From Bai Juyi's Dream in Tang Dynasty
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
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I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel.
I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.
I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being.
Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
2, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable.
From the Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mao Yi's Dream on the 20th of the First Month"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
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They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
3. Take the children home at night, and no one is in Leng Yue.
On Bai Juyi's mourning for Xue Tai in Tang Dynasty
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it. ?
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
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On one side is the dying plane tree, and on the other side is the body that has been ill for a long time. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad.
In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.
I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How long is more than one hundred years?
From Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems of the Tang Dynasty.
I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? .
No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are.
I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows.
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Sitting around doing nothing for my father, you feel sorry for me and sigh for me. Life is short. How long is a hundred years?
Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife.
Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife.
I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.
If I knew, I would serve you in the temple, instead of crying at the distant sky.
Think of a friend that Zhang Ji lost in the Tibet War in the Tang Dynasty.
Last year you took your army to the moon, when your people disappeared outside the city.
Tubo and the Tang Dynasty broke the news that you and I were separated by life and death and reunited after a long separation. ?
No one cleaned the abandoned tent on the battlefield, and the returning horse recognized the tattered flag.
If you want to hold a memorial service, you doubt that you are still alive. At this time, you can only go to the horizon and cry.
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The year before last, he went to Yuezhi and was wiped out at the gate.
There has been no news of Tubo and Tang Dynasty. My father and I have lived and died for a long time.
No one on the battlefield cleaned up and abandoned the camp, and the horse knew that the flag was broken.
You want to pay homage to your father, and you doubt that you are still alive. At this time, you can only cry at the horizon.