Author: Ma Biao Hyundai
Next to Naihe Bridge,
Loneliness,
Just waiting for a promise,
Forget the river,
Raise a glass and sigh,
Just because I can't give up my old marriage.
You used to be a water lily in front of the Buddha.
Inadvertently fell into the mortal world,
I used to be the flag of the world of mortals,
Never thought of meeting in the spring after the snow.
A prosperous world,
Tangled,
Just to relive the love of past lives,
Sansheng stone edge,
Swear in blood,
Just to have love in late spring.
You are saussurea involucrata on the plateau,
Don't want to be drowned in gossip,
I used to be a boy in Cangyang on the street.
And now the game is drunk.
Next to Naihe Bridge,
Loneliness,
Meng Po Tang Can won't forget the lingering feelings of the past.
Forget the river,
Tears rolled down my eyes,
Forgetfulness will wash away today's thoughts.
2. Random thoughts on Naiheqiao
Author: Spring planting and autumn harvest are all modern.
Random thoughts on Naiheqiao
Naihe Bridge is not a fairy mountain,
No one knows the true face.
You cann't peek after a thousand laps,
Invisible smoke clouds linger in my heart.
Time flies,
A drop in the ocean seems very small.
A moment of time changes endlessly,
Life is too short to bother yourself.
Dark clouds in the sky sway with the wind,
Underground rivers roll up waves.
No one, young or old,
It is inevitable that people and ghosts cherish each other.
Life will end one day,
No one can escape the iron law.
I feel that the sky will never wake up,
The less regrets, the better.
How many times have you been here in the morning and evening,
Bloom made much ado about nothing.
Leave your figure on the road of reincarnation,
Infernal affairs connects Naihe Bridge.
Naihe bridge is illusory,
Who knows what it looks like?
Legends from ancient times to the present,
There is an endless ballad in the world!
3. Naihe Bridge
Author: hit the wood-the missing modern
Naihe bridge
Yifei bridge
Seven inches wide
Ten thousand feet high.
The wind is swaying.
The breeze is swaying.
Meng Po road
The road ahead is foggy and rainy.
Drink it.
Ruthless and unrestrained
My soul is out of body experience.
Hesitate a little. Who knows?
Life and death
advance and retreat
Empty is the wind.
Empty without a trace
Yamaraja Palace
Eighteen sticks
The pain in my heart, blowing in the wind.
this evening
Hanjiangbian
When a person is drunk, he laughs at the sky.
4. Naihe Bridge
Author: Walking Three Mountains and Modern Times
Grow old slowly
On the endless streets
Waiting for another bright moon
Shengui hometown
Who do you work for in your life?
Who is sick?
calmly
A hundred years of loneliness.
Such as reincarnation
Just like the place of birth.
Who sighs?
Take the Naihe Bridge.
This life is unfinished.
5. Naihe Qiaotou
Author: The sound of birds flying is modern.
When the curtain falls, there will always be some rosy clouds.
In the dark, ghosts are everywhere.
Fly in the wind
Just enough to carve stars and lightning.
When night falls
I dressed up the moon beautifully.
Solo, broken dreams.
After tomorrow morning, and tomorrow morning.
Brilliant blue and white porcelain
Wait for me and gulp it down.
Through the mountains, every leaf
Everyone is laughing, just waiting for the idiot to wake up.
The scenery of this bridge
It's just a bird's trail in the air.
Every time I fly,
Eventually, disappear in the deep heart.
2. The poem about the legend of Naihe Bridge, after passing through the gate of hell, the last road is called Huang Quan Road, and the flowers in bloom fall, but no leaves are seen. At the end of the road, there is a river called Forgetting River, a bridge called Naihe Bridge, a earthen platform called Wangxiangtai and a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion. A woman named Meng Po was waiting there, handing a bowl of Meng Po soup to passers-by. There is a stone called Sansheng Stone by the Forgetting River, which makes people forget everything. Drinking Meng Po Tang records past lives crossing Naihe Bridge in the afterlife, seeing the world for the last time at Wangxiangtai, and drinking a cup of boiled water at Forgotten River.
