Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. The following is what I carefully arranged for you, I hope you like it!
One: Tell all my
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. The following is what I carefully arranged for you, I hope you like it!
One: Tell all my friends sincerely.
My family is hardworking, comfortable and happy, and doesn't like luxury. I'm just a vegetarian, and I have long admired poetry.
My father is honest and kind, and he is still self-cultivation. I often say that people are good, but I blame myself for suffering; Learn from others' strengths and know your own weaknesses. It can be said that when we smell the village, the world is declining, and those who can stand on the festival are rare! Finally, I should be a teacher, study hard and enjoy it. Always seek knowledge by candlelight and study tirelessly; Never stop writing and forget to eat. Integrity can be described as: chalk thick ink books morality, pure heart writes spring and autumn. My brother is very impressed, diligent and cultured, diligent and kind. Sincerity is the heart. I am determined to practice and study hard, especially my brother, whose behavior and knowledge are above me, and I feel ashamed.
Someone doesn't have many wishes, wants to cultivate one's morality, make a name for himself, and is determined to be an official if he is good at learning. Unexpectedly, I wasted time, wasted years, stood for several years and achieved nothing. There is a stigma in ancestors, which makes people laugh in the countryside. Return to the grace of parents' education and be disciplined by teachers and friends. Tired Xuan planted in the high hall, bowed his head in other places. Lack of loyalty is thinner than filial piety. Seek not for the body, but for the world.
My brother is like a duckweed, wandering in a different place, with no regrets and filial piety. Today, I am hypocritical and greedy; My brother shengdeyada is honest. Every time I think about it, I feel sad. I can't hide my tears when I breathe too much, and my five internal organs burn.
My wife Tan was born in a businessman's family. Born smart, smart, reasonable and smiling. When I first met him, he was tall with long shawl hair. No powder, expect to fly, no decoration, extraordinary dust. In mid-spring, weak willows help the wind and flowers overflow. Even more, I feel that "flowers are close to the sky, and incense is sent to the dark." His nature is straightforward and neat, and he treats people sincerely, while the rest are pedantic, introverted, humble, soft and clumsy. He is full of sympathy and care for me. I thought such a beautiful woman was beyond my reach. His parents refused before, but he made up his mind and vowed to convince him. I hate being far apart today, dreaming. Every time the wind blows through the forest, the moon shadow is oblique. I hate talking about acacia at night. Now that the couple are married, the ceremony is like a dream. This feeling is endless and it is a great comfort to life!
In today's world, learning to be excellent is an official. However, learning is like a dime a dozen and a horn. Therefore, we must have a sincere heart to gain a foothold on the cone. Besides, fathers and brothers can't always live together, and the country can't always be protected. Once you are displaced and there is no one to protect you, you should ask for help.
Therefore, I sincerely tell people of insight all over the world that I want to encourage you. Or: "The doer will always succeed, and the traveler will always come." A profound statement. Don't be happy, don't be humiliated and don't be sad. When smelting, the furnace melts hard gold and dull iron; The sea and the Yangtze River contain all the rivers. Heaven works hard for me, and I am virtuous; The sky pained my heart, and I begged my way to strengthen myself; God is wise, I read Shang Xian's book; Heaven stands in my way, and I seek truth with justice. If you say so, a lifetime wish is enough!
It was in Meng Chun, and the north wind was howling. However, a few birds are melodious, and I don't think I can hear them thoroughly; A few wisps of cloud light curled up, which broadened my mind. I am very comfortable with you.
Second: study with your wife.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
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F: Just spread the letter.
Time flies, are you as white and as old as me? Life and death are different ways. Do you know how much I miss you? If there is a fate to meet each other; Do you remember the scene where we watched the moon, drank wine and wrote poems in the atrium?
Time mercilessly took away my youth and sharpness. I'm not the high-spirited teenager I used to be. Some people say that I should be a drinker in till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon. Laugh proudly at the world of mortals, remain uncorrupted and carefree. Or be a secular "loyal minister", obey the emperor's orders and enjoy the glory. However, I can't learn to play with pen and ink, so I hide my strength and bide my time. So now I have such a tragic ending. ...
