1. Verses about illness
1. Verses describing poor health
1. The sad autumn of thousands of miles is a frequent guest, and a hundred years of illness only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Climbing High"
2. I sat up in shock while dying of illness, and the dark wind blew rain into the cold window. ——(Tang Dynasty) Yuan Zhen's "Wen Letian Grants the Sima of Jiangzhou"
3. There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ——(Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin·Misty Thick Clouds and Worrying Days"
4. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the beauty. ——(Song Dynasty) Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
5. Frequent loss of body weight and hair thinning and crown deviation. Wasted books are cherished by the eyes, and burnt too much will be with the years. ——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi's "Instructions for Rewarding Lotte and Ode to the Old"
2. Verses describing the body as being stronger than young people
1. Mo Daosangyu is late, and the clouds are still full sky. ——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi's "Instructions on Rewarding Lotte and Ode to the Elderly"
2. The old man is always ambitious, but the martyr is full of ambition in his old age. ——(Eastern Han Dynasty) Cao Cao's "The Turtle Lives Longevity" 2. What are the poems about "sickness"
1. The sad autumn of thousands of miles is a frequent guest, and a hundred years of illness only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Ascend the High"
2. I sat up in shock when I was dying of illness, and the dark wind blew rain into the cold window. ——(Tang Dynasty) Yuan Zhen "Wen Letian conferred the title of Sima of Jiangzhou"
3. There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ——(Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin·Misty Thick Clouds and Sorrowful Days"
4. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it in the end, because I disappear and make people haggard. ——(Song Dynasty) "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" by Liu Yong
5. Frequent loss of body weight and thinning of the hair. Wasted books are cherished by the eyes, and burnt too much will be with the years. ——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi's "Instructions on Rewarding Lotte and Ode to the Elderly"
6. It's late at night, and the sky is full of clouds. ——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi's "Instructions on Rewarding Lotte and Ode to the Elderly"
7. The old man is in trouble, and his ambition is a thousand miles, and the martyr is full of ambition in his old age. ——(Eastern Han Dynasty) Cao Cao's "The Turtle is Longevity"
8. Qi Jian Youyou has gray hair on his temples, and his mood is easy to be desolate when he is ill. ——Li Zhong
9. If you don’t say Jiangnan Spring is not good, you will get sick and lose your mood every year. ——Bai Juyi
10. I know that the night will last forever when I am sick, and I will feel sad in the autumn when I am old. ——Bai Juyi
11. Ambition is reduced by sorrow, and appearance is reduced by illness. ——Bai Juyi
12. If you are ill and can’t go out for an indefinite period of time, who can you expect to go out now? ——Bai Juyi
13. The sound of the lonely village under the snow is heard, and the sick souls are refreshed without sleep. ——Lu Guimeng
14. The soft gossamer is tied to the floating spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain. ——"Dream of Red Mansions" 3. What are the poems about "sickness"
Wanli's sad autumn is always a guest, and a hundred years of illness only appears on the stage.
Difficulty hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Ascend the High" When he was dying of illness, he sat up in shock, and the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.
——(Tang Dynasty) Yuan Zhen's "Wen Lo Tian Grants Jiangzhou Sima" There is no way to be ecstatic, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ——(Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin·Misty Thick Clouds and Sad Clouds Forever Day" The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
——(Song Dynasty) Liu Yong's "Die Lian Hua" The body has become thinner and thinner, and the hair is thinner and the crown is deviated. Wasted books are cherished by the eyes, and burnt too much will be with the years.
——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi's "Rewarding Lotte and Ode to the Elder's Instructions" It's late at night, and the sky is full of clouds. ——(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi's "Instructions for Rewarding Lotte and Ying Lao" The old man is restless and has ambitions for thousands of miles. The martyrs are full of ambition in their old age.
——(Eastern Han Dynasty) Cao Cao's "The Turtle is Longevity" reveals that you have gray hair on your temples, and your mood is easy to be desolate when you are sick. ——Li Zhong didn’t say that spring in Jiangnan is not good. Year after year, illness weakens the mood.
