The bustling world, the sea of clouds and mud, two bridges.
Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening.
Flowers bloom and fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay.
Leaves fall into the soil, flowers bloom in clusters, and tears abound.
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.
Flowers bloom on the other side, and heartbroken grass is sad. 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!
Flowers bloom on the other side, what can be done on the bridge?
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2. For poems about flowers on the other side, see the article about poems about flowers on the other side at 03:22 pm on Thursday, August 6, 2009. Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years on the other side, and flowers and leaves will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. "-thoughts floating in the underworld is the night that inhabits the lonely soul, but I am surprised by the trembling of the soul. You are gorgeous and gorgeous, like blood, and the carpet stretches the lonely beard. I pray that I can't hold your hand in the afterlife. I regret never seeing you again in my life. I would rather give up the afterlife for a quick glance with you and let the eternal resident Naihe Bridge dye it in another color with love. Tears of flowers on the other side shed. In the nether world, the only romance on the road leads to tears in my dreams, which has passed away in my previous life. Once in a thousand years, flowers bloom and fall with tears and blood. The Buddha said that life is still bright without waiting for tears. We alternated for thousands of years on the other side of the life cycle, and then experienced thousands of years.
I miss each other but can't meet each other alone on the other side of the road. I meet you in my dream. You are a lotus without roots, and I am a safflower on the other side. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood.
You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.
At that moment, falling in love with you was the doom of my life, and there was nowhere to escape. I will wait forever! Three thousand days have changed, and you are finally old.
I'm still falling, and the dark river is gurgling ahead, giving me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty.
When you set foot on Naihe Bridge, quiet inside, your heart is like a rock. I, on the other hand, received flowers.
Heartbroken, disheartened ....................................................................................................................................................................., I'm still alive! No soul, only body! But keep loving you! The flowers are on the other side! Always bloom leisurely on the other side! The heart of this shore, only on this shore, hesitates how many fireworks, how many dreams to pay between the wind and rain, and turns with the water.
I saw it. Get out! Disappeared, remember! My first love bloomed on you. You stamp it out.
Me, lost on the other side! In a previous life, we flew under the same sky. In this life, you are on the other side. I'm on this shore. I stare at your tearful face and feel your heartbreaking voice, but I can't wipe away your tears.
Flowers bloom, but also spend ... The end of things is like a flower that comes to an end ... When the wind blows away, it disappears ... The emotional memory of love is long, and the person who loved it is fleeting. What I can't forget is that feeling. What I saw disappeared.
I stood at the ends of the earth and heard the soil sprout. Waiting for the epiphyllum to bloom again.
Leave the fragrance to the years, there is no lighthouse on the other side, and I am still looking around, white-haired in the dark. Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and leaves and flowers will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. You are a flower blooming on the other side! Will always be my fatal temptation! I swam through your deep eyes with words, deep eyes.
It is countless years and tears that always drown me deeply, and the bonus is like fire. Dusk lights the clouds on the horizon, the sunset sings to the water, and the ripples are sad.
Stretch out your arm, it is still beyond your touch in your life, it is still an unreachable distance, it is your deep sigh. Also, withered petals! Never reach the other shore will always be the support of happiness in this life! Maybe just looking at each other from a distance can keep your misty thoughts down! 1. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? The flowers on the other side bloom in front of Sansheng Stone, and the flowers on the other side cry alone, and the 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! 2. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely on the other side forever. Only in this aspect can we hesitate to pay how many fireworks, how many dusty dreams are extinguished with the flow of water, and what we see has disappeared. Remember, the flowers have been spent ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind has blown away, and there will be no more ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I'll wait three thousand days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. My heart is as heavy as a stone. My heart is broken and hopeless. My flowers are fragrant and I can't overcome the forgetfulness of bitter soup. I am still alive. I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. At that moment, I fell in love with you. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. I will still fall to the other side. This kind of flower grows on the banks of the Yellow River. You may think it is not the most beautiful flower, but it must be the most injured flower. It has a god all its life. Words are accompanied by flowers on the other side. The sound of the piano haunts the Olympic bells. The fog rose. It is burning bright red with flowers and tears. The fog that lingers for thousands of years evokes acacia. The flowers on the other side are the feathers left by Cupid when he swept the sky. A fog gently dispersed, leaving a thousand-year-old oath. The flower on the other side is a sharp arrow shot by Al themis. No matter how helpless, how sorry, how happy, leave and then throw it out. The wounds of the Millennium will never heal, and now the flowers on the other side are blooming again, and the vows are intertwined. Who is it waiting for? 1 My world will gradually cool down and then go out. When darkness begins to appear, this is the end of the journey. If there is no light in this darkness, everything will be impossible. Like a seed scattered by the wind, I think I'm lost. Like a ship in the dark, I don't think I can dock. However, time and space are still brightly lit. Like a lighthouse, slowly guide me to the sky where the stars gather on the other side. There are no flowers as dazzling and fragrant as you on the other side. Walking through the desolate river bank, the ecstasy of life is amazed at the light on the other side at this moment. I almost mistakenly thought that the world started from this moment before the boundary between life and death, and the flowers on the other side spread out on the other side of life. At the end of the day, I suddenly forgot what it was like to light the torch on the other side like blood. Take out the time that has completely disappeared and look at everything carefully. Under the fragrance of the other shore, it is like a mountain spring spewing. 8 Life moves from abundance to withering. The life that flies by is hurried and vague. Only by stopping and looking back can we ponder it carefully. When you look back, you see the other side. 9. Looking back at that moment, time stayed in the sky, and the clouds finally gathered into a river.
