Ten years of life and death are boundless, and I won't forget it if I don't think about it.
Distant friends bring distant land closer.
If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time?
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
I advise you to drink one more glass of wine. Westerners have no reason to go out.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
How many times I met and worried;
Forever and ever together, until death do us part and hate to part.
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Peach Blossom Pond is deep in thousands of feet, so it is better for Wang Lun to give it to me.
Give me a peach and give me a plum in return.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you.
Knowing each other far and near, Wan Li is still a neighbor.
After a long drought, when it rains, an old friend meets a foreign country.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Farewell to Tang
I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.
You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.
Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
Chengwei Qutang Wangwei is also known as "Send Twenty-one Xi Yuan"
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Letter to Commissioner Li of Zizhou Church
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields.
I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
After the money failed, I returned to my hometown Tang.
There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.
Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
It's fate that you can't get into the Golden Horse Gate. Who says I'm wrong?
You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.
We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.
You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.
The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.
When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!
Send a friend to Tang Libai
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
Meng Haoran's farewell to Yangzhou Tang Libai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Be appointed Tang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Farewell to Wei Wan and Tang Liqi
Singing a farewell song for the wanderer, the river was frosted for the first time last night.
People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing.
This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
Farewell to my friend Chen Tangliqian.
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
The green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night. Go out and miss your hometown.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead.
You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.
East Gate sells wine and drinks my Cao, as light as a feather.
You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail.
People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.
I heard that there are many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? .
Break up with Xin Changling at Furong Inn
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
2. Poems of human true feelings ① Motherly love is a bitter exhortation when you are confused; Motherly love is an earnest reminder when traveling; Motherly love is a kind smile when you are lonely and helpless.
Motherly love is a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart feel warm as spring even in cold winter; Motherly love is a clear spring, which makes your feelings clear even if they are covered with the dust of years.
Motherly love is a drop of dew, kissing the dry soil. With its drizzle-like warmth and diamond-like persistence, it looks forward to the fertility of broken soil. Motherly love is not the freezing point in life, but a flowing river, which creates beautiful emotional scenes in our lives.
Because of love, vagrants can return home; Because of love, a tired soul can be full of vitality as always. Longing for love is like starlight longing for each other to shine; Longing for love is like the song of the century, longing to be sung forever.
⑤ Missing is a poem that makes you understand the rhythm in ordinary days; Missing is a shower, which makes you get wet in boring days; Missing is a piece of sunshine, which makes your gloomy days clear.
6. Warmth is the fluttering spring rain; Warmth is the shadow of a smile written on the face; Warmth is a response without hesitation; Warmth is a meticulous cooperation.
⑦ "The thread in the loving mother's hand makes clothes for the wayward boy's body" is about affection; "Life is full of friends, and the world should treat each other with the same heart" is about friendship, "Once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever" is about love; "If you are selfish, the country will live and die. Why not avoid every cloud has a silver lining?" You are talking about loving the national conditions.
what is love ? Love is an inspiration, which can swell the sails of your life; what is love ? Love is timely assistance; what is love ? Love is a smile that soothes your broken heart.
Love is a sunshine that shines in winter, which makes people who are poor and sick feel the warmth of the world. Love is the spring in the desert, which makes people on the verge of despair see the hope of life again.
Attending love is a spring that knocks on the ice door and shakes the heart of stone; Love is a beacon shining in the dark, which makes the lost ship find the harbor: love is a small umbrella propped up on a rainy night, which gives people wandering in a foreign land the shade of family; Love is a rainbow flying from the horizon, so that people who are full of sadness can see the beauty of the world.
⑾ Love is a light rain flying in spring, which makes lonely people enjoy the nourishment of their hearts; Love is a clear spring flowing in summer night, which makes people who are hot and sleepless appreciate the poetic peace; Love is a glass of ice water sprinkled on the top of your head, which makes people feel dizzy and dizzy with high fever. Love is a piece of milk candy in the mouth, which makes people who drink coptis chinensis for a long time taste the sweetness of life.
⑿ The power of love is extremely great, and the color of love is extremely beautiful. She can make the person she loves happy, contribute to the happiness of the person she loves, and get the laughter of the person she loves. It can make families happy, make society stable and make the world peaceful. Caring, forgiving and understanding are all love. Let's contribute love to society, the world and the world, and let warmth, gentleness and love be everywhere.
