People are always very cheap. They clearly know the result and want to stay away, but they turn round and round, as if one turn can change anything.
Who said that? In this life, what is done is done. I have a bunch of flowers born in the hot sun in my heart.
Better than all good wines,
The scorching fragrance flooded the scarecrow's chest,
The spirit of the grass is endless. It's very kind of you. How much I want to be with you.
Forget it, you are so nice, let's not be together.
Don't be together, not in this life. A girl broke up with her boyfriend. The last message her boyfriend sent her was: "Your Majesty, I am retired." There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees. I wonder which poem of Du Fu made you cry?
Du Fu once wrote such a sentence in the poem "Give Eight Guards to Chu Shi": "Farewell to your unmarried husband, and now these boys and girls are lined up." Du Fu has a very high opinion among the people and is called a poet. From his poems, we can always read a tragic feeling of worrying about the country and the people. These two poems are not about Du Fu's sad and gloomy patriotic feelings, but about his attachment to his former friendship. These two poems are very simple. Through narrative sentences, many years have passed, and the contrast between the front and back scenes constitutes a huge contrast. The screenwriter has no intention, but looks at the heart. This poem seems to show many people's nostalgia for their old friends, which makes people cry.
Du Fu wrote at the beginning of "Giving Eight Guards" that "friends are hard to meet, and stars are hard to meet in the morning and evening". Everyone will meet all kinds of travelers in his life. Meeting and knowing each other are like two intersecting lines. The friends who used to be inseparable have also separated with time, not emotionally, but in distance, just like the stars in the sky-Canxing and Shangxing, which rise and fall when they don't intersect. Poetry is always easy to arouse people's emotions. Everyone seems to live a different life, but in the dark, they have a very suitable point.
At the beginning of Du Fu's poem, a person's memories are aroused, which makes people feel heavier and heavier. As the line of sight reaches the sentence "Farewell to your unmarried husband, but now it's a row of boys and girls", it seems to be a tear of the full text. I haven't seen my former friends for many years. In those days, I spent it together in Take My Shadow, and let the three of us describe our ideals and ambitions and express our grief. Du Fu's friends were still unmarried when they left, and when they met again, their children were already in droves. Seemingly simple words actually contain too many stories, which makes people move.
Many times, it is not those poems with beautiful images, nor those constructed tragic scenes, but events that people feel used to but are full of sadness in simple and plain sentences. The reason why Du Fu's poem can make people cry is that this narrative completely pokes the real situation of many people.
Will anyone cry when reading Li Sao for the first time ... As for the single poem, I cried when I saw Bai Juyi writing to Yuan Zhen, "You buried the mud in the spring, and I sent the snow all over the world". Lin Wanrong, the male host, found the trace of Xiao Qingxuan in court. Xiao Qingxuan disappeared, leaving a painting with wet ink and a poem in the upper right corner.
Dusk and early spring come late, before the flowers know it.
Peach blossoms are planted every year and bloom when their hearts are broken.
I was shopping in a small shop just now, and when I heard this poem, I burst into tears. Looking back now, a simple five-character poem can actually do so much harm to my feelings. I don't understand why I did this, so I came to Baidu. What poems make people cry when they read them? 1. It's no use for Xiaoya. She got off to meet Xiang Wei.
Rong owns China, and human beings are extinct.
If the Ming king is not prosperous, who will be with us?
Sticking to the Spring and Autumn Period is a great failure.
-"Wen Tianxiang and Qi Yi Xi Folk Songs"
Huizhou cried for her mother the year before last, and Pizhou cried for her mother last year.
Where did you wander this year? Chrysanthemum was in Yanshan Prison.
The yellow flowers are like yesterday, and the arrows are both sick.
Dying on earth is a great event, but having a rich family has no effect.
It's just that now who is guarding the grave has scattered a pile of soil in the country.
The eldest son is a mess. There are two sons and two daughters.
A son and a daughter also set up donations in Yan and Flo.
A son and a daughter sacrifice at home. When they are sick, they take off their linen and sleep every day.
I dreamed of returning to my old country at night, and suddenly I saw colors on the sea.
With a crow of chickens, tears filled the bed and turned into blood-clearing clothes and wet clothes.
What do you mean by latitude in those days? My parents caressed my pillow one night.
Loyalty has been incomplete since ancient times, and the world is so full.
My wife was born in Qi Wei after the founding of the People's Republic of China. She was born with honor and disgrace and died together.
You have no regrets about the destruction of your country and the death of your family.
Jiro has made a portal map, and his mother Maimanzhou was buried in Jiangnan.
I don't know when I can return to my brother's bones, but the fox should die on the first hill.
-Wen Tianxiang's "Crying Mother Daxiang"
3. Ten years is too long to live and die, and you will forget it without thinking.
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.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
-"Su Shi, Jiang, Dreaming on the 20th of the first month"
4. Ge Sheng Meng Chu, Yi Yuman Ye.
Give the beauty to die here. Who and who? Alone!
Ge Sheng is full of thorns and vines.
Give the beauty to die here. Who and who? Take a break!
The corner pillow is awkward and the brocade is rotten.
Give the beauty to die here. Who and who? Du Dan!
Summer and winter nights.
After a hundred years old, return home!
Winter night, summer.
After being a hundred years old, go back to his room!
-"The Book of Songs tang style Ge Sheng"
5. Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine. The spring palace in the city is full of willows.
The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years.
No, no, no!
Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Mo, Mo, Mo!
-"Lu you chai tou feng"
6. The world is thin and human, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk.
The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different. Today is not yesterday. A sick soul is often like a thousand ropes.
The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy.
Hide, hide, hide!
-"Tang Wan Chai Feng"
1, no green plum, green plum withered, fragrant everywhere.
If you don't see a bamboo horse, you will grow old and miss Wan Li.
From then on, everyone I fell in love with looked like you.
2. Ten years and one sword, Jianghu Xiao Sheng became a knight for the first time.
Riding on the world of mortals, wind and sand are everywhere.
Bring the horse back, and when the sun goes down, you won't be drunk.
3. Are the boys in the mountain city as sad as me?
I haven't been there. I'm involved in old dreams in Beijing.
The bluebird is extinct. Who will send me a mountain of stationery?
4, Jianghu Xiao Sheng, accustomed to the vicissitudes of neon.
You are also good at playing the piano and fiddling with prosperity in the palm of your hand.
Life is light, but half-life love is so heavy.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
6. The city that never sleeps in Duanyang Festival is full of neon.
Lantern parade, gongs and drums painting, happy.
Climb high and look far, and lose your scenery, which is bleak and unremarkable.
7, like is not a whim, you blame me for perfunctory.
You say love does its best, and you do it.
Lost in trust, you belittle all my vows.