Poems about bereavement (what are the sad poems about bereavement) 1. What are the sad poems about bereavement?
1. Two people in one generation, fighting for two ecstasy. Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring! Nalan Rong Ruo
Appreciation:-A sentence in Wang's poem "The Female Taoist King gave the Taoist Li Rong": "Two pities, two thoughts, two people for a lifetime". Nalan Rong Ruo longs for this kind of love, hoping to have a person, "hold your hand and grow old with your son", but this is welcome. The emotion expressed in Wang Luobin's poems is enviable, but Nalan Rong Ruo uses it in the opposite direction, and it is beyond reproach that emotion instantly turns into sadness.
2. "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi: "Ten years of life and death are ambiguous, and you will never forget it without thinking."
Appreciation: Empty down, tell the truth, moved. "Ten years of life and death are two boundless" where will you go, the dead are at a loss about the world, but so are the living and the dead, aren't they? Lovers give up forever, time suddenly, and ten years pass by quickly. "If you don't think about it, you will never forget it." Although people are dead, the beautiful scenes of the past are unforgettable! It has been ten years since Wang Fu died. I think sixteen-year-old Wang Fu married nineteen-year-old Su Dongpo. Needless to say, the young couple have deep feelings, and what is even more rare is that she is generous and sensible. In ten years, Dongpo was suppressed for opposing Wang Anshi's new law, and his mood was sad; When I arrived in Mizhou, I was busy with government affairs, and my life was as poor as a church mouse. In addition, Wang Runzhi (perhaps out of deep yearning for his beloved wife Wang Fu, Dongpo continued to marry Wang Fu's cousin Wang Runzhi, who is said to have the charm of a cousin) and her son are all by my side. How can I keep my dead wife in my heart year after year? I don't often miss it, but I never forget it. This deep-rooted feeling is hard to shake off. Because the author is middle-aged, the relationship between husband and wife that * * * has been worried about for a long time cannot be eliminated for a while. The author combines "unexpected" with "unforgettable" and reveals his inner feelings truly and profoundly by using the tension between these two seemingly contradictory mentality. How can he "not think" about his wise and considerate wife on a touching day ten years after his death? The past suddenly came to my mind, and the pent-up undercurrent of emotion suddenly opened like a floodgate, which was hard to stop. So dreams are real and natural.
3. The fourth of Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Leaving Thoughts: "Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever."
Appreciation: "Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber" was changed from the article "Watching the sea is difficult for water, swimming in the gate of saints, it is difficult to describe" in Mencius. The comparison between the two places is similar, but Mencius is a simile, and the metaphor of "watching the sea" is obvious. And these two sentences are metaphors, and metaphors are not obvious. The vast sea dwarfs the water in other places. Wushan faces Yunfeng, facing the Yangtze River, and the clouds are steaming. According to Song Yu's "High Order", its cloud is transformed by the goddess, which belongs to the sky and goes down to Yuyuan. It is as lush as a pine tree and as beautiful as a charming girl. So in contrast, the clouds in other places are eclipsed. "Sea" and "Wushan" are the most beautiful images in the world. Poets use them as metaphors. Literally, they say that they have experienced the "sea" and "Wushan", and it is difficult to see the water and clouds elsewhere. In fact, they are used to comparing the feelings between husband and wife like the water in the sea and the clouds in Wushan. Their depth and beauty are unparalleled in the world, so no woman can make herself emotional except her wife.
4. Sad ChanJuan wants to break her soul, but it's hard to break it. The mirror is not stained with dust, and the wind will make the piano burn. Afraid of hurting the spirit, hurting the spirit, the cloud does not understand the past, people are passers-by.
5. Miscellaneous Zhang Yaoqin sings to the moon, and Yuzhu reflects the mirror without dust. It's hard to say how sad you are. It's frustrating to sit back and wait. If you can get someone, you will burn your heart and lose your soul. Falling like an old dream, the old man became a passerby.
2. Say a few sad words about the loss of loved ones.
Tears are silent, only regret to get rid of fickle feelings, and rely on the painter to keep knowledge.
Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad.
Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night.
Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.
Relatives went to visit immortals, but they didn't get the blessing of their children and grandchildren. Wandering thousands of miles away, how to think.
Mourning poem Shen Yue went to autumn in March and May and still shines in this autumn. Nowadays, orchids and grass grow in spring, and then they will be fragrant in spring.
Sadly, human nature is different. Once you are grateful, you will die forever. Because the curtain screen is destroyed, the curtain mat is more open.
Dust covers an empty seat, while solitary account covers an empty bed. Everything is endless, and it hurts the survivors.
Jiang Sushi lived for ten years and then died. 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. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.
Relatives swam away, but their children and grandchildren didn't touch them. Wandering thousands of miles, missing thousands of Baidu.
Relatives all went to Xianyou, but they didn't gather in the children's and grandchildren's building. Wandering souls travel thousands of miles, how to think about sorrow.
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back? When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while. My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder. I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
3. What poems describe "I am extremely sad because of the loss of my loved ones"?
1. How can I repay my lost virtue? Crying for bamboo shoots is not enough. Heaven and earth are two strangers, and life and death are bleak.
2, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
3, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to adopt a son.
Ah, Xie's youngest daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.
5, the meaning behind the old joke, but suddenly, in front of my eyes, you disappeared. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
6. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
7. One person attached a book, and two people died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead.
8. Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died. Night passed, night came and her beauty disappeared.
9. The poor and uncertain river bones are still spring dreams.
10, Guanzhong fell yesterday, and her brothers and close relatives were killed. What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
1 1, Central Plains Day, Beiding, Julian Waghann. Family members don't forget to inform Nai Weng about the sacrifice.
12, the night came and the dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan Winter is getting dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
4. Pray for the poems of deceased relatives
Memories of deceased relatives or prayers for them are as follows:
Relatives went to visit immortals, but they didn't get the blessing of their children and grandchildren. Wandering thousands of miles away, how to think.
Relatives swam away, but their children and grandchildren didn't touch them. Wandering thousands of miles, missing thousands of Baidu.
Relatives all went to Xianyou, but they didn't gather in the children's and grandchildren's building. Wandering souls travel thousands of miles, how to think about sorrow.
There are many cemeteries in the North and South Mountains.
Tomb-Sweeping Day swept away different views.
Paper turns into a black butterfly,
Tears were dyed red with blood azaleas.
At dusk, the fox and the mouse sleep on the grave.
At night, children laugh at the lights.
If there is wine in life, there must be drunkenness.
A drop once reached Jiuquan.
The festival is clear, peaches and plums smile,
Noda's wasteland will only lead to sadness.
Thunder stung the dragon snake,
The original vegetation in the suburbs softened after the rain.
People begged for sacrifices to my arrogant concubine,
It's unfair to burn people to death.
Smart fools have known who it is for thousands of years,
The eyeful of chrysanthemum is a hill.
Pears bloom in the clear air,
Wandering around the city looking for spring.
Leave at dusk,
Ten thousand leaf warblers.
No flowers, no wine, a sunny day,
The mood is as bleak as a wild monk.
Yesterday, my neighbor begged for a new fire.
Small window powder and desk lamp.
Covered in blood, tears and dust,
It's sad to go back to China after the chaos.
The wind, rain and pears are cold,
How many descendants of graves have come?
It's raining and sunny in Mao Mao.
I walked alone in Qian Shan;
A few charming smiles in my dream,
Who can solve the homesickness of wanderers?
Spring breeze blows the ground again;
Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.
Spring club when swallows come;
Pear blossoms go backwards.
Time flies in March;
Both apricot flowers know the news at two o'clock.
Meet immediately after the peach rain;
I like to see the apricot flowers in front of the tree.
The breeze and bright moon are priceless;
Get the moon first by being close to the water.
Sophora japonica hot spring replacement;
Apricot blossoms eliminate rain and spread knowledge.
Seeing things and thinking about relatives often dreams;
The precepts are still in my ears.
Apricot cheese elm soup is the second time;
Shi Quan has a dream of enjoying time.
