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. Naihe Bridge is forgotten-three steps across Naihe Bridge, knowing whether you are good or evil; Walk through the golden and silver roads in one breath, give you blessings and make a fortune; Copper snakes and iron dogs compete for food, and Naihe will never have a way out. Looking forward to the afterlife-past life, this life! Forget past lives, forget this life.
Looking at my hometown, I feel homesick-also known as "homesick ridge", I don't eat fireworks in one day, but I cross the boundary of yin and yang in two days; Three days after arriving at Wangxiangtai, I saw my relatives crying and mourning.
Forgetting that the river was too long, he searched in the green void and the yellow spring, but he didn't find the person he was looking for in either place. There is no distinction between young and old on the way to the grave, so why haggle over every ounce? I hope the stone will come out and become a hero's grave. This feeling is 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.
Flowers on the other side of the river paved the way with fire. Chuanjiang saw Naihe Bridge on it. He looked for green void and yellow spring water below, but he didn't find the person he was looking for in either place. Forget the river in Sichuan, forget the river in Sichuan and look at the people by the river. Forget the boulder in the river, Puwei grows on the edge of the rock. My concubine is in wangjiang day and night, and there is no news every day. I still remember that new reeds were born in spring, and my heart was glad to be near the rocks. Puwei, as firm as a rock, has been inseparable for thousands of years. The wind is swaying slightly, and the vast water is still. But we all know each other, and every time there is a good scene. When the summer rain came, the boulder was buried. Puweiqin, the mud is gone. It rained and blew until frogs croaked at night, shaking Gillian's heart. Autumn wind gradually rises, reeds gradually get old, and she will be exhausted all her life. If I don't blame Jun Jun for me, my heart will dry up. This heart will be thrown into the water, so don't ask after that. Spring is scattered, and tears fall into the water. Since then, the river has been clear. I didn't see anyone who forgot the river. The sky were to fall, and I was in tears. I am obsessed with forgetting Sichuan without words, and tears become water. I still remember that when I left, the new reed was tough, and when I came back, I left a blank stone. Pu Wei knew that the stone was negative, but she didn't know that the reed root had entered the stone heart. Reed roots enter the stone heart, and reeds remove boulders. The wind destroyed the rain storm, the water flowed fast, and the sun and the moon were forced to boil outside. When the crying stopped, the horn sounded. The listener turned thoughtfully, so a short song recorded this sound: Advise you to forget the Sichuan water and only look at the clear water, while Mo Wen is the other side. I advise you not to forget Chuanshui. Clear water begins with tears. The sun and the moon change for each other, and people hold hands on the river. Liu Lang went to Gillian for a temporary stay, but forgot to look at you on the Chuanjiang River. Unfortunately, there are no bones on the river, which is still a pity.
Naihe Bridge has a long way to go, one step at a time; Forgetting Chuanjiang a thousand years ago, people don't know what to do. In the sound of lights and paddles, it is still cold, and the water is still cold.
In the dream, the bamboo and silk sang softly, and the outsiders were outside the mountain, and the mountain was not returned. Looking back, the piano player is in tears, the flowers are rustling all over his shoulders, the flute is cold, the window shadows are dancing, and the smoke and waves are loud. Where is Jiangnan? Look at the three lives on the stone, and the flowing water is horizontal 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? 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 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 on the other side of the Seven Wonders, life and death do not meet, and blood is lost in human reincarnation. Only flowers don't shed leaves.
The deceased held hands all the way. Others: The Buddha said that the Sanskrit Paramita clouds go to the other shore to explain the meaning, and they are born, sick and dead, ups and downs like water, and there are waves, that is, they will not live or die if they leave this shore. This is called the realm of life and death on the other shore, and this is called the realm of life and death on the other side of Nirvana. Buddha said that there is no life, no death, no sorrow, no desire and no desire on the other side. It is a world that forgets all the joys and sorrows, and there are flowers beyond the three realms that are not born in the five elements. The Buddha said that they are flowers, other flowers have no leaves, and leaves have no flowers when they grow; Miss each other but can't meet each other, alone on the other side.
2. What are the beautiful poems about Naihe Bridge? The beautiful poem about Naihe Bridge is as follows:
1, "ecliptic"
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.
2. This Life
Set foot on Huang Quan Road and set foot on Naihe Bridge;
Goodbye to the forgotten river and meet at the station in my hometown.