——Bai Juyi is ill and knows the night forever, and feels sad in autumn when he is old. ——Bai Juyi's great ambitions are reduced by sorrow, and his appearance is weakened by illness.
——Bai Juyi is ill and can’t go out for an indefinite period of time. Who will he go out with now? ——Bai Juyi The solitary village under the snow is humming, and the sick soul has no sleep to clear it. ——The tortoise is covered with gossamer and softly tied to the floating spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain.
——"A Dream of Red Mansions". 4. Poems about illness
The ancients also wrote many poems on this topic: Recalling the Flute on the Phoenix Platform (Li Qingzhao) The fragrant and cold golden hair was rolled over by the red waves, and I got up to comb my hair lazily.
Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust, and the sun goes up to the curtain hook. Afraid of the pain of separation, there are so many things that I want to talk about but I still have to stop.
Being new to weight loss is not due to sickness or a sad autumn. If you rest, you will go back. If you repeat "Yangguan" thousands of times, it will be difficult to stay.
People who read Wuling are far away, and the smoke locks the Qin Tower. Only the running water in front of the building should miss me and stare at me all day long.
In the place where I stare, there is a new sorrow from now on. Reward Lou, a scholar who lives in Kaiyuan Temple, and sends a message when he is ill on a moonlit night in early autumn (Liu Zongyuan). Guests have thoughts of their hometown, and Xiaoxiang has night worries.
I am sick in the layman's room, and my dream is around the feathered man's hill. The taste is pity and knows how to stop, and I have to ask for my legacy.
The moon is waning in the sky, and the door is hidden, waiting for the insects to fall. Fallacy is as heavy as gold, and it is difficult to collect miscellaneous rewards.
Bixiao is a road in vain, just to help you get rid of worries. Send Li Twelve and White Twenty Rhymes (Du Fu) In the past, there was a crazy visitor who called you to banish the immortal.
The pen falls in the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods. From then on, his reputation spread rapidly.
The literary talent is so rich that its spread will be unparalleled. The dragon boat moves late, and the beast brocade grabs a new robe.
When I come to the deep palace during the day, my footsteps are filled with blue clouds. I begged to return home, and the imperial edict promised me that I would be close to my heart when I met him.
Live up to the ambition of living in a quiet place, and be pampered and humiliated. The play talks about pity for the wild and carefree, and the drunkenness reveals the naivety.
Drunk and dancing in Liangyuan night, singing Sishui spring. If you have high talent and ambition, you will have no neighbors.
You Hengjun, a virgin, was born in poverty. If rice and rice are not enough, how often will coix be slandered?
The five ridges are scorching with heat, and the three dangers are banishing the ministers. A few years ago, I encountered a bird, and cried alone to the unicorn.
Su Wu first returned to the Han Dynasty, why did Huang Gong do anything to the Qin Dynasty? When the banquet of Chu was over, Liang Yu sent a letter to Chen.
The law of the time has been used, who can explain this. The old man sings under the autumn moon, and the illness arises by the riverside at dusk.
Don’t blame the separation of grace and friendship, taking advantage of the opportunity and asking questions. Climbing Yueyang Tower (Du Fu) I used to hear about Dongting Water, now I am going up to Yueyang Tower.
Southeast of Wu and Chu, the universe floats day and night. There are no relatives or friends, and there are no old and sick people.
The soldiers and horses pass through the north of the mountain, and Pingxuan Tisi flows. Recounting old words and writings with President Liu Erba (Liu Zongyuan) When I was young, I visited Xuanyu, where I first introduced Xing Xia.
The famous and labor-intensive elders are recorded and praised by future generations. The wings of the eagle are covered with falcon, and the heart of the bird is leaning on hemp.
Following the Tianlu Department, he joined the Weidian Marquis family. Xian Mansion has just begun to show its signs, and Danqi is honored to be honored.