Smoke reminds Sophora leaves;
How many flowers are there in the windy season?
Beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery;
There are few stars in the moon and many sacrifices.
Sacrifice the grave to worship the ancestors every year;
There is still the wind of old people everywhere.
Fire ban early this year;
Who is Hua Fei Town busy for?
Cold food and rain spread 150 days;
Hua Xinfeng is about to usher in the spring of 24 years old.
Running water and sunset will always hate;
Spring breeze and sunset make people think.
/kloc-where is the dream of apricot cheese elm soup on the morning of 0/06?
Who is the newcomer who believes in perfection?
5. What ancient poems mourn the dead relatives?
1, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. _ _ Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection (IV)
2, lazy to pick flowers, half the sky repairs half the gentleman. _ _ Yuan Zhen's "Poetry Five Self-Thinking, the Fourth Song"
What hope do I have in the darkness of our grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, The Third
I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How long is more than one hundred years? _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, The Third
5, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. _ _ Su Shi's "Twenty Memories of Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
6. This is a sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as those who have been poor together know. _ _ The second of three mourning poems by Yuan Zhen
7, but I will always keep my eyes open, and that frown will be a lifelong worry. _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, The Third
8. If I had known, I would have served you in the temple instead of shedding tears at the distant sky. _ _ Zhang Ji's thoughts on friends lost in the Tibet war
9. Last year, you went to Yuezhi with the army, and there was no full division in the city. _ _ Zhang Ji's thoughts on friends lost in the Tibet war
10, to my old friends, who miss me and care most. _ _ Zhou Bangyan's "Qi Liao's resentment, getting on the horse to help the disabled get drunk"
1 1, the old man is down there, dusty. _ _ Su Shi's "Send Up"
I continue your generosity to our men and our maids. Sometimes, in a dream, I bring you gifts. _ _ The second of three mourning poems by Yuan Zhen
13, the article has filled the ears of pedestrians, and I missed you once. _ _ Li Chen's Diaobai Juyi
14. Nostalgic songs, flute songs, just like rotten Ke people in rural areas. _ _ Liu Yuxi's "Enjoy Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou"
15, as night falls, my dream suddenly comes home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears _ _ Su Shi's "Recalling Dreams on the 20th of the First Month of Jiang"
16, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, which used to be a stunning photo. _ _ Two Poems by Lu You Shen Yuan
17, no words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. _ _ Su Shi's "Twenty Memories of Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
18. I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, but I didn't see anyone in Leng Yue. _ _ Bai Juyi mourns Xue Tai
19, the dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, and the old willow in Shenyuan does not blow cotton. _ _ Two Poems by Lu You Shen Yuan
20, sad thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining about a heavy stroke, broken soul? _ _ Wu Wenying's Introduction to the Spring Festival Evening
Want to bring your photos back to your party, your tears can't break your heart. You can't draw your face. _ _ Nalan Xingde's Inscription of Nanxiangzi as a Dead Woman
6. Poems in memory of deceased relatives
Mao Zedong: Pay tribute to mother (19 19) and lament her sudden death.
Fifty-three years old, seven children. Seven sons and three more, namely Qin.
Other infertility, two women and three men. It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother.
Destroy the mill, so get sick. In the middle, everything is sad.
I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit. I only talk about two ends today.
A virtue, a hatred. My mother has a high wind and advocates fraternity.
The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive. Kay was moved by her kindness.
Love is sincere. No slander, no cheating.
Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all. Hand ze, very organized.
Precise mind, divided reason, divided feelings. Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.
The wind of cleanliness is everywhere. There is no dust inside or outside.
Five virtues are the big end. Conform to his personality, as in the world.
Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members. Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.
The mental pain is outstanding. What is the sky? Tilt the corner.
Second, children are born and educated. If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.
Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache. But call your children and do everything well.
I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby. Or belong to Su En, or work hard.
All relatives, big or small, should be reported. To sum up, Shengde is honored.
If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated. What you hate must be added.
I can't help thinking that I'm here. The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring.
When will it be reported? Good birds in the sea. Alas, my mother is still alive.
Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal. One day, everyone will repay the kindness.
One day, you will be with your relatives. It's a long story today, but time is pressing.
Only the big end, the shallow end. At this time, the family will make a drink and do this.
After that, there is a saying that it is getting longer and longer. Shang Xiang! In memory of my sister, Haidong Yuan, I buried my third sister in Yuanyang Mountain and gave a eulogy: Alas! 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! When you are separated from a single-minded person, you are lonely and dangerous? Fall; Although life exists and is true, people who are tired of you here have never tasted it.
When you are a teenager, you sit side by side, listening to the benevolence and righteousness of the ancients, and once you grow up, bow and dance. Ho ho! Let you know nothing about poetry and calligraphy, or it may not be difficult to be true.
I caught the cricket, and you bravely walked out of it. When you were cold and stiff, you were close to its apex. I'm going to bury you today, but I was surprised to see what happened that day.
When I was nine years old, I was sleeping with a book, and you wore a bun and a sheet to warm my clothes. Mr. Shi? I heard the voices of two boys when I entered the room, but I didn't feel a smile, even if I was fascinated; Look at the sun in July, you are in Jiuyuan, remember clearly.
Give a weak crown to Guangdong, alas. After more than two years, I went home with Gong Jin, and you came out from the east wing to help the case. The family stared and laughed, and I don't remember where the words came from. It is probably that Chang 'an has been admitted to the college, and there will be news in the letter sooner or later.
All this is trivial, although it is a relic of the past, but I will never forget it until I die. Make up for the past, miss the sad shadow, take will die.
Regret not working hard at that time? Is Pingping in pain and happy? How was the trip? Suddenly, although time goes back, I can repeat it as a child without witness. Your righteousness will never return to the gaos thought: I will help you with your class; At home, you can manage according to your own wishes.
Tasting women is the most ignorant and elegant; Your sister-in-law is not unkind, but it is a little lacking here. So, since you came back, although I feel sorry for you, I am really happy.
If you are four years old or the old people in the world die first, can you keep them? You; Doesn't mean you die first. When you were sick the year before last, you were spying all night. If you subtract one point, you will be happy; if you add one point, you will be worried.
Although it was a small job, it was still blown up, and there was nothing to entertain. Before going to bed, you had a great time talking about the official history of unofficial history.
Oh! I will get sick again from time to time, so I will teach you where to call you! Your illness is harmless, and it is far from Yangzhou. You are still worried about my heart and won't let people go to the newspaper.
Until □? Fen duck? ⒛? Asked if Wang Ge would come back, but insisted that he had promised. The first day I dreamed that you came, and I knew it was an ominous sign. I flew across the river, but if I get home before time, you will die, and the four branches are still warm, and Gai still suffers death.
Oh, it hurts! If I know you, I will travel far; Even if you travel, you still have a lot to know, smell and plan. It's gone now! I'll never see you again except my death.
I don't know when I will die, so I can see you. However, knowing after death is an ignorant person, seeing it as invisible, and it is difficult to know after death. Unfortunately, however, this is not limited. It's a matter of being in the right place at the right time, but it's over! Your poem, I have Fu Zi; Your daughter, I am married; I have made a biography of your life; But you haven't found your ears yet.
I was buried in Hangzhou, where the river is wide and deep. So, I asked my mother to order me to be better than you, so I offered a sacrifice. Next to your daughter Ayin, there are two graves: one is grandpa's waiter Zhu, and the other is brother's waiter Dao.
Yangshan is vast, with Yuan Qi in the south and Qixia in the west. In the morning, the wind and rain are faint, the soul is accompanied, and it is not lonely. Since I read your poem about crying nephew in Wuyin, I have no male or female teeth. I didn't know anything until I gave birth to you.
Although I am near, I dare not say old; And my teeth are bald, and I know it myself. There are still a few days! Yipin is far away in Henan, and there are no children, and nine families have no successors. If you die, I will bury you. If you have a soul, you can sue me Beifengkuang, my brother is back, and I will still look back at you many times.
Alas! Alas! .