2. 1 What are the ancient poems describing "tragic"? Author: liuyong Age: Song
It's too late for Changting. At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. 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. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who can say!
, 2, Tang Dong Author: Gao Shinian: Tang
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you!
3. Song of Jinling, Farewell to Fan Xuan Author: Li Bai Age: Tang
Rock is like a tiger, and Ling Bo wants to cross the Cangjiang River. The trend of Zhongshan Dragon Plate is coming, and the beautiful trees are beautiful. For more than forty years, fame and fortune flowed eastward. Who is the son of Little White Horse? He went to prison when he was too young. In the past, Jinling was magnificent and swept the heroic world. The crown is scattered into smoke, and the golden jade seat is turned into cold ashes. When the blade was buckled, it was sad and empty, and Chen Liang's bones were all messed up. Emperor Dragon Sinks Jingyang Well, who sings yushu backyard flower? There's no way to be sad here. Now stay away from Changchun grass. Send the heart of Wan Li to the Yangtze River. He visited Nanshan in 1996.
4. Man Jianghong angrily rushed to Chu Jun Yuefei in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Angry, leaning against the railing, resting in the drizzle. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, it's white and sad.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!
5. A song "Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu to Go Home"
Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
6. Yan Gexing Gao Shi
The northeast border of China is shrouded in smoke and dust. In order to repel the barbaric invaders, our generals left their families.
Stride forward together, looking like heroes should watch, and received the emperor's most cordial favor.
They walked through the elm pass with the sound of gongs and drums. They waved a row of flags around the stone tablet.
Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
The highlands and rivers on the outer border were cold and desolate, but soon the barbarians' horses ran wild in the wind and rain.
Half of us were killed at the front, but the other half are still alive, and the beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them at the camp.
In autumn, the desert is full of grass, the sun sets, and there are only a few surviving watchmen by the lonely wall.
When you meet your enemy, you will despise him. However, despite what they have done, Elm Street is still not safe.
Still in the front line, the real clothes are thin, and it's time for Bai Weiling to look after his departure.
Still in this southern city, the young wife's heart is broken, while the soldiers on the northern border are looking forward to going home in vain.
The wind cut off our progress, and there was nothing ahead in the place of death and blue void.
Three times a day, the dark clouds of slaughter rose over the camp. All night, the drums on the hour trembled and gave a cold rumble.
Until the white sword is seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a responsibility, who will stop to think about fame?
However, when it comes to the hardships of desert war, today we will mention Li, a great general who lived a long time ago.
7. The fisherman is proud of Qiu Si Song Fan Zhongyan
Qiu Lai has different scenery,
Nobody cares about Hengyang goose.
The four sides are connected by sound,
Thousands of miles away,
Long smoke and sunset, isolated city closed.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home.
Ran Yan didn't return to the plan.
The pipe strength is covered with frost.
People don't sleep,
The general was white-haired and wept for his husband.
8. Make it Wang Wei.
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.
Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
9. Join the Army (Part IV)
There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
10, William Wang, a poet in Liangzhou.
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
Pronunciation of "tragedy": zhuànɡ
Explanation:
Refers to or describes tragic.
Synonyms: pathos, grief and sadness.
3. Tragic and tragic poem Nalan Rong Ruo and appreciation of his ci are for you: Hua Tangchun won two ecstasy in his life for two generations.
Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.
This word is the representative of Rong Ruo's description of love. The person you love no longer belongs to you, even if you miss each other, you are not helpless in the end.
There are many obstacles in the way of love. If you can get this feeling, you will sacrifice everything you want. ) who reads the west wind alone in Huanxisha, and the yellow leaves close the window.
Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea.
At that time, only Tao was ordinary. (I like the sentence "Only pottery was unusual at that time", which is dull with invisible pain.
The west wind blows, the yellow leaves fall, how lonely, and my thoughts return to the past. In the past, the scene was very ordinary, and ordinary things were gone. That kind of beauty can only be found in memories. )
On the third night, the plum flute has fallen, and no one knows where the moon is. I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what you are crying about, and I remember my life in a heartbreaking voice.
