Classic Chinese essays in memory of relatives and friends

1. Write about the feeling of cherishing the moon (or the feeling of "missing relatives and friends"), like a poem;

Remembering my brother-in-law on a moonlit night

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty< /p>

Author: Du Fu

Original text:

The sound of garrison drums interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is the sound of wild geese in the autumn.

The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.

The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended.

Translation

The sound of watch drums on the garrison blocked people's communication. In the autumn of the frontier fortress, a lone goose was calling.

Tonight has entered the Bailu solar term, and the moon is still the brightest in my hometown.

I have brothers but they are all scattered. I have no home and cannot inquire about life and death.

Letters sent home to Luoyang City often cannot be delivered, not to mention the frequent wars that have not stopped.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan

Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world is at this time.

Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night .

When the candle is extinguished, the pity light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew.

I can’t bear the gift, but I still have a good sleep.

Poetry explanation

A bright moon rises on the sea. People far away in the world look at the moon and miss each other. Passionate people complain about the long night and miss their loved ones all night. They extinguish the candles and love the moonlight in the room, put on their clothes and feel The dew is getting heavier. I can’t give you this full hand of moonlight, so I’d better go back to sleep and hope to meet you in my dreams. 2. What are the ancient Chinese verses that express “reminiscing about the deceased”

The autumn air surrounds the city. The dusk jackdaw did not close the door. I remember that the beautiful woman bid farewell to the rain and chanted her goodbyes. There are more farewell thoughts than clouds after the rain.

Xiaochu Bixijin. Just like the first spring in Jiangnan. They should be companions picking lotuses and looking for each other. Collect the lotus heart and old people.

2. "Mooring the Boat on Guazhou" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

Raw Bi Xiang Luo Fen Lan Xiang. Who will be cold and silent and tearful? Where is the old friend? Smoke and water separate Xiaoxiang.

The flowers are falling and spring is getting old, and the crocodiles are blowing and the waves are lingering. There are some things that should not be considered.

3. "A Plum Blossom Boat Crosses the Wujiang River" by Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty

4. A piece of spring sadness is waiting for the wine to be poured, the boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains are moving upstairs.

Qiuniang Ferry and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is blowing and the rain is falling.

When will you return home to wash guest robes? The word "Yin" means "Sheng", the word "Xin" means "Xiang Shao".

The flowing light can easily throw people away. The cherries are red and the bananas are green.

5. "Shang Xiang Si" Nalan Xingde, Qing Dynasty

Li Shang. Cover the bridal chamber. The water of the arrow is cool and clear. Looking at the dawn in sorrow.

Get dressed up. The fragrance is powdery. See the frost on the car in front of the door. Standing and crying on the roadside.