[13] Love is a lamp that illuminates the distance ahead in the dark; Love is a poem that warms the longing heart in the cold; Love is the wind in summer, the sun in winter, the rain in spring and the fruit in autumn.
[14] Enthusiasm is a great power, which comes from the inner generation of the mind and inspires us to exert infinite wisdom and vitality; Enthusiasm is a powerful pillar. No matter what difficulties we face, it can always give birth to our optimistic fighting spirit and tenacious perseverance ... Without enthusiasm, the sky of life would be colorless.
3. The famous sayings or poems describing the true feelings of the world are, after all, people's inner experience, which can only be understood more deeply in the pain, lovesickness or parting, and the repeated intertwined hearts or instant feelings, while the daily life of daily necessities, although representing the true meaning of love, is difficult to achieve touching results.
This is obvious in China's poems.
1) Sadness:
Mao Yi, the son of Su Shi Jiangcheng, recorded dreams on the 20th day of the first month.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless.
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.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
2) Acacia is not allowed
Quetazhi of Yan Shu
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and 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. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. I want to send colored stationery and rulers. The mountains are long and there is a lot of water.
3) Regret and disappointment
Ouyang Xiu's Life Checker
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is 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. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
Li Shangyin's Jinse
Why does a sad piano have fifty strings?
Every string, every plant evokes the vanished spring.
The hazy morning dream becomes a butterfly.
The king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo.
See the tears in the mermaid's eyes in the pearl in the moonlight.
The sun-dried jade from the blue field makes the smoke rise.
A moment that should last forever.
Even if it was felt at that time, it seemed to have disappeared.
4) determination to love
The folk song "Thank you" in Han Yuefu.
Evil!
I want to know you,
Long life and never die!
A mountain without a grave,
The river dried up,
Thunder bursts in winter,
Rain and snow in summer,
Heaven and earth,
I dare break up with you.
4. Poems about human feelings. A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return.
[Han] Liu An was pregnant heavily in October, but the reward was light. Song of Persuading Filial Piety is a one-foot-three-inch treasure, which has been a work for ten years and eight years.
The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the child lay dry and the mother fell asleep wet. "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" is not seen by the mother, and the child is uneasy.
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Before "Song of Persuading Filial Piety", the prodigal son is not cold.
Song of Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "Children's Words Are Unbridled" The bald mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. [Tang] Han Yu's mother instrument hangs down, the tube is bright, and the night platform is silent.
A collection of proverbs, a thread in the hand of a loving mother, makes clothes for her wayward son's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Meng Jiao used to live in and chose a neighbor.
In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. "Three-character Classic" paper boat (for mother) Bing Xin I never refused to throw away a piece of paper, but kept it-kept it, folded it into a boat and threw it into the sea.
Some were blown into the ship's window by the wind. Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.
I still don't give up and fold every day. I always hope that a person can only flow where I want him to go. Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.
This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home. Wandering in Meng Jiao, the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Meng Jiao, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, lost his father very early and lived alone. He studied hard since he was a child and took many imperial examinations, but he failed many times. He became a scholar in his forties and became a county magistrate. This poem was written by Meng Jiao when he was a county magistrate. I recalled the past and thought a lot.
Motherly love (poem) article source: "Holy Motherly Love" Motherly love, strange appearance, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter maternal love, lofty and great maternal love, infinite loyalty, regardless of your peace and agitation, regardless of your failure and success, maternal love is everywhere, it is her who accompanies you to experience life, it is her who flies in the face, Li Changhong does not know the true meaning of maternal love, and you forget the poverty of a mother. With our hands, we can touch bright colors, and with our love, we can measure the overall prosperity and care for our mother. It is also the sublimation and purification of you and me. Try to dry your tears for your mother and enjoy the magnificence! Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked. Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, short dreams are empty, and footsteps are hard to catch up with; The mountains are heavy and the water is heavy. Where are the books?
One lovesickness, two leisure worries. When those red berries come in spring, as a symbol of our love.
Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village. The ecstasy of this moment, the sachet is hidden, and the ribbon is light; The man won the brothel, but she was lucky to survive.
When can I see you here? There are tears on the front sleeves. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.
