A farewell poem 1. A poem mourning the dead
Poems in memory of the dead are: 1. In the Song Dynasty, Su Shi's "Memories of Dreams in the Twenty Days of the First Month of Jiang" was originally written: Ten years of life and death are ambiguous 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 a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, but it's still hard to look at each other after all.
Thousands of miles away, that lonely grave has nowhere to pour out its sadness to you. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I'm covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I dreamed of going back to my hometown, and you were dressing in front of the cabin window. You and I are silent and sad, only tears flow thousands of lines.
It is expected that the place where I missed her in the past was on the short Songshan Mountain on a bright moon night. 2. Three Mourning Poems by Pan An in the Western Jin Dynasty (I). As time goes by, winter goes and spring comes, and the cold and summer suddenly change.
The son of a childe belongs to a poor spring, and the heavy soil is separated forever. Who can obey in private? What are the benefits of staying too long? I am ready to serve my life and return to my original service.
Looking at Lou, thinking about this person, thinking about the experience in the room. There is nothing on the picture, but there are traces of calligraphy.
The incense has not stopped, but it is still on the wall. Disappointment seems to exist, and the return is shocking.
Like a bird in the Hanlin forest, once in a lifetime. If you swim like a fish in Sichuan, you can see the middle of the road.
The spring breeze is coming and the dressing gown is dripping. When will you forget to sleep? Worry is growing day by day.
When you are weak, you can still attack. Time goes by, winter goes to spring, and you go to the blue sky and the yellow earth, and layers of soil will separate us forever.
I'm also ambivalent about going or not. I wanted to stay here, but you left. What's the use of staying here? Reluctantly obey the court's orders, come to their senses and return to their original places. Looking at the house where we lived together, I thought of you and your experience when I walked in. However, I will never see you between the curtains and the screen again.
But the remains of your pen and ink hanging on the wall are still charming and fragrant. In a trance, you are still by my side. I didn't realize that you had left me until I saw your legacy hanging on the wall. I'm disappointed and a little scared.
We are like Hanlin birds, and now I am the only one left; Like a flounder swimming together in a small river, it's hard for me to go any further without you. Winter goes and spring comes, and cold and heat change. Suddenly, your anniversary has passed.
It's spring breeze again, and the morning light dripping under the eaves makes people sad and sleepless. When will deep sadness disappear? Like the drizzle in March, it is endless and refreshing.
If we want to weaken our sadness, we must follow Zhuang Zhou's example and knock on the earthen basin. 3. In the Song Dynasty, He Zhu's original "Everything is wrong after passing the door": Everything is wrong after passing the door. What do you want to return to? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.
The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth.
Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? When I come to Suzhou again, I feel that nothing is right. Why can't my wife who came with me come with me? I seem to be a plane tree beaten by frost, half dead; Like a naked mandarin duck without a companion, lonely and tired.
Dewdrops on the green grass have just dried on the Yuan Ye. I wander in the bedroom where I used to live together, and I wander in the new grave on the ridge.
Lying in an empty bed, listening to the biting wind and rain outside the window added a lot of sadness. Who will burn the midnight oil to mend my clothes in the future! 4. Three Mourning Poems of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty (Part II) Original: I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years are I missing now? .
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.
However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow. Doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short and a hundred years is long! 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.
5. The original of Bai Juyi's "Mourning for the Snow Terrace" in the Tang Dynasty: Wu Tong, a half-dead old sick man, is worried about spring. 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.
On one side is a dying plane tree, and on the other side is a long-term sick body. 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.
6. In the Song Dynasty, Lu You wrote Two Poems of Shenyuan (Part Two). Original: After forty years of dreams, the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. This body is made of Jishan soil 62616964757a68696416fe4b893e5b19E3133431346337, and it is still hanging.
She has been dead for more than forty years, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to spit cotton. I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.
7. In the Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde's "Golden Melody, Feelings of a Dead Woman's Death" Original: When was this hate? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers.
I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless.
Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on.
I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself.
I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
When will this sadness end? The drizzle dripping on the empty steps finally stopped, and the night was very cold, which was a good weather for burying flowers. It has been three years since you left me. Even if it was a big dream, you should have woken up long ago.
You must think there is no interest in the world. It is not as good as a grave buried deep in the ground. Although empty, it can bury all the worries. You did go to that clean place, and the agreement that we would never leave was abandoned by you.