3. Poems that express feelings of nostalgia for others or longing for relatives and friends

Poems that express longing for relatives: 1. "The Great Night" Tang Gaoshi's hotel is sleepless under the cold light, and the guest's heart becomes sad. .My hometown is thousands of miles away tonight, and there will be another year in the future. 2. "Going Home" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. The childish boy held up his clothes and asked, why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? 3. "Homesickness" Li Gou from the Song Dynasty said that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I can't see my home as far as the end of the world. I hate that the green mountains are blocking each other, and the green mountains are still covered by dusk clouds. 4. "The Letter from the Capital" Ming Yuan Kai's river is three thousand miles away, and the letter from home is ten Five Elements. There is no other words to say when traveling, just to return home early. 5. "Looking at the mountains with Master Haochu to send relatives and friends to Beijing" Tang Liu Zong Yuanhai The peaks on the seaside are like sword awns, and autumn is everywhere cutting the heart of sorrow. If you are transformed into a thousand bodies Billions of people, scattered on the top of the mountain to look at their hometown. 6. "Wearing Wild Geese" Where is the hometown of Tang Wei Yingwu? It’s leisurely to return home and think about it. On an autumn rainy night in Huainan, I heard the wild geese coming from Gaozhai. 7. "Miscellaneous Poems" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. When you come from your hometown, you should know about the things in your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? 8. "Remembering the Brothers from Shandong on September 9th" Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty was a stranger in a foreign land, and he missed his relatives even more during the festive season. When he saw his brothers climbing to a high place in the distance, there was only one missing person planting dogwood trees everywhere. 9. "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty as he crossed the Jingmen Gate far away. Outside, I traveled from the Chu Kingdom. The mountains followed the plains, and the rivers flowed into the wilderness. Under the moon, the sky mirror was flying, and the clouds formed sea towers. I still felt sorry for the water in my hometown, and saw off the boat thousands of miles away. 10. "Moonlight Night, Billions of Brothers" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty When people are walking, there is an autumn sound of wild geese. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. Letters sent often fail to arrive, and the situation is that the army has not stopped. 11. "Ascend Wugongtai Temple in Autumn, far away from the temple" "View" After the ancient platform of Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty collapsed, he looked at his hometown in autumn. There were few people coming to the wild temple, and the clouds were deep across the water. The setting sun was still there, and the cold chime filled the forest. The melancholy of the Southern Dynasties, the Yangtze River was alone today. 12. "Bamboo Branch" by Liu Yu of the Tang Dynasty Xibai Spring grass grows at the head of the imperial city, and the Shu River is clear at the foot of Baiyan Mountain. People from the south come up to sing a song, but people from the north don't come up to be moved by nostalgia. 13 "Returning to Yangzhou in Chang'an on September 9th" Sui Jiang's general heart chases the southern clouds and passes away, and the shape follows Wild geese are coming from the north. The chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown are blooming today. 14. "Shi'er" After the death of Lu You in the Song Dynasty, I knew that everything was in vain, but I was sad that I could not see the same people in Jiuzhou. On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices. 15. "Proud of the Fisherman" by Fan Zhong of the Song Dynasty. The scenery is strange in autumn. The geese from Hengyang are leaving without paying attention. The sounds are rising from all sides. Thousands of miles away, the smoke is long and the sun is setting. The lonely city is closed. A glass of turbid wine can lead to a home thousands of miles away. There is no way for the swallows to return without stopping. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost. People are sleepless, and the generals are white-haired and their husbands are weeping. 16. "Thinking of Jiangnan" Tang Fangqian: Yesterday the grass was withered and today it is green, and the people who are detained are moved by the feeling of hometown. At night, there is a dream on the way home, and it is already dawn when we don't reach Tonglu. .17. "Tian Jing Sha · Autumn Thoughts" Yuan Ma Zhiyuan, withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and thin horses on the ancient road. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 18. "Crossing the River and Han" Outside the Wenling Ridge in the Tang and Song Dynasties The music and books are gone, after winter comes spring again. I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the visitor. 19. "The Rain" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. It is rainy on Chang'an night, and I am alone with the broken lamp. I am sad. My hometown is cloudy and watery, and it is not suitable to return to my dreams in autumn. 20. "Send Wu Shijiu to Yuanling" The Tang Dynasty King Changling's Yuanjiang River flows to Chenyang, and the road to meet Jun's post at the mouth of the river is long. Who knows that he will return home next year when he is relegated to a thunderstorm in the hope of a thunderstorm? 4. Poems that express homesickness, longing for relatives and friends

On September 9th, I recall that my brother Wang Wei from Shandong was a stranger in a foreign land, and missed his relatives even more during the festive season; I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to the heights, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees. . When will the bright moon come out? Su Shi, the singer of water tune, asked the blue sky for his wine.

I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings and jade buildings. It's too cold at high places.

Dance and clear the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world. Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, you can see the low Qi household, and the light will make you sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.

I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from the beauty of the moon. Love Letters on the Way Back to the West at Autumn Twilight by Bai Juyi Under the light of Geng Geng’s journey, I feel more worried and less sleepy.

Homesickness usually occurs early, before the rooster crows. In September, the grass and trees fall, and the distant mountains are leveled.

In the autumn shade and dawn, all the trees are green. I went to the east in autumn and started to travel west this autumn.

The horse is thin and the clothes are torn. It has been two years since I came to another house. I feel sad when I return home, but I don’t have a bag of money when I return home.

Although the heart is not blue paste, it is unnaturally peaceful. Homesickness outside the Yangtze River Wei Zhuang Every spring, I feel sad in a foreign land, and I can learn about Du Qu and Oriole.

On the banks of the river at sunset, there are traces of heartbroken smoke and willows. Two Qin Songs by Sima Xiangru The Phoenix returns to its hometown and travels around the world seeking its emperor.

If you don’t meet me at that time, you will have nothing to do. How can you realize that you are going to be promoted to this hall now? There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisonous to my intestines. How come they are like mandarin ducks with their necks crossed, and they are soaring in the air! The emperor comes to live with me, and I have to entrust her to be my concubine forever.

Who is the one who knows how to communicate and understand each other in the middle of the night? Both wings rise and fly high, without feeling, my thoughts make me sad. When I first entered the gorge, the bitter wind sent me to my relatives and friends in my hometown. Chen Ziang, my hometown friend today.

We sit together at a happy gathering. It’s better to know Baxia Road.

Thank you for your hard work. The wild goose, Du Mu, carries a reed in its mouth thousands of miles away from its hometown, and the snow and rain fly towards Xiaoxiang.

