2. Poems about diseases
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First, the poem 1 describes my poor health, and I have come three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -(Tang) Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" 2. Sitting up critically ill, the black wind blows the rain and hits the cold window.
-(Tang) Yuan Zhen's "Wenle Tiancai Jiangzhou Sima" 3. Don't forget me, curtain west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers. -(Song) Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Eternal Sorrow" 4. The belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it.
-(Song) Liu Yong's "Butterfly Lovers" 5. The body has lost weight, the frequency has decreased, the hair has become thinner, and the ego is biased. Waste books cherish the eyes, and most of them are cooked with years.
-(Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Rewarding Lotte to Meet the Old" Second, the poem describing the teenager's physique is stronger than that of the teenager 1, saying that it is late in Sang Yu, and it is still summer. -(Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Rewarding Lotte to See the Old" 2. The old man crouches tiger, hides dragon, aims at a thousand miles, and the martyrs are courageous.
-(Eastern Han Dynasty) Cao Cao's "Although the Turtle is Born".
2. What are the poems about "being sick"?
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -(Tang) Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" was shocked to sit up in critical condition, and the black wind and rain hit the cold window.
-(Tang) Yuan Zhen's "Wen Letian awarded Jiangzhou Sima" is not charming, the curtain is rolling west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -(Song) Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Fog and Thick Clouds, Sorrow for the Forever Day" is becoming wider and wider without regret, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
-(Song) Liu Yong's "Death" is thin, with thin hair and self-prejudice. Waste books cherish the eyes, and most of them are cooked with years.
-(Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Lotte and Singing the Old" does not mean that Sang Yu is late, because it is still midsummer. -(Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Lotte and Seeing the Old" The old horse has a long-term ambition, and the martyrs are brave in their later years.
-(Eastern Han Dynasty) Cao Cao's "Although the Turtle is Longevity" is inspiring, and it is easy to be sad when you are sick. -Jong Li doesn't know that Jiang Nanchun is not good and gets sick every year.
-Bai Juyi knows a lot when he is sick, but he feels sad when he is old. -Bai Juyi's ambition is reduced by worry, and his decline is accompanied by illness.
-Bai Juyi is ill and looks forward to being indoors. Who will be strong today? -Bai Juyi's lonely village is snowing, and the sick soul has no sleep. -Lu Gui sleepwalks in the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins touch the embroidered curtain.
-A Dream of Red Mansions.
3. Poems describing diseases
Answer the sick drinker
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Take good care of my sad white hair in the mirror and make good use of your youth.
Bak Yan suffered from eye pain and physical illness, but he was the second person before him.
Late autumn disease
Year: Tang Author: Wang Jian
Playing the helix in everything, poor children's works have also been heard. I met the red leaves of Newspeak,
Idle people seldom talk about white clouds. Under first frost, wild flowers and mud are everywhere, and there are no birds in the cold current.
I am sick, painful, heartless, and my head is smoked with medicine.
Disease and decline
Year: Yuan Author: Ding Henian
Sick bones aggravate pain in autumn, and their aging ability decreases day by day.
Face sad bamboo leaves, temples snow jealous of Ling Hua.
What's the past? I hope my return trip will be fruitful.
Young people are singing and dancing, and whose home this day belongs to.
4. Poems describing disease recovery
The first summer ward
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
When was I born? Four thousand days to go.
During introspection, either worry or illness.
When you are old, take a rest slowly, and you will be well in the past few years.
Suddenly physical and mental pleasure, very calm, no pain.
It is a good time to be clear and peaceful.
The breeze blows the clothes, neither too hot nor too cold.
Move the sofa to the shade, what shall we do in the future?
Or have a cup of tea, or sing some poems.
There is no suffering inside, and there is no bondage outside.
This day is not suitable. When is it suitable?
torrential rain
Year: Song Author: Lu You
The wind is far away, thousands of LinYu feet long.
Covered with stoves, the house leaks in the rain.
