Poetry about the change of the world

Our country experienced many dynasties in ancient times, and many talented poets wrote many good poems. Let me introduce a few songs that impressed me deeply.

Wulingchun was written by Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty. The original text is: the wind and dust have exhausted fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and I plan to go boating. I'm afraid boating in Shuangxi can't carry much worry.

The midnight song "How can you avoid the sadness and hatred of life" was written by Li Yu. The original text is: how can we avoid the sadness and hate of life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone! When I came back from my old country, I felt tears in my eyes. Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream. I especially like this song. The meaning of this song is, how can we avoid the sadness and hatred of life? Only I am sad! I dreamed that I had returned to my old country. When I woke up, my tears fell. Who will climb the building with me? I will always remember a sunny autumn, looking out from a tall building. The past is empty, as if in a dream. The beginning of the word is an undisguised expression of infinite sorrow in the chest, a sigh of life, an abstract summary of life, not only for myself, but also for all beings. As the monarch of national subjugation, Li Yu has inseparable feelings for the motherland, so he misses that night. However, things are not yesterday, people are not then, and the joy and glory of the past can only be reproduced in dreams, and the more memories bring him, the more he remembers.

The title of the book "South Village in Beijing" was written by Cui Hu. On this day last year, in this door, people's faces turned red, and people didn't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze.

The Feeling at the Bottom of the River was written by Zhao Wei. I am thinking quietly at the bottom of the river alone, and the moonlight is like water. Where are all the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year.

The ancient culture is extensive and profound. Of course, these poets have gone through so much to write such good poems.