1. Confronting verses about fate
Confronting verses about fate 1. What are the verses about "fate"
1. Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang's "Guo" "Ling Ding Yang"
After a hard encounter, there are only a few stars around to fight.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating the rafts.
Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.
Who has never died since ancient times? Keep your loyalty to reflect history.
2. Song Dynasty: Lu You's "Five Poems of Indignation·Part 1"
When I was young, I knew that the world was difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain.
The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.
I walled the Great Wall and promised myself that my hair would be empty, but my hair was already faded in the mirror.
3. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Prime Minister of Shu"
Where to find the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister? There are many cypresses outside Jinguan City.
The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sounds good in the sky through the leaves.
Three visits to trouble the world, two dynasties to open the hearts of old ministers.
He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears.
4. Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi's "Seven-Step Poetry"
Boiling beans burns the bean sprouts, and the beans weep in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots, so why rush each other?
5. Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si·Four"
Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
Take the flower bush to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
2. There are many poems about fate.
Bao Zhao's "It's Difficult to Travel" (Part 1)
Let the water flow down to the ground. Each flows east, west, north and south.
Life also has its destiny. An Nengxing sighed and sat down again in sorrow.
Drink wine to forgive yourself. It’s difficult to raise a glass and cut off the song.
How can you feel that your heart is not wood or stone? He swallowed his voice and hesitated to speak.
Han Yu "A Gift to Zhang Gongcao on the Night of August 15th"
There are four wispy clouds in the sky, and there is no river, and the breeze blows the moon in the sky.
The sand is flat and the water is quiet, the sound is shadowy, and a cup of wine makes you sing.
The sound of your song is sour and bitter, and you will end up crying like rain if you can't listen to it.
The sky above Dongting is full of suspicion, and dragons are infested by the orangutan glider.
Nine out of ten lives, he went to the official residence, living in seclusion and silence, just like hiding and running away.
Fear of snakes when getting out of bed, fear of eating medicine, sea air, dampness, stings and fishy smell.
Yesterday, I was beating big drums in front of the state, and the successor emperor ascended to Kuigao.
The letter of pardon travels thousands of miles in one day, and all sins are wiped out.
Those who migrated will be chased and those who fled will return, and the Qing Dynasty will clean up the flaws and dirt.
The application of the name of the Zhou family made the family suppressed, and Kanke had to move to Jingman.
It is unbearable to judge a lowly official, and it would be like beating Chu in the dust.
At the same time, many generations are on the road, and the road to heaven is dangerous and difficult to follow.
Please don’t listen to my song. My song is related to you now:
There are many bright moons in the year and tonight, life is determined by fate and not by others. If you have wine and don’t drink it, how can you understand? ?
Bai Juyi's "A Drunk Gift to the Twenty-Eight Envoy Liu"
Bring me some more wine, and sing with you while beating chopsticks.
The poem says that the country's hand is just for you, but there is nothing you can do if your fate weighs on your head.
The scenery is always lonely when you look up, and the official positions in the dynasty are wasted.
It is also known that the quilt is only famous for its folds, but there are too many folds in twenty-three years.
"Long Song Xing" by Wang Changling
There is a sad wind in the wilderness and the whistling of yellow wormwood.
The horse is tied to the poplar tree, but who knows that I am holding it in my arms.
All of us who are in the same robe will grow old when we meet.
Climb the Han family mausoleum in the north and look at Chang'an Road in the south.
There are dead tree roots below and a flying squirrel nest above.
The descendants of Prince Gao are all gone, and no one has passed them in a thousand years.
Treasures and jade are frequently discovered, but what can the elves do?
Life must be fulfilled, drink and sing.
"The Soul-breaking Song of the Fifth Watch"
At the first watch, sorrow arises
Listening to the first watch, the drum is beating, and my heart is upset.
I remember how extravagant the night banquet was back then.
The lambs are brought in, the wine is poured, and the music and singing are noisy.
Nowadays, the lonely shop has no choice but to drink village mash.
I am afraid that drinking will make me sad, so how can I get rid of my worries?
Second watch, desolate
During the second watch, sorrow turns to sadness, and dreams are hard to come by.
I remember the time when I slept on my gums and wore brocade silk quilts.
Now the reeds are used as curtains, the soil is used as pits, and the cold wind blows into the house.
The cold moon shines through the wall, and the eaves are light and the night is full of sorrow.