Several lonely pillows make me cry, and several high-rise buildings are about to break my heart. Spending the day leaning away from the shadows, walking in the wind.

I work hard to come to Hengyue every year, and my wings destroy Longsai Shuang. Thoughts on a Quiet Night by Li Bai The moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

Two poems about traveling to Qiupu and Bai Kaupei by Li Bai Where is the best place to travel at night, when the moon is bright and clear at Yingbei.

The mountain light shakes the snow, and the shadow of the ape hangs on the cold branches. But fearing that the good times will be late, Xiaoling will return home and move.

When people come, they feel refreshed and lovesick. The white worms howl loudly at night, and the valleys feel so cold.

Fishes and dragons move the water, creating waves everywhere. A bright moon came from the sky and flew into the blue clouds.

My hometown is invisible, and I look to the west with a broken heart. The rain is lingering by Li Shangyin The rain is lingering on Chang'an night, and I am alone in sorrow with the broken lamp.

My hometown is a land of clouds and water, and it is not suitable for autumn to return to my dreams. Climbing the Tower in Mid-Spring Liu Jian The golden cup is not enough to wash away the sorrow. I recall my hometown in Jiangjun.

Fireworks on both sides of the Taiwan Strait make the spring prosperous, but the moonlit night on the first floor is desolate. Wang Zhang is not ashamed to shed tears in his cow clothes, and Pan Yuexiu is shocked by the frost on his temples.

The lotus flowers have returned but I haven’t found them yet. There is a thatched cottage deep in the white clouds. In ancient and modern times, there is no need to complain, and the beard of frost is against the beauty of the year.

If you fail, you will be ashamed of the snake. If you use your heart, you will be like a mouse without teeth. When the clouds are clear in the sky, I will pity the moon; when the wind is high all night, I will be tired of the flowers.

People who rely on the county building alone do not know how to catch the spring waves by fishing boats on the flat sand. Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Liu Zongyuan Works: Watching the Mountains with Master Hao Chu to Send Relatives to Beijing Contents: The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere.

If you were to transform into hundreds of billions of people, you would go up to the top of the mountain and look at your hometown. Era: Tang Author: Lu Zhaolin Works: Presented to the Officials of Yifu Content: A bird comes from Northern Yan and flies to Western Shu.

Living alone on the sword gate, dancing alone at the foot of Minshan Mountain. There are many ancient features in Angzang, but there are new songs in sorrow.

A group of phoenixes swam by and asked what they wanted. Replying to the cold country son, I traveled more than ten thousand miles.

Don’t stop the evil tree branches, don’t drink the stolen spring water. I often think about encountering rice and beams, and I would like to live in sycamore trees.

I won’t invite the wise, but I will ignore the fool. Therefore, I become independent and live a long life.

The sun and the sunset are bitter and windy, and I want to return to Luoyang. Yu He's sweater is short, but the road to Guanshan is long.

The bright moon makes people miss me, and the white clouds make me miss my hometown. Who can take advantage of the wind and conquer Cangcang in one fell swoop?

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Luo Binwang Works: Sitting Alone on a Cold Night, A Wanderer's Confidant Confidant Content: The hometown is thousands of miles away, and there are countless worries about it. The quail's clothes are long and broken, and the snail's house is uncertain.

A rich man only has ideas, but a poor man plays for whom. The willow leaves are crisp in the autumn wind, and the lotus leaves are exposed in the morning.

In the late golden season, there are chrysanthemums on the bank, and orchids are left hanging underneath. It's easy to cut down trees, but it's hard to go back to Weisang.

The only bright moon shines brightly in the cold guest room. 5. What are some ancient poems and classical Chinese poems in memory of deceased friends?

1. "Meng Wei Zhi" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi came at night to travel hand in hand with dreams, and woke up in the morning with tears in his scarf.

Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time. You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow.

Ah Wei and Han Lang went there one after another. Do you know if Ye Tai knows? Translation: I dream about playing with you hand in hand at night, and I wake up in the morning with tears streaming down my face without wiping them away. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and grass has been growing in Chang'an for eight years.

I miss you and your bones have turned into sand. I am still temporarily living in the world with a head full of gray hair. Ah Wei and Han Lang have passed away one after another. How can we know that the underworld is so dim and dim? 2. "Li Bai's Tomb" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi quarried Li Bai's tomb by the river, surrounded by endless grass and clouds around the fields.

The pitiful bones of the desolate ridge and the poor spring were once filled with earth-shattering writings. But the poet is so unlucky that he cannot be the king.

Translation: By the Caishi River, boundless weeds surround the cemetery and reach the white clouds in the distance. The sad thing is that the bones in this barren grave have once written earth-shattering poems.