If you don't say you like a bumper harvest, it will be cold forever.
In the clear autumn, the condition improved slightly, starting from Xiaoxiang.
5. What poems describe the pain of serious illness?
1, I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain
Vernacular Interpretation: Sorrow is a sense of autumn scenery. Wan Li has been wandering for many years and has been ill all his life. Today, he is on the stage. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.
2, the disease is rustling, lying and watching the window screen break the moon. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea. —— From the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao's "Pass the Huanxi Sand, Get Sick, Laugh at My Bones"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After illness, the temples have become thin, and white hair has been added after illness. I lay in bed and watched the waning moon shine on the window screen. Stir-fry cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to force yourself to share tea when you eat it.
3. Many people were ill and had no food, but Wan Li didn't go back to his hometown. Under the Great Wall, you can't bear the autumn wind to get into the golden sore. -From the Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun's Every Sick Soldier
Explain in vernacular Chinese: soldiers often get sick during the March and stay there without food. Wan Li's way home, has been running around, so far has not returned home. At this time, he was sick and disheveled, and he mourned under the ancient city. The wound of the knife and arrow was blown by the cold wind, which was really unbearable.
4, gaunt years, depression is good for self-injury. The wind invades the diseased bones, and the rain is suffocating. The night tripod is only an antidote, and the moustache is half frosted. What is the frontier like? Who will ask the king of space? -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Yu's feelings in illness
Interpretation of the vernacular: I have become more and more haggard in recent years. Looking around, I am more and more depressed and sad to see many relatives around me die. Sadness leads to illness, and under the wind and rain, the sick bones are hard to support, and sadness cannot win. In the middle of the night, the tripod was filled with medicinal incense, and when I woke up in the morning, I found that my moustache had turned gray. What is the cause and effect of my life? Who can help me ask the Buddha?
5. The sick bones are scattered in the gauze hat, and Wan Li, the lone minister, is a guest of Jianggan. Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death. -From Song Dynasty: Lu You's Book of Diseases.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The sick body is so weak and emaciated that the gauze hat on his head is also wide, and he lives alone by the Chengdu River thousands of miles away. Although the position is humble, I never dare to worry about state affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only draw a conclusion after death.
6. What poems describe recovery from illness?
Lin Jing stirs medicine late during the day, and Yin Jian draws water late.
Traces and elk, thank you for asking the sheep. -Send a friend after illness (Fazhen) Interpretation: During the day, Lin Jing slowly draws water from the spring.
Micro-tracking and elk are far from asking the sheep what they know. After recovery from illness, the spiritual clarity begins to fall —— Interpretation of one or two poems by Huai Wuchang Qi (Guan Xiu): After recovery from illness, the spiritual clarity begins to fall.
All diseases come from it, and you can understand who is sick. -Answer Bin's two songs (Huang Tingjian) Interpretation: The old problem comes from this, and we understand who is sick.
When I was sick, I thought there were too many guests. Now I think about guests. -Another answer to Bin's two songs (Huang Tingjian): Illness satisfies every guest, and now guests want to arrive.
The old man was glad to be well, and he was invited everywhere to reward him. -Jiading has beginning of autumn's upper diaphragm disease, and the cold dew is light rain (land tour). Interpretation: The elderly are well, the villagers are happy, and exchanges are welcome everywhere.
Every time you moan on the sofa, you will tell the rest of the disaster. —— August 1 day light rain suddenly cooled (land tour) Interpretation: Tired beds often mourn themselves and report more disasters.
From now on, when you get well, you will find each other. * * * Page bed, drop the spring urn. -Travel into the village (land tour) Interpretation from the beginning of illness: From now on, continue to recover from illness and listen to the bad bed dripping water jar together.
Leisure is like hating sleeping and listening to the rain. -Recovering from illness (Lu You) Interpretation: Idling around is like hating others sleeping and listening to the rain.