Legend has it that after death, people first walk out of the gate of hell, pass through Huang Quan Road, and come to Forget Sichuan. Naihe Bridge is divided into three layers: the upper layer, the red layer, the middle layer, the mysterious yellow layer, and the lower layer, the more dangerous it is. It's full of ghosts that can't be reincarnated. In life, those who do good go up one level and those who do evil go down one level.
There is a Meng Po on Naihe Bridge. If you want to cross Naihe Bridge, you must drink Meng Po Tang. You can't cross the Naihe Bridge without drinking Meng Po Tang. You cannot be reincarnated. Anyone who drinks Meng Po Tang will forget all the obstacles in this life and enter the road of reincarnation without any attachments and start the next reincarnation. Mengpo decoction is also called forgetting water or worrying, and then you will forget your past life. Love and hate, ups and downs, gains and losses will be forgotten with this bowl of Meng Po Tang. People who hate in this life are strangers in the next life. Everyone who doesn't know the world has his own bowl here. The Meng Po soup in the bowl is actually the tears that the living people have shed all their lives. Everyone will cry when they are alive: because of joy, because of sadness, because of pain, because of hate, because of sadness, because of Meng Po's love, he collected their tears drop by drop and tortured them into soup. When they passed away and walked on the bridge of Naihe River, he asked them to drink it, forget their love, hate and sorrow when they were alive, and re-enter Liudao or become immortals or adults. Or for livestock, not everyone will willingly drink Meng Po Tang, because there will always be relatives who don't want to forget in this life. Meng Po will tell him that all the tears you shed for her life have been boiled into this bowl of soup. Drinking means drinking your love for her. The last memory in the eyes of people who come here is that the person I love in this life drank the soup, and the figure in his eyes gradually faded away, like a newborn baby. In order to see you again in the next life, you can't drink Meng Po Tang, so you have to jump. It takes thousands of years to cycle in a forgotten river. In a thousand years, you may see the person you love most in your life on the bridge, but you can't communicate with each other. You can see her. She can't see you. For thousands of years, you saw her walk over and over again. Naiheqiao has drunk bowls and bowls of Mengpo soup. You hope she doesn't drink Meng Po Tang, but you are afraid that she can't bear the suffering of the river that has been forgotten for thousands of years. If she can remember past lives thousands of years later, she can re-enter this world to find her favorite person. There is a bluestone called Sanshengshi Sanshengshi, which records everyone's past lives. The words on it are as red as blood, and there are four big characters engraved on it: "Go to the other side as soon as possible".
There is a medicine called "dragonfly grass" in the world, which can make the dying people die, but not the living. It is also said that there is a medicine called "Meng Po Tang" in the world, which can make people feel powerless, but it can make people forget that there was a kind of grass called "heartbroken grass" in the past, which can restore people's memory, but it can also be fatal. Once you take it, you will die suddenly within three days.
3. Naiheqiao's poem "Yellow Road"
There is nothing you can do on Naihe Bridge, but you can't forget Hechuan River.
There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai.
On the other side of bloom, what can you do on the bridge?
On the other side of bloom, heartbroken grass is heartbroken!
Forget the river, forget the river, and the flowers on the other side will bloom on the other side.
Flowers bloom on the other side, and this boat swims on this river.
On the other side of bloom, Herba Lysimachiae is heartbroken. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? Three lives stand in front of the stone.
Irises bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, crying alone, but gorgeous people don't return. At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty. Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart!
On the other side of bloom, on the other side.
What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge?
Wangchuanshui
Sanshengshi sells Meng Po.
Nirvana fell in love with the devil.
Floating life is like wasting time in MengMeng.
Dance only the sun and the moon for the rest of my life
The fleeting song of the wind
Bloom is on the other side,
Forget the river, forget the river.
Has nothing to do with the bridge,
Sansheng is written on Sansheng Stone.
What happened in the past life is known in this life, and the surname is left on the stone.
On the other side of bloom, you can only see flowers, but not leaves.
For a thousand years,
For a thousand years,
Flowers and leaves never meet, love is not cause and effect, and fate is doomed to life and death.
spider lily
Flower of the other shore
On the other side of Bloom.
