God took my beloved wife and my son. Although those eyes are not dry, sadly, my heart is dead. Rain falls, falls to land, and pearls sink to the bottom of the sea. But pearls can be found in the sea. If you want to find rain, you can also dig. Only one man died in his grave, and he knew that there was no hope since ancient times. I beat my chest and asked who to ask, only to see my haggard ghostly self in the mirror.
2. Autumn Record-Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Cao
However, in the twenty-two years of the Han dynasty, it was not good. Give a monkey a bath and wear a crown. Hesitant, afraid to break through, because the inaugural king. Bai Hong is also the first to bear the brunt of Japan's infiltration. Thieves and ministers hold the national handle to kill the Lord and destroy Yujing. Swing through the emperor's inheritance, the ancestral temple was burned. Spread all over the west and cry. Looking at Belo City, I am very sad.
3. "Two Celebrations of Wine"-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
There are fanatics in Siming, which is really romantic. Chang 'an calls me a fairy as soon as we meet. What used to be a good cup turned into Panasonic dust. Scarab changed wine, but she remembered tears and towels.
When the madman returned to Siming, Yin Shan Taoist greeted him. Dedicate Mirror Lake to the glory of Juntai Marsh. People die in their hometown, and there are lotus flowers in the air. It hurts me to miss this dream.
4. "Crying Liu Shangshu's two dreams"-Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The four seas are as famous as Bai and Liu, and they have to be prepared for a hundred years. Poor and sick from leisure, died in front of the old man. A glass of wine hero jun and Cao Cao, the article is slightly gentle and I know the mountain. Hyun-ho died, but he should have gone down the river in a tiny place.
Today, I cried and said that I was lonely, and the bedroom door was full of tears. I wonder what's the use of the bow and arrow? I'm afraid my lips will die and my teeth will dry up! I buried Baoyu in the poor spring, and I hung Sang Yu in the landscape. The evening performance is not far, but I asked if I had seen it.
5. "Crying Xuancheng makes good wine"-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The old spring will be brewed in Ji Minruo's grave. There is no dawn at night. Who are you selling wine to?
2. Su Shi's poem "Recalling Dreams on the 20th of the First Month of Jiang" in the Song Dynasty.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.
Interpretation of vernacular:
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you. I can't bear to miss you. But it will be unforgettable after all. Lonely graves thousands of miles away, there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if we meet, you won't recognize me. I am covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I returned to my hometown in my dream, at the window of the cabin. I'm dressing up. You and I are silent and sad, only tears fall thousands of lines. Imagine that grave mountain with bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss you every year.
Extended data
The eulogy written by Su Shi, a writer in the Song Dynasty, for Wang Fu reveals endless sadness and yearning. This word is sentimental, and every word is bloody and tearful.
The combination of reality and reality highlights the thoughts of the deceased and deepens the sad tone of the whole poem. The words are simple and homely, but they are carved from the heart, natural and profound, and simplicity contains simplicity. The whole poem is euphemistic, endless in realm and sad in artistic conception, and it is a famous article.
In fact, the word "dreaming" is lyrical except for the following five sentences about dreams. The first three sentences are empty, frank and touching. "Ten years of life and death are two boundless", where will you go, the dead don't know the world, and the living don't know the dead.
3. Remember my late father's poem 1. I miss my loved ones and cry all night, and I will get it again in the morning.
Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow. 2. Ji Zuo's yellow spring should also brew old springs.
Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai? 3, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
4, care for each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
5, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down.
6, rattan bed paper account sleep, endless, no thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.
7. The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.
8, the spring city is full of flowers, cold food Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
9. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.
10, everything is wrong. Like what? What is the difference?
Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. 1 1, even if you meet, you should not know, your face is dusty and your temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. 12, only hate to be boring.
Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.
13, Xie Min's favorite daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.
14, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
What hope do I have in the darkness of our graves? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
16, a corner of the sunset painting on the city mourned, and the non-pool terrace in Shen Yuan was revived. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
17, the road is near the south of the city, afraid to go. Shen Jiayuan was the most injured; Incense wears plum blossoms on the guest sleeves, and Qingsi Bridge is born in spring. 18, the small street in the south of the city meets spring again, and only plum blossoms are not seen; Jade bone has been in spring for a long time, and ink marks are still locked between dust walls.
19, we joked that a long time ago, one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
20, dusty curtains, poor thing. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros.
2 1, the original grass and dew will come out as soon as possible. Old habitat and new growth.
Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? 22. I continue your generosity to us men and women. Sometimes, in my dreams, I bring you gifts.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad. 23, the fragrant grass is fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled.
Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you. 24. After 40 years of broken dreams, the old man in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death. 25. At dinner, we must pick wild herbs and use dried Sophora leaves as kindling.
Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks. I miss my dead relatives. My father has been dead for a year, and I was not with him when he left.
Now that the first Tomb-Sweeping Day has come, I can't go back to propose a toast to him and knock a few heads. Looking at my hometown, I feel helpless.