3. All poems about flowers on the other side (1) have no shore on the other side, and the soul is still in Sichuan.
I don't know the smoke when I'm drunk, but the lights are cold in my dreams. Flowers and leaves don't meet for thousands of years, and fate dances people together.
Flowers don't understand words, flowers nod, and buddhas cross my heart and sigh. (2) Flowers bloom on the other side, and flowers bloom and fall endlessly.
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. -stealing jade (3) 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. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.
-a thousand tears of dreams (4) The other side of the yellow river shines and flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years. -Phyl (5) flowers on the other side, forgotten flowers. Flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan.
The flower on the other side, the devil's flower. Love has long been reluctant to read.
Flower on the other side, water moon mirror flower. The flower shadow in the mirror is very long.
Flowers are on the other side, purple strangers' flowers. The world of mortals is rolling without touching.
Flowers on the other side, flowers on the grave. The sky is empty and the leaves are slender.
Flowers on the other side, flowers of desert dust. Heart and wish are the opposite of dreams.
The flower on the other side, the flower of reincarnation. There are endless flowers.
Flowers on the other side, flowers of dreams. Tianxin infinite flowers smile.
-A thousand dreams (6) The sorrow of the other side of the flower in its past life; Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Like blood, like fire, dancing in sadness; Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair.
Confused, I saw the fiery red ahead, lost, and caught a glimpse of the Naihe Bridge around me. Confused, desperate, left behind, reborn, we walked like this, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or that our soul has become fiery red, or that we have lost everything in this life and been reborn.
Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo tea. The dark world, either away or back.
Flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side, out of reach, how sad it is; Naiheqiao, what can you do? If you don't give up, you will be left behind. How helpless this is. Squat down and touch the flowers on the other side; Tilt 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 yourself, or you can't choose by yourself.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Silver Powder: The Japanese alias of banyan flower is "Manzhushahua", which comes from the transliteration of the Sanskrit "Mahamanzhushahua" by Hokkekyo.
The original meaning is the flower in the sky, the big red flower, which is one of the four auspicious flowers in the sky (Manzhu Scattered Flower, Mahamanshu Scattered Flower, Datura Flower and MahaDatura Flower). It is said that people who see this flower will ward off evil spirits. The scientific name of the opposite flower is Lycoris radiata, which is a monocotyledonous plant of Lycoris in Liliaceae. Lycoris radiata comes from the name of the sea goddess in Greek mythology, and radiata means radial, which is used to describe the appearance of flowers.
In addition to red, there are varieties such as white and yellow.
4. Ask for poems about flowers on the other side of the river 1. Flowers bloom on the other side of the river,
Heartbreak grass heartbroken.
What can we do in front of the bridge?
Sansheng before Sansheng. -Anonymous Complete Poems of Tang Poetry
The interpretation of this poem is:
Legend has it that a long time ago, when crossing Naihe Bridge, there was a road called Huang Quan Road, a river called Forgetting River, a bridge called Naihe Bridge and a earthen platform called Wangwang.
Xiangtai, Wangxiangtai, there is an old woman selling Meng Po soup, and there is a bluestone called Sanshengshi by the bridge, which records everyone's past lives.
Born, the stone body is bright red as blood, with four words engraved on it: "Go to the other side early".
Step on Naihe Bridge, look back at the last flower on the other side, look at the last world on the homesickness platform, and drink a cup of water boiled by the old lady with Forgotten River.
Don, all kinds of life interests are close at hand. Tears fell down, but I didn't know how to face the fate on the Sansheng stone. Circulation
Everyone in the world should cross Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po Tang, forget about Sansheng, stop lingering in the world and return to reincarnation.
Sanshengshi has been standing by Naihe Bridge, watching the people reborn in the world of mortals. This is a mourning in memory of his dead wife.
Words, combined with their own unfortunate experiences, have reality on the top, emptiness on the bottom, full of sadness, simple language, but readers
I can deeply feel that the author's yearning for his wife is connected with helpless sadness. Ten years have passed, and all the living people have become human beings.
No, let the reader burst into tears.
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Morphological characteristics of flowers in The Other Side;
It is a perennial herb flower of Amaryllidaceae. Flowers are like dragon claws. Having bulbs shaped like onions on the other side of the ocean; Leaves are clustered, slender and pointed, like garlic.