If only I could send a letter to the grave, so that I can know how you have been these years and who is taking care of you. It's late at night, I'm still tossing and turning, I can't sleep, and I can't bear to listen to their second wife's discussion.
I'll be friends again in the afterlife, and I'm afraid of the afterlife, but I still can't be together. Now, my tears have run out, and the paper money is burned to ashes, erratic.
8. In the Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde's "Inscription of Nanxiangzi as a Dead Woman" Original: Tears are silent, only regretting the past. Relying on Dan Qing to preserve knowledge,
A Farewell to the Dead is a long poem.
Forever frost and snow are clear and innocent, the sky flies to jade, a cloud suddenly opens in the water, and the month is unbearable to die. The main idea is: 1. Title: Forever mourning means death, and forever mourning means forever sad death.
2. The whole poem: The purest and clearest friendship like frost and snow is so innocent at the beginning (the first sentence), and it is agreed to work hard for the paradise that tomorrow yearns for (the second sentence). Suddenly, when the clouds cleared away and only the moon in the water was seen, the truth of everything that happened at this sudden moment became illusory (the third sentence). People who live alone can only silently and sadly endure the pain of this emotional loss (fourth sentence). I can see the girl in the water. Please clean up my bones in the wheat field like a bunch of reeds and bring him back to the clean girl I can see. Girl by the river, please reach into the wheat field. When I have no hope of sitting on a pile of wheat, please clean up my messy bones and put them in a small wooden cabinet. Bringing it back is like bringing back your rich dowry, but don't tell my mother who is hanging clothes on the hay with wood.
Miss the old friend/the wind blew away a pair of mandarin duck shoes in the distance with the rain. The person who is hurt by love is a stone sitting under a tree, looking sad and crying. The thought described goes deep into the bone marrow and faces the poisonous sky. People who are hurt by love have nothing to say. Seeds a thousand years ago germinated in peach demon a thousand years later. Peach blossoms are floated by tears. The deepest thoughts are in the deepest roots. Pain and happiness cannot be separated. People who love to hurt are skinny and full of typhoid tears. After the rain in the early morning of May, the sunshine was clear and pure. Wash the empty valley after the rain and bury the oath valley. The back faces the sun all the year round, and the black memory is covered with snow. The visible blade is on the invisible water. The pain hidden inside the loved one is unfathomable. Every peach blossom is still fragrant and its leaves are dim. The loved one embraces the stone. The dagger of revenge in the hand of a tree was interrupted by the peach blossom rain. Title: "Nanting Summer Wants a New Era" Author: Tang Author: Meng Haoran Style: Five Ancient Contents:-The mountain light in the west suddenly disappears, and the moon rises in the lake in the east. I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully.
The wind brought me the fragrance of lotus, and the bamboo dew dripped. I will pick up my lute and play, without a bosom friend.
So I think of you, old friend. I'm finally dreaming. Appreciation:-Analysis: This poem is full of nostalgia for an old friend, writing a leisurely and complacent interest and expressing a feeling of no confidant.
Words are like running water, natural layer by layer and full of charm. ①: There is no "summer" in the poem.
② Night: One is "night". Note: 1, mountain light: sunshine on the mountain.
2, pool moon: that is, moonlight by the pool. 3. Xuan: window.
Rhyme translation: The setting sun in the western hills suddenly sets, and the bright moon in Dong Tang Cape gradually rises. Let go of your hair and enjoy the cool tonight. How quiet and comfortable it is to lie around with the window open.
The breeze slowly brings lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves gently drip dew. I wish I could pick up the piano and play a song, but I hate that there is no bosom friend to enjoy.
On this beautiful night, I can't help but miss my old friend. I can only dream about it in the middle of the night. Comment: This poem is about enjoying the coolness and relaxation of Shuige on a summer night, and remembering friends.
At the beginning of the poem, the sun sets and the moon rises, setting a scene to enjoy the cool. Write three or four sentences to enjoy the cool after bathing, showing leisure and comfort.
Five or six sentences continued to write the true feeling of enjoying the cool by smell. Seven or eight sentences are about the transition from tranquility to the sound of the piano, to "bosom friends", and from enjoying the cool to cherishing others.
Finally, I hope my friends can spend a wonderful night and have a dream by my side. The whole poem is delicate in emotion, fluent in language, distinct in layers and full of charm.
Enjoy the coolness and coolness of summer with the sentence "The wind brings the fragrance of lotus flowers and the music of bamboo leaves dripping dew". .