The branch consults the auspicious beasts and spreads some crows in the palace. Holding the slips would rather follow the rules in vain, holding the books will eliminate evil every time.
Luan and phoenix mark Wei Que, and Xiong Wu bears Chongya. It is better to look at each other when distinguishing colors, and don’t be arrogant when you fall in love with each other.
The golden furnace is flat against the flowing moon, and the purple palace is filled with morning glow. Before I could move to Qiao Le, I lost my way and sighed.
It is like crossing the Liao River, and even more like being banished to Changsha. Don't blame Qin City for its twilight, and the road is poor and sloping over the mountains.
In the court, there are tangerines and thorns hanging around, waiting for the officials to drive away the elk and the scorpion. Three years of imperial grace and a thousand years of holy history.
Chaozongyan sailed to the sea, and Liang Xi was dismissed from the army. Search Zhenqian in Jingyi, and walk in Wowa in Nangong.
The only talent in the world is Zi, and people look up to Ji Zhonghua. The prickly seedlings have penetrated into the ground and are still over the Ganshi cliff.
The etiquette is hanging down, and the garrison is ringing. The favor means that the Lang official is old, and the authority is from the prefect.
Jian Min turned over birds of prey and carried a crossbow around snakes. The registered residence is honored with eight orders, and the middle palace is prosperous with six families.
If you are willing to change your temperament, you will become a bad horse and become luxurious. The commendation talisman is newly replaced, and the Huairen Dao is covered with it.
The common people thought that the Dragon Festival was late, and the court was surprised to introduce Gui Gui's credit. Yu paid tribute to Bao Guo, and Zhou officials paid tribute to Bing Jian.
The strong wind swallows Qize, and the foreign products control Sanba. When you look at the crops, you will see the beauty of things at the right time.
Akihara is covered with orchid leaves, and Chun Nagisa is covered with peach blossoms. So that the Su army would not be disturbed, Cheng Xuan City would be banned from traveling.
We should not worry about exhaustion, but rather sigh again and again. The horseman will drive first, and the bronze drum will be used to report to the Yamen.
Dye with Dongguosu and soaked with Jinxi sand. The goods are piled up and the boat is hard to berth, and the people return to the mountain twice as much.
Wu Xun cut willows, and Chu danced the old ballet. A few pines are hidden in a song, and bottles and stones are poured out to make them dirty.
Oranges and pomelo are popular in the early days of cold, and loquats are recommended in summer. The shaman prays for the sacrifice, and the wind moves the woman's forehead.
I have heard about Shi Kaiti, but I have also seen good things and strange evils. When I admire my friends, I am ashamed of the jade, and I am happy to marry Jia.
Buried to death, homeless for half of his life. When you enter the county, your waist is constantly folded, and your hands are crossed when you meet someone.
If you dare to abandon your relatives and be disgraced, you will be afraid of getting scars. He is good at illusion and is fascinated by ice and fire, and he laughs at the cypress in harmony.
The cows in the east gate are full of lice. Watching apes fighting in Yixi opera, distinguishing horses from different sounds.
The fox in the road in Zhu is doing evil, and the bird in the forest is [bad guy]. People with the same illness and worries can grow old, and their new voices are as sharp as those of a young lady.
Little did you know that the weight of a thousand falls is just a hair difference. Keep the Tao and be willing to endure forever, knowing your heart's desire to be free [Yaqiao].
Listening to the rain at night while storing sorrow, counting the remaining flowers separated by tears. The voices of the owl clan are always chattering, and the beaks of the jackals are competing with each other.
The reeds on the bank are turning over poisonous mirages, and the bamboos on the stream are fighting against wild worms. Watching wild ducks flying, river fish or forks.
The miasma is always moist, and the fire is burning. The quiet ears are annoyed by the noisy ants, and the soul is frightened by the angry frogs.
The old leaves are scattered on the branches in the wind, and the cold melons are covered with frost. In front of the dense fog, there are mountains of osmanthus, and ice and dry marshes with sweetgrass.