It's just a fiery red.
Flowers without leaves
Ye Sheng Wuhua
Miss each other but can't meet each other.
Duzibeian road
that night
Meet in a dream
You are a white rootless lotus.
I am the red flower on the other side.
You are as white as snow.
I am as red as blood.
You left in the mirror pool of Tianshan Mountain.
I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.
That moment
fall in love with you
Bad luck in life
run away
There's nowhere to run.
I will wait forever.
Three thousand days of war, the stars move.
You are old at last.
I still fall
You came to the ferry.
The dark river ahead is full of black water.
Give me a shallow smile.
Meng Po's soup bowl is empty
You set foot on the Naihe Bridge.
Calm as water
The heart is as heavy as a stone.
I closed the messy flowers.
be desperate
There is no hope of death.
My floral fragrance lingers.
I can't help forgetting the bitter soup.
I am still alive.
There is no soul, only body.
But insist on loving you
spider lily
Vernal equinox flower
Forever blooming leisurely on the other side
This coastal heart
Only on this shore will you hesitate.
How many fireworks?
Pay the wind and rain
How many dreams are there between dust?
Turn east along the current.
What I saw disappeared.
Disappeared, remember
This is a waste of time. ...
Memory is just a petal. ...
When the wind blows away, there will be no ...
We met in a dream that night.
You are a white rootless lotus, and I am the red flower on the other side.
You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood.
You left in the mirror pool of Tianshan Mountain.
I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.
That moment
fall in love with you
There is no escape from fate.
I'll wait 3000 days before changing it.
You are old at last, and I am still falling.
You came to the ferry.
The dark river ahead is full of black water.
Give me a smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty.
You set foot on the Naihe Bridge.
Calm as water
The heart is as heavy as a stone.
I closed the messy flowers.
be desperate
There is no hope of death.
The lingering fragrance of my flowers can't compare with the forgetting of bitter soup.
I am still alive.
There is no soul, only body.
But insist on loving you
At that moment, I fell in love with you and had nowhere to run.
There's nowhere to run.
I'll wait 3000 days before changing it.
I'll still fall if you die.
Mitukawa. Flower on the other side Naihe bridge
A river and clear water separate the two banks, and the flowers on the other side are bright and red.
Xianxiansu hand-folded flower stems, never forget the half-life fate.
Looking at the end of the water, I miss it painfully but sweetly.
Drops of tears fall slowly, but the other side is not this side.
4. Poems about Naihe Bridge, Flowers on the other shore, Sansheng Stone and Forgotten River. There is no choice but to cross the forgotten river on the Naihe Bridge. Before Sansheng X, there was no right or wrong, and there would be Meng Po on the homesickness platform. Flowers bloom on the other side, maple leaves are oblique, a river is sad, and the eyes are slowly blue.
Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves. Wandering around, the world moves, the flames are soaring, and good dreams follow the grave.
The lights are dim, and the moon is full of nonsense, but my heart is frozen. "Sansheng Stone" looks at Sansheng on Sansheng Stone, and flowing water crosses the river every year. He used to be a fairy, but he just followed the river without trace.
Don't come to countless mountains in the spring, there is water in the spring. The rivers and mountains are hard to comfort me, and the spring moon is boundless and graceful.
I looked at the distant mountains for Fang Fei, but I couldn't see them clearly. After chasing the light and worrying about spring, I was homesick for a moment.
The sun is nameless, and the soul is so light and sweaty. Autumn wind came, the leaves fell, and the autumn wind killed a desert.
Don't say that the red leaves are lovesick, and countless lovesick words are hard to carry. Thinking about the flying snow seems to be waiting, and no one picks it.
Cangshan is poor and deep, silent and unintentional. It is not easy to die after death, especially in the spring breeze.
There are three lives on a stone, and what is under it is not returned every year? It's just that today the wind is stone, and we don't know each other. I hope the rock will emerge and become a tomb of heroes. My feelings are indestructible.
The second rock is broken, the wedding bridge is ferried, and the mandarin ducks fly together. The third piece of jade burned, vowing to keep Jin Yumeng alive and die together.