My pillow is filled with desolation, so I get up and walk around the house again.
The third watch is drifting
In the middle of the night, the drums are beating, and the gongs are beating three times.
The dream came true, but I was shocked and groaned endlessly.
Thinking about it back then, when the situation was so great, who was disrespectful?
Jiuqing is called the junior, and the prime minister is called the private office.
Nowadays, when the momentum is gone, it will decline and fall like floating grass.
Fourth watch, hopeless
On the tower, four drums are beaten, and the stars are moving.
After thinking about it, that day, the python jade looked up to the sky.
Now I bid farewell to the Dragon Tower, the Feng Pavilion, and the lonely pavilion.
In the thatched shop, the sound of chickens is heard, the shadow of the moon is reflected by the smoke on the grass bridge.
It’s true that the distance is far away.
The fifth watch, desolate
The weather is noisy, people are urging people to get up, the fifth watch weather.
It is winter, the wind is biting, and frost is blowing on my clothes.
Moreover, they are attentive and warm to each other.
Han Yueying was accompanying him, and the one shouting was the horse's neighing voice.
It’s so desolate that it would be better to die!
There is no destiny that cannot be overcome by contempt. ——Albert Camus "The Myth of Sisyphus"
Claude, you are the spider! Claude, you are that fly too! You fly towards science, light, and the sun. You just want to go to the free air and the boundless brilliance of eternal truth. However, when you approach the world that opens to another world, to the light, When you opened the splendid window of the world of wisdom and science, blind flies and stupid scholars, you didn't expect that fate had hung a thin spider web between the light and you, and you threw yourself in it. Poor Madman, now you have stumbled, your head is shattered, your wings are broken, and you struggle in the iron grip of fate! ——"Notre Dame de Paris" Archdeacon Floro (also translated as Claude) carved the word "destiny" in the shadow of the church.
The tragic fate of Oedipus Rex and Sisyphus is worth reading.
If someone wants to say that their destiny is in their own hands, what is ridiculous and sad is that "others think so too". Your destiny is intertwined with others because you are in the same world as others. , but you are only one person, and how many others are there? Your strength may not be that good in front of powerful others. Destiny is just something you cannot control, maybe it comes from the power of others. However, I personally think that losing to fate should not be considered a shame, but should be regarded as losing to thousands of others who are far away and related to oneself!
The infinite distance and countless people are all related to me. ——Mr. Lu Xun So you cannot organize yourself as easily as you imagine, because there are too many people related to you. They are all evenly matched with you. In life, you cannot be the only one. This creates a wonderful sense of helplessness. I believe that is fate.
3. Poems related to destiny
A few people are on the ground, looking at me in the blue sky.
If you want to benefit the country, you will live and die. How can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?
Life is like a business trip without meeting each other. Farewell to you, you are still unmarried, and your children suddenly come together.
The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a boudoir dream.
A letter was sent to the Nine Heavens in the morning and eight thousand in the evening on Chaoyang Road. ——Han Yu "Moving to Languan from the left to show his nephew Xiang"
The Phoenix Pavilion and the Dragon Tower reach the sky, and the jade trees and branches are used as tobacco. How many times have you ever known fighting? ——Li Yu "Broken Array"
We were guests thousands of miles away when we came here, but today we translated it as a farewell to an old friend. ——Sikong Shu, "Seeing off Friends at Xiakou"
Li Cai was born in a lower middle school, but he was a marquis. ——Xin Qiji's "Business Operator"
We are both fallen people in the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting. ——Bai Juyi's "Pipa Play"
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. ——Wen Tianxiang
4. Poems about destiny
1. After the Lishan language has passed till midnight, the tears, rain and bells will not complain in the end.
How lucky is the handsome man in brocade to wish for that day with wings and branches.
From: Qing Dynasty Nalan Xingde's "Magnolia·Nimetic Ancient Juejue Ci Cambodian Friends".
Translation: I still remember the eternal vows made by the Tang Emperor and his concubine, but they finally made a decisive difference. Even so, there is no room for resentment. The Bo Xing Jinyi Lang next to me now is not as good as the wish that Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty made.
2. Yiyi seems to be talking to the poet, she was unwilling to marry the spring breeze, but was misled by the autumn breeze for no reason.
From: Song Dynasty He Zhu's "Bitter Heart: Willows Return to the Pond".