I am more homesick than Zhuang Xi, and when I escape from the world, I encounter Sui Kuai. The fishing houses are surrounded by wild grass, and the village bridges lie on ancient trees.
Use a quilt to keep out the cold, and use a coconut spoon to scoop out water. Window beetles are just lurking scorpions, and their saliva is competing with snails.
Lead the spring to open the old sinus, protect the medicine and insert the new fence. The trees are full of strange flowers, and the insects are looking at the shrimps with pity.
His voice is prone to crackling when he sings suddenly, and his nose becomes scratchy when he is drunk. They drag and beat the weak horses, and they hang on the raincoats to herd mugwort.
I have seen that it can resemble a turtle, but I am still surprised that a pheasant can resemble a pheasant. Whoever picks Shu from the Central Plains will go down to the cart with a scarf.
Li'er offered bitter bamboo shoots, and Gan's father offered sour hawthorn. Advise and support people in danger, and invite them to hold them as wine and tea.
The Taoist movement is short and brown, and the Zen monks wear cassocks. Fragrant rice, pounded wild rice, rare vegetables and five eggplants.
Fangqi drinks nectar and wants to inhale the flowing clouds. The rats in the house are walking through the wood, and the forest snipers are free to grab them.
The spring shirt is cut from white gauze, and the hat is hung with black gauze. I sigh repeatedly at the huge network, and shake my head frequently.
The decline of prosperity is caused by the pods being broken, and there are a few shrimps and toads that are missing. I know the willows beside the ditch on the road, and I hear the bamboo sticks on the dragon in the city.
***Thousands of knights support the green flag when I think about donating it.
Qi Tianle·Cicada (Wang Yisun) I still regret that the palace soul is broken, and the trees in the courtyard are green every year.
After swallowing the cold ke, it also moves the dark leaves, and expresses the sorrow of separation again. It's raining outside the west window, the strange Yao pendant is floating in the air, and the jade zither is adjusting its pillars.
The mirror is dark and the makeup is incomplete, why do you have such beautiful temples? The bronze immortal sheds tears like lead, and sighs that the plate has moved far away, and it is difficult to store even the dew. The diseased wings startle the autumn, and the withered form reads the world. How many degrees does the setting sun disappear? The lingering sound is even more bitter, and it suddenly becomes sad and sad.
Thinking about the wind and thousands of willow threads. The first preface to the poem "Nishang" (Jiang Kui) At the age of Bingwu, he stayed in Changsha and went to Zhurong. Because of his ancestral gods, he got the songs: "Yellow Emperor Salt" and "Storax".
Eighteen tunes of Shang Tune's "Neisang Songs" were also obtained from Yue Gong's old book, but they were all composed without words. According to the Taoist tune of Shen's music "Nishang", this is a Shang tune.
Lotte's poem says "there are six prefaces". There are two special ones. It is unknown which one is? However, the syllables are elegant and not like modern music. I had no time to compose it, so I wrote a "Middle Preface" and passed it down to the world. While I was wandering around, I felt this ancient sound, but I didn't realize the resentment behind its words.
Tinggao was looking at the extreme, but the lotus that had fallen into chaos in the river had not returned. Sick but weak, Kuang Wan's fan gradually becomes sparse and his clothes begin to loosen up.
As the light passes through the gap, I sigh that the apricot beams and the twin swallows are like guests. Where are the people? A pale moon seems to shine through the curtain.
In the silence, crickets chirp on the wall, moving Yu Xin, and clearing the mind like weaving sorrow. Meditate on the wanderings of youth, the mountains behind the flute, and the streets under the willow trees.
Falling red has no information, full of dark water, trickling green. I've been wandering for a long time, what's the point now? I'm lying drunk on the side of the wine cellar.
Rewarding Lotte at the First Banquet in Yangzhou (Liu Yuxi) The desolate land of Bashan and Chushui has been abandoned for twenty-three years. Nostalgic, I recite the flute poems in the air, and when I go to the countryside to read them, I feel like a dead person. 5. What diseases did Du Fu suffer from in his later years, the names and basis of the diseases
Du Fu was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. He had beautiful words and even called himself "Shaolingye Lao" in his poems.