5. A large number of poems about flowers on the other side, Naihe Bridge, Huang Quan Road, Dong Tian's blessed land, and deities and buddhas. Flowers bloom on the other shore, but the blooming leaves will never be seen.
Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.
A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable. There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves.
Forget that the river is calm, there is a natural barrier between him and the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered.
May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Bloom Ye Luo, goodbye.
3. The other side of the Yellow River, bloom Millennium. Love is not a cause and effect, but a fallen leaf for a thousand years. 4. The flowers on the other side are the sorrow of past lives.
Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Blood, fire, dancing in sorrow.
Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair. Confused, I saw the fiery figure ahead.
Get lost and catch a glimpse of the bridge around you. Confusion, despair, loss, rebirth.
We walked in this way, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or our souls have turned red, or we have lost everything in this life and gained rebirth. Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.
The dark world, either away or back. The flowers on the other side are out of reach, how sad Naihe Bridge is, and how helpless it is to leave it behind.
Squat down, touch the flowers on the other side, turn your head and observe Naihe Bridge. Past lives, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of this world, leaving a drop of cold tears, or holding a little.
All this can only be chosen by ourselves, or we can't choose by ourselves ... 5. Legend has it that there is a flower called the other side flower. That is the memory of past lives; Coming is also a testimony.
Walking on the Naihe Bridge, dim ancient lights and worn bronze mirrors. She and his past have long been carved in stone.
Manzhu, the flower demon, and Shahua, the leaf demon, will never meet again. So, what about them? After drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup, everything in front of me vanished.
On the way to the grave, blood-like flowers are in full bloom. The fragrance of flowers on the other side awakens memories of the past.
In my mind, a confused figure, a lone star crossed. Close your hands, close your eyes and go back together.
As if it had never changed, flowers and leaves were silent before and after the three rivers. 6. The flowers over there are wet with moss, and there are purple flowers.
On the stone steps, Jade Man never came. I think the moon will be there tomorrow, and the moon will be foggy.
Look up at the oblique path and forget to cross it. I love the other shore and everything is in my heart.
Flowers and leaves will never be seen, but they will bloom for two generations. It's empty, and there are three roads every other day.
Flowers bury the fire, accompanied by leaves into love. Quietly, looking into the air, thinking of jade people, never listening.
Vaguely leave songs, rain falls on the whole city, flowers fall and fly, and long purples erode the road. It's as if I saw the African-American dragon's paw blossom, and three roads were forgotten in Cheng Nan.
Listening to the rain alone in the tall building, raising a glass to invite the shadows to recall the old feelings. As drunk as a fiddler, I knocked on the bronze bell, and tears filled my eyes.
I want to be calm, too. It's hard to be calm again. It is because I dream of keeping an isolated city, which is infinitely fragrant and avoids all beings, so melodramatic! 7. The other shore is always opposite ... Forget Sichuan, forget past lives ... bloom, like a dream of blood shed, is unattainable again. Fallen leaves, eternal luxury, the most cruel melancholy of reincarnation.
Why, eternal expectation can only be exchanged for the distant shore. In previous lives, you and I will never reach the other side.
Hidden mirror flowers, only unforgettable memories. Above the grave, I looked at the souls coming and going in a hurry indifferently.
The tears and dreams of the world of mortals can't resist the flight of time after all. Time can turn everything into nothing, only annihilate all beings in laughter.
The flame of life goes out bit by bit, and everything in the world is not as good as you and me. Bloom died, the leaves fell, and my heart was calm. I love you without complaining.
Remember, miss, recall and love you forever. Flowers on the other side, injured flowers, forgotten flowers, despair, all over the sky.
Forget it? What do you mean, desperate? Set sail, the other side. We are doomed to be a tragedy in reincarnation.
Sigh, the flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan. Exile the memory, everything is long gone.
The beginning of reincarnation depends only on the final outcome. Time flies, passing through your fingers.
Love dies in my heart. Traceless, the other side, the eternal distance.
Out of reach, reappearing, once lonely. Can't violate it.