("I remember my life in the voice of heartbroken" can be said to be the crowning touch of this word. Do people need fame and fortune in their life? Melancholy is because what is needed is not material. Who can understand this? Looking back on life, no one understands that what is in his heart is the most painful. )
At dusk, Yu Meiren listened to ChengTouJiao again, and was in a bad mood. The initial boiling of the medicine furnace is short and green, and there is no lingering fragrance and half a trace of annoyance.
Affectionate since ancient times, the original disease, clear mirror cherish clear shadow. With a flick of a finger, tears fell like silk, and the Central Committee and Dongfeng Hugh sent jade people to know.
There was another war in the frontier, but I fell ill at this time. I really want to send a letter home, but I'm afraid my family, especially her, will worry. If she knew she was ill, would her delicate body stand it? I would rather suffer alone than let the people I love worry about me. ) the dream of the mountain is over, and the spring mountain is reflected in the mirror.
Fang regretted being too careless in the past and took a casual look. Pei Huan should only return to the moon. What's the point of sending her to this world?
How many drops of residual red wax tears, when will it dry? I like the sentence "I want to talk, my dream is over". Many things in the world are unclear and unclear. This sentence brings out the heaviness of the whole word. The person you love is not around you, and you will never forget your eyebrows, and your heart is infinitely melancholy. Only the candle in front of the stage knows your mind. )
The wind floc of Hanako has turned into a flat, and the mud lotus is just a thousand lotus roots; Be careful not to burn a clove of incense and remember the past life. People feel sentimental and thin, and now they really regret it; Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.
My former feelings are past tense, but I have been struggling with them. Perhaps the influence of this feeling is too deep, and it has been integrated with itself at the moment and will never be forgotten.
I feel great pain at the thought of the past. ) Where is Nanxiangzi Quenching Wu Gou? This is a barren city with a flowing pillow.
It used to be a dragon battlefield, and it was chilly. The grass is covered with frost, and the autumn wind is everywhere.
Think of yourself as idle, and you will always grow old together. Don't change your youth and be young.
How many heroes only waste mountains. This word is full of tragic feelings. How many heroes only waste mountains? What about the prince and the prince? They are tired of worldly fame and fortune. It's just a waste of youth. Time flies. Do you still want to pursue this fleeting achievement? Recalling Su Shuanglin Buddhist Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, I feel exhausted and the monk is incomplete.
Wind and rain kill life and death, deja vu and loneliness, but I can't wake up. Shake it back and blow it clearly.
The golden well leaves are floating in the dark. At first glance, the wind will settle, the bell will ring and the blessing will recommend the whole city. (The Iraqis are dead, but their hearts are dead. What they see is the lonely scene of Xiao Suo, and what they hear is the cold voice. Even if he has not yet become a monk, he has the intention of escaping into an empty door and staying out of the world. )
Bodhisattva drinks cold and knocks on the window, and the fragrance lingers in autumn. The only way is not to hurt the spirit, the blue is wet.
Bored lying alone, fingers are too light. Remember the other one, Taohua and Liuwansi.
("The only way is not to hurt the spirit, the blue is wet." It's beautifully written, and it's sad to recall the scene when I broke up with you in spring. It's already early autumn, and I keep telling myself to let go of my arms and not indulge in memories. Unexpectedly, the thought of you brings tears to my eyes. )
The crystal curtain of Bodhisattva is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.
The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep. Just last autumn, how to cry.
My wife just died, and since then, heaven and man have been separated forever. Since then, no one has bought me cold clothes, and no one has given me gentle care. Autumn has arrived, and I can't help but recall last autumn. Even though I feel very painful and helpless, I want to cry without tears. )
The Bodhisattva sent someone to Fen Liang to get to know this gentleman. At the moment, the situation is bleak, and Huang Wei is alone. The flag of tobacco and alcohol is blue, and the fish market in the water town is sunny.
The dream of the tower tonight, the spring pulse is cold. Straight across Thrushcross Bridge, the Qiantang River is at high tide.
(Nalan Rong Ruo and Gu Huafeng are like brothers. They got a bosom friend all their lives and died without regret. It's easier to add icing on the cake than to send charcoal in the snow.