Many of his excellent poems recorded the social life of my country's Tang Dynasty in detail and reflected the sufferings of the people. They were known as the "history of poetry" and formed a "melancholy and frustrated" style. Later generations respectfully called him " Poetic Saint". Du Fu's life was full of wanderings and frailty.
"Thirteen years of riding a donkey, traveling in Beijing and China." At the age of 44, he got a small official position as a right guard and led the governor to join the army. Among his poems, there are a lot of descriptions of his life of poverty and illness: "Selling medicine in the city, sending food to friends." Reading those sentences about begging for food and alms from friends makes people cry.
It was precisely because of the needs of life and the struggle against disease that Du Fu formed an indissoluble bond with medicine. He had a close friendship with Dr. Guangwenguan, whose poetry, calligraphy and painting were called "Three Wonders" by Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, and Zheng Qian, a pharmacologist who wrote "Hu Ben Cao".
Yan Wu, the governor of Jiannan, also said in a poem to Du Fu: "The books in the belly are sunbaked in the quiet time, and the doctors behind the elbows can read them quietly." The poet collects, grows, makes and sells medicines, not only to cure diseases, but also as a source of income for home life.
"Grow medicine to fight aging diseases, recite poems to relieve sighs." He also often prescribed prescriptions to treat diseases for his literary friends, "The provincial minister was worried about the sick, and wrote Bupleurum in his letters.
Drinking Zi often makes you sweat, and you want to repay the emperor with pearls." This is what Du Fu also wrote. Another side of medical life. "Fate is soothing and drifts away, but illness often moves away."
Du Fu suffered from wind paralysis in his thirties. The long-term exile and life on a boat made his illness worsen and his limbs became numb and painful.
Difficulty bending the joints. In his later years, "the old wife asked about sitting paralysis, and the young girl asked about the wind in her head", which made the poet feel the pain of wind, cold and dampness, which caused illness, pain, discomfort, and inconvenience in walking.
In his poems, there are many descriptions of his suffering from wind paralysis. When he lived in the Huanhuaxi Cottage in Chengdu, Du Fu wrote a poem "Driving Shu Zi to Pick Xanthium": "Curling ears can cure wind, and children can pick them at the right time."
Xanthium can cause sweating and relieve pain, The effect of dispelling wind and removing dampness. Du Fu asked his son to collect it, steam it and take it to treat wind paralysis.
Sun Simiao, a medical scientist who was a contemporary of Du Fu, included Xanthium in the book "Qian Jin Yao Fang Diet Therapy". Since cocklebur is slightly poisonous, the poet also described the preparation method for detoxification: "Add some melons and scallions, and there are faint traces of tangerine."
Later, it was learned from medical books that black-bone chicken can nourish deficiency, nourish blood, and eliminate diseases. Due to the numbness caused by rheumatism, Du Fu built a pen to raise chickens and wrote the poem "When the wind heals, rely on the black-bone chickens, and you can eat the autumn eggs". However, due to the long-term wandering life and malnutrition caused by sleeping in the open air, Du Fu's rheumatism syndrome lingered, so that in his later years, he "still had to be supported by a bamboo stick when walking slowly", which brought great pain to the poet.
In 751 AD, Du Fu stayed in Chang'an and slept in a guest house due to illness. It was rainy and rainy in Chang'an at that time, there were fish in the stagnant water, moss covered the bed, and mosquito bites. Unfortunately, he contracted malaria again.
My friend Wang Yi saw that Du Fu was thin and weak, so he hurriedly gave him delicious food to relieve his hunger and relieve his illness. Du Fu later wrote a poem as a reward, describing his condition and saying: "Which of the three autumns of malaria can be tolerated? The cold and heat are fighting for a hundred days, the head is white and the eyes are dark, there are calluses, the flesh is yellow and the skin is wrinkled, and the life is like a thread."