Every time you moan on the sofa, you will tell the rest of the disaster. -Interpretation of "Recovering from Illness" (Lu You): Tired bed often sighs, reporting too much and suffering too much.
I feel a little old in the mirror, but when I laugh, I am stubborn. -Looking at the mirror after recovery (Lu You) Interpretation: The beauty in the mirror gradually recovered, and a smiling old man was so stubborn.
Suddenly physical and mental pleasure, very calm, no pain. -Interpretation of the first "Summer Ward" (Bai Juyi): Suddenly physical and mental pleasure, without the pain of Thailand and Thailand.
In the clear autumn, the condition improved slightly, starting from Xiaoxiang. -Interpretation of the rainstorm (route): The disease in the clear autumn is slightly treated, and Xiaoxiang is from the stern.
All diseases come from it, and you can understand who is sick. -Jiading diaphragm has beginning of autumn's disease, and cold dew is Xiao Yu (Lu You). Interpretation: The old problem comes from this, and we know who is sick.
Loneliness comes from ghosts, green to deep doors. -Interpretation of one or two poems by Huai Wuchang Qi (Guan Xiu): Loneliness comes from ghosts, and green reaches the door.
Four hundred illnesses at a time leave room for wisdom-sending friends after illness (Fa Zhen) Interpretation: A commander in chief has four hundred illnesses and room for wisdom.
Poems about diseases 1. Poems about diseases
The poem describing the disease is as follows: 1. Sick bone loose gauze hat wide, solitary minister Wan Li guest Jianggan.
This poem comes from the book of diseases written by Lu You, a poet in the Song Dynasty. It means that the sick body is weak and emaciated, so that the gauze cap on the head is also wide. I live alone by the Chengdu River thousands of miles away, expressing the author's patriotic feelings and feelings of worrying about the country and the people. 2. It has been a long time, and depression is good for self-harm.
The wind invades the diseased bones, and the rain is suffocating. This poem comes from the five-character poem "Feeling in Illness" written by Li Yu, the late ruler of the Southern Tang Dynasty, which means that in recent years, I have become increasingly haggard and depressed when I look at my dead relatives around me.
Sadness leads to illness, and under the wind and rain, the sick bones are hard to support, and sadness cannot win. In the first couplet, the poet used several crosses to describe a lonely and sad soul between heaven and earth. The whole poem is sad in style and profound in meaning.
3. Nanmo is late in spring, and the north window is still sick. This poem comes from Meng Haoran's five-character ancient poem "Seeing Zhang Ba off when Ill in Late Spring".
It means that spring comes late in the south and northerners are still ill in bed. 4, onset of illness, there is a noise in the temples, lying and watching the window screen break the moon.
This poem comes from Li Qingzhao's "The disease spreads over the sand in Huanxi, and when it starts, the two sides whisper to each other", which means that after illness, the sideburns are sparse and white hair is added, lying in bed watching the waning moon shine on the window screen. Described the author lying in a hospital bed, grey sideburns, lying watching the waning moon, avoiding tea when decocting medicine, and being lonely and sad during illness.
I am sick, and I think of my home in the country. When so many people are idle, I am ashamed to get paid. For my friend and Tang Dynasty poet Wei, it means that my illness makes me want to retire to the countryside and watch the exiled people live up to the national salary.