Trembling carved sansheng stone, a bowl of Mengpo soup;
I haven't been together in my last life, and I have no chance in this life.
There is no soul on Naihe Bridge, and there is no memory of past life.
Meng po's soup is forgotten in the world of mortals, and I only hope that I will not meet you in the afterlife.
3. This Life
Step into the grave and never look back, forget Sichuan.
I want to look back, but when I see the countryside, I lament.
Looking back, I can't stop crying, but I can't forget it.
Stay up late to drink the tears of the world and pray for the next life.
4. "Wrap vines around trees"
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
If anyone dies at the age of 97, Naiheqiao will wait three years.
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
Love only wants to be together for a long time, Naiheqiao for a thousand years.
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
I'm not afraid of falling into samsara forever, but I just want to love each other forever.
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
I don't envy the endless joy of the Western Heaven, but I envy Yuanyang instead of immortals.
These are beautiful poems about Naiheqiao, and most of them are about love.
3. Beautiful Poems about Naihe Bridge's Reincarnation In China Taoism and Han folk mythology, there will be an elderly goddess named Meng Po who will give each ghost a bowl of Meng Po Tang to forget the memory of the past life and reincarnate in the next life. Helplessness has nothing to do with Buddhism The translation of Sanskrit Narakade is a free translation: hell, transliterated as "Narojia", not "helplessness".
There are many poems related to Naiheqiao:
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.
this life
Set foot on Huang Quan Road and set foot on Naihe Bridge;
Goodbye to the forgotten river and meet at the station in my hometown.
Trembling carved sansheng stone, a bowl of Mengpo soup;
I haven't been together in my last life, and I have no chance in this life.
There is no soul on Naihe Bridge, and there is no memory of past life.
Meng po's soup is forgotten in the world of mortals, and I only hope that I will not meet you in the afterlife.
Vines around trees
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
If anyone dies at the age of 97, Naiheqiao will wait three years.
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
Love only wants to be together for a long time, Naiheqiao for a thousand years.
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
I'm not afraid of falling into samsara forever, but I just want to love each other forever.
Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.
I don't envy the endless joy of the Western Heaven, but I envy Yuanyang instead of immortals.
this life
Step into the grave and never look back, forget Sichuan.
I want to look back, but when I see the countryside, I lament.
Looking back, I can't stop crying, but I can't forget it.
Stay up late to drink the tears of the world and pray for the next life.
Regarding Naihe Bridge in Fengdu, Chongqing, there are two bridges:
Xiu De is easy to cross the Naihe Bridge.
Greed and sin, sharp knife mountain can not escape.
Cross the Naihe Bridge in three steps and know good and evil.
Go through the gold and silver road in one breath and bless you to get rich.
4. The poem about "Forgetting Sichuan" (Baudelaire's poem) is selected from the residual poem of "Flowers of Evil".
This poem was first published in the first edition of Flowers of Evil, which is one of the six forbidden poems. Content: cling to my heart, cruel baby, favored tiger, ruthless monster, my fingers trembled for a long time before diving into your thick hair; The smell on your clothes is too dark. I just want to hide inside and take a deep breath. Although the flowers have withered, I can smell the warmth of my dead love.
I want to sleep! May I sleep forever! Sweet dreams, pure as death. I want to give you a kiss without regrets. I just think the county is as smooth as a bronze mirror. To swallow this quiet sob, it is better to lie on your bottomless bed. Your mouth is full of tenacious forgetfulness, and your kiss is full of ripples of forgetting Sichuan.
I was destined to be happy and obedient from now on, as if living an extraordinary life, bowing my head and being an innocent prisoner, and making the crime of hard labor worse with enthusiasm. In order to drown the resentment in my heart, I sucked the mucus and hemlock to relieve my worries and read the charming spring scenery at the top of my nipple. Cliffs never imprison romantic hearts.
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Forgetting Sichuan Forgetting Sichuan In China's myths and legends, after death, people have to go through the gate of hell, the ecliptic, and between the ecliptic and hades, forgetting Sichuan is the boundary. The forgotten Chuanjiang River is blood-yellow, and there are ghosts everywhere that cannot be reborn. Insects and snakes are everywhere, and the wind is blowing.