As long as they are poets, most of them have a bad fate. As for poets who are poor and frustrated, no one can surpass Li Jun. 3. "Moon over the Xijiang River·Plum Blossoms" Song Dynasty: Su Shi's jade bones are filled with mist and mist, and their icy posture has its own fairy style.

I was sent to explore Fang Cong when I was a sea fairy. A green-haired phoenix hanging upside down.

Even if you wear a plain face, it will look pink, and your lipstick will not fade after washing off your makeup. The high sentiment has chased the dawn sky.

Don’t dream about pear blossoms. Translation: Yujie Bingqing's demeanor is natural, and she doesn't care about the miasma. She has an immortal demeanor of her own.

The Immortal of the Sea is sent from time to time to visit the fragrant flowers, where the phoenix decorated with green feathers hangs upside down. Even if the makeup is washed away by rain and snow, the red lip color will not fade away.

Noble sentiments have followed Xiang Xiaoyun in the sky, and he will not think of having the same dream as Lihua. 4. "Mourning for Xuetai" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi was half-dead, Wutong was old and sick, and Chongquan's thoughts made him nervous.

Returning to the hospital at night with the child in hand, the moon is cold and there is no one in the empty room. Translation: On one side is the dying sycamore tree, and on the other is the long-sick body. Whenever I think of people going under the Nine Springs after death, I feel sad.

At night, I took my young son by the hand and returned to my hometown. No one was seen in the empty house under the cold moonlight. 5. "Crying Li Shangyin" Tang Dynasty: Cui Juecheng, Ji Xinglang, whose courtesy name was Yishan, returned to Gaoyang and sighed.

The branches and leaves of the CI forest are gone in three springs, and the waves of learning are drying up overnight. The wind and rain have blown out the lamps and candles, and my name is as long as my teeth are cold.

You should only climb the Qi tree outside, then go to the crimson altar in colorful clothes. Translation: The official name of Chengji Lang was Li Yishan. He returned to the loess and made people sigh with regret.

The branches and leaves of the poetry forest have fallen off, and the waves of academia have dried up overnight. The violent storm blew out the candle, but my name has always been in my heart.

He should go to the outside world to climb and break jade trees, and wear colorful clothes to climb the altar of immortals. 6. "Guo Feng·Qin Feng·Yellow Bird" Pre-Qin Dynasty: An anonymous person pays tribute to the yellow bird, which stops at the thorn.

Who follows Duke Mu? Zi Che is dying. Maintaining this dying state is the specialty of a hundred men.

When you approach the acupuncture point, you feel anxious and anxious. The sky is heaven, annihilate my beloved! If it can be redeemed, everyone will be saved! Make friends with yellow birds, stop at mulberry trees.

Who follows Duke Mu? Zi Che Zhongxing. Maintain this neutrality and guard against a hundred men.

When you approach the acupuncture point, you feel anxious and anxious. The sky is heaven, annihilate my beloved! If it can be redeemed, everyone will be saved! Cross over to the yellow bird and stop at Chu.

Who follows Duke Mu? Zi La needle tiger. This needle-tiger is the ruler of a hundred men.

When you approach the acupuncture point, you feel anxious and anxious. The sky is heaven, annihilate my beloved! If it can be redeemed, everyone will be saved! Translation: The yellow bird sings in mourning and stops on the jujube branch.

Who died and was buried with Duke Mu? Zi Che is dying and his fate is good. Who wouldn't appreciate the good dying? He is a talented person among hundreds of people.

Everyone came to the tomb to mourn the death, and were buried alive in fear, shock and pain. God, please open your eyes. Is it right to trap and kill good people? If they could redeem themselves and die on his behalf, hundreds of people would be willing to go to Quantai.

The yellow birds sing in mourning and rest on the mulberry branches. Who was buried with Duke Mu? Zi Che Zhongxing suffered a disaster.

Who would not say that Zhongxing is a good man and a talented person among hundreds of people. Everyone came to the tomb to mourn the death, and were buried alive in fear, shock, and pain.

God, please open your eyes, should you trap and kill good people? If they could redeem themselves by dying on his behalf, hundreds of people would be willing to turn into dust. The yellow birds chirped mournfully, and thorn trees fell from the branches.

Who was buried with Duke Mu? The tiger was killed. Who would not praise the needle tiger? He is the most talented person among hundreds of men.

Everyone came to the tomb to mourn the death, and were buried alive in fear, shock and pain. God, please open your eyes. Is it right to trap and kill good people? If they could be redeemed and die on his behalf, hundreds of people would be willing to bury him in wormwood.