4. Poetry 1 In memory of grandpa's death, Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
Last night, I suddenly came home in my dream. Xiao Xuan was at the window, dressing up, caring for nothing, but tears flowed thousands of lines. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
The willows on the west side make the spring soft, but the tears cannot be gathered in lizhu. On Bi Ye Zhu Qiao Festival, people didn't see the water run away.
2, the voice is still with a kind smile,
Memories between grandparents and grandchildren.
A wisp of yearning sends rain at night,
The two worlds are separated by hazy eyes.
I am a quite famous fairy, and I am learning flying skills here.
If you can't go back from Crane Immortal, it will be an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
5, Fei Xianduo, there are relics in the super shake. The yellow crane is in front, emphasizing and adding color.
6. The yellow Crane Immortal is gone forever, and the excess water will flow from the east to the sea.
7. In the first month, I was shocked to learn that Grandpa went by crane.
Without company, life and death are endless.
Anger at Yamaraja's soul is hateful and impermanent.
Filial piety is never reported. May God be happy.
8, the spring and autumn have passed, and the face is auspicious.
The breeze blows the willows in Dai Xiao, and the frost makes them depressed.
Last year, I went to the fairy in the middle of winter, and wise Ye Wei left moss.
Grateful to send the moon, write poems and let go of feelings.
9, three years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
5. What are the ancient poems about "remembering the deceased elders"?
1, Cold Food on Tomb, Yang Wanli (Southern Song Dynasty)
Go straight to your husband!
Can this bridge be out of danger?
The distant mountains are pale outside,
Broken house, lonely beside the wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
Comment: This is how the author felt when he went to the grave. Focus on rendering the bleak scene on the way to the underworld. Lonely broken houses and dangerous bridges all give people a feeling of helplessness. So "just worry about it."
2, "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
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 a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
This is a love poem written in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Su Shi/Kloc-9, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, married Wang Fu at the age of 0/9, and the husband and wife were harmonious and loving. Unexpectedly, Wang Fu died ten years later and was buried in his hometown. Ten years after his wife's death, Su Shi, a Michigan official, dreamed of his dead wife in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Although the living and the dead are separated forever, they are "unforgettable without thinking." Especially in the dream, the husband and wife care for each other silently, which is touching.
3, "Cold Food Wild Hope" Bai Juyi (Tang)
The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries.
The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pears reflect poplars, full of life and death.
I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
Comments: Bai Juyi is good at depicting the atmosphere in this poem. Paper money and ancient tombs fluttering in the wind give people a sense of killing and a sense of tranquility. Li Tang poplar was originally a landscape, but in Bai Juyi's eyes, "it's all life and death", which shows that life is impermanent.
4, "Cold Food Wild Hope" Bai Juyi (Tang)
The crow makes the trees faint, and the Qingming cold food cries.
The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the spring grass in the tomb is green.
Pears reflect poplars, full of life and death.
I don't hear the heavy spring crying, but the rustling rain makes people return.
Comments: Bai Juyi is good at depicting the atmosphere in this poem. Paper money and ancient tombs fluttering in the wind give people a sense of killing and a sense of tranquility. Li Tang poplar was originally a landscape, but in Bai Juyi's eyes, "it's all life and death", which shows that life is impermanent.
5, "Tomb-Sweeping Day" Huang Tingjian (Song)
Every holiday season, I miss my relatives, peaches and plums smile, and the Noda wilderness is only sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain.
It's unfair for people to sacrifice my arrogant concubine and wife, but it's unfair to burn them.
A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
Comments: I thought of the dead and the value of life in the wilderness from the flowers. Although no matter how wise or stupid, it is a mountain of Artemisia in the end, but the meaning of life is very different. As the contemporary people say, whether you are an official or for the people, you will eventually return to the same point: old. It's just that the process of life is different. The author's conception of this Qingming poem is much more profound, not only to mourn the dead, but also to alert the living.
6. Poems 1 In memory of the grandparents of the deceased ancestors, the Song Dynasty interpreted "Poems 205"
Zhan Zhan is not weak, but continuous.
The protection of Buddha III is its top, and it is the lifeblood of several generations.
Grandpa Cangtou lives in a cold place, and his white-haired children and grandchildren come to the door at night.
Vernacular interpretation
Zhan Zhan is not weak, but continuous. Buddha III protected the lifeblood taught to him by his ancestors. The servant's grandfather lives in a cold place, and his white-haired children and grandchildren pass by the door at night.
2. Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Poems in Qing Dynasty (1 1)
Grandfather's title is getting old, and I'm trying to be A Lang.
Jun En told Yuqiao that the tomb of seal script should be one hundred words long.
Vernacular interpretation
Grandfather's age is old, so I try to be a doctor. Your kindness is not enough to tell Yuqiao that what is needed in the tomb of seal script requires various word lengths.
3. Thirty-four Odes by Shi Ruqian in Song Dynasty.
That was the day when you didn't go to class.
The first building is full of shadows, which bothers me today.
