What can I do on the bridge?
Right and wrong, forget the river.
There was no right or wrong before Sanshengshi,
Meng Po will meet at Wangxiangtai.
Naihe bridge
( 1)
Flowers scattered across the river according to the road, Chuanjiang has seen Naihe Bridge.
Sansheng lettering stone tablet, who hates it and sighs loneliness!
I have mixed feelings about what happened yesterday, and my eyes are full of tears.
Clouds are rolling, purple dreams, dust and smoke are gone, and then look at the countryside.
(2)
However, reincarnation will eventually pass, and a bowl of tea and a bowl of soup will lead to the front.
All dreams are forgotten, and love and hate are scattered into smoke.
From then on, there is no pain in my heart, and the past is like a dream.
If the afterlife is not like this life, who will go to sleep?
(3)
In a long dream, I think of it. It is blue in Leng Yue and the wind.
Looking back, I will never regret it, but this life is just a bridge!
Regarding Naihe Bridge in Fengdu, Chongqing, there are two bridges:
Virtue cultivation is the easy crossing of the river bridge; Greed and sin, sharp knife mountain can not escape.
Three steps across the Naihe Bridge, knowing good and evil; Go through the gold and silver road in one breath and bless you to get rich.
ancient folk songs of four seven-character lines with love or local topics as their theme
Old ghost on Sanshengshi, don't talk about enjoying the moon and singing the wind.
Shamed old friends come from afar, although the opposite sex remains the same.
Wang sansheng
I rock and roll, into the hero's grave, and my feelings are indestructible.
The second rock is broken, the wedding bridge is ferried, and the mandarin ducks fly together.
The third piece of jade burned, vowing to keep Jin Yumeng alive and die together.
sansei stone
Looking at three lives on a stone, it is doomed to last forever.
Who have you been in love with in your last life? Whether we will meet again in the afterlife!
In this life, the dream breaks the yellow road, and there are tears in front of the flowers on the other side.
Who carved in front of the bloody stone? What floor does the township station look at with tears?
Love this life in a charming dream, not envious of immortals or monks.
If you don't go far on the bridge, you will meet your reincarnation partner in the afterlife.
Long past blowing in the wind, tender feelings around Gu Teng.
Tender feelings are cast in stone, and vows are accompanied by mountain alliances.
On the other side of bloom, forget the river.
There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.
sansei stone
Look at the three lives on the stone, and the flowing water is horizontal every year.
He used to be a fairy, but he just followed the river without trace.
Don't come to countless mountains in the spring, there is water in the spring.
The rivers and mountains are hard to comfort me, and the spring moon is boundless and graceful.
I looked at the distant mountains for Fang Fei, but I couldn't see them clearly.
After chasing the light and worrying about spring, I was homesick for a moment.
The sun is nameless, and the soul is so light and sweaty.
Autumn wind came, the leaves fell, and the autumn wind killed a desert.
Don't say that the red leaves are lovesick, and countless lovesick words are hard to carry.
Thinking about the flying snow seems to be waiting, and no one picks it.
Cangshan is poor and deep, silent and unintentional.
It is not easy to die after death, especially in the spring breeze.
There are three lives on a stone, and what is under it is not returned every year?
It's just that today the wind is stone, and we don't know each other.
2. Poems about Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone, and Flowers on the Other Side. There is nothing to do on Naihe Bridge. There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and there must be Meng Po near the Homeward Terrace. Flowers bloom on the other side, maple leaves are oblique, and a river is sad, flowing slowly.
Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves. Wandering around, the world moves, the flames are soaring, and good dreams follow the grave.
The lights are dim, and the moon is full of nonsense, but my heart is frozen. "Sansheng Stone" looks at Sansheng on Sansheng Stone, and flowing water crosses the river every year. He used to be a fairy, but he just followed the river without trace.
Don't come to countless mountains in the spring, there is water in the spring. The rivers and mountains are hard to comfort me, and the spring moon is boundless and graceful.
I looked at the distant mountains for Fang Fei, but I couldn't see them clearly. After chasing the light and worrying about spring, I was homesick for a moment.
The sun is nameless, and the soul is so light and sweaty. Autumn wind came, the leaves fell, and the autumn wind killed a desert.
Don't say that the red leaves are lovesick, and countless lovesick words are hard to carry. Thinking about the flying snow seems to be waiting, and no one picks it.
Cangshan is poor and deep, silent and unintentional. It is not easy to die after death, especially in the spring breeze.
