1. Are there any poems similar to "The flowers are blooming on the Moshang, and you can slowly return home"
"The flowers are blooming on the Moshang, and you can slowly return home" comes from a poem written by the King of Wuyue to his wife. The letter means that the flowers on the field road are blooming, it’s time for you to come back, and expresses my longing for my wife. The specific verses about longing are as follows:
1. The exquisite dice are decorated with red beans, and I miss you deeply. ——From "Two Poems of Nangezi/Poems of Newly Added Willow Branches" by Wen Tingyun of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The small and exquisite dice are embedded with the red beans that symbolize lovesickness. Do you know that the red beans that mean lovesickness are embedded in your bones? Is this how I love you?
2. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. ——From "Bu Suanzi·I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" written by Li Zhiyi in the Song Dynasty
Translation: I only hope that your thoughts are like mine, and you will definitely not live up to our longing for each other.
3. Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. ——From "The Order of Love in Spring" written by Xu Zaisi of the Yuan Dynasty
Translation: I have never known what lovesickness is from the time I was born to now. I have just understood what lovesickness is, but I am still tortured by lovesickness. .
4. Enter my lovesickness door and know the pain of my lovesickness. Long lovesickness brings long-lasting memories, but short lovesickness brings endless longing. ——From "Autumn Wind Ci" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Entering the door of lovesickness, I know the pain of lovesickness, eternal lovesickness and eternal memories, but short-lived lovesickness has no end.
5. When I don’t see you for a day, I miss you like crazy. ——From "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" by Sima Xiangru of the Han Dynasty
Translation: If I don't see her for a day, I feel like I'm going crazy with her. 2. Which poem is from the poem "The flowers bloom on Moshang and return slowly"
Three poems about flowers on Moshang (also cited) Su Shi
Visiting Jiuxian Mountain, I heard the children's song "Mo on Moshang" "Flowers on the Top".
An old man said: The Princess of Wu and Yue must return to Lin'an every spring. The king left a letter to the concubine and said: "The flowers on the road are blooming, so you can return slowly."
"The people of Wu used their language as " The song contains lingering thoughts and is sad to listen to, but the lyrics are despicable and wild, just like the clouds of Yi.
The flowers on the street are blooming and butterflies are flying, and the country is still different from what it was in the past.
The survivors grew old several times, and the wandering girls slowly returned home singing long songs.
There are countless flowers blooming on Moshang Mountain, and passers-by are vying to see the green flowers.
If you want to stay in a dignified way, you can go back slowly and teach more.
During his lifetime, the grass of wealth was exposed, and after his death, the flowers were on the streets.
As the king of Chi Chi, I have gone to Lu, and Youge slowly returns my concubine home.
Jiang Shenzi/Jiang Chengzi Su Shi
The Jade family is in Fenghuang Mountain. Between water and clouds. Keep the door closed. Pedestrians outside the door immediately looked at Gongwan. The spring breeze from ten miles away looks like it, reflecting the slanting sun and staining the embroidered curtains. Love and return good deeds to you. Min Xin is a widower. Wipe off the rest. The bright moon is over the river, and the fragrance is misting the clouds. The flowers on the street are blooming and spring is over. I hear the old songs and break the beauty.
Sauvignon Blanc Shi Xiaoyou
Butterflies flying together. The orioles crow. The flowers are blooming on the street and no one has returned. There are few singing and dancing in Bitai. The moon enters the door. The wind filled the curtains. Sit until dusk when people are quiet. Qingchou, you don’t know. 3. Are there any poems similar to "The flowers bloom on the road and slowly return"
Hold the hand of the son and grow old together with him ("The Book of Songs")
The peach blossoms are scorching. Hua ("The Book of Songs")
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already lost at that time (Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" is my favorite poem)
Zhuang Sheng's Xiaomeng is obsessed with butterflies (It's still "Jin Se")
The flowers are ready to be broken, so don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches ("Golden Clothes",)
The green seeds are so long in my heart .But for the sake of you, I have been meditating on it till now ("The Book of Songs")
I wish to find the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old. (Han; Zhuo Wenjun's "Baitouyin")
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the ground, I wish to be a twig.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Tang Dynasty; Li Shangyin The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore, because I am so happy that I feel haggard. Song Dynasty; Liu Yong's "Feng Qitong" The sky is not old, love is hard to break, and the heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. Zhang Sheng's "Thousand Years of Life" If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be separated from each other in court? Qin Guan "Magpie Bridge" Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams Qin Guan "Magpie Bridge" I like the flowers blooming on the road very much. Love these sentences too. 4. Looking for beautiful Song lyrics, such as "Flowers blooming on the road, you can slowly return home" The falling flowers are like a dream, the musk smoke is faint, and the setting sun dives to the west of the small building. ——Nalan Xingde The spring flowers faded in a hurry. The cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. The tears of marriage and the drunkenness of each other, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water forever! ——Li Yu The fallen flowers have already danced before the wind, and another rain of yellow flowers has come. At dawn, the courtyard is half-red, with only the gossamer curling up into the clear sky. Hand in hand with the diligent flowers, we can drink more wine from the cup. Beauties don’t need to frown, I’m also sentimental and helpless when I’m late for wine! The colorful sleeves held the jade bell diligently, but in those days, the beauty was drunk. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan. After seeing each other again, we meet again and share our dreams with you. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream. ——Yan Jidao Visiting the Golden Gate The wind blew and the water soaked the blue sky at dawn. In one mirror, the wet clouds are not clear, and the rain is clear and the grass is clear in spring. Who sweeps the snails in the dream? There are small red flowers falling outside the curtain. When I sleep alone, my feelings are quiet. Where can I express my sorrow? Picking mulberry seeds Tongxia has been flying for a long time, and the character is flying. Who is the person next to? Whose side are you with? Yuqing can't sleep tonight. The incense sales are extinguished by the cold lamp, and the autumn is still counted. Quietly counting the autumn, but mistakenly expecting it to come to an end. And Who will translate the Yuefu Desolate Song? The wind is also rustling, the rain is also rustling, and the lights have been exhausted for another night. I don’t know what’s lingering in my arms. I’m bored when I wake up and I’m bored when I’m drunk. I never reached Xie Qiao in my dreams. And The cold fragrance lingers all over the red bridge dream, and the dream sleeps in the city. The peach blossoms are on the moon, the rain has stopped and the spring is cold, the swallows are home. Who can play drums after the farewell? It will break the heart of the world. Shaohua is ruined, a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue gauze. Picking mulberries The peach blossoms die of shame and are grateful to the east wind. The delicate red color blows off and flies into the window to accompany Chao Nong. Whoever pities the hard-working Dongyang is thin, but also feels carefree in spring. Not as good as hibiscus, a feeling of tranquility is thick in the cold place. And Who makes the ice wheel full in the sea and sky, melancholy and alienated. Not to mention separation, but there are always no tears in a good night. We should only meet again in Biluo, that is in this life. But in this life, I remember you again when I was just feeling sad. Also Even if you turn on the lamp and write on red paper, it is still boring. The jade leak is far away, and the cold flowers in the dream are separated by the jade flute. A few poles of bamboo are being repaired in the middle of the rain, and the leaves are rustling. Share the autumn tide, don't miss Pisces to Xieqiao. And Liang Sheng dew Qi Xiang string moist, dark dripping flowers. Who shakes the shadow of the curtain, the wicker on the wind silk. The mirror box of the dancing Kun is opened and covered frequently, and the sandalwood powder is melodious. Tears flowed like a flood in the morning, and the fragrance of the quilt last night made me feel that my dream was far away. Reduced word magnolia The candles shake their shadows, and the cold quilt is just about to wake up. Don't sleep alone without thinking. The vast blue sky is full of love between heaven and earth. It is difficult for people to get through, but they are willing to be steady and endure the storm. Again We met without saying a word, a hibiscus catching the autumn rain. The little girl is dizzy with redness, and the servant girl's heart is as bright as a phoenix. Waiting for the general to call in a low voice, it was because he was concentrating on his feelings and was afraid of being seen. If you want to complain about your deep feelings, you turn around and knock on the jade hairpin. Yu Lou Chun, a poem imitating the ancients If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad and painted on the fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. The Lishan language stopped at midnight, and the rain and bells at night never complained. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches. When the flowers fall Who calls me down the stairs at sunset with a handful of catkins. I turned around and smiled, standing in front of the steps. I was speechless and reluctant. There is no proof in the letter, so don’t talk about lovesickness. I advise Yi Hao to get drunk by the red window, but she will be out of reach when the flowers fall. The Legend of the River Spring is light, red is resentful. Covering the double rings, painting is leisurely among the flowers in the light rain. The silent tears burst into tears. In the dim light, the fragrance is sold and the dream returns. Leaning on the painting screen and thinking about the past are all wrong. They are just words of lovesickness. I remember that at that time, weeping willow silk, flower branches, and butterflies filled the courtyard Reduced word magnolia Candles shook their shadows, and the cold quilt was just about to wake up. Don't sleep alone without thinking. The vast blue sky is full of love between heaven and earth. It is difficult for people to get through, but they are willing to be steady and endure the storm. Again We met without saying a word, a hibiscus catching the autumn rain. The little girl is dizzy with redness, and the servant girl's heart is as bright as a phoenix. Waiting for the general to call in a low voice, it was because he was concentrating on his feelings and was afraid of being seen. If you want to complain about your deep feelings, you turn around and knock on the jade hairpin. Jiuquanzi Xie Quetumi, a piece of moon is as bright as water. The incense of the seal script has faded away, but I am still awake and the crows are crows early in the morning. The tender and cold scoundrel wears thin clothes, and he is not close to the corner of the wall. The most worrying thing is that the lamp is about to fall and the geese are still flying. Nalan Xingde’s words are relatively beautiful. The same goes for Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty. There is also Yan Shu, you can also take a look at Yan Jidao. 5. Poems similar to "The flowers bloom on the road, you can slowly return home" 1. Talk about a leaf, send it to your lover. {Tang Luwo vs. Palace Lady} 2. The morning is morning clouds, the evening is rain, morning and evening are under the balcony. {Goddess vs. King Xiang of Chu} 3. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand. {Lu You vs. Tang Wan in the Song Dynasty} 4. Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a heavy sleep in spring. Gambling books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. {Qing Dynasty Nalan Rongruo vs. Lu Shi} 5. Abandoning the donation box and leaving it in the basket shows the end of kindness. {Han Ban Jieyu vs Han Chengdi} 6. I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to decide. {Han Zhuo Wenjun vs Sima Xiangru} 7. Where does the human face go? Love and be loved. {Tang Cui Hu vs. Peasant Girl} 8. From now on, let him go down to the west building under the bright moon on a good night without love. {Tang Li Yi vs. Huo Xiaoyu} 9. There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, but you are happy but you don’t know it. {Pre-Qin Yue Nu vs. E Jun}