.
Poems of Flowers on the Other Side: Modern Poetry
9. bloom is on the other side, but the fallen leaves always fall in bloom. Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years. A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable.
10, there are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves. Forget that the river is calm, there is a natural barrier between him and the shore. All passers-by are long, and the previous life is scattered. May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.
1 1, across the Yellow River, bloom Millennium. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years.
12, spent on the other side, spent in hell. We promised in front of the flowers on the other side that I wouldn't give up if you didn't leave. But after the flowers fade, the promise is like the wind, and I am alone.
13, bloom over there is over there with red eyes. The word thought that Ye Han was on the other side and Ye Nianhua was sad on the other side. Two generations are always on the other side, and flowers, leaves and leaves are bitter. I only hope that the flowers on the other side will wither, and there will be a gentleman in front of Naihe Bridge. ?
14, flowers bloom on the other side, and the grass is broken. There is nothing in front of Naihe Bridge, and there must be three lives in front of the three stones.
15, recent flowers, flowers on the other side. Flowers bloom on the other side, crying alone, and gorgeous people don't return. At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way, fallen leaves return to their roots, bloom alone. The cycle of the world, the sadness of flowers and leaves. Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart!
16, Naihe Bridge recalls the past, and people on the other side forget Sichuan alone. Don't care about one thing, poor flowers are not fully mosaic. ?
17, the flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, love is not cause and effect, and fate is doomed to life and death.
18, bustling world, sea of clouds and mud, two bridges. Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening. Bloom leaves fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay. Leaves fall to the ground, bursting into clusters and countless tears. Meng Po advised him to drink, but he never looked back. Laughing and crying is a vicissitudes of life, Huang Shiji, Buddha is difficult. How can I wake up from the maze when my nose is off and all my emotions are there? Reincarnation is sad, ghosts are hard to get drunk, no way back.
19, white Datura flower, the sacred flower of heaven, bloom Millennium, fallen leaves return to their roots. Red manzhushahua, the flower of evil in hell, thanks to the Millennium, the leaves bloom and fall. Flowers and leaves never meet. "Why is there only a red manjushahua in the sky and no white mandala?" "... because heaven is Naraku's hell. "
20, leaves fall without flowers, flowers bloom without leaves, acacia is hard to love. Forgetting Sichuan across the bank calls for affection, but smelling bitter water on the river bridge. Poverty devours the body, prosperity drinks blood, vanity dreams more. In this reincarnation night, I asked the afterlife, when the flowers and moons on earth will die.