It's a pity that time flies and the wind and rain are bitter, especially the trees! Who is the money, in exchange for the red scarf greensleeves, hero tears! Baozhuan smoke eliminates dragons and phoenixes, and painting screen clouds locks Xiaoxiang. The night is cold and thin, I think infinitely! You are silent, and I am silent. There is a nameless river flowing quietly among us. If you don't talk, I won't talk, and the white clouds of missing are floating quietly. Let's leave now. In front, there is a small bridge on the river, and the jagged leeks flow from one side to the other. My fair lady longs for it. I am eager to get it. I am eager to think about it. I am very carefree. I tossed and turned.
The oldest love poem: Adam, how about apples? Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. If love lasts for a long time, you can't be together sooner or later. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Since ancient times, you have been free to hate. When this endless sorrow is endless, your clothes will gradually widen, and you will never regret it. For those missing in Iraq, ask what the world is like and teach people to live and die together. It's better to cry on your lover's shoulder all night than to exhibit on the cliff for a thousand years! There is no words between water and water. You are a rock, my concubine is Pu Wei, and Pu Wei is as silky as silk. Rocks move mountains without edges, and heaven and earth blend together. I dare to be with you. I want to be near you. It's hard to get along with you. I don't complain about making fun of others. I just sigh that beauty is abundant, the heart is thin and the heart is broken. The reason is very shallow. God only wants to suffer in this life and get the next life. If you were the moon, I would just slip by you. But there is no trajectory of meteors around the moon. Distance and reality doomed us to have no fate! Bloom can fold straight, don't wait for the flowers to run out! Love, the horizon is close at hand. If there is ruthlessness, it is close at hand. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't give up a forest for a tree. In the sky, I want to be a wing bird. Growing together on the earth, two branches of a tree. My hair hasn't reached my forehead yet. I'm picking flowers and paying by my door. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse and trot around in circles, throwing your childhood, we live in a long lane nearby. We are all young and happy. Tang Wan's Hairpin Phoenix has a thin world and a bad feeling. It is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk.
The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away.
The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix" has red crisp hands, yellow wine, and spring willows in the city.
Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo! Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of lovesickness and two kinds of worries, can't be eliminated, only frowning, but facing my heart-"A Cut of Plum", Li Qingzhao, 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! -"Evil", a folk song of Han Yuefu.
5. A poem about a warm life 1 In life, there is always unexpected warmth and endless hope.
-Anthony 2 heart will tell you what it means to like time, and it will also tell you how long it takes to love you for a long time. Find someone who understands you and watch the prosperity together. People who love you will always have people who understand you. Life is the warmest and the wind is waiting for you. Ta- 10: 00 Jun 3 under the shining light of the city, we rely on the power of ideas to warm our yearning for life, and we are not afraid of dusk. We just want something to comfort our sincerity when we leave in the early morning. -Yao Na's "The years are cool, the ideals are hot" 4 Between life and death, it is a lonely life journey.
Keeping a true love is a lamp that shines the warmth of life. -Bi Shumin's "What am I afraid of" 5 A person sees through the world is desolate and biting, and sees that life is scarred. If she has always been kind and warm in her heart, she will go on step by step and the scenery she sees is still beautiful.
Just like I prefer blue and yellow, they light up dark days and make me bright and warm. Late autumn is like water. If you want to be alone, go and see her all the way! If she makes you happy and warm.
-Xue Xiaochan 6 People who are shivering with cold can feel the warmth of the sun best. People who have experienced the troubles of life know the value of life best-Whitman's Leaves of Grass 7 If life has never met, I don't believe that there is a kind of person who can't get tired of watching it, and there is a kind of person who feels warm as soon as he knows it.
-"Stolen Five Years" 8 I brought him back from the lonely world to the prosperous and warm city. However, he pulled me from an ordinary and peaceful life to an exciting and wanton life.
-Mo Ding "He is coming, please close your eyes" 9 Life is sometimes like this, like the picture of a movie, frame by frame, let nature take its course, with ups and downs, calm and warmth. However, life is more difficult than movies because you can't be satisfied forever.
-Luffy's "The First Mad Princess: The Incredible Wife of the Evil King Chong" 10 Life is like a journey. All the beauty and warmth are as silent as a shadow. Standing behind you, you won't meet head-on. As long as you keep towards the distant, it will follow you all the way.
-Wang Ruoyi's "Not to satisfy, just to stay away" 1 1 Born to lose everything, disappear, completely disappear into nothingness, come in through the entrance and go out through the exit. If this process is long, who doesn't want to spend it warmly? -Haruki Murakami's Dance 12 For you, idols are often like stars in the sky, sometimes dark and sometimes bright. They have warmed or lit up your life, so don't try to get close, or they will burn or be disappointed.
