Poetry about old photos 1. What are the poems about "old photo albums"?
1, "Miscellaneous Songs Hurt Songs" (Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty)
Poisonous vines are scattered, but one is hard to find. I'm Huang Tingke, and immortal bones can't be born. Fragrant flowers in spring and withered stems in autumn wind. If you can't play the piano, you think you are a bosom friend. The museum changes old photos of the moon, and the guests write their feelings. The boat on the river is still empty, and the waves send Ming Jing.
2, "Water Tune" (Song Su Zhen)
It's been too long since we broke up. It's the seventh Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year in the East, I looked at the moon and was depressed. Unexpectedly, on the mountain of Pancheng, an ancient Bianhe River drifted. Someone incited the fun, and the swan goose in the swan goose. The guests in the living room are radiant. The moon is ruthless and unwilling to stay heavy. There are drinkers tonight, and they will live on the boat tomorrow night. It's sad to be apart. I'm afraid Rainbow will, so I don't go home, so I have to go upstairs.
3. Fighting Hundred Flowers (Buzhi in Song Dynasty)
Xiaoying Ying Zhu Cui. I have long eyebrows and thin eyes. Once * * * reflected flowers whispering, has hurt the feelings of spring. Looking back at Xitang, I can see that the breeze in Liangzhou still shines in autumn water. Become more charming. When asking for steps, remember to smile when spending money, but lean on people with thin waists. Rest if you don't see it. If you are bored, you will always like it.
4. Man Fang Ting (God of Wealth in Song Dynasty)
On the side of Nautilus Island, at the foot of Furong City, there is a beautiful scenery. The boat paddled and interviewed Yun Ying. I was stunned by Lan Yao's good dream, so I pushed Zhu Hu away and greeted him with a smile. The night is always bright, and the south window is full of moonlight, still shining gracefully. Don't come, I am so disgusted that I want to talk with a cup, as if I had been electrocuted. It's miserable to miss each other for a moment. Or go in a hurry, join hands again and whisper. The ceremony is here, Baochai bears a mirror, and eventually she will not be killed.
5, "Water Tune Song Tou" (Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty)
Ten years of ups and downs in officialdom, people spent ten Mid-Autumn Festival. Old dreams have not fallen this autumn, like new dreams, drifting to the old yellow Heshan. Lao Tzu is not shallow tonight, and suddenly I think of Shouzhou, the reunion in history, and the party where I lived in the South Building. The Milky Way is dark and the moon is floating in the sky. Jiangbei smoke powder, Jiangnan fog set, Jiang Shuiping like white practice flowing east. The mountains and rivers are broken, the north and the south are divided, and the moonlight still shines with sadness. If you want to see Heng E coldly, you should come back with a smile and open your mink coat. I asked toad and rabbit if they would like to go with Cangzhou.
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I seldom write prose poems, but the theory of poetry is the same. So please forgive me for the improper evaluation. This is a poem recalling the past. The whole poem uses words such as "time" and "memory" in many places, and it is not deliberately divided into formats, so it can be seen everywhere. It can be seen that the first is the lack of vocabulary. Poetry is implicit, and straightforward poetry is not excluded, but straightforward poetry is not suitable for describing this indirect feeling. The focus of your topic is to write "I am not here when I am precious", so the direct words related to "time" and "memory" should not appear many times. In some places, you may unconsciously use subtle techniques, such as "yellowed old photos", which have already represented the passage of time. With this sentence, there is no need to explain "time". Poets sometimes cherish words like gold, don't you think your description is a bit? Have you thought about what each paragraph is about? I can probably feel that it is written in the order of childhood-youth, but it really doesn't need to be so long! People who write long words have a large vocabulary and dare to do so! Also, some words are difficult to understand, such as what is light blue sadness. If it is not an allusion, it is best to give some clues and guess its true face in the context. Don't be unhappy after reading this: I think this poem, reflected between the lines, can't escape the habit of online prose or popular prose. What are these habits? It's hard for me to explain them. You can probably look through some people's articles. You can easily read articles such as "sadness", "sadness" and "memory". You must never be assimilated by them. Finally, at least put a rhyme. New rhyme is the easiest to learn, so I don't need to say more.
3. Poems describing photos
Personally, I like the poems of Li Bai and Wang Wei, Liu Yong and Su Shi, and Xin Qiji's is also good!
Find some words and see if you like them!