Translation: She is swaying in the wind, as if she is expressing her sorrow to a poet. She was unwilling to open in the spring, but now she is desolate in the autumn wind for no reason.
3. Sighing in this life, whoever gives it up will take it!
Ignore the east wind and spring when you marry, just go with me and endure the flood to stay!
From: "Tang Duoling Catkins" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty.
Translation: It’s a pity that in this life, whoever abandoned you will take you back again! I don’t care if I follow the east wind and let the spring shine. I let you wander around, how can I bear to let you stay for a long time!
4. The place where you look at your husband is Jiang Youyou. Turn into stone and never look back.
It was windy and rainy day by day. Pedestrians return and stone responds.
From: "Wangfu Stone" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty.
Translation: Where I am waiting for my husband, the river flows endlessly. The woman turned to stone and never looked back. At the top of the mountain, wind and rain alternate every day. If pedestrians can come back, then the stones should also be able to talk.
5. Once upon a time, singing and dancing were prosperous, but in the past, poetry and writing were cheap.
The kindness and sincerity are gone, and it is difficult to recommend them again.
From: Tang Xu Hui's "The Revenge of Nagato".
Translation: Once the new man who sings and dances is favored, all the old poems and books of the old man become despicable. The favor of the past has really been completely cut off, and the old person who has fallen out of favor is like water thrown out, and it is difficult to regain favor.
5. What ancient poems are about the struggle against fate?
Yes. .
From Zheng Banqiao.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Light smoke and ancient ink are used to write half of this gentleman,
There is no need to report safety, high integrity Qingfeng has seen.
Bamboo and Stone
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Do not let go of the green mountains, the roots are still in the broken rocks;
Still strong after thousands of hardships Jin, let the wind blow from east to west, north and south.
I tell you to return home and draw bamboos to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Wei County
Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
Throw away the black gauze and refuse to be an official, the bag is rustling and the sleeves are cold;
Write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind.
Fence Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
There is such a green shade, why bother to protect the bamboo and Jing Qi?
Still using bamboo as a barrier, asking for help from others is not as good as asking for yourself.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
Everyone in the world loves to plant flowers, but I only plant bamboo.
The courtyard is covered with frost and snow, and sprinkled with flowers Then the new green shines.
It snowed all night in the secluded sky, and the sparse shadows lost their green color.
Don’t let the wind blow them away, and the exquisite empty jade will be broken into pieces.
Bamboo
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
One section after another, thousands of branches holding ten thousand leaves;
Since I don’t bloom, I will avoid Flirting with bees and butterflies.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
One bamboo, one orchid and one stone, with joints, fragrance and bones,
The whole hall is filled with gentlemen The wind, the eternal green color.
There are orchids, bamboos and stones, there are joints, fragrance and bones.
No matter how hard it is against the wind and frost, there will be news of the spring breeze.
Painting
(Qing Dynasty) Zheng Banqiao
A strong wind blew backwards, and the bamboo branches turned back and opened toward the sky.
Sweeping away the clouds and fog is really my business, how can I bother to sweep the ground?
There are many more. These poems all show that Zheng Banqiao is not satisfied with the status quo of seclusion and has ambitions, but he is "only envious of fish" mentality.
You can go online to learn more.
6. What are the poems about "destiny"
1. "Sick Owl"
Era: Tang Author: Han Yu
In the evil ditch to the east of the house, an owl fell down and screamed sadly. The green mud covers the two wings, and they cannot be separated even if they are patted.
The king and boy call each other, and the rubble rushes to be the first. To plan the life of the school, it is appropriate to kill but reason.
There is no shame in seizing and fighting, and you are full of joy in the sky. The sunny day dominates the scenery, and the high wind follows it.
Sui Ling Luan Feng group, willing to consider the humble swan. Today's fate is poor, and I encounter a lucky pill.
If it hits your vital point, you can’t do anything about it. What's wrong with me? I can't bear to take advantage of it.
If you are about to die, bathe in a clear pool of water. Eat fish in the morning, and beware of foxes in the dark.
Knowing that he had nothing to do, Mond hesitated for a long time. When you are full, you go deep into the bamboo grove, and when you are hungry, you come near the base of the stairs.
Liang has no sense of retribution and just listens to what he does. Yesterday I had enough energy to jump over the fence.