When the flowers bloom on the other side, there is only a mass of red flowers, no leaves, no leaves and no flowers. Miss each other and don't meet alone. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely forever on the other side. Only on this side will I hesitate to bid farewell to the ancient road outside Changting, where the grass is flourishing and the wind helps the willows play the flute. Half of a pot of turbid wine will be scattered in the corner of the world outside the sunset. What Xi Murong failed was not only the late spring day, but also the forgotten face of you and me. What rushed to my eyes was dusty day and dusty night. The low-headed Chinese New Year and autumn grass slowly recede, and wordless poems are lifted to say goodbye. I want to ask the reason of heaven, and satisfy heaven and earth to hide my tears. But with this eternal life, when I leave, it seems that I lack my body.
3. Poems or sentences written for the dead
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1. I always feel that my eyes are hazy and moist during this time, and I always look for reasons unconsciously. Is Tomb-Sweeping Day coming, where my deceased relatives miss me, or am I missing my deceased relatives?
2. I know that customs vary from place to place, but what * * * shares is to express sadness about the departure of relatives. I can only let him kowtow for me thousands of miles away and put a wreath in it!
At this moment, as friends, we can only miss, deeply miss, and thank you for accompanying us through the past. It is often rainy and sunny when you are around. Your smile, simplicity and sincerity to your friends will be eternal wealth in our life; And losing you is a pain that we can never make up for in this life.
4. What are the poems expressing condolences?
"Miscellaneous words with beans, Langzhong, Qili Bridge mourns Yao Cang Cao" Time: Tang Author: Liu Shangqiao stayed at the foot of the mountain, all day long for sadness.
Climbing the bridge is a sigh, but I envy leaving others. Under the bridge, there is running water in the east and cherry blossoms are fragrant.
The water ebbs and flows, and the flowers fall and bloom next year. The word "poor" is long as the ash of Jiuquan.
Where did Susie Huan go swimming? Before and after the flowers, he drank enough wine to live forever. "Regret for the Past" Time: Song Author: Married, the boy is hungry and cold.
I am pedantic and clumsy, trapped in a micro-official for ten years. Men are not always poor, they will show off their talents.
Rough phase, a smile to solve difficulties. The autumn wind destroys Fanghui, so you can't go back.
Blood drops in my eyes are so sad that they destroy my lungs and liver. When I was a child, I begged my mother not to sleep at night.
Although I want to tell you, I can't. Although the accumulated money is a struggle, Zhu Zhu will still go to Huaxuan.
It's sad to lose someone who is United with me. When accumulating day by day, the accumulation time is more mature.
Mountains and seas will collapse, and their voices will be heard. "Mourning for Baguzi" Time: Song Author: Zheng Zaoli was a high hall in those days, looking haggard and crying.
See two orphans turn into cheese. "Miscellaneous words with beans, Langzhong, Qili Bridge mourns Yao Cang Cao" Time: Tang Author: Liu Shangqiao stayed at the foot of the mountain, all day long for sadness.
Climbing the bridge is a sigh, but I envy leaving others. Under the bridge, there is running water in the east and cherry blossoms are fragrant.
The water ebbs and flows, and the flowers fall and bloom next year. The word "poor" is long as the ash of Jiuquan.
Where did Susie Huan go swimming? Before and after the flowers, he drank enough wine to live forever. "Regret for the Past" Time: Song Author: Married, the boy is hungry and cold.
I am pedantic and clumsy, trapped in a micro-official for ten years. Men are not always poor, they will show off their talents.
Rough phase, a smile to solve difficulties. The autumn wind destroys Fanghui, so you can't go back.
Blood drops in my eyes are so sad that they destroy my lungs and liver. When I was a child, I begged my mother not to sleep at night.
Although I want to tell you, I can't. Although the accumulated money is a struggle, Zhu Zhu will still go to Huaxuan.
It's sad to lose someone who is United with me. When accumulating day by day, the accumulation time is more mature.
Mountains and seas will collapse, and their voices will be heard. "Mourning for Baguzi" Time: Song Author: Zheng Zaoli was a high hall in those days, looking haggard and crying.
Watching two orphans make cheese, sitting and smelling for a while is better than frost. Xianyou has made the sunrise, and the earth will hide the old.
Don't ask how long you were born, your great-grandson will also go. Time: Yuan Author: Wang Mian, but before he could conquer, he was already dead, and his loyalty was even less.