First, Su Shi's:
Xijiang month
Mao Mao rain on the floor. There are many lakes outside the river. At that time, the circus was in Dongxu. Nanpu is bleak today.
Don't hate yellow flowers. And teach red powder to help each other. You don't have to look at dogwood. Sell the world to the present and the present.
He Xinlang (summer scene)
Smoke and dancing. No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. Hand-made white round fan, the hand will be like jade for a while. I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai. The wind is beating on the bamboo again.
Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu. I will be alone with you when bloom is full of flowers and waves. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.
Fairy song (chanting willow)
Jiangnan wax, after the first plum blossom. Divided into Spring Festival and weeping willows. Thin waist, romantic style, what's more, elegance in the bones.
On the bank of Yongfeng Square, there was no one in the sky, but the golden thread cleared up for a day. The heartbreaking thing is that the floc flies, the green leaves turn cloudy, nothing happens, and 10% is thin. What's more, the east wind came and blew away a little eyebrows and wrinkles.
Ruan Langgui (Mei Ci)
Dim fragrance floats in the dusk. The tree in front of the hall is spring. Why does the east wind enter the west neighbor? Children often close the door.
Snow is cold, jade is true. The cheek powder is uneven. Fold flowers and send them to Lingtou people. Sunset in Jiangnan.
Jiang Shenzi (river view)
It's raining in Fenghuang Mountain, Chu Qing. Water and wind are clear. The sunset glow is bright. A lotus flower is still blooming. Where do the double herons fly? Mu Pingting if you are interested.
Suddenly I heard a sadness and joy on the river. Bitter thoughts. Listen to who? Smoke gathers in the clouds, which is auspicious according to the agreement. I want to ask for it at the end of the song, not seeing it, counting the peaks.
Bodhisattva Man (West Lake)
Autumn wind trickles on the lake. Makes you want to leave and stay. Wandering around today. The Ming dynasty was worried about killing people.
A thousand tears of a beautiful woman. Sprinkle it in the long river. You don't have to collect two moths. Passers-by cry more.
Subtract Mulan (beginning of spring)
Spring cow and spring rod. Infinite spring breeze came to the seaside. Convenient and spring work. Meat dyed pink.
Spring complications win in spring. The spring breeze wakes up the wine. Not like the end of the world. Roll up poplars like snowflakes.
Minus magnolia (snow character)
The clouds are white. At dawn, yuying is like weaving. The wind wants to learn from Yang Shuhua to be more hardy for no reason.
As old as ever. Liangyuan can still accompany Shao Jun. Don't worry too much. And fold Jiang Mei on the small building.
Minus magnolia (flower)
Jin Rui Emerald Hall. It should be in the hands of the jade man. The moon is dark. There is even a slight sleeve wind.
Warm fragrance, ripe beauty. Drunk clouds hang down two ears. Thank you, Tadashi. It's not a bonus, it's jade red.
Subtract Mulan (Spring Moon)
Spring court, moon and afternoon. Shake the fragrant mash and dance. Walking in the cloister. Half-fallen plum blossoms.
A faint mist. It will always be the east side of the juvenile line. Unlike Qiu Guang. Only take pictures with people who are far away from you.
Liu Yong:
Wang Yuanxing (Lv Xian tune)
The dragon fell on the sky, the wind was cold, and it was early in the morning. Wandering in the monk's house, singing halls are densely packed, and you are gradually fascinated by the tiles. Fortunately, he was a fisherman, went home with a clean coat and came to the river to paint very late. Chang 'an is full, and the wine price in the pavilion is high.
Elegant. It is best to visit Dai on a whim, which is both fun and chic. Haohe grabs fresh, silver pheasants lose their element, and thousands of miles spread cold places. You have to believe that the blue song is broken and the cloud is closed. No Yao Taiqiong thanks. Let a bright moon shine all night.
Klang Ganzhou (Lv Xian Tune)
Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost and wind are sad and the river is cold. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.
Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. I miss a beautiful woman. I look forward to it, but I miss it several times. The sky knows my way home. Worried about knowing me, leaning against the fence.
Fishing-Xin Qiji
Ask what year, this mountain came here, and the west wind is silent. It seems that you are Emperor Xi, and you were named you from the beginning. Xishang road. However, the world of mortals is less than today. Who raised a glass? Laugh at my drunkenness and call you. Before Cui Wei gets up, the mountain bird goes to drink.