There are three lives on a stone, and what is under it is not returned every year? It's just that today the wind is stone, and we don't know each other. I hope the rock will emerge and become a tomb of heroes. My feelings are indestructible.
The second rock is broken, the wedding bridge is ferried, and the mandarin ducks fly together. The third piece of jade burned, vowing to keep Jin Yumeng alive and die together.
3. What poems are there about Naihe Bridge, flowers on the other side, Sansheng Stone and Forgotten River? 1. Revision of Three Holy Poems in Tang Dynasty
Who will get the miracle will wander around. One hasn't. Where did the three come from?
There are cold dew drops in the clear night and crazy clouds in the day. It should be supernatural, and everything can be guessed.
2. "Appreciating Zhang Xianggong and Seeing it" was revised in Tang Dynasty.
Zhou Lang has a good bosom friend and always likes the external feelings of monks. I don't know how to rest when I close the door.
I can do nothing but live deep in the mountains. I feel that I haven't got the Sanshengshi yet, and SAO Ya's love turns nine to gold.
But it seems that Xiao Hejiang is also looking for each other.
3. In the Tang Dynasty, Jing Zhu sent three poems by Miracle, the elder brother of the great monk.
Seventy-three years of electric shock, tooth failure and gas failure. There is a proverb that spreads all over the world.
I feel ashamed and have no intention of sending it to Lingnan. Shu Qi, Jr. knows the market too well, but he forgot to leave Yuntan because he cooked incense late.
Those who are close to the peak road will snap their fingers to peel off vines and wrap old stone niches.
Fifteen years ago, I went to the west of the lake, crossed Bailianzhai and came to the west. The war situation has changed, and the letter will never change.
Wu Chu's long road is fascinating. Huang Yeyu once realized with me, who is near Yun Lan?
Spring remnant remembers Jiang Jing 'an, cuckoo crows on his head.
Monks from He Ling come to talk to you in detail, but it is difficult to follow the noble track before. Self-investment in Nanyue Sansheng Stone,
There are some clouds near the western hills. Dan's visit to Ge Hong has no old stove, and the concept of searching for souls in his poems remains.
Don't treat parting as separation, your heart is empty.
Step 4 spend it on the other side
Thousands of green flowers, maple leaves oblique,
Sad river, slowly green eyes.
Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves.
Wandering around, the world moves, the flames are soaring, and good dreams follow the grave.
The lights are dim and bitter, the moon is talking nonsense, and my heart is choking.
5. Naihe Bridge
There is nothing you can do on Naihe Bridge, but you can't forget Hechuan River.
There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai.
6. Liu Chenweng's "Qinyuanchun" in the Song Dynasty
It is natural that there are two ways to become a Buddha and give birth to heaven. Let the ancestors come first. Look at those two or three old people, vaguely on my list, how many recruits there are, and how many small Qi years there are. The purple meets the stranger, the green hills go alone, and the staff sings and listens to spring. Once in a century, childhood is rare, but it is still old.
My cows are no longer ploughed. When it rains, the road is slippery, and the mud is deep and whip-long. Sighing for ten years, how to make up for it? There are all kinds of opportunities on Sanshi. White hair came, Zhu Yan left, and a crazy song fell beside the wine. Who is like me, like an official slave who meditates in San San?
4. Poems about Naihe Bridge, Flowers on the other shore, Sansheng Stone and Forgotten River. There is no choice but to cross the forgotten river on the Naihe Bridge. Before Sansheng X, there was no right or wrong, and there would be Meng Po on the homesickness platform. Flowers bloom on the other side, maple leaves are oblique, a river is sad, and the eyes are slowly blue.
Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves. Wandering around, the world moves, the flames are soaring, and good dreams follow the grave.
The lights are dim, and the moon is full of nonsense, but my heart is frozen. "Sansheng Stone" looks at Sansheng on Sansheng Stone, and flowing water crosses the river every year. He used to be a fairy, but he just followed the river without trace.
Don't come to countless mountains in the spring, there is water in the spring. The rivers and mountains are hard to comfort me, and the spring moon is boundless and graceful.
I looked at the distant mountains for Fang Fei, but I couldn't see them clearly. After chasing the light and worrying about spring, I was homesick for a moment.
The sun is nameless, and the soul is so light and sweaty. Autumn wind came, the leaves fell, and the autumn wind killed a desert.
Don't say that the red leaves are lovesick, and countless lovesick words are hard to carry. Thinking about the flying snow seems to be waiting, and no one picks it.
