Poetry about nostalgia 1. Ancient poems about remembering long-term love, ancient times
Zhou Nanguan Luo Guan Luo dove, in Hezhou.
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.
Relax. Tossing and turning. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. Jiaxu is ash, and Millennium is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Follow it back, the road is blocked and long, follow it back, in the middle of the water. "
Shu Qi, a Beijing girl, was in the corner of the city. Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head.
The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube. Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color.
This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare. It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection.
Commentary: This is a love song about a tryst between men and women. Girls deliberately hide in the corner of the city, "love but not see", and men are anxious to fidget and "scratch their heads". These two plain descriptions vividly show the interest of a couple when they first met.
After the date, the girl immediately gave him Tong Guan and Cao, and the man was ecstatic to express his love with a pun, which was gentle and delicate. The whole poem is fresh and lively, full of fun.
When reading this poem, readers will also be moved by its strong youthful atmosphere, and sincerely wish the couple happiness. After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river.
After all, this is not Qian Fan, and there is water everywhere, and I am heartbroken in Baipingzhou. If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court.
-Qin Guan's "Queqiao" will not be in love in his life, but will be in love and will be in love. -Xu Yuan Rethinking "Moon Song * Chun Qing" has been affectionate and hateful since ancient times, and the source of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.
-green; Shi Qing's The Story of the River is full of lovesickness and tears, throwing red beans, and endless spring flowers and flowers. -Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions said that he was homesick under the acacia tree, and Silang hated Mandy.
-Republic of China: Liang Qichao held hands and looked at him with tears, but he was speechless and choked up. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! -Liu Yong's "Yulinling" flowers float with water.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Looking around, lonely and sad. This time, what a sad sentence? -Li Qingzhao's "Sound Slow" went to the West Building without saying a word.
The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos.
It's sadness. It's not the usual smell. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
-Li Shangyin "Jinse" Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. -Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! -Don Du Qiuniang's "One-legged Monster" is full of fragrance and heartbreaking.
-Li Bai's "Qing Ping Er Diao" is getting wider and wider without regret, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Song; Liu Yong's Fengqitong has become empty and still like a dream.
-Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hate of life? "You know what I mean, I sympathize with you. You must ask for it! -Li Yu's "More Leaking Golden Bird" is on the head of Liu, and people are about after dusk. -Zhu's "Hawthorn" meets each other, which seems heartless.
-Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" When the world is poor, there is only endless acacia. However, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn, although my body does not have bright wings like a phoenix.
-Don; Li Shangyin's untitled life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. -Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring on the Jade Tower" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! -Han Han Yuefu evil Sauvignon Blanc is easy to flow, Surabaya flows, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, and Wu Shan is worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Tang Xiangsi Last year today, outside this door, peach blossoms set each other off.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. -Tang Cuihu talks about the water level of Yangliuqing River in Nanzhuang, Ducheng, and listens to the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny. -Liu Tang Yuxi Zhi Zhu Ci (3) Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Tang Sizhi for more than thirteen years, cardamom in early February.
The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain. Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. -Don Tu Mu's "Farewell" (two songs) was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled Last night's star, last night's wind, is the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! -Tang Li Shangyin Jinse advises you not to cherish golden clothes and to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.
-Tang Du Qiuniang's golden clothes and thin clouds are sharp, flying stars spread hatred, and both silver and Chinese are dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time? -In the Northern Song Dynasty, the fairy of Qin Guan Queqiao leaned against the dangerous building, looking forward to spring sorrow, and it was dark.
Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke? I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
-Liu Yong's ten years of love in the Northern Song Dynasty! Never think, never forget. 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. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. There is nothing to say, only a thousand tears.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" In the Northern Song Dynasty last January, the flower market was brightly lit.
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve. -In the Northern Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu gave birth to a child. The flowers withered, and the red and green apricots became smaller. Swallows fly, green water people go around.
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.
2. About the lost ancient poems
I lived at the head of the Yangtze River in Li Zhiyi in the Song Dynasty, and Jun lived at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your yearning for the Book of Songs. Nan Zhou? Guan pheasant Guan pheasant dove, in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
"Qi 'ao": Looking for Qi 'ao, bamboo is embarrassed. There are bandits and gentlemen, such as cutting, cutting, grinding, mourning and mourning.
There are bandits and gentlemen, so you can't be embarrassed. Looking forward to the Olympics, green bamboo.
There are bandits and gentlemen who turn a deaf ear? Xiuying will be as good as a star. I'm sorry
He Xi Xi, there are bandits and gentlemen, and finally you can't be embarrassed. Looking forward to the Olympics, green bamboo is like a basket.
There are bandits, such as gold, tin, jade, jade. Wide and wide, heavy and heavy.
Be good at joking, not abusing. "Picking Ge" is like picking Ge Xi. I haven't seen it for a day, such as March Xi! He chooses Xiao Xi, but he doesn't see you for a day, like Sanqiu Xi! Peter likes Ai Xi! Not seeing you for a day is like being three years older! Amethyst is a green scorpion, carefree in my heart.
If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower.
A day without seeing your face seems as long as March! The title of the book is Jinse, and people also regard it as an untitled work.
Because of its flowery words, lingering feelings, blurred scenes and profound meanings, there has always been a debate about what is the center of poetry. According to legend, Huang Tingjian, the founder of Jiangxi Poetry School in Song Dynasty, found it difficult to understand after reading Jinse, and even asked his teacher Su Dongpo for advice.