-Rao Xueman's Things Those Girls Should Know 13 For you, idols are often like stars in the sky, sometimes dark and sometimes bright. They warm or light up your life, that's enough. Don't try to get close, or they will either burn or be disappointed. -Rao Xueman's Things Those Girls Should Know 14 As long as you don't lose your lofty sense of mission or keep a clear head, you can't park the ship of life in a warm harbor for a long time. You should sail again, sail for the stormy waves of life and enjoy the infinite scenery.
People should not only overcome failure, but also surpass victory. -Lu Yao's Morning Begins at Noon 15 Let go of what you can't put down, and let go of your feelings.
Turn over a page before you can write the next page, so that life can gradually become a book. Only when things have changed, can the past be colorful and the memories be as warm as ever.
It is not difficult to move forward, as long as you learn to turn. -Liu Tong's Towards the Bright Side.
6. the true love poems in the world ring, asking for their friendly voices -> 2. Give me a peach and a plum -> 3. Give me a papaya and give it back to Joan. Since we know each other, why do we have to be blind? -Han Yuefu folk songs > 5. Husband yearns for the four seas and Wan Li is his neighbor-the Three Kingdoms. Cao Wei Zhi > 6. However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor-Don Wang Bo > 7. Not far from knowing each other, Wan Li is still a neighbor-Don Zhang Jiuling > 8. Young people are willing to learn new things, but they are old friends when they are dying-Don Han Yu > 9. Friendship with Wen Chang and Neighboring with Germany-Tang Zuyong > 10. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? -Tang Bai Juyi > 1 1. Make friends at the end of life, not for ups and downs-Tang Helan enters the Ming Dynasty > 12. There is no distinction between young and old in life, so why should we tune together first? -Tang Du Fu >; 13. Friends who paint must be light, and mountains like paper don't like flat-green Weng Zhao > 14. Not for a day, such as Sanqiu Xi-> 15. Lots of water, but no words —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han > 16. Raise your hand for a long time and work hard. Two of a kind-Han Yuefu Folk Songs > 17. When those red berries come in spring, the branches in your south are in full bloom. Take them home for me as a symbol of our love-Don Wang Wei >; 18. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood-Tang Libai > 19. On the moon, willow shoots, people meet after dusk-Song Ouyang Xiu >; 20. if you don't think about it for a day, you will get a thousand eyebrows-Yong > 2 1. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Today last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. People don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze-Don Cui Hu > 23. Silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and the candles will dry the wick every night-Don Li Shangyin > 24. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west. Is the road sunny but sunny? -Tang Liu Yuxi > 25. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber-Tang Yuanzhen > 26. The picture above is a green void, and the picture below is a yellow spring, but he can't find the person he is looking for-Don Bai Juyi in these two places. Since then, there is no bright night, so let him go to the West Wing under the bright moon-Tang > 28. If two feelings last for a long time, how can it be sooner or later? -off > 29. We hope to fly in the sky, like two birds, with the same wing; We hope to grow together on the ground, like two branches of a tree. -Tang Bai Juyi > 30. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider, but I am thin for Iraq. -Song Liu Yong > A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return.
[Han] Liu An was pregnant heavily in October, but the reward was light. Song of Persuading Filial Piety is a one-foot-three-inch treasure, which has been a work for ten years and eight years.
The mother of "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" said that the child lay dry and the mother fell asleep wet. "Song of Persuading Filial Piety" is not seen by the mother, and the child is uneasy.
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Before "Song of Persuading Filial Piety", the prodigal son is not cold.
Song of Persuading Filial Piety is full of love and hardship. Who knew my parents when they hurt me? "Children's Words Are Unbridled" The bald mother hid her face and cried, and her shirt sleeves were broken. [Tang] Han Yu's mother instrument hangs down, the tube is bright, and the night platform is silent.
A collection of proverbs, a thread in the hand of a loving mother, makes clothes for her wayward son's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Meng Jiao used to live in and chose a neighbor.
In Mencius' laziness, she cut the cloth. Saint Amethyst mourned my parents and gave birth to me.
The Book of Songs has neither father nor mother. Don't be happy when there is a child in the Book of Songs, and don't sigh when there is no child. [Tang] Han Yu people see that boys and girls are good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
[Tang] Wang Jian's parents are both on earth; The rarest person in the world, brother. Motto Lian Bi is the best parent in the world; Being a child is the greatest filial piety in the world.