It must be remembered. There was a storm last night. In front of the stone wave dance. Four more ghosts blow lanterns, screaming at the top of their lungs, shocking all the children in the world. As agreed. He also asked me whether the performance of Qing walking stick was good or bad. God is connected with our hearts. Wanli took the king, flogged the husband and wife, and recited my travels.
4. Poetry about photos
First, Su Shi's:
Xijiang month
Mao Mao rain on the floor. There are many lakes outside the river. At that time, the circus was in Dongxu. Nanpu is bleak today.
Don't hate yellow flowers. And teach red powder to help each other. You don't have to look at dogwood. Sell the world to the present and the present.
He Xinlang (summer scene)
Smoke and dancing. No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night. Hand-made white round fan, the hand will be like jade for a while. I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai. The wind is beating on the bamboo again.
Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu. I will be alone with you when bloom is full of flowers and waves. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.
Fairy song (chanting willow)
Jiangnan wax, after the first plum blossom. Divided into Spring Festival and weeping willows. Thin waist, romantic style, what's more, elegance in the bones.
On the bank of Yongfeng Square, there was no one in the sky, but the golden thread cleared up for a day. The heartbreaking thing is that the floc flies, the green leaves turn cloudy, nothing happens, and 10% is thin. What's more, the east wind came and blew away a little eyebrows and wrinkles.
Ruan Langgui (Mei Ci)
Dim fragrance floats in the dusk. The tree in front of the hall is spring. Why does the east wind enter the west neighbor? Children often close the door.
Snow is cold, jade is true. The cheek powder is uneven. Fold flowers and send them to Lingtou people. Sunset in Jiangnan.
Jiang Shenzi (river view)
It's raining in Fenghuang Mountain, Chu Qing. Water and wind are clear. The sunset glow is bright. A lotus flower is still blooming. Where do the double herons fly? Mu Pingting if you are interested.
Suddenly I heard a sadness and joy on the river. Bitter thoughts. Listen to who? Smoke gathers in the clouds, which is auspicious according to the agreement. I want to ask for it at the end of the song, not seeing it, counting the peaks.
Bodhisattva Man (West Lake)
Autumn wind trickles on the lake. Makes you want to leave and stay. Wandering around today. The Ming dynasty was worried about killing people.
A thousand tears of a beautiful woman. Sprinkle it in the long river. You don't have to collect two moths. Passers-by cry more.
Subtract Mulan (beginning of spring)
Spring cow and spring rod. Infinite spring breeze came to the seaside. Convenient and spring work. Meat dyed pink.
Spring complications win in spring. The spring breeze wakes up the wine. Not like the end of the world. Roll up poplars like snowflakes.
Minus magnolia (snow character)
The clouds are white. At dawn, yuying is like weaving. The wind wants to learn from Yang Shuhua to be more hardy for no reason.
As old as ever. Liangyuan can still accompany Shao Jun. Don't worry too much. And fold Jiang Mei on the small building.
Minus magnolia (flower)
Jin Rui Emerald Hall. It should be in the hands of the jade man. The moon is dark. There is even a slight sleeve wind.
Warm fragrance, ripe beauty. Drunk clouds hang down two ears. Thank you, Tadashi. It's not a bonus, it's jade red.
Subtract Mulan (Spring Moon)
Spring court, moon and afternoon. Shake the fragrant mash and dance. Walking in the cloister. Half-fallen plum blossoms.
A faint mist. It will always be the east side of the juvenile line. Unlike Qiu Guang. Only take pictures with people who are far away from you.
Liu Yong:
Wang Yuanxing (Lv Xian tune)
The dragon fell on the sky, the wind was cold, and it was early in the morning. Wandering in the monk's house, singing halls are densely packed, and you are gradually fascinated by the tiles. Fortunately, he was a fisherman, went home with a clean coat and came to the river to paint very late. Chang 'an is full, and the wine price in the pavilion is high.
Elegant. It is best to visit Dai on a whim, which is both fun and chic. Haohe grabs fresh, silver pheasants lose their element, and thousands of miles spread in cold places. You have to believe that the blue song is broken and the cloud is closed. No Yao Taiqiong thanks. Let a bright moon shine the night sky.
Klang Ganzhou (Lv Xian Tune)
Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days. The frost and wind are sad and the river is cold. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.
Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sigh for years, why stay. I miss a beautiful woman. I look forward to it, but I miss it several times. The sky knows my way home. Worried about knowing me, leaning against the fence.
Fishing-Xin Qiji
Ask what year, this mountain came here, and the west wind is silent. It seems that you are Emperor Xi, and you were named you from the beginning. Xishang road. However, the world of mortals is less than today. Who raised a glass? Laugh at my drunkenness and call you. Before Cui Wei gets up, the mountain bird goes to drink.
It must be remembered. There was a storm last night. In front of the stone wave dance. Four more ghosts blow lanterns, screaming at the top of their lungs, shocking all the children in the world. As agreed. He also asked me whether the performance of Qing walking stick was good or bad. God is connected with our hearts. Wanli took the king, flogged the husband and wife, and recited my travels.
5. What sentences describe old photos?
1, 100-day-old baby, wearing a white cotton hat, chubby little face with big black eyes, looks even cuter against the white hat.
Next to him stood a little boy about three years old, wearing tiger's head shoes sewn by his mother and holding the chair where the baby sat. -This is a black and white photo.
There is a color photo of 10 inch on the wall of my cabin. That's a photo of the sunrise.
In the photo, a fiery red sun has just risen from the sea, making the sky fiery red and a golden light shining on the sea. There are four or five small fishing boats in the sparkling blue waves.
Others stood on the rocks by the sea to watch the sunrise. 3. Because photos record the pace of growth in our lives and record many sweet or sad moments.
Photos have witnessed our growth, from which we can feel the innocence of childhood and the frankness of teenagers. Every memory is so precious that whenever I recall it, it will really be ridiculous at that time. I just want to go back in time and start all over again, just like my previous dream. I am always afraid that my dream will suddenly wake up. I really want to freeze the mood of a beautiful and happy moment, but it is impossible.
4. Gradually, a fleeting time appeared in the photo. Old photos help me recall the past and look forward to the future.
Cherry blossoms float, snowflakes fall and the north wind blows. Who should I go to with this memory? Unknown cherry blossoms have fallen again, and dreams of the future haunt this land. As the cherry blossoms fall, my thoughts gallop on the horizon with the blue sky. 5, some love, live in photos; Some love lives in your heart.
But the most practical and happiest love is the person who lives next to us. Su Cen Six. The old photos of coal-to-oil are black and white, but they can record the happiness and anxiety of the previous moment. After years of washing, only the corners turned yellow, but this ancient red, this dark yellow, saved this moment and made it eternal ... 7. Another, but I don't know whose.
This photo looks old: it's black and white, and everything around it has turned yellow. There is a kind mother in the photo, holding her child tightly, standing in front of a low and shabby house, smiling so sweetly … It seems that this mother loves her child so much.
8. Looking around, I found that every photo of each student has its own characteristics and charm. You see, Yi Xue Rou is closing her eyes in gorgeous Uygur clothes; Look, Shao Ke is standing on the side of the road with a naughty pout. Look, Gu Chao wore a red scarf for the first time and smiled from ear to ear ... Looking at the sunny, naive and naive photos of his classmates, I smiled ... 9. In front of a photo, many students stopped to taste when they went there, which was a wonderful moment for their friend Chen in Hainan.
The sky is blue, and the sea and sky are connected. We can't tell where the sea is and where the sky is. Plus the golden beach and her bright smile, it's so beautiful! The narration on the side is even more immersive and picturesque, which is really a masterpiece. 10, that photo, the background is big red, I sit on the pink sofa, these bright colors set off my blush and pink.
At first glance, why is there so little hair? I can't see it, only a few faithful hairs remain on my little head. At that time, I was wearing a cute pink baby suit, really wrapped like a small meat ball.
Whenever parents see this photo, they will say, "Look! Look how fat you were when you were a child. You are covered in meat! Less hair can be counted. " Perhaps, in the past 100 days, I have always given my parents the impression of being bald! I really have to admit that photos really helped me save my childhood, locked my innocent smile when I was a child, and fixed the carefree happiness at that time.
1 1. Looking at these new photos of the past, there will be a warm current in my heart. But I can't stay in this past for a long time.
Time doesn't allow me to stay. Now I find that time is very short. I thought it was a long summer vacation, but I need to make a lot of arrangements. Getting up in the morning is the first breakthrough since the summer vacation, but I still feel that time is not enough.