8. Flowers on the other side, flowers in hell. We promised in front of the flowers on the other side that I wouldn't give up if you didn't leave.
But after bloom's flowers fell, his promises were like the wind. I'm alone.
9. Flowers bloom on the other side, and grass breaks the heart. There is nothing in front of Naihe Bridge, and there must be three lives in front of the three stones.
10. Iris flowers are on the other side. Flowers bloom on the other side, crying alone, and gorgeous people don't return.
At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way, fallen leaves return to their roots, bloom alone. The cycle of the world, the sadness of flowers and leaves.
Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! 1 1. Recalling the past on Naihe Bridge, people on the other side forget Sichuan alone. Don't care about one thing, poor flowers are not fully mosaic.
12. The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, love is not cause and effect, and fate is doomed to life and death.
13. Busy world, sea of clouds and mud, crossing the bridge between the two places. Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening.
Bloom flowers fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay. Leaves fall to the ground, bursting into clusters and countless tears.
Meng Po advised him to drink, but he never looked back. Laughing and crying is a vicissitudes of life, Huang Shiji, Buddha is difficult.
How can I wake up from the maze when my nose is off and all my emotions are there? Reincarnation is sad, ghosts are hard to get drunk, no way back.
14. The white Datura flower, the sacred flower in the sky, blooms for thousands of years and leaves are in full bloom. Red manzhushahua, the flower of evil in hell, thanks to the Millennium, the leaves bloom and fall.
Flowers and leaves never meet. "Why is there only a red manjushahua in the sky and no white mandala?" "... because heaven is Naraku's hell. "
15. Walking through the desolate riverbank, the ecstasy of life was suddenly stunned by the light on the other side. I almost mistakenly thought that the world started from this moment, and the flowers on the other side stretched out on the other side of life before the boundary between life and death. 16. Leaves fall without flowers, flowers bloom without leaves, and lovesickness is hard to love. Forgetting Sichuan across the bank calls for affection, but smelling bitter water on the river bridge.
Poverty devours the body, prosperity drinks blood, vanity dreams more. In this reincarnation night, I asked the afterlife, when the flowers and moons on earth will die.
17. past lives, a sad and desperate world. It is nostalgia, abandonment, staring at the darkness of this world, leaving a cold tear.
6. What are the beautiful poems describing "the gate of hell"? 1, a trip to Wan Li, a thousand words don't come back.
Where is the cliff state? It is a gate of death. -"Flowing Cliff State to the Gate of Hell" Tang 2, supporting the cliff against the valley viper, turning around when climbing the sky.
Mo Yan is far from the gate of hell, and 53 hillock is the imperial capital. -"Two Poems on Bamboo Branches" Don Juan listens to the sword 3. Coming to Hai 'an from Hailing is like going through the gate of hell.
Looking back at the car, when will the tired bird return? -"Fa Hailing" Wen Tianxiang in Southern Song Dynasty 4. Su Zizhan ate Huizhou rice, and Huang Lu went straight to the gate of hell.
Today, you shed tears. He made great contributions in Yanshan. -"Send Qin Shi Mao Min to the North" Wang Yuanliang in Southern Song Dynasty 5. The gate of hell, ten people go, nine people don't return.
-"Ghost Gate" Tang Anonymous 6. I used to pass through Lijiang Road, but now I'm at the gate of hell. The land is old, and a few guests return it.
-"Into the Ghost Gate" Tang Shenquan Qi 7. Drunk. Outside the gate of hell, in front of the Shuhe River.
Don't laugh at the old man. -"Dingfeng" Huang Song listens to the sword 8. There is no way for Wan Li to return, and there is no need for snow.
Go to hell. Children have been spelled into Chu people.
-"Picking Mulberry Seeds" Huang Songting Jian 9. Plum blossoms have withered again, and the spring breeze is wide in Wan Li. -"Gao Zhai Xiao Drinking Drama" Lu You 10 In the Southern Song Dynasty, snow was called in front of the ape shop, and the gate of hell was closed.
The mud is three feet deep and the horseshoe is weak, and the frost is one inch thick and the guest clothes are thin. -"Yi Shu Wall" Lu You in Southern Song Dynasty.