A poem to comfort death.

1, Qian Fan is near the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.

Poems to comfort the dead.

2, the mother bird goes to the west to find young food, regardless of the wind and rain. The bird has grown up and should spread its wings and fly!

3. The ferry is green with branches and leaves.

4. The lone sail overlooks the blue sky and only sees the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

5, the candle has a heart to say goodbye, and tears for others until dawn.

6, tears are full of flying springs, and I am still worried that wild bamboo will participate in Zen and occupy the goose.

7. Centrifuge with Xijiang River, and send it straight to a long voyage.

8. The sister's soul is in the sky, and it is vast; My sister's soul is on the ground, and the sea of smoke is boundless. Invisible, unexpected.

9, Miao does not show its sky, does not make me mysterious. In the scene, I hate that there is no chitose medicine, only Hinayana Zen. If you want to pay off your old debts when you are sad, you can break your back. There is no distance to the bamboo root, and the night light is courteous.

10, the loss of loved ones is painful to leave, suffering from short sleeves. I don't know when we will meet again, and the moon is full of flowers.

1 1, human feelings are like catkins, and melodious will go with the spring breeze.

12, life is fragrant for a thousand years, and there is no century in the world.

13, Rufen's arm came out during this period, cold and stiff, and it was close to his point. I'm going to bury you today, but I was surprised to see what happened that day.

14, you were born in Zhejiang and buried in Sri Lanka 700 miles away from my hometown; Although I was dreaming at that time, I would rather know that it was for the bones!

15, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him.

16, ten years of life and death. Never think, never forget. 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. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.

17, escape is not necessarily hiding, facing is not necessarily the most sad, loneliness is not necessarily unhappy, not necessarily long, not necessarily lost. You may be sad for some reasons, but you can find reasons to be happy.

18, Xiao Xuan window, dress code. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

19, an article about liver and lung, the whole world knows that I am as cold as ice.

20. Friends who paint must be light, and paper-like mountains don't like to be flat.

2 1, want to cry without tears, paradise on earth.