I miss my childhood, but I can't help feeling so deeply. What a waste! 12. Looking around, I found that every photo of each student has its own characteristics and extraordinary charm. You see, Yi Xue Rou is closing her eyes in gorgeous Uygur clothes; Look, Shao Ke is standing on the side of the road with a naughty pout. Look, Gu Chao wore a red scarf for the first time and smiled from ear to ear ... Looking at the sunny, naive and naive photos of his classmates, I smiled ... 13, I looked at the old photos and looked up at everything outside the window, tall willows, wide and straight roads and endless traffic.
Thirty years is like a dream, but it's just a narrow circle of China's 5,000-year history. However, this photo witnessed the vicissitudes of the motherland's prosperity. As teenagers in the 2 1 century, we have thrived in the wave of reform and opening up.
"The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and birds fly." I think we should make better use of superior material conditions and bring our motherland to a better tomorrow! 14, every time I open the photo album, I really feel bad, just like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. My heart is mixed with ups and downs, and it is very bitter.
Because every time I remember, my dream wakes up and I want to cry every time I wake up. Where is my innocent and beautiful childhood? Why, why does time pass so quickly? Old photos turn yellow and new photos are bright, but bright photos sometimes turn yellow. I am very grateful to God for giving me a wonderful life and many wonderful moments in my life.
15, the time paper can't be wrapped or stopped, only a small photo album records the stay at that moment. Stay at the age of six or seven, recording interesting things when I was a child.
Photos, year after year, have changed from new photos to old photos. One photo after another, like a sharp knife, cuts the time bit by bit in an orderly way.
6. What are the sentences that miss the photos taken ten years ago?
1. Nostalgia is not because of how good that era was, but because you were still young at that time.
2. Time will take everything away, and the oath of "Time is not old, we will never leave" will never stand the precipitation of years, just like two intersecting lines. No matter how hard you give up, there will be different days. Only when I recall the past occasionally will I think of my face with faint thoughts?
In those years, we quarreled, cried, quarreled and laughed. No matter what is good or bad, we will hide it in the most precious corner of our hearts. All good things must come to an end. Since people can't stay, their hearts will be together.
In the past, those years, those unforgettable times.
Sitting in the depths of time, recalling the beauty of those years, I always like to interpret the beauty in my heart with aestheticism. Stranded time, yellowing memories, stories that will grow old at any time, will be gently crossed in whose life, and those lost thoughts will be condensed from now on.
5. Memories drift away. Memory and the present are always separated by a piece of airtight paper, which can never be equated, because memory can only be a memory, which can only be stored in the past, and now is always the present.
6. No matter how good the memory is, it just happens to pass by. Love that once passed away like the wind has gradually become blurred. The love that I thought could last forever turned and broke, and no one was to blame, only fate did not divide.
7. Youth is not a time, but a state of mind; Youth is not a soft knee with rosy cheeks, but a deep will, a grand imagination and passionate feelings. Youth is the deep spring of life.
8. Since when did I stubbornly believe that I have never lost my innocence? I stubbornly believe that I am the only one in the world who remembers the color of the sea and the smell of the air.
9. There are always some memories repeated in sighs, and old movies become more and more miserable after time passes. Occasionally standing in front of the screen, my heart is no longer painful and my eyes are not red. It's just that I sigh a lot.
10. Time is like a river, the left bank is an unforgettable memory, the right bank is a youthful time worth grasping, and the middle flows quickly, which is a touch of youthful sadness. There are many beautiful things in the world, but not many really belong to you.
1 1. Memory is the connecting channel between everyone and the past, connecting the past and the future; Let us know what happened in the past. Everyone's past is different, so we should try our best to protect our memory and not let it fade away quietly. Memories record the joys and sorrows of our childhood.
12. After the trickle of childhood, life began to stir the waves of personality, and the melody of youth came one after another. Its surging, its unruly, always beat the banks of the years and ups and downs the ship of life.
13. I thought I could really keep my promise and never give up, but now I throw away all the sentimental sentences. For Wan Ru, the good times are fleeting.
14. Some memories that you can't resist or escape. Memories are your shadows, which are memorable and unforgettable forever. Once moved, no matter ups and downs, no matter sadness.
15. However, most of what we can recall is no longer owned, but what we once owned is always ignored in our meaningless memories. And the silent time has already carried the scenery in your memory, drifting away and drifting away.