The villain's "slander on state affairs" led to the "Wutai Poetry Case" and sent me to prison. His career was ill-fated and he was demoted again and again. From Beijing to the Yellow River, to Huizhou and Lianzhou ... I'm exhausted. "I imagined that when I was willing to pay tribute, Xiao Qiao was married, handsome and handsome, talking and laughing." Why didn't I show my talent when Zhou Lang was proud?
Foer, can you understand the helplessness of my ambition and the confusion of relegation? I don't care about food and luxury goods. Full of ambition to defend the border and serve the country, but not trusted by the king. I'm confused. Should I retire? Like Tao Qian, he reclaimed land in Ye Nan and picked chrysanthemums under the hedge. Retire to the countryside, accompany with poetry and wine, or follow in the footsteps of Li Bai, chanting loudly: "How does the water of the Yellow River move out of the sky and into the ocean, never to return?" In the mountains and rivers, swing a sword and travel around the world. ...
How comfortable that life is! But, can I? Listen, Phil, there are disasters and epidemics all over the world, and people are suffering. There are still so many people who are displaced and have no food to eat who are struggling in misery. What is my sorrow by comparison? What if you can't get the king's understanding! As long as people in the world can understand my heart, that's enough. I want to build water conservancy projects, help the victims and face difficulties with the people. Although my strength is weak, I believe that even the smallest strength can benefit the people as long as it persists. He lives in exile and is frustrated in officialdom, which is not enough to defeat me. As long as you stick to yourself with an open and sincere heart, you can still sing and walk calmly.
"I said juvenile madness, yellow on the left and blue on the right ... I can bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius."
Christopher, how can you have the heart to leave me in a hurry and leave me with regrets? Are those 30,000 pine trees on Matsuoka Island flourishing? Can I shelter you from the wind and rain? I am ashamed that I can't live with you forever. You should take good care of yourself in the days without my company. We will get married again in the afterlife.
Three: May there be a floating life, not for the Southern Tang Dynasty.
Summer is three wonders, the moon is sinking, the curtain is rolled up in the west building, and the biting sadness spreads wantonly. The dripping snuff consumed the rest of his life bit by bit. Nantangcheng has already changed hands, and the inheritance of the ancestors was destroyed. He was imprisoned for three years, wandering for three years, lonely and empty, sad for spring and autumn, regretting that he had been prosperous for a while, but nothing could reverse his misplaced fate. Idle dreams are far away, spring comes in the south, and the city flies and rolls. Think about it, read it, and don't want to say goodbye to it, and don't want to die in humiliation, but how can a prisoner under the order decide life and death? It's a relief to just seize this chance of remaining alive. Since then, it has nothing to do with countryside and romance. He is just Li Yu, my day and night, my afterlife.
That year, I was begging for luck, and the twilight was heavy. I cried in the jade fence, as if struggling, as if lamenting. I was born in the emperor's house because of the world of mortals. As everyone knows, the six sons of the emperor are kind and filial, good at writing and painting, and rich in forehead and teeth. It was Yuan Zong Excavate who gave the word "Shigemitsu". Yu Shun in ancient times and Jin Wengong in the Spring and Autumn Period were both heavy pupils. Is this a blessing or an accident?
Gong Wei is so deep, he grew up in the hands of women, or Buddhism, good living and abstinence from killing, sexual forgiveness, intimidation. He is good at calligraphy, painting, melody, poetry, rhetoric and history. He should be a handsome boy and a stranger to young people. However, we can't escape from the imperial palace for nine days, and we can't unload the imperial inheritance. The brother suspected that he was up to no good, and the official said that he had no sympathy for political affairs. What can he do? What can he do? A spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook. Flowers are full of Zhu, wine is full of Europe, and you are comfortable in the waves. I would like to smile for a boat, a bamboo coat and the world of mortals. I don't want to be immortal in the world, but I want to be independent of my body and temperament! In the year of "Hua Shao Violet", I accompanied her, leaning on Jiao on the embroidered bed, chewing red velvet, smiling, beautiful and happy. How many people are there in the world?