Cangshan is poor and deep, silent and unintentional. It is not easy to die after death, especially in the spring breeze.
There are three lives on a stone, and what is under it is not returned every year? It's just that today the wind is stone, and we don't know each other. I hope the rock will emerge and become a tomb of heroes. My feelings are indestructible.
The second rock is broken, the wedding bridge is ferried, and the mandarin ducks fly together. The third piece of jade burned, vowing to keep Jin Yumeng alive and die together.
5. What are the poems describing "the love of Naiheqiao in three generations and ten generations"? 1. I hope to unite and never part. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"
Interpretation: I thought that if I married a single-minded man, I could fall in love and be happy forever.
2, linglong dice Ann red beans, bone acacia know. -The article "Two Songs of Nan Gezi"
Interpretation: the red dot on the beautifully made dice, like the most lovesick red bean, goes deep into the bone marrow and expresses my deep love for you, you know?
3, who wants to say acacia, shallow lovers don't know. -Yan's Sauvignon Blanc.
Interpretation: Who do you want to tell about lovesickness? Even if you say it, shallow people (people with no deep feelings) can't understand it after all!
4. Return with tears, and hate not meeting and not getting married. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Interpretation: In fact, there is no regret in my heart. My husband and I met early and have deep feelings. I have to live up to your sincerity. You are also the person I admire. If we meet before I get married,
5, lazy to pick flowers, half the sky and half the gentleman-Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection (IV)
Interpretation: rushing through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
6. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Interpretation: I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and you live in the bottom of the Yangtze River.
7. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
Interpretation: I only hope that your heart is the same as mine and will not live up to my infatuation.
8. Hating you is not like the moon, north and south, east and west, north and south. -Lv Benzhong's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Hating Jun is not like a River"
Interpretation: I hate that you are not like the bright moon hanging on the riverside building. No matter how people wander, the bright moon is always with people.
How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown. -Li Bai's Resentment
Interpretation: the beauty rolls up the bead curtain and waits, sits up and locks her eyebrows.
10, Qiang tube covered with frost, people can't sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"
Commentary: The melodious Qiang flute sounded, the weather was cold and the ground was covered with frost and snow. Late at night, the soldiers couldn't sleep well: the general's beard and hair turned white because of military action; The soldiers have been guarding the border for a long time, and they are also crying when they are injured.
6. Poems about Naihe Bridge: Flowers bloom on the other side, but why flowers bloom on the other side of Naihe Bridge? Forget the river, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, this river boat sails on this river, flowers bloom on the other side, and heartbroken grass breaks its heart. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? In front of Sanshengshi, Sandie bloom, crying alone, gorgeous people do not return.
At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty.
Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! How can the flowers on the other side bloom in front of Naihe Bridge on the other side? I can't help but forget the river and sell the three stones under my hometown. Meng Po's nirvana is filled with magical love. If MengMeng spends the rest of his life dancing, the moon will pass by and the wind will sing. Flowers bloom on the other side, and rivers forget Sichuan. There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.
Past lives are known in this life. On Sanshengshi, the surname is the flower on the other side. When I was in bloom on the other side, I only saw flowers, but I didn't see them open for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, and feelings are not causal. Fate is doomed to life and death. On the other side of bloom, in bloom, there was only a mass of red flowers. There are no leaves or flowers, but we can't meet each other. Alone on the other side of the road, we met in a dream. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood. You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life for a long time in the dark. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. You are old at last, and I am still falling. You came to the underground river in front of the ferry and gave me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. When you set foot on the bridge, quiet inside, your heart sank. I closed the messy flowers, my heart was broken, and my heart was desperate. The lingering fragrance of flowers can't compare with the forgetting of bitter soup. I am still alive, but I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely forever. Only on this shore can I hesitate. Fireworks are all about how much dust there is between wind and rain. Dreams are all about what you see when the water flows eastward. Remember, it is in full bloom, flowers are flowers ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind blows away. There won't be ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I will wait 3000 days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. My heart is as heavy as a stone. My heart is broken and hopeless. My flowers are fragrant and I can't overcome the forgetfulness of bitter soup. I am still alive. I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. At that moment, I fell in love with you. There is no escape. I'll wait 3000 days for the stars to move you away. I still fall into the three rivers, flowers on the other side, and flowers on the other side bloom brilliantly. Xianxiansu hand-folded flower stems, never forget the half-life fate.
Looking at the end of the water, I miss it painfully but sweetly. Tears slowly fall, but the other shore is not this shore.