On a snowy night, the golden sun crossed the hall, and on a hot day, the jade rabbit turned to her arms.
Miao Ye and grandchildren, all grandfathers.
Woodenhead shoots in the clouds, while the barren woman sucks underwater.
Vernacular interpretation
The hall was hidden by the owner in the old days. Borrowing movies is obvious, and the first grievance is today's worry. On a snowy night, the golden crow went to church, and on a hot day, the jade rabbit turned her arms. Miao Ye and grandchildren, all grandfathers. Woodenhead took the board and beat it in the cloud, while barren woman sheng gasped underwater.
4. Chen Zuo in Song Dynasty wrote "People's Day, My Nephew Drinks in a Bay"
When I was playing with my grandma in the past, I am Zhou Qiang now.
It is of great significance to repay future generations with a kiss from Window Three.
Vernacular interpretation
Recalling the past, I was by my grandmother's side, and Wakako was in Zhou Qiang one day. It is meaningful to distribute the words of three generations of relatives to children and grandchildren.
5. "Xu Ai Dai" in Song Dynasty
Recalling the past, I often lived with my grandmother. I went to church to celebrate and hung my beard.
10 years ago, they were wandering, and the underground will be fruitful.
Vernacular interpretation
I remember being with my grandmother and hanging my beard when I went to church to celebrate. I have been wandering for ten years, and there is no meeting underground.
7. What are the poems about "Mourning Grandpa's Death"-Tang Dynasty: Mei's wife is separated! Although those eyes are not dry, sadly, my heart is dead.
Rain falls, falls to land, and pearls sink to the bottom of the sea. But pearls can be found in the sea. If you want to find rain, you can also dig.
Only one man died in his grave, and he knew that there was no hope since ancient times. I beat my chest and asked who to ask, only to see my haggard ghostly self in the mirror. Autumn Record-Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Cao was only twenty-two years old and dishonest in the Han Dynasty.
Give a monkey a bath and wear a crown. Hesitant, afraid to break through, because the inaugural king.
Bai Hong is also the first to bear the brunt of Japan's infiltration. Thieves and ministers hold the national handle to kill the Lord and destroy Yujing.
Swing through the emperor's inheritance, the ancestral temple was burned. Spread all over the west and cry.
Looking at Belo City, I am very sad. Two Poems of Celebrating Prison after Drinking —— Tang Dynasty: Li Bai Siming has fanatics and is romantic to congratulate Ji Zhen.
Chang 'an calls me a fairy as soon as we meet. What used to be a good cup turned into Panasonic dust.
Scarab changed wine, but she remembered tears and towels. When the madman returned to Siming, Yin Shan Taoist greeted him.
Dedicate Mirror Lake to the glory of Juntai Marsh. People die in their hometown, and there are lotus flowers in the air.
It hurts me to miss this dream. Two Dreams of Crying for Liu Shangshu —— Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi is as famous as Bai and Liu, and it is the best policy to prepare for it for a hundred years.
Poor and sick from leisure, died in front of the old man. A glass of wine hero jun and Cao Cao, the article is slightly gentle and I know the mountain.
Hyun-ho died, but he should have gone down the river in a tiny place. Today, I cried and said that I was lonely, and the bedroom door was full of tears.
I wonder what's the use of the bow and arrow? I'm afraid my lips will die and my teeth will dry up! I buried Baoyu in the poor spring, and I hung Sang Yu in the landscape. The evening performance is not far, but I asked if I had seen it.
"Crying Xuancheng is good for brewing"-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's old spring is suitable for brewing yellow spring. There is no dawn at night. Who are you selling wine to? .
8. Poetry 1 expresses grief for the late grandfather. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" was born and died for ten years. Do not think, unforgettable, lonely in the grave, nowhere to talk.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. Last night, I suddenly came home in my dream. Xiao Xuan was at the window, dressing up, caring for nothing, but tears flowed thousands of lines.
It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling. The willows on the west side make the spring soft, but the tears cannot be gathered in lizhu.
On Bi Ye Zhu Qiao Festival, people didn't see the water run away. 2, the voice is still smiling kindly, recalling the feelings of grandparents and grandchildren.
A wisp of yearning sends rain at night, and the two worlds are separated again. I am a quite famous fairy, and I am learning flying skills here.
If you can't go back from Crane Immortal, it will be an empty Yellow Crane Tower. 5, Fei Xianduo, there are relics in the super shake.
The yellow crane is in front, emphasizing and adding color. 6. The yellow Crane Immortal is gone forever, and the excess water will flow from the east to the sea.
7. In the first month, I was shocked to learn that Grandpa went by crane. Without company, life and death are endless.
Anger at Yamaraja's soul is hateful and impermanent. Filial piety is never reported. May God be happy.
8, the spring and autumn have passed, and the face is auspicious. The breeze blows the willows in Dai Xiao, and the frost makes them depressed.
Last year, I went to the fairy in the middle of winter, and wise Ye Wei left moss. Grateful to send the moon, write poems and let go of feelings.
9, three years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.