My father gave birth to me, and my mother bowed, caressed, nursed, nurtured, cared and answered me. In the Book of Songs, the father is unkind and the son is unfilial; A brother who is not a friend is disrespectful; If the husband is unfair, the woman will be unhappy.
[Southern and Northern Dynasties] Yan Zhitui did not have a good father and brother in his life, nor did he have a strict teacher and friend outside, but few people succeeded. [Song] Lv Gongzhu.
7. Poems describing the true feelings look at each other with tears in their hands, but they are speechless.
Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, short dreams are empty, and footsteps are hard to catch up with; The mountains are heavy and the water is heavy. Where are the books?
One lovesickness, two leisure worries.
When those red berries come in spring, as a symbol of our love. Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village. The ecstasy of this moment, the sachet is hidden, and the ribbon is light; The man won the brothel, but she was lucky to survive. When can I see you here? There are tears on the front sleeves. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.
It's a pity that time flies and the wind and rain are bitter, especially the trees! Who is the money, in exchange for the red scarf greensleeves, hero tears!
Baozhuan smoke eliminates dragons and phoenixes, and painting screen clouds locks Xiaoxiang. The night is cold and thin, I think infinitely!
You were silent, too.
I am silent, too.
One of us.
An unnamed river
Quietly flowing
You don't say either.
I wouldn't say either.
Let Baiyun miss you
Drift quietly
Let's leave now.
There is a small bridge ahead.
On the river.
In fact, there are many true feelings, depending on what true feelings you want. I can only think of so much for the time being, and write more about acacia. Choose for yourself. Ha ha. The last poem seems to belong to Wang Guowei.
8. This poem describing the true feelings of the world is sincere and sincere. The depths of the ocean are affectionate and beneficial.
Share weal and woe, treat each other sincerely, and share life and death.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi "Don't be big"
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling
Knowing each other far and near, Wan Li is still a neighbor. -Zhang Jiuling
We met an old friend in another country after a long drought. -Wang Zhu
You will know the pine and cypress when it is cold, and you will see the truth when it is difficult. anonymous
Goose feathers are sent from afar, a trivial gift, but there is a heavy yearning behind it; What matters is not the gift, but the mind behind it. -Xing Junchen
9. An ancient poem describing the true feelings of the world 1, the original text: I wonder why my Jinse has fifty strings, and every flower-like interval is the interval of youth.
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. From: Interpretation of Li Shangyin's "Jinse" in the Tang Dynasty: Seben has 25 strings, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so 50 strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.
Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.
Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
2, the original: cold rain into the night, Wu, Fujian. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Said by: Wang Changling's interpretation of The Lotus Inn and Xin Jian's Parting in the Tang Dynasty: The cold rain spread all over Wudi River overnight, and even the hazy distant mountains seemed lonely in the morning when I saw you off! When I arrive in Luoyang, if my relatives and friends in Luoyang call me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as ice in a jade pot! 3, the original text: there is water in the green hills, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. The bright moonlight on the 24 th Bridge is a clear night. Where do you teach blowjobs? From: Interpretation of Du Mu's "A Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate" in the Tang Dynasty: The green hills are faintly undulating, the rivers are long, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has withered in autumn.
Where are you, old friend, listening to the wonderful oral sex? 4. Original: Last night's star, last night's wind, is in the west of the studio and 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.
From: Interpretation of Li Shangyin's Untitled Stars and Winds of Last Night in the Tang Dynasty: Last night, the stars were bright, but there was a cool breeze in the middle of the night; Our banquet is located on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.
Guess and play with each other, and drink spring wine every other seat to warm your heart; Let's toast in groups, the candlelight will be red. Alas, when you listen to the five drums, you should go to court; Riding to Lantai is like Artemisia capillaris floating in the wind.
5, the original: color sleeves hold the jade clock diligently, but they are drunk. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night.
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
From: Song Yan's "Partridge Sky Colorful Sleeves Concentrate on Holding Jade Bell" Interpretation: You waved colorful sleeves and gently advised you to drink, recalling that you were willing to get drunk. Dance gracefully until the bright moon hanging on the willow tip shines into the building and sinks; The singer sang softly until the wind at the bottom of the fan stopped.
Since that parting, I always miss that wonderful meeting, and I was with you in many dreams. Tonight, I hold up the silver lamp and look at you carefully, lest this meeting be in my dream again.