Rong Ruo attaches great importance to feelings and justice, and his friends are willing to lend a helping hand in times of difficulty. The whole poem is a little sad, and at the same time it has a sense of tranquility and peace, which is the best in Farewell to Friends. )
Who is the confidant of Lotus Cup? It's over. Won and missed his life.
Love is as ruthless as ever, don't regret it clearly. Mo Daofang changes all the time, day and night.
Take care of yourself. Show Iraq the maze and come back, wash away the rain and wash away the legacy.
Who does this "bosom friend" refer to, lover? Or a dead wife? I believe only the author knows. The word has a good transition from just to soft, from bright to dark, and there is no sudden feeling.
The last sentence of Shangque's "I regret not being clear at the beginning" and the last sentence of Xiaque's "Dredging the rain and washing the legacy" show this feeling to the fullest. ) Jin Luqu Jian Liangfen shed endless tears, not because he and Qiong Lou were lonely and came to the world by mistake.
How blessed are the channel idiots, who are born with wisdom. Don't be tired any more.
Why not be an official like a broken stalk? Only generals and voices bark at the group. Heaven wants to ask, and rest.
I judge myself to be haggard. Go to Ding Ning, where the fragrance flows easily, while the jade flows lightly.
Envy to kill the guests in the world of mortals, blindly lead a drunken life. Song cried again, guess what it means.
Wu, who has not survived, is intervening in the present and future. You know me, Fen Liang.
This word is soft in the middle and soft in the middle. Reading between the lines, we can see the chivalrous side of Rong Ruo. Wu is. In the early Qing Dynasty, there were many unjust cases in the imperial examinations. Wu Zhaoqian was wronged and sentenced to exile from Ningguta. Gu Huafeng and he racked their brains and asked for help everywhere, and finally came from Ning.
4. The poem describing the tragic autumn has turned yellow slightly, showing a scene of late autumn. Tang Li Bai's Autumn Deng Xuan Xie Tiao North Building
High birds in Huang Yun at dusk, cold trees in autumn Tang Du Fu's "Late autumn Changsha Cai Wu waits for a royal banquet to send Liu Yin to join the army and return to Fengzhou to worship the province"
The fisherman who lives in the lodge is still vague, and the swallow flies in the clear autumn.
Trust: stay for two nights. So: still. Eight poems written by Tang Du Fu in autumn.
Zhaitang Xiakou Qujiang Head, smoke meets Su Du Fu's eight autumn prosperity.
The autumn sand is white on the far shore, and the mountains are illuminated at night in Du Fu's Five Poems of Akita in the Red Tang Dynasty.
Autumn is near in the sky, and the moon shadow on the ground clears the moon of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty.
In the autumn of August, the wind roared, and Du Fu's "The Hut was Blown by the Autumn Wind" in Sanmaotang rolled up in my house.
5. What poems describe tragic parting? 1. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. (Farewell the viceroy to his post in Shu) II. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
(Li Bai: "Send a friend" 3. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Twenty Shi An Xi") 5. Cold rain at night Wu, Fujian in Chushan. (Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows a gentleman.
(Gao Shi: "Not Big") 7. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 8. Lonely sails are far away from the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
(Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou) 9. We watched him go east through the wheel tower door, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Cen Can: Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home in a Song of Snow) 10. Outside Changting, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.
A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. Li Shutong: Farewell.
6. 1 What are the ancient poems describing "tragic"? Author: Liu Yong Age: The Song Dynasty was cold and miserable, and Changting was too late.
At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. 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.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, who can say! , 2, don't Dong Author: Gao Shi years: Tang daytime, the north wind blowing geese, snowflakes have. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you! 3, Jinling Song, farewell Fan Xuan Author: Li Bai era: rock like a tiger, Ling Bo wants to cross the Cangjiang River.
The trend of Zhongshan Dragon Plate is coming, and the beautiful trees are beautiful. For more than forty years, fame and fortune flowed eastward.
Who is the son of Little White Horse? He went to prison when he was too young. In the past, Jinling was magnificent and swept the heroic world.
The crown is scattered into smoke, and the golden jade seat is turned into cold ashes. When the blade was buckled, it was sad and empty, and Chen Liang's bones were all messed up.
Emperor Dragon Sinks Jingyang Well, who sings yushu backyard flower? There's no way to be sad here. Now stay away from Changchun grass.