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2. Poems about diseases
Poems describing poor health
1, I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -(Tang) Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain
2, sitting up critically ill, black wind and rain hit the cold window. -(Tang) Yuan Zhen's "Wen Le Tian Shou Jiangzhou Sima"
3, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -(Song) Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shadows, Fog and Thick Clouds, Sorrow Forever"
4, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. -(Song) Liu Yong's "Die"
5, thin body and reduced frequency, sparse hair and self-bias. Waste books cherish the eyes, and most of them are cooked with years. -(Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Lotte and Singing the Old"
2. Poems describing that the body is stronger than that of young people
1, Mo Dao Sang Yu is late, because the sky is still full of clouds. -(Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Appreciating Lotte and Singing the Old"
2, the old man crouching tiger, hidden dragon, aiming at thousands of miles, the martyrs are full of courage in the next year. -(Eastern Han Dynasty) Cao Cao's "Although Returning to Life"
3. one sentence, seeking youth pain,
The hourglass of time precipitates the inescapable past, and the hand of memory will always pick up those bright sadness, youthful wings and memories of cuts and pains; Yesterday's tears stirred up ripples in my heart. If there is no if, will time stop for us? The sunset we have seen and the ebb and flow we have heard are all buried by time and turned into bubbles. Maybe we are all brave and determined, but in the confrontation with the old man of time, we are never winners. Sad swings are always accompanied by breeze, and there are always stars in lonely nights. When I suddenly look back, you are no longer with me. I don't understand, is the haze in the sky your sorrow or mine? One day, we will learn not to be sad, because we have finished the scheduled reunion like butterflies. No cycle in life is doomed, just like an all-night carnival. Who walked through his youth and left a smile, who stayed in his flower season and warmed his thoughts, who disappeared from his rainy season and drowned his tears. Memory is like water in the palm of your hand, no matter who you are. After all, it will still flow clean through your fingers. The loneliness of youth is the ornament of life, and youth without loneliness is sad. However, lonely youth is not without happiness, but we don't know happiness. Without you and an umbrella, our hearts are wet. We hurried along our respective roads, never stopping, and inadvertently met at a certain intersection, so we gently said hello, gently said hello, and then waved goodbye. What time? The rain quietly covered the tears, and the memories began to fade away in my heart. Memory is a shutter hung with wind chimes, and there is no trace of tenderness in the aftertaste. The purpose of experiencing youth once in life is just to listen to the voice of bloom, see the silence of bloom, and then leave. Like a gust of wind, it blows away the memory of spring. When all love can't shut it up, it sinks into the bottom of my heart and overflows into one. Love always ends at the deepest time. My thoughts are tangled into a net, and the net is getting tighter and tighter, reaching my heart. After a dull pain, I stopped. Happiness is another kind of pain for others, and carnival is another kind of loneliness for yourself. You think that letting go will fulfill my happiness, but you don't know that my greatest happiness is to hold hands with you. You can't easily say a lifetime commitment, and you can't afford my future. Happiness is just an excuse to laugh and cry for the wound; Happiness just wants happiness to have a reason to exist. It takes only a moment to love you, but it takes a lifetime to forget you, even not enough. Happiness has been separated from me for a whole century, which is far away that I can never touch. I tried to count the injuries you gave me with a smile, but in the end, tears came out of my eyes with a smile. I can't help feeling sad, so I slowly learned to hide. Because I didn't want to be stabbed again, I gradually learned to pretend. Maybe if I leave, I will never come back. Maybe when I come back, you won't let me rely on you anymore; Perhaps dependence is the biggest harm to yourself; Maybe the injury will finally let me go; Maybe letting go doomed my departure. ...
4. Poems describing diseases
1, the book of disease Huai Song: Lu You's sick bones are scattered and his gauze cap is wide, and Wan Li, a lonely minister, is a guest in Jianggan.
Although the status is low, I never forget to worry about national affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only make a final conclusion after death. I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north will wait day and night for the emperor to recover lost territory.
The loyalty spirit of Wang Zhu Ge Kongming's famous book "The Songs of Chu Shi Biao" will remain immortal, so we should read it carefully in the middle of the night. The sick body is weak and thin, so that the gauze hat on his head is also wide, and he lives alone thousands of miles away by the Chengdu River.
Although the position is humble, I never dare to worry about state affairs, but if I want to realize the ideal of reunification, I can only draw a conclusion after death. I hope the gods of heaven and earth will bless the country, and the people in the north look forward to the monarch's personal expedition day and night to recover the lost rivers and mountains.
Zhu Gekongming's masterpiece "A Teacher's Example" has a lasting loyalty, and it is difficult to sleep at night. Let's read it carefully. 2. Every soldier who was sick in the Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun traveled sick and had no food and clothing, and Wan Li returned to his hometown.
