2. Nancun and his gang bullied me, forbearing to be thieves across the street and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.
3, the old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
4. When you are old, you forget a lot, but you don't forget lovesickness.
1, with the passage of time, just give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.
Original text:
Answer to Zhang, vice governor of Wei
When people get old, they especially like silence and are indifferent to everything.
I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.
Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.
To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.
Explanation:
This poem was written by Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, in his later years. He especially likes silence and is indifferent to everything in the world. I thought there was no brilliant plan to serve my country, but I just wanted to live in seclusion in the deep mountains of my hometown. Take off your clothes to enjoy the cool, Shan Gao Yueming, just playing the piano. If you ask the truth of poverty and access, please listen to the fishing songs in the depths of the water pool.
2. Nancun and his gang bullied me, forbearing to be thieves across the street and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.
Original text:
Tang Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night?
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
Explanation:
In August, it is already late autumn, and the wind is howling. The wind blew away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions.
A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms. I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches.
After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy. This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much. The nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn?
How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself!
3, the old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
Original text:
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao's "Although the tortoise lives long"
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles.
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Explanation:
Even if the tortoise has a long life, there is still a time when its life will end. Although poisonous snakes can fly in fog, they will eventually die and turn to dust. The old swift horse is lying in the stable, and its ambition is still to gallop thousands of miles. People with great ambitions will never stop working hard in their later years. The length of a person's life is not just determined by heaven.
You can live longer as long as you take care of your body and mind. I am lucky to use this poem to express my inner thoughts and ambitions.
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2. The poem describing the old man is 1, the meaning of drunkenness is not wine, the truth of the joy and hate of the old man.
Song Dynasty: He Zhu
If you don't believe that Fang Chun hates old people, the old people will send him several times to cherish the fun of spring.
All the colorful songs are to my liking, and it is true that flowers are in full bloom and drunkenness.
Translation:
I don't believe that spring hates old people. How much spring can the old man send away? Xichun, have fun and be careful. Don't indulge in carpe diem too much. Beautiful smiles and erotic songs are especially to my taste. I love flowers and wine, and I'm not afraid of your scolding. Because of physical properties and human feelings, it is the purest and most affordable only in drunkenness.
2. Opera Huamen Restaurant Weng
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth.
Elm pods on the roadside are as smart as money. Will you pick them to sell wine?
Translation:
The old man is still selling wine at the age of seventy, and there are countless flagons and jars at the entrance of Huamen Building. The elm pods on the roadside are like strings of copper coins. I picked it to buy your wine. Would you?
Step 3 play on the lake
Tang Dynasty: Changjian
The old man sits on the rock head on the lake, but the peach blossom water in the lake flows.
The bamboo pole waved endlessly. I don't know who swallowed my hook.
Translation:
An old man sat alone on the top of a rocky mountain fishing, and the peach blossoms on the lake slowly flowed away with the stream. The bamboo pole swings gently with the wind, and the smoke waves are endless. I wonder which fish will take the bait.
4. Reward Lotte for singing old songs.
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
People who don't care about the old have compassion when they are old.
The body is thin and the frequency is reduced, and the hair is thin and the crown is self-biased.
Waste books cherish eyes, and moxibustion is mostly for years.
Classics are still familiar things, and people are like reading Sichuan.
It's lucky to think about it carefully, but it will succeed next time.
Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds.
Translation:
People who are not afraid of aging, who will be poor when they are old? The body is getting thinner and thinner, the belt is getting tighter and tighter, the hair is scarce, and the hat is always tilted to one side. I no longer read books and cherish my eyes, and I often use moxibustion because I am old and weak.
The experience of the world is broad, and the experience of life is like a river of water. When you think about it, being old also has a good side. If you overcome the worry about old age, you will feel carefree and carefree. Don't say that when the sun goes down, the end of the mulberry tree is near dusk, and its afterglow can still reflect the red sky.
5. Qingpingle Zhu Yan is getting old.
Yuan Dynasty: Baipu
Zhu Yan is getting older and older. How much has her white hair increased? The spring breeze of peaches and plums has passed, leaving a residual photo of Sang Yu.
There is no dust in the south of the Yangtze River, so an old friend is idle. Love to kill castle peak, castle peak may not keep people.
Translation:
The face of youth is getting old, and how many white hairs have been added to the sideburns? Peach, plum and spring breeze have all passed, and only the afterglow of the sunset reflects the long shadow of Sang Yu.
I came to Jiangnan again, without a trace of fireworks, and felt like an elegant idle cloud. I miss this castle peak and don't want to leave, but it may not stay with those who appreciate it forever.
