Poetry about death

I smiled at the sky from the horizontal knife, leaving my courage to stay in the Kunlun Mountains-Tan Sitong

Despite my return today, I walked in the white clouds-Yuan Mei

Who believes in the innocent, but I don't know the fame and fortune in the world-Yuan Chonghuan

Autumn rain is a terrible person-Qiu Jin ...................... It's an honor to tell the family sacrifice without forgetting-Lu You ............................................................................................................................................................... It's better to learn without life, and if you don't live, you will never die-Bai Juyi

is like a remnant leaf splashing blood on our feet, and life is the smile on the lips of death.

-Li Jinfa's "Feeling"

At night, the ethereal souls return home, which is better than the poor road on earth. "-pan chongti (Qing dynasty)

he was mistakenly born in the world for seventy years, and now he returns to the old nymphs. The Taoist couple in Songshan Mountain came to be similar, laughing and pointing to the front of the yellow flower and white crane. -Yan wosi (Qing)

Born in the dead, there is no harm in dying. The dead and the dead are all similar, so you should just drift in other towns. "-Tang Bohu ("Tang Bohu's Last Piece ")

So angry, the Central Plains has no owner, which adds to the sorrow-Jiang Yiwu (wartime commander-in-chief who fired the first shot of Wuchang Uprising)

Who has never died in life since ancient times, and left Danqing to shine on history-Wen Tianxiang.