7. Find the best answer to the ancient poems about the other shore flowers, Naihe Bridge and Sanshengshi. Flowers bloom on the other side, but flowers bloom on the other side of Naihe Bridge, and the grass is heartbroken! Forget the river, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, this river boat sails on this river, flowers bloom on the other side, and heartbroken grass breaks its heart. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? In front of Sanshengshi, Sandie bloom, crying alone, gorgeous people do not return.
At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty.
Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! How can the flowers on the other side bloom in front of Naihe Bridge on the other side? I can't help but forget the river and sell the three stones under my hometown. Meng Po's nirvana is filled with magical love. If MengMeng spends the rest of his life dancing, the moon will pass by and the wind will sing. Flowers bloom on the other side, and rivers forget Sichuan. There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.
Past lives are known in this life. On Sanshengshi, the surname is the flower on the other side. When I was in bloom on the other side, I only saw flowers, but I didn't see them open for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, and feelings are not causal. Fate is doomed to life and death. On the other side of bloom, in bloom, there was only a mass of red flowers. There are no leaves or flowers, but we can't meet each other. Alone on the other side of the road, we met in a dream. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood. You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life for a long time in the dark. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. You are old at last, and I am still falling. You came to the underground river in front of the ferry and gave me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. When you set foot on the bridge, quiet inside, your heart sank. I closed the messy flowers, my heart was broken, and my heart was desperate. The lingering fragrance of flowers can't compare with the forgetting of bitter soup. I am still alive, but I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely forever. Only on this shore can I hesitate. Fireworks are all about how much dust there is between wind and rain. Dreams are all about what you see when the water flows eastward. Remember, it is in full bloom, flowers are flowers ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind blows away. There won't be ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I will wait 3000 days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty.
8. What poems are there about Naihe Bridge, flowers on the other side, Sansheng Stone and Forgotten River? Three sacred stones, Tang pilgrimage objects, will be won, stay everywhere.
One hasn't. Where did the three come from? There are cold dew drops in the clear night and crazy clouds in the day.
It should be supernatural, and everything can be guessed. "Appreciate Zhang Xianggong to see him" Zhou Lang, Guan Xiu in Tang Dynasty, was a bosom friend and often loved monks' feelings.
I don't know how to rest on the grass, but I can't live in the mountains. I feel that I haven't got the Sanshengshi yet, and SAO Ya's love turns nine to gold.
But it seems that Xiao Hejiang is also looking for each other. "Three Poems of Jing Zhu Sending Monk Feeling to Brother Chan" In the Tang Dynasty, Miracle was shocked for seventy-three years, his teeth clenched and he was unhappy.
There is a saying that spread all over the world. I feel ashamed and have no intention of sending it to Lingnan. Shu Qi, Jr. knows the market too well, but he forgot to leave Yuntan because he cooked incense late.
Those who are close to the peak road will snap their fingers to peel off vines and wrap old stone niches. Fifteen years ago, I went to the west of the lake, crossed Bailianzhai and came to the west.
Although the war changes from time to time, Wu Chu's road leaders are fascinated by it. Huang Yeyu once realized with me, who is near Yun Lan?
Spring remnant remembers Jiang Jing 'an, cuckoo crows on his head. Monks from He Ling come to talk to you in detail, but it is difficult to follow the noble track before.
Since the cast Nanyue Sansheng stone, a few clouds on the edge of the western mountain. Dan's visit to Ge Hong has no old stove, and the concept of searching for souls in his poems remains.
Don't treat parting as separation, your heart is empty. "Flowers on the other shore" full of green, a maple leaf slanting dusk, a melancholy river, flowing slowly.
Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves. Wandering around, the world moves, the flames are soaring, and good dreams follow the grave.
The lights are dim and bitter, the moon is talking nonsense, and my heart is choking. "Naihe Bridge" Naihe Bridge is helpless, and right and wrong are not crossing the river.
There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai. In the Song Dynasty, Liu Chenweng became a Buddha and was born into heaven, which were naturally two paths.
Look at those two or three old people, vaguely on my list, how many recruits there are, and how many small Qi years there are. The purple meets the stranger, the green hills go alone, and the staff sings and listens to spring.
Once in a century, childhood is rare, but it is still old. My cows are no longer ploughed.
When it rains, the road is slippery, and the mud is deep and whip-long. Sighing for ten years, how to make up for it? There are all kinds of opportunities on Sanshi.
White hair came, Zhu Yan left, and a crazy song fell beside the wine. Who is like me, like an official slave who meditates in San San?