Send the heart of Wan Li to the Yangtze River. He visited Nanshan in 1996. 4, full of Jiang Hong, angry and rushed to the crown in the Southern Song Dynasty, Yue Fei was angry and rushed to the crown, leaning against the railing and raining.
Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, it's white and sad. Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, breaking through the lack of Helan Mountain.
Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Stay from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky! 5. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Ng Wui, whose north wind rolled white grass, and In the snow spent eight days in Tatar.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
6. Yan Gexing Gao Shi The northeast border of China was dark and filled with smoke. In order to repel the barbaric invaders, our generals left their families behind. Stride forward together, looking like heroes should watch, and received the emperor's most cordial favor.
They walked through the elm pass with the sound of gongs and drums. They waved a row of flags around the stone tablet. Until their captain in Shahai gave the order with feathers, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.
The highlands and rivers on the outer border were cold and desolate, but soon the barbarians' horses ran wild in the wind and rain. Half of us were killed at the front, but the other half are still alive, and the beautiful girls are still singing and dancing for them at the camp.
In autumn, the desert is full of grass, the sun sets, and there are only a few surviving watchmen by the lonely wall. When you meet your enemy, you will despise him. However, despite what they have done, Elm Street is still not safe.
Still in the front line, the real clothes are thin, and it's time for Bai Weiling to look after his departure. Still in this southern city, the young wife's heart is broken, while the soldiers on the northern border are looking forward to going home in vain.
The wind cut off our progress, and there was nothing ahead in the place of death and blue void. Three times a day, the dark clouds of slaughter rose over the camp. All night, the drums on the hour trembled and gave a cold rumble.
Until the white sword is seen again, spattered with red blood, when death becomes a responsibility, who will stop to think about fame? However, when it comes to the hardships of desert war, today we will mention Li, a great general who lived a long time ago. 7. The fisherman is proud of Song Fan Zhongyan's scenery, and no one cares about Hengyang Goose.
Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan didn't return to his home, and frost grew all over the place.
People don't sleep, and generals cry for their husbands with white hair. 8. This makes Wang Wei's bike want to ask questions, and it is a country that has lived for a long time. Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
9, from the army (fourth) Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city overlooking Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.
10, "Liangzhou Ci" Author: William Wang wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately urged. Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
Pronunciation of "tragic": bēi zhuànɡ Interpretation: It refers to tragic, or describes tragic. Synonyms: pathos, grief and sadness.
7. Write tragic poems 1. He who dies without knowing everything is empty and does not see Kyushu. Twelve (land tour) 2. The adherents shed tears and looked forward to another year. In autumn night, you will feel cold when you come out of the fence door (land tour) 3. Hu is still there, your temples fall first, and your tears flow empty. Who expected that in this life, my heart was in Tianshan and my body was in Cangzhou. When I was a child, I knew that the world was difficult and the Central Plains looked like a mountain in the north. 1 1 4th, another storm (land tour). I am trapped in the Great Wall, and my temples in the mirror have faded. 6. Zhu Menchen sang and danced, and the horse was fat and the bow was broken. 7. Guan Shanyue land tour, adherents endure death, looking forward to recovery, several places are now. Although the three Chu clans can destroy Qin, why do they have time for China? A Journey to Jin Cuodao is a land tour of 10, and it is a real name, comparable to anyone in a thousand years. The Book of Wrath of Heaven is 1 1' s journey to land, with a restless heart and a lonely sword beside the bed. If you want to serve your country, come to a bad end, there is no battlefield. "(Lu You's" Tap Water ") 13. Julian Waghann decided to celebrate the Central Plains Festival in the north, and this family sacrifice will never be forgotten. -Lu You's "Xiuer" 14. I dare not forget to care about the country and the people, so I still have to wait for the coffin to close. (Song Lu You's The Book of Diseases) Cao Liu! Have a son like Sun Zhongmou Nanxiangzi (Xin Qiji) 18. Get rid of the king of the world and win the fame before death. Get rid of the son (Xin Qiji) 19. Think of that year, Jin Ge iron horse, gobbling up Wan Li. Harmony Music (Xin Qiji) 20. Who has not died since ancient times, stay.