There is a Naihe Bridge on the Forgotten River. There is an old woman sitting next to Naihe Bridge. Her name is Meng Po. If you want to cross the forgotten river, you must cross the 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. If you can't cross the bridge, you can't be reborn. References:
Baidu Encyclopedia-The Forgotten River (Baudelaire's Poems) Baidu Encyclopedia-The Forgotten River.
5. What are the beautiful sentences about "Three Stones on the Other Side"? 1, the flowers are on the other side, begonias bloom at night, the red leaves are all over the sky in Lanshan, Kyoto, and cherry blossoms are decorated in Chun Xue. All this is beautiful and sad.
2. In my imagination, the flowers on the other side should be so cool. That kind of ice blue is clear, just like pure ice blue immersed in an ice spring. This reminds me of the legend of the flower on the other side: according to legend, this flower is the flower of the three rivers in the underworld and the other side of the forgotten river.
3, flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side, you can't see leaves when you open, you can't see flowers when you have leaves, flowers and leaves don't meet, life is wrong! Never meet again! There are white flowers on the other side, also called Datura flower. The flower language is "I only think of you", the red one is called Manzhu Shahua, and the flower language is "sad memories".
4, the other side of the flower, also known as Manzhu Shahua. Big red flower, gorgeous red, surprisingly red, as red as blood. Beautiful flowers are on the other side, who knows the sadness in her heart?
5, the other side of the flower-Manzhu Shahua, big red flower, sad flower. Flowers bloom on the other side, only flowers, no leaves. As soon as autumn comes, it blooms almost red and black rare flowers, and the whole flower on the other side looks shocking red, like fire, like blood, in full swing. Flowers that attract the soul-flowers on the other side. Flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. Let her drive on this road, this dead road, to guide and comfort the soul who left the human world.
6. When our souls have such a beautiful feeling about this world, flower of life has quietly sprouted on the other side. Flowers bloom in our eyes, but they are actually rooted in our hearts. The faint fragrance that slowly radiates moistens our hearts. When we look back, we will find that beautiful angels have been standing on the branches of life, smiling and looking at how brilliant the flowers on the other side of our hearts are. ...
7. When the flowers bloom on the other side, they are only red; Flowers bloom without leaves, and leaves grow without flowers; Miss each other but can't meet each other, alone on the other side. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely on the other side forever; The heart of this shore is only on this shore.
8. Manzhushahua means flowers in the sky. It blooms in July of the lunar calendar, which is longer than summer, but it blooms in autumn. Because the spring and autumn seasons are alternately called "the other shore", it is also called the other shore flower, also known as the Tianya flower and the snake flower.
9. The beauty of Manzhushahua is the ominous beauty of rarity, disaster, death and separation. Either because its bright red color reminds people of blood, or because its bulbs are highly toxic, its image is usually associated with the concepts of "madness and blood" in general literary works.
10, the flowers of Manzhushahua are really beautiful, incomparable beauty and poison. It looks alive, but it's desolate and feels like a epiphyllum. This is a flower that has never been blessed. Just as some feelings are not blessed, they are also beautiful.
1 1, there are two completely different flowers in the world, one grows on the other side and the other is born on the forgotten river. Since then, the flowers on the other side have bloomed by the forgotten river. After death, people will step on it all the way to Naihe Bridge and smell the flowers, so they will miss themselves in their previous lives. That place is as red as blood, beautiful and enchanting.
12, I like this name, quiet and ethereal, only flowers on the other side. Her other name, Manzhu Shahua, is too gorgeous, too desperate, too enchanting, a little more secular and vulgar, and a little less nothingness on the other side.
13, the flower that attracts the soul-the flower on the other side' Manzhu Shahua', also known as the flower on the other side, is a flower that is only attracted by the other side of the Santu River and the Forgotten River in the underworld. Flowers are as bright and red as blood, with flowers and no leaves. They are the only flowers in the underworld and the only scenery on the road to death. Its beauty is the ominous beauty of rarity, disaster, death and separation. It is also known as the "road of fire" because of the fiery red fire, and it is also the only scenery and color on this long yellow road.
14. A flower on the other side found online is crimson, like a red lotus in hell.
15, flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. Legend has it that the flower that volunteered to go to hell was sent back by many demons, but it still lingers on the road of death. The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let her drive on this road to guide and comfort the soul who left the human world.
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