I suddenly walked away this morning, but I didn’t know about it. It's not your luck. You can't take a look at the road of heaven.
If things happen in the capital, it is not easy to bully the emperor. Don't be shy about insults in mud pits, mud pits are good rules.
2. "Golden Pink Tears (56 poems)"
Era: Modern Author: Chen Duxiu
Desai has the same destiny, how can he separate the holy merits and the royal ways.
Repent of your sin of not having a king, and come together to the Vajra Dharma Assembly.
3. "Reflections on July 10th"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Fang Hui
Ten years ago on this day, the seal script went to Yanzhou.
Borrowing the first gold pendant, E Guan still has a black head.
Whoever loses control of the world will have rivers and seas flowing across the river.
Although Baotu is fine, he forgets his family and does not care for himself.
The real door is shattered, and the idiot is trapped in Pingfu.
Recalling the crisis, I forget the humiliation and humiliation.
The public's recommendation is really bold, but the observer is worried.
The thieves will be punished, and the rent will be reduced.
The public merits are slightly inferior, but the personal affairs are too slow.
Thin and sparse, greedy and wantonly.
If you are unhappy, you will follow your destiny, and if you are frustrated, you will be wronged.
Repeatedly rode three passes on horses, and even took four boats.
The moon in the green tombs of the Great Wall, the autumn in the Black Mountains of the Han Dynasty.
As soon as he left his job, he had Ji Ziqiu to spare.
It’s too late to be dismissed from the official position, and it will be embarrassing to go bankrupt.
The cypress trees are sad to be crouched first, and the border vegetables are gnawing at the old hills.
Nothing can be gained from letters, but there are many worries about debts.
The suitcases are thrown out and the clothes are all in order, and the bed medicine is not even used.
What are the ancient princes if they are not as good as the poor people?
Let’s discuss who has the best poetry, Doctors and Masters of Lotus Flower.
4. "A Song from Last Year"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Xun
Last year, Hu came to Qingshuiyan, and the Yellow River was narrow and hard in winter.
Brutal as the wind and as fast as a ghost, dogs and hogs are lustful and cruel, jackals and wolves are greedy.
The horses and stars rush to the sweaty ground, and the warriors have split hair and finger crowns.
Tongyong saw that the number of soldiers was less than ten thousand, and half of them were stationed beside the Jiaweitun River.
During the long cold period, the body becomes swollen and swollen.
It was made of gold and silk to seal the Yong Mansion, and the army was rewarded with paper coats like mud money.
The barbarians are laughing and insulting each other across the water. What is the value of killing you?
Tongzhou is in danger, and it is hard to say that there are no soldiers to rescue it.
Yuan Rongqian sent out eight hundred soldiers, and the Cangtou soldiers fought to be the first.
Fan Yan issued an imperial edict to send out five thousand cavalry, and on this day he withdrew his troops to protect himself.
Normally, the rules of Baojia are chaotic, and the county talisman is forced to use his empty fists.
What’s more, Mr. Tian has no ambition, and he suddenly ran away like smoke.
The Han generals Cang Huang and Jing Jing escaped, and the captives and cavalry gathered together across the mountains and rivers.
Guanzhong controls the strings and is loyal to thousands of horses, and the loyal ministers and righteous men can declare their strength.
The fate of scholars is also bad. Our teachers are weak and our neighbors are strong.
But when I recall the peaceful days in Chang'an, I feel particularly embarrassed when talking about the chaos.
The rice bags and wine jars praise the blessings, and the people who hold the earth and uncover the wood are all talented people.
The living beings do not know what sin they are sitting on, and the marrow and brain are muddled, especially in the sky.
If God can sincerely bless the soldiers and captives, how can he not revitalize the Central Plains?
There are eight hundred counties in the country, and I don’t know who will pity me every day.
Wuzhong relied on Jiang Zhoulu, and was worried about Lili chatting in peace.
Travelers migrate to the narrow city walls, and it is inevitable that things will be cold and difficult to manage.
There is no need to ask about the past year. Just lie down and pray for the coming year.
5. "Sending Jade to Zheng"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xiang Anshi
Mr. Zheng is as cold as me, and Lu Ziquan is separated by a few mountains.
When I open my eyes and see a thousand rooms, I can’t cover my head for the guests.
If you are not a worldly person, you are a scholar who has a poor destiny.
The three cities were not burned with the meat, and the teacher's worries were often returned.