3. What poems describe "old age"? 1, with the passage of time, just give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.
2. Nancun and his gang bullied me, forbearing to be thieves across the street and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. 3, the old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles.
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. 4. When you are old, you forget a lot, but you don't forget lovesickness.
1, with the passage of time, just give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things. Original: Wei answered that Zhang, the deputy magistrate, was quiet in his later years and was free from all kinds of affairs.
I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests. Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.
To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water. Commentary: This poem was written by Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. In his later years, he especially liked quietness and was indifferent to everything in the world.
I thought there was no brilliant plan to serve my country, but I just wanted to live in seclusion in the deep mountains of my hometown. Take off your clothes to enjoy the cool, Shan Gao Yueming, just playing the piano.
If you ask the truth of poverty and access, please listen to the fishing songs in the depths of the water pool. 2. Nancun and his gang bullied me, forbearing to be thieves across the street and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest.
Original text: Tang Du Fu's "The Hut was Blown by the Autumn Wind" In August, the wind roared and rolled up my hair. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking.
There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night? There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains.
Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! Commentary: In the late autumn of August, the wind roared, and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river.
The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions. A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms.
I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches. After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy.
This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn.
When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much. The nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn?
How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself! 3, the old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
Original: In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cao Cao's "Although the tortoise is longevity", although the tortoise is longevity, there is still a time. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Interpretation: Even if the tortoise has a long life, there is still a time when its life will end. Although poisonous snakes can fly in fog, they will eventually die and turn to dust.
The old swift horse is lying in the stable, and its ambition is still to gallop thousands of miles. People with great ambitions will never stop working hard in their later years.
The length of a person's life is not just determined by heaven. You can live longer as long as you take care of your body and mind.
I am lucky to use this poem to express my inner thoughts and ambitions. References: Classical Literature Network.
4. What poems describe old age? 1. A little cold food on board.
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Chen Jia's strong meal is still cold, with several crowned depressions. Spring boat sitting in the sky,
The old man's flowers look like fog. The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids.
White clouds and white mountains are thousands of miles away, worrying about Chang' an and going straight north.
2. "There are many good things, and the old roots of peaches and willows."
Year: Song Author: Cheng Dachang
The old roots of peach trees and willow trees grow red and green in spring.
One seems to be old and white, with less capacity and less hair.
A floating family lives in a foreign country and rarely sets foot in it.
Fortunately, I had a good time this time, so I'll make it clear at night.
3. Huanxisha
Year: Song Author: Han Lian
After first frost, the yellow flowers still bloom. What is the mood of old age?
These plants are planted by hand. Autumn has words, jade dust,
In winter, there are no dreams around Chai Jin. Acacia trees bloom at the window all night.
4. "I am the third"
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
The mountain country welcomes the fifth spring, and the snow is sad.
In his later years, he did nothing as a guest, but he recited poetry like a god.
Who can * * * plum blossom on the stream? The seagulls at the end of the world are blind.
If you look closely at Chai Sang's theory, you will know that Taoyuan does not avoid Qin.
5. Yao Xiaoyong
Year: Song Author:
In a vacuum, you have to rest, and you have to help yourself.
They all say that they hope to come and go, but they also know that there are different streams.
In secret organs, association is very free.
If you meet a teacher in person, you will be safe for a thousand years.
5. What poems describe the twilight years? 1. "Chanting about Historic Sites" (one of five songs) (Du Fu)
Abandoned in the dust in the northeast, wandering between heaven and earth in the southwest.
Wandering in the towers and terraces of the Three Gorges, Wuxi Clothes Yunshan.
The barbarian who finally serves the ruler is unreliable, and the wandering poet laments that the times have no chance to come back.
Yu Xin's life is the most miserable, and his poems in his later years caused a sensation in the north and south of the country.
2. "The tortoise is alive" (Cao Cao)
Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments.
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;
Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
3. Yuhu Drink (Li Bai)
Martyrs bump into jade pots and cherish their old age. Three cups of sword dance, autumn moon,
Suddenly, I cried loudly. At the beginning of the phoenix, purple mud appeared, and the emperor called it a royal banquet.
Praise the Lord for nine days, stir up red waves and green sages. Change the number of flying horses in the sky,
Give coral a white whip. The world doesn't know that Dong Fangshuo, the great hidden Golden Gate, is a fallen fairy.
Xi Shi Ying smiled and frowned, and the ugly girl was tired. Although the king likes moths and eyebrows,
But the palace is jealous of killing people.
4. "After reading Du Li's poems" (Bai Juyi)
Jiang Hanlin left for a day, when the members were outside the sword, he was in the south.