It can be seen that this poem has become the "Goldbach conjecture" in the literary world for more than 1000 years. The original poem goes like this: I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. There are tears in the sea, and the blue fields breathe their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! All the way Altair, all the way Altair, all the way Altair, all the way to the Han Dynasty, all the time, all the time, crying like rain, the Han Dynasty was clear and shallow, and the pulse between the two rivers could not be said to be evil. The folk songs of Han Yuefu are evil, and they want to know the king, and they have a long life. There are endless mountains and rivers. Yuefu folk songs can't sleep every night, and the bright moon burns. You should hear the sound of joy in the air. When I promised to meet Lang, my two hearts looked like one. How can I realize that I can't sing at four o'clock at night? In the Southern Dynasties, Yuefu folk songs sighed, and Berberis amurensis waved to Chunsheng with the autumn wind entering the window. Look up at the moon. It is 1000 feet thick, the ice is three feet thick, and the snow covers thousands of miles. My heart is like a pine and cypress, and my heart is like a child of the Yang family. I haven't grown up yet, and I grew up in a boudoir, and I'm still unknown.
But once you are elected as a monarch, you can't hide the gift from God. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. I can't help you when the emperor first noticed her and chose her as his bride.
Clouds in her hair, petals on her cheeks, golden ripples in her crown when she moves, hibiscus on a spring night. But the night in spring is very short, and the sun rises too fast. From the beginning, the emperor didn't go to the court early.
No time to enjoy the feast, his mistress in spring, his tyrant at night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shocked the whole earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feathers.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Pale yellow dust strolls in the wind, Xiao Ying, at the crack of the path of the dagger tower, they cross a cloud line.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . He will stretch the wick to the end, but he still can't sleep. ,.
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Liu Yong, in Song Dynasty, leans against the dangerous building wind, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke? I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Liang Shanbo and Shu threshold chrysanthemum worry about smoke and blue tears.
The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering.
Oblique light arrives.
I miss what I did before or ancient poems (ancient times)
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgic Sushi
The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history.
To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang.
Rock clouds break, waves beat the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up.
As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time!
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, lost in the smoke.
Ancient country fugue, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, early life, people.
Like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.
The Red Army is not afraid of arduous expeditions. The Red Army in Mao Zedong is not afraid of expedition, and Qian Shan is only idle.
Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha water beats the clouds and cliffs warm, and Dadu Bridge locks the bars cold.
I am glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.
4. What are the ancient poems expressing missing?
1. When I entered my lovesick door, I knew that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
2. desolation and parting should be the same, and it is the most difficult to clear up grievances. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
3. How can you be heartless if you don't meet each other? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
4. Love is hard to break when the sky is not old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose"
It seems that this star was not last night, for whom did the wind and dew stand in the dark. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love.
6. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs
7. I know that I have been in love for a long time, and I am disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn
8. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
9. How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House
10. The beast furnace sinks hookah, and pieces of green marsh flowers are written into the story of acacia line by line. -Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong
1 1. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
12. There is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian"
13. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
14. If you seal the inscription with tears, you will only die. -Wen, "The Recent Flowers"
15. He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. -Kuang Zhouyi's "Reducing the Word Huanxisha"
16. Life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
The ancients missed four poems of the ancients.
Title: To Li Bai at the end of the sky
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Genre: Five Principles
Content:
A cold wind is blowing from the distant sky. What are you thinking, old friend? .
The geese never answered me, and the rivers, lakes and seas were flooded by rain.
A poet should be careful to prosper, but the devil can trouble a vagrant.
It should be * * * murder. Throw him the poem, where he drowned himself in the Milo River.
Topic: pregnant with Li Bai in winter
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Genre: Five Principles
Content:
In my lonely study, I always think alone.
Look for more biographies of Jiashu, and don't forget the poems of Jiaogong.
A short brown wind and frost came in, but it was still late.
It was not a whim that led to the Lumen period.
[A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night] (Li Shangyin in in Tang Dynasty)
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
"Dune Gate to Send Du Fu" (Li Bai in Tang Dynasty)
What am I doing here? I'm lying in the city of sand dunes. There are ancient trees on the edge of the city, and autumn sounds ring day and night. Lu wine is not drunk, so sing a song for nothing. If you think of a gentleman, you will send him to the south.
【 Cry to celebrate the balance 】 (Li Bai in Tang Dynasty)
Japanese friend Chao Heng Heren bid farewell to Chang 'an and returned to Penglai Islands in the east. Like a bright moon, the sea does not return, and the mood of missing you is like a faint cloud hanging over Yuntai Mountain.
[Crying about Xuancheng's good brewing] (Li Bai in Tang Dynasty)
The old spring will be brewed in Ji Minruo's grave. There is no dawn at night, who is selling wine?
6. miss the poems of the ancients or friends
When welcoming a messenger to the capital.
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to deliver this.
Huayang fell to the ground and cried, smelling the dragon marks of Wuxi.
My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
Farewell through Jingmen
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Send Yuwen satrap to Xuanzhou City.
Stay away from the fog and Shan Ye, and enjoy yourself on the boat. The cymbals blow the Xijiang River, and the autumn sky is quiet. Far away from the ancient city, the moon is bright and cold. When the game is going on, it will honor the pavilion god and solve the teacher network again. Where to send acacia, the south wind blows five liang.
Stay away from Qiu Wei.
White clouds outside the saddle, lingering out of the front mountain. Today and tomorrow, I know my heart is not idle.
I want to give it to my ancestors, and I want to give it back when the warbler flowers. Looking back step by step, we are slowly approaching the customs.