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Sorrow in ancient poetry

Since ancient times, leaving sorrow has been the darling of most writers. History is a wise man who has experienced vicissitudes, and ancient poetry is the flower of Xanadu. Strolling among them, picking a gorgeous flower, those gorgeous poems are as brilliant as blooming flowers, and wither like tomorrow's flowers, either happy or sad, but also distinguish the thorns under the rose, so as not to be stabbed by the vicissitudes of history and the ups and downs of the world. ...

After leaving home, we shouted "Water brings you the feeling of home, paint your boat for 300 miles", which turned our attachment to our hometown into a farewell to Wan Li. Between people, between people and hometown, it is even more inseparable. There is a saying: "When a teenager leaves home, the old man returns, and the local accent does not change." . The Double Ninth Festival reminds people of the idea of "being in a foreign land, thinking of your relatives twice during the festival". Even if the wanderers "don't meet each other immediately with pen and paper", they can at least "report peace with your news".

However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. However, parting is always sad. Li Baizheng left a sigh that "I will think of you in the clouds, so I will think of me in the sunset" because he knows this very well. Because of the preciousness of friendship, "I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, and there is no reason for the west to leave", leaving is a bit more reluctant. For Wang Changling, Xin gradually's return to his hometown also added a deep homesickness to him. "Luoyang relatives and friends ask each other, and a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot" is a portrayal of his heart.

The moon has also been endowed with too many parting feelings in literati's works. There is a bright moon hanging in the sky, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth, covering everything with a layer of silver gauze. I seem to see Su Shi's "I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid of the beauty of the building" and "I hope people will live for a long time, thousands of miles away."

The fragrance of silver moonlight is vague and clear, and it reveals the emotion of "looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home". The moonlight is bleak, and the author is alone in a foreign land. Looking at the bright moon, he can't help but feel homesick, but he only sings about the moon in the end, leaving this famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages. "The moon is in the sky, and the horizon is * * * at this time". Zhang Jiuling expressed his homesickness to the extreme.

Appreciating the feelings of parting in ancient poems, I seem to roam in the rose garden of history. Even if I don't want to be stabbed by roses, I still can't help but touch the feelings in those colorful ancient poems and be deeply intoxicated by them. ...