Leaves, fleshy, banded, blue-green with white powder; Calyx solitary, terminal umbel. At the turn of summer and autumn, the flower stems broke through the ground and umbrella flowers appeared.
The sequence is terminal, with 5 to 7 flowers, peculiar red (there are white varieties besides red), and the petals roll back like dragon claws. Flowering first and then growing leaves,
Leaves don't fall in winter, but fall asleep in summer. Because flowers and leaves can't meet, Lycoris radiata is also called "heartless"
Flowers.
5. The poem about "Flowers on the other shore" Datura Flower-[Song] Chen's garden is extraordinary, with green flowers and jade houses. The autumn wind does not dare to blow, which makes it fragrant in the sky. Smoking is crazy for money, and makeup is drunk. At the same time, Xiao Yue was radiant. The flowers over there bloom and the leaves fall forever. 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.
(2) 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. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.
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On the other side of Huang Zhao, flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years. Flowers bloom all over the world, and it's hard to be hurt again. The west wind is cool alone, but the east wind is hard to pick.
6. What are the 20 sad poems about flowers on the other side-flowers on the other side, also known as Manzhu Shahua?
This is so gorgeous and amazing red. Legend has it that the flowers on the other side are memories of past lives and witnesses of the future.
Flowers bloom for a thousand years, and flowers fall for a thousand years. When the flowers grow out, all the leaves have fallen, but when the leaves grow out, the flowers begin to fade. Although they are born from the same root, they will never meet again. Poems about flowers on the other side: ancient poems 1, Buddhist scriptures-flowers on the other side bloom for thousands of years, and flowers and leaves never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. 2, "All Tang Poems" Tang is anonymous-the other side of the flower opens the other side of the flower, and the broken grass breaks the heart.
There is nothing in front of Naihe Bridge, and there must be three lives in front of the three stones. 3, "Butterfly Lovers and Flowers on the Other Side"-Flowers on the other side bloom, crying alone, and 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! 4. "Flowers on the other shore"-a bustling world, a sea of clouds and mud, looking at the bridge. Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening.
Flowers bloom and fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay. Leaves fall into the soil, flowers bloom in clusters, and tears abound.
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.
5, "Man Zhu Sha Hua"-especially recalling childhood friends, Aishang did not sprout. Our hearts are blooming, and you are gone.
Love is blooming in tea, and the flowers on the other side are red. Now that you're back, my youth is gone.
6. "A bunch of flowers on the other side"-short travel and short career, long hair and long plain yarn. I forgot that the color in the soup was dark, and the bridge was crying.
Ghosts wander on Huang Quan Road, remembering a bunch of flowers on the other side. Why are leaves and flowers scattered? Who is deep in the nether world? 7, "Flowers on the other side"-there is no shore on the other side of the flower, and the soul is still in Sichuan.
I don't know the smoke when I'm drunk, but the lights are cold in my dreams. Flowers and leaves don't meet for thousands of years, and fate dances people together.
Flowers don't understand words, flowers nod, and buddhas cross my heart and sigh. 8. "Flowers on the other side"-flowers on the other side bloom, bloom and fall forever.
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. Poems on the other shore: 9 modern poems. Flowers bloom on the other side, and flowers bloom forever.
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. 10, 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. All passers-by are long, and the previous life is scattered.
May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.
1 1, across the Yellow River, a hundred flowers blossom for a thousand years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years.
12, spent on the other side, spent 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 the flowers fade, the promise is like the wind, and I am alone. 13, the flowers over there are over there, and their eyes are red.
The word thought that Ye Han was on the other side and Ye Nianhua was sad on the other side. Two generations are always on the other side, and flowers, leaves and leaves are bitter.
I only hope that the flowers on the other side will wither, and there will be a gentleman in front of Naihe Bridge. 14, flowers bloom on the other side, and the grass is broken.
There is nothing in front of Naihe Bridge, and there must be three lives in front of the three stones. 15, recent flowers, flowers 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, leaves return to their roots, and flowers 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! 16, Naihe Bridge recalls the past, and people on the other side forget Sichuan alone.
Don't care about one thing, poor flowers are not fully mosaic. 17, 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. 18, bustling world, sea of clouds and mud, two bridges.
Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening. Flowers bloom and fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay.
Leaves fall into the soil, flowers bloom in clusters, and tears abound. 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. 19, white Datura flower, the sacred flower of heaven, blooms for thousands of years, and leaves return to their roots.
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. "20, leaves fall without flowers, flowers bloom without leaves, 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.
7. Who has a poem about flowers on the other side (1)? The flowers on the other side are bustling, the sea of clouds is muddy, and the two look at the bridge.
Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening. Flowers bloom and fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay.
Leaves fall into the soil, flowers bloom in clusters, and tears abound. 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. Flowers bloom on the other side, heartbroken grass is sad and heartbroken. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? The flowers on the other side bloom in front of Sansheng Stone, and the flowers on the other side weep alone, and the gorgeous people do not 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! What can be done on Naihe Bridge when flowers bloom on the other side (2).