Poems about time
1. How many times can we meet again and again and laugh for hundreds of years. ——He Menggui's "Taoyu'er·Remember where everyone was during the year"
2. I don't know when Japan will change, but this place will still become an important road. ——Liu Yuxi's "Spring Outlook in Hanshou City"
3. The big tree has no branches and faces the north wind, and weeps for heroes after ten years of regret. ——Gao Qi's "The Tomb of King Diaoyue"
4. White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the river bank are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. ——Yang Shen's "Linjiang Fairy·The Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passes East"
5. Last year on Tobu Tonight, the bright moon was full of sorrow. ——Su Che's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"
6. Sitting idle and grieving, the king also grieves for himself. How many years is it? ——Yuan Zhen's "Three Poems of Sorrow and Sorrow·Part 3"
7. It is easy for a young man to learn from an old man, and it is difficult to learn from an old man. An inch of time should not be taken lightly. ——Zhu Xi's "Poems to Encourage Learning/Occasionally"
8. Things in the world go with the flow, and only a dream comes to life. ——Li Yu "Crying in the Night: Wind and Rain Last Night"
9. It takes three days to test jade, and seven years to identify the material. ——Bai Juyi's "Third of Five Fangyan"
10. Qingjiang River has a thousand willows, and it was the old Banqiao twenty years ago. ——Liu Yuxi's "Willow Branches/Willow Branches"
11. I think of a young man in black clothes, with orchids and beautiful hair, and with swords and halberds flying across the clouds. ——Ye Mengde's "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou·Shouyang Tower Bagong Mountain"
12. The old age diminishes, and the farewell wine is timid. ——Xin Qiji's "Magnolia Slowly·Chuzhou Sends Fan Wu"
13. We gather and disperse in a hurry, and this regret occurs every year. ——Mrs. Wei's "Dian Jiang Lips·Blowing Breeze"
14. In the past, I lamented that there was no Li Mu, but now I know that there is Yiwu on the left side of the river. ——Chen Liang's "Two Poems of Sending Wenzi to Cao Jiangdong"
15. I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. ——Anonymous "Plucking Wei"
16. After ten years of sharpening a sword, I have never tried the frost blade. ——Jia Dao's "Swordsman/Sword Story"
17. A strong ambition will not grow old with age, but it will still be a ghost after death. ——Lu You's "Five Poems of Indignation·Part 2"
18. The lanterns are shining brightly and the carved saddles are flying. Who can remember the heroic deeds of those years?
——Lu You's "Magpie Bridge Immortal Huadeng Zongbo"