Under the Great Wall, you can't bear the autumn wind to get into the golden sore. Soldiers often get sick during the March and have no food to eat when they stay.
Wan Li's way home, has been running around, so far has not returned home. At this time, he was sick and disheveled, and he mourned under the ancient city. The wound of the knife and arrow was blown by the cold wind, which was really unbearable.
3. Boarding the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu, the ape whimpered from the vast sky in the strong wind, and the birds flew home to the clear lake and white beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
It is very sad that there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand. Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in.
Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.
4. The autumn night will break out of the hedge door to meet the cold. There are two songs in the Song Dynasty: Lu You jumps to the sky and the Han falls to the southwest, and the neighboring chickens crow again and again. Ambitious illness has come and gone, and I have been scratching my head all my life.
3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters. The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
Along the way, the Milky Way in Wan Li falls to the southwest, and the crow keeps ringing in the neighborhood. The disease tortured me to death, and I couldn't help scratching my white hair when I went out, and I regretted it all my life.
The Yellow River, which is long in Wan Li, flows eastward into the sea, and Huashan Mountain, which is 5,000 meters high, goes straight into the sky. Under the oppression of the conference semifinals, the tears of the Central Plains people have run out, and they look forward to Julian Waghann's Northern Expedition year after year.
5, Nanhu early spring Tang: Bai Juyi's wind returns to the clouds to break the Chu Qingyu, and the lake is warm and see you again. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
The dark clouds dispersed, the wind and rain stopped, the weather just cleared up, and the sun shone on the lake to form a reflection, which had a warm and lively feeling. Full of apricots, broken red spots; The floating apples on the lake are as endless as a neat lawn.
The rain on the white goose was not dry, and its wings became heavy, so it had to fly low. The yellow owl's tongue is also quite rough and doesn't listen to her. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that my body and mind are getting older every year and my interest is decreasing.
6, the dream of the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi came to hold hands with the dream at night, and the tears were not collected in the morning. Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world. Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance? I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.
I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years. I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom? 7. I heard that Lotte in the Tang Dynasty awarded Jiangzhou Sima: Yuan Zhen had no flame, and I heard that you were in Jiujiang this evening. Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.
The residual lamp has no flame, leaving a vague shadow around it. At this time, I heard that you were demoted to Jiujiang. On my deathbed, I was shocked by the news and sat up at once.
The wind and rain in the dark blew into my window, and I felt extremely cold. 8. Looking forward to the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu, Xishan Bai Yue, Sanzhen Snow, Nanhu Shuishan Long Bridge.
After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right? Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng.
I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable. Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily guarded; The Wan Li Bridge outside the southern suburbs spans the vast Jinjiang River.
After years of war at sea, several brothers were blocked from hearing; Even the ends of the earth, I'm the only one, okay? But give the dying years to the sick body; So far, I have no merit, and I repay the wise and holy emperor. I ride a horse for an outing alone, and I often overlook it. Things are getting more and more depressed every day, which is really unimaginable.
9. Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen's landscape book is broken, I miss you and pity me. I'm crazy now. I dream of those people who have nothing. They only dream of you.
Qian Shan was cut off by water and communication was interrupted. I suddenly received one of your poems today. It's rare for you to pity me and ask me in your dream. I'm sick now, and I'm confused. I only dream about some irrelevant people but I don't dream about you.
10, drinking in the early winter night of the Tang Dynasty: Du Mu was ill with Huaiyang and courted, and the guest sleeves were covered with frosted candle plates. The snow on the steps is like a bunch of white pears. Who will be on the fence next year?
For example, Ji An, the satrap of Huaiyang, is often ill, and occasionally has a glass of wine to relieve his worries. In a foreign land, my sleeves are covered with frost, and I only keep company with lamps and candles. The snow under the steps is like a white pear. Who will lean on the railing next year? .