Eight years later, he also wrote in a poem to the poet Gao Shi: "I have been suffering from malaria for three years, and not a single ghost has died. I searched for fat marrow every other day, increasing the cold and holding the snow and frost."
There are only a few poets. With a few words, the symptoms of malaria can be accurately recorded. The clinical characteristics of malaria are periodic attacks of chills, high fever, and profuse sweating, often accompanied by anemia and splenomegaly in the later stages.
Judging from the description in Du's poems, the poet suffered from "vivax malaria" that occurred every other day. In Du Fu's poems, there are many sentences about him begging for food from his friends. In addition to his poor livelihood, this is because the poet suffered from severe diabetes, which is called "diabetes" in traditional Chinese medicine.
Du Fu said in a poem to the writer Yuan Jie: "I am like Changqing who is ill, and misses the court day and night. My lungs are dry and thirsty, and I am wandering in Gongsun City."
Changqing It is the name of Sima Xiangru, a great poet and poet in the Western Han Dynasty. He was also a diabetic. Diabetes is characterized by polydipsia, polyphagia, polyuria, and weight loss as typical symptoms. Such a great poet was trapped by the disease and his dietary life was not guaranteed. In addition, due to diabetes, he could eat too much and was often in a state of indigestion. In a state of starvation, it is not difficult to understand the hunger that the poet describes tragically.
Despite this, Du Fu still cared about the hunger and cold of the people with the mind of "Although I am very thirsty, I dare to forget the emperor's diligence", hoping that the emperor would provide the people with a stable and prosperous social environment. Diabetes has many complications, such as myocardial infarction, hypertension, tuberculosis, cataracts, deafness, blindness, etc.
In Du Fu's poems in his later years, he repeatedly mentioned his lung disease: such as "The old man with lung disease has been in decline for a long time", "High autumn soothes the lung qi", "Lung disease in old age can only sleep high", etc., indicating that he has suffered from tuberculosis. . He became deaf at the age of 56. The poem "Deafness" said: "The eyes are dark, and the ears are deaf."
In addition, from what he wrote a year before his death, "The right arm is partially closed and the deafness Analysis of poems such as "You can see flowers in the mist when you are old", as well as poems about scratching your eyes with a golden grate, all show that Du Fu suffered from cataracts, deafness, stroke, partial dryness, and foot flaccidity due to diabetes. Regarding the cause of Du Fu's death, there are many theories in history books and modern people, among which the "beef and white wine theory" is the most well-known.
It is said that the poet died of poisoning after eating beef and liquor given by Nie County Magistrate of Leiyang. According to Du Fu's own poems and his descendants' accounts of how they dealt with the death and burial of their ancestors, Du Fu actually died of illness on a boat in the Xiang River.
In 770 AD, the 59-year-old Du Fu fell ill in a boat and suffered from wind paralysis, diabetes, malaria, lung disease, etc. The poet was seriously ill and was dying.
Before his death, Du Fu wrote a last poem of thirty-six rhymes, "In a Windy Boat, I Lie on My Pillow and Hold a Book to Present to My Relatives and Friends in Hunan." The poem describes his wandering life, the pain of being seriously ill and his deep love for his country and his people.
This can be proven by the sentence "Ge Hong's corpse is determined" at the end of the poem. According to the "Book of Jin", after the death of Ge Hong, a medical doctor in the Jin Dynasty, his body seemed light and heavy. People at that time said that he "can become an immortal after decomposing his corpse".
Du Fu used the interpretation of Ge Hong’s body as a metaphor for himself, knowing that he would soon die. Beef liquor is just a trigger for diabetic ketoacidosis.
In the history of Chinese literature, Du Fu's poems have always been known as the "history of poetry". From the perspective of medicine and literature, his poems describing his illness left behind a rare poetic "medical history" for future generations. This is not only a record of the medical history of the poet, but also the history of medicine. The supplementary information reflects the actual historical situation of traditional Chinese medicine in the Tang Dynasty.