Without a high official position, he still suffers from chaos.
In the old days, people hated each other, and they were sad all over the world.
Eternal glory, fame and fortune moved four times.
The literary field is for expressing sentences, and Yuefu is for new words.
God wants you to know that poetry is good on earth.
He Jian knows that Zhangmu and Li Bai are fallen immortals.
5. Yao Lao (Bai Juyi)
Early life is like a candle in the wind, and old age is like a silk in the mirror.
Whoever breaks human affairs, less death can hurt the old.
Twilight's explanation:
Pinyin: Monian
Interpretation: old age; Old age.
"Old age" is only an approximate age, which is equivalent to "old age". The so-called old age refers to the age of not taking part in labor, after 50 years old.
6. Poems praising the life of the elderly are: Drinking by Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Guisishou by Wei, Zen Room in Dayu Temple by Tang Haoran, Visiting the Zen Master in the Summer Resort by Tang, My Zhongnanshan by Tang, etc.
1, Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty drinks.
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.
Interpretation of vernacular:
The house was built on earth, quiet but without horses and chariots. Ask me why I can do this. The heart is biased towards the outside world.
Take care of yourself and pick chrysanthemums under the hedge. Fog in the mountains, good sunset, birds return to their nests together.
There is real meaning in this, I forgot to say what I want to distinguish.
2. Cao's "Although Returning to Life"
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky, but also in the happiness of raising happiness, which can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Interpretation of vernacular:
Although the tortoise has a long life, its life will end one day; Although Teng snake can break through clouds and fog, it will eventually die and turn to dust.
Although the old swift horse is squatting by the manger, its ambition is still to gallop thousands of miles; Even in old age, people who aim high will not stop trying to make progress.
The length of a person's life is not just determined by heaven; Take care of your body and mind, and you will live longer.
Very lucky. Use singing to express your thoughts and feelings.
3. Tang Meng Haoran's "Dayu Temple Gong Yi Zen Room"
The righteous practice Zen silence and become attached to the empty forest. The outdoor scenery is beautiful, and the front of the steps is deep.
The setting sun shines on the rain, and the sky is gray and overcast. Look at the lotus and you will know that you are not stained.
Interpretation of vernacular:
Gong Yi meditates in Dayu Temple, and the meditation room is next to the empty mountain forest. Out of the window, I saw the lonely peak standing on the wall, and the valley in front of the steps was deep.
As soon as the rain stopped, the sun set and the garden was green and shady. Seeing that the lotus leaves the sludge, but it is still clean, we can know Gong Yi's spotless mood.
4. Wang Tangwei's "Going to Qinglong Temple to Fuck the Zen Master in Summer"
Longzhong to the elderly, Xu Bu visited the Zen Palace. If you want to ask healthy qi, you can see the disease from a distance.
In the eyes of mountains and rivers, in the law of the world. Don't blame the heat, can give birth to the wind.
Interpretation of vernacular:
Meaning refers to indecision. The poem describes that the poet braved the hot weather to pay homage to the Zen master, and then suddenly realized that in the world, cool and hot are everywhere, and hot is just a matter between thoughts, so he is calm and natural, does not hold the hot phase, and the local wind suddenly rises.
5. I am in the retreat of Wei in Zhongnanshan.
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
At the end of this line, then sit and watch the rising clouds. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Interpretation of vernacular:
I was kind-hearted in middle age and moved to the foot of Nanshan in my later years. When I am in a good mood, I wander alone, only I know.
Take a leisurely stroll outside the water, sit down and look up at the fluttering of white clouds. Occasionally I meet an old man in the forest and forget to return with a smile.
Extended data:
Although Returning to the Head is a four-character Yuefu poem written by Cao Cao, a writer and politician in the Eastern Han Dynasty. This poem is the fourth in the series "Out of Xiamen". The author compares himself to an old galloping horse. Although he is old and weak, he has been relegated to a lower position, but his chest is still full of lofty sentiments and ambitions, showing a positive attitude towards life, full of real experience of life, and has sincere and strong emotional strength.
The poetic sentiment and philosophy blend in Guithough Shou, with novel and ingenious conception, beautiful and vigorous language, and the integration of philosophical thinking, impassioned and artistic image, which realizes the perfect combination of reason, ambition and emotion in specific artistic images.
References:
Baidu Encyclopedia _ Ghost Baidu Encyclopedia _ My retreat in Zhongnanshan Baidu Encyclopedia _ Title Dayu Temple Gong Yi Zen Room Baidu Encyclopedia _ Drinking