Things are unpredictable and unpredictable, and the chance of power struggle makes him the king of a country, challenging the ruined home country and society as a scholar. Since then, the Southern Tang National Games is one of them. Alas, how can such an elegant Zhong Ling person be defiled by the quagmire of power? Alas, he was not the only one who played tricks on people in this accident.
He doesn't like Qin Huang Hanwu, but he doesn't belong to Xia Jie and Shang Zhou. Because of his devotion to Buddhism, he reduced taxes, pardoned prisoners and treated others with leniency when he was in office. Although there is no achievement, it will not be groggy and powerless. However, in troubled times, inaction is fatal and can only be attributed to silence to death. In that romantic month, the flowers are bright and the moon is dark and foggy. Just go to Langbian today. At that moment, the red sun was three feet high, and the golden stove added incense to the beast; In that deep palace, cherry blossoms fall in the first month, like a bed leaning against a fumigation cage. Dancing on the stage can't move his helplessness; Pipa wine can't stop his emptiness. Seclusion is a luxury, so we have to spend it slowly in this thick palace wall, and we are out of oil and food.
Eight years after the treasure was opened, the thunder of fate broke his vague dream. The wind in Jiangnan is still lingering, and the rain in Jiangnan is still hazy. I just don't know where the Sri Lankan people are and what the Ming Dynasty was like. Once princes and princes met, now the country is ruined and everything is like a mirror. From then on, there was only one time in the Southern Tang Dynasty, just history.
Bianjing yard, bleak as if to stay here, soaked in spring and summer, flowing through autumn and winter. Hua Lin Xie Chunhong, cold rain in the morning, wind at night. The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the wind outside the window is raining. It's so cold and heartless. He stubbornly hid in a deserted heart, day and night, day and night. Why? Why? The past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery! Recalling the old days when I went to the garden, the car was like running water in Ma Rulong, and the flowers and the moon were spring breeze; I miss the past palace moths, and I see bright muscles and snow in the evening makeup, and I file them in the spring; With the memory of yesterday's Tang Palace, the Dragon House in Fengge is even more lonely, and Yushu is like a cigarette. However, this is a dream of Conan after all. He doesn't know that he is a guest in the dream. When he woke up, he was still disobedient, trapped in prison and not free. Infinite mountains and rivers are easier to see when you are away!
He used poetry to sing an elegy for the three years of the Southern Tang Dynasty, which also left a graceful and sad legacy for future generations. Speaking of vicissitudes of life, his beauty and softness have been smoothed away, leaving only desolation, only blood and tears. How much hate, in my dream last night! Life is like a dream. Over the past 40 years, my home country has been covered with mountains and rivers, and spring water has come out. The poet's innocence buried the reality and was murdered by it. Whether it's resentment or sadness, it's a foregone conclusion that I'm wrong in this life, and this bitter fruit has to be borne silently. But I thought to myself, this ending should not belong to him. The moon is as cool as water, carrying a book and burning a wick, wandering in the shadow of the moon; Xu Lai, the breeze caresses a piano, composes a tune, and the breeze is green. Only in this way can he not waste his talent. However, the world is safe, and I regret it in this life and mistakenly voted for the emperor's hometown; Lucky in this life, the word has been passed down through the ages.
It's Tanabata again, the clouds are smart, and the flying stars spread grievances. He went to the west wing alone, singing a song of spring flowers and autumn moon, sighing about the past. For three years, he has been fooling around; For three years, he and Shao Guang languished together. Endless sadness is like a river flowing eastward. He shouldered too much for his royal status, shattered his dreams, missed his life, and finally sacrificed his life for Nantang, ending this 42-year mistake.
When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
I hope there will be an afterlife, I don't envy Houmen, I don't envy the emperor's hometown, I cherish the heart of a son, I admire the moon, I chase the cliff to scare the wind, and I look forward to a leisurely trip around the world.