Does the article shock the universe? On the mountains and rivers of wu zhen, Yu Wei. Zhongyuan is thinking about Liu Anshi, but thinking about horses.
I failed to write the pen of history. While I was thinking, I continued my lamentation. "Mourning for Lady Jiyang" Time: Song Author: I have been attached to Jiangshan for a long time and talked about her surname.
If you look inside, you can follow the previous smell. Hazelnuts, chestnuts and beans, apples and flies are clean and fragrant.
Some people say that immortality, flaky and magic clouds. "Mourn for Buddhists on the Mountain" Time: Song Author: Xiu built a temple with an empty fist and a meal of monks filled with turbid water.
I've been dead for a hundred years and my teeth are shining. "Mourning for the Father of Dongyang" Time: Song Author: The volume is just the same as in the past, which makes the child's heart itch, knowing virtue and prospering.
Although open-minded and rich, it is also powerful to stick to integrity. The past is eternal, and the stone is carved in a high-profile village.
Meixian quickly cultivated pines and cypresses, then looked at them and praised them for being quiet. "Regret for the Past" Time: Song Author: Sun Dengqian grinding ambition, pen to the end of spring.
The title of the new Jinshi belongs to Mrs. Yue Tai. It's worth more than 1000 yuan, and it needs five treasures.
Where should I go? I can't bear to forget my relatives. "Mourning for Ni Shangshu" Time: Song Author: Wei Jing lived in three dynasties for a long time and lived in seclusion all his life.
The heart is only in the royal family, but the hand is not in power. The wind is good in Hengpu, and Xiangshan is thriving.
The economy is not on display. Who will discuss this intention? "Mourning for Mr. Lu" Time: Song Author: Zhang Jiucheng is proficient in high standards and has no talent, so it is difficult to return to Chuntai.
Etymology is the power of poetry and calligraphy, and the syntactic end comes from practice. Chatting at the northwest gate, spring breeze and autumn moon are also leisurely.
I asked you what you left, only a glass of water between the windows. The first song-The Book of Songs tang style: After you 100 years old, you will return to your home! After being a hundred years old, go back to his room! Ge Sheng-The Book of Songs tang style Ge Sheng Meng Chu Yi Ye.
Give the beauty to die here. Who is lonely! Ge Sheng is full of thorns and vines.
Give the beauty to die here. Who is lonely! The corner pillow is awkward and the brocade is rotten.
Give the beauty to die here. Who and Du Dan! Summer and winter nights.
After a hundred years old, return home! Winter night, summer. After being a hundred years old, go back to his room! Pueraria lobata grew and covered with Vitex negundo, and Zizania latifolia crawled in the field.
My lover died here, who will accompany this lonely place? Kudzu vine grows and covers jujube trees, and vines grow on graves. My lover died here, who will accompany the lonely sleeping eyes? The corner pillow is brilliant, and the brocade quilt is bright.
My lover died here, who will accompany the lonely days? The days in summer are cool and the nights in winter are long. Only one hundred years later, come here to live together! The nights in winter are long and the days in summer are cool.
Only one hundred years later, come here to live together! Background: This poem is regarded as' the ancestor of mourning poems' by later generations. There are many controversies about the theme of Ge Sheng.
In the Qing Dynasty, Hao Yixing first disclosed the use of "corner pillows" and "brocade quilts" to receive the dead, and pointed out that "Ge Sheng" was also a funeral. "Now many people believe it.
Obviously, the words "die here", "in the domain", "corner pillow", "brocade carpet", "live in it", "live alone", "enjoy alone" and "be alone" are used to prove that the purpose of mourning in this poem is convincing. This poem was highly praised by later generations. Today, people think that this poem is "not only called the ancestor of mourning poems, but also a masterpiece of mourning poems" (Zhu Shouliang's comments on The Book of Songs), and that it is "the masterpiece of later Pan Yue and Yuan Zhen's mourning poems" and "can't be stuck in this poem" (Zhou Meng, the translation of The Book of Songs 100
As far as the artistic charm of this poem and its influence on the creation of mourning poems for later generations are concerned, this evaluation is well deserved. Whether the poem was written by kudzu vine or the tomb touched my feelings and made me sad alone.
The purpose of writing lonely poems of the dead is to describe the loneliness of the living, to unite as one in order to see the love before death, and to weep at the same point after death. Poetry repeatedly expresses unbearable lonely time, all in order to express primitive coexistence and harmony.
Ge Sheng can be regarded as the source of China's mourning poems. The eternal