If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.
One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried?
Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword, always lightly negative.
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems
No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
2. The poem about the world of mortals is 1. When the world of mortals meets, raise the golden whip. -"A brief encounter" Don Li Bai
2. The world of mortals goes against the current, and you live by the blue water. -"Health Mistakes" Song Yan Dao Ji
The sunset is red and dusty. Cars and horses are chaotic. -"Three-day Qushui Banquet in Changshan Lake" Don Chen Ziang
4. The boat is swimming in the water, and the column is full of red dust. -"Boating Zheng Qing into Beijing" Don Du Shen Yan
There is a piece of red dust floating on the floor, and the color is not fresh. -"Newly Planted Lotus in Jingzhaofu" Tang Bai Juyi
6. Overlooking 12 Street, there is red dust among the green trees. -"Deng Le Wang Yu" Tang Bai Juyi
7. The wine is white at dusk, and the horse enters the world of mortals. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Twelve Luo Yang Road Works in the Same Store"
8. Laugh away from the world of mortals, and the old will be rejuvenated. -"Shu" Don Mutu
9. The red dust covers the crane, and the willows brush the dragon media. -Don Liang Zi's "Watching Gong Chao's Eight Rhymes in the Spring Festival Evening"
10. Sword red horse is full of red dust. -"Liu Sheng" Don Yang Jiong
3. What poems describe him who sees through the world of mortals? 1, "Ode to the Female, Message to Dongping Li as Teacher"
Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji
You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt. My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.
Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Translation:
You know I have a husband, but you still want to give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your affection for me and for tying pearls on my red shirt. My tall building is connected to the Royal Garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to live and die with my husband. I cried when I returned your double beads. I regret not meeting you before I got married.
2. "Yulouchun deigned to say the Day of Returning Home";
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
Translation:
Before opening the bottle, I plan to set a return date and long for a drink. When I want to say, the beauty has nothing to say, such as the charming face of the spring breeze, I will mourn myself first. Ah, life is sentimental, and it doesn't matter if you don't hate it-the breeze on the roof and the bright moon in the sky.
Don't sing new songs and clear songs before farewell, which has made people sad. Ah, at this time, you only need to see all the peonies in the city, and then you can travel with me, so that you won't be so sad, and you can bid farewell to the spring breeze without regrets.
Untitled a misty rain is blowing from the east with the wind.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? !
Translation:
The east wind is rustling and the drizzle is flying with the wind. There is a light thunder outside the lotus pond. A golden toad incense burner, with a lock button, is filled with cigarettes, elegant and shaped like a jade tiger pulley, and pulls a rope to pump well water. Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty. Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin had a pillow and compared her poems to Fu Fei. Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.
4. "How deep is the yard?"
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Translation:
The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai.
Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.
5, "Gu Tian Dai Ren Fu"
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
Translation:
Western Western jackdaw's homing in the sunset reminded me. Only the willows by the pool show green buds. If it weren't for the sadness of parting and the torture of not hating, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad and bald.
When you are separated from the intestine, tears will flow desperately. With the love of acacia, I once again boarded the little red chamber. I know there are countless mountains interrupting the distant sky, but I still can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it.
4. Poems describing who sees through the world of mortals and escapes into an empty net:
1, nothing, where is the dust! Tang Dynasty Bodhisattva: Huineng
2. Where can I find a bosom friend? Tears wet the corners of my eyes. Man Jianghong-Zhu Xiao Jinghua Qing Dynasty: Qiu Jin
3, the old man is only, wake up the bright moon, the breeze after drunkenness. "The moon is full of mountains and separated by red dust." Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen
4, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan. Tao Yuanming: Wei and Jin Dynasties in Five Drinking Songs
5. Life is rootless and floats like a stranger. Poems in Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
6. If you don't miss life, you will miss it and you will miss it. Xu Zaisi's "Break the halberd and sink the sand"
7. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse
8, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. Nalan Xingde's "Paving Happy Sand"
9, the eyes are condensed with autumn waters and swords, and the poem is cut into bone jade. Purple English-Bright Light
10, whoever says goodbye has no regrets. Dream glass-the song of parting
1 1, peeling three thousand troubles, cold temple lanterns with ancient buddhas. A Dream in Red Mansions
Extended data
The world of mortals originally refers to a prosperous place.
The "dust" in Buddhism is translated from Sanskrit, which means pollution, which means that it can pollute people's authenticity. "Dust" is synonymous with "environment" and refers to everything perceived and recognized by the outside world. Buddhism believes that the dust world is realized with one heart, not the real objective reality, but the illusory "external world". Later, because the world of mortals refers to the illusory world.
As the saying goes, he who sees through the world of mortals sees through the vanity and filth of the world and doesn't want to stay. It is often used to describe being very philosophical and free and easy.
He who sees through the world of mortals has a thorough understanding of things in the world through some chance in the course of life, which is a process of self-thinking breakthrough. He generally adopts passive evasive strategies and behaviors in his behavior. He who sees through the world of mortals will usually let go of the pursuit and persistence of money, power, fame, beauty and other desires after he understands that everything is empty.
It is useful to see through the world of mortals, adopt an attitude and behavior of turning a blind eye to things and things in life, and maintain self-peace, but its negative behavior is not conducive to the development of the country, society and family and personal responsibility.
References:
Sogou encyclopedia-he who sees through the world of mortals
5. What poems describe staying away from the world of mortals? 1. Zhulou
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
2. Return to Lumeng Mountain at night.
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.
People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.
Step 3 drink
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
Get up in the morning, with a deep sense of lack of fun, leave your seat and open a bottle of sake. First, the patriarch who drank wine to make wine was the father who left the wine for me to drive away sadness and boredom.
For an instant, it feels like a world apart, and I feel the excitement between heaven and earth. The continuous mountains have changed the original quietness, and the green running water contains warm breath.
Outside the south gate is a towering tree. Shade can cover yourself, and you can chat in the shade all day.
Even if you are drunk, don't refuse. The beautiful grass can be used for us to lie down. Even those who are richer than Chu Jin may not know the fun of drinking.
4. A farmhouse by the Weihe River
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. (Sunset is a work: light)
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
5. "Fishing Songs and Flowers"
Five Dynasties: Li Xun
Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In blue smoke, under the bright moon, at the beginning of the boat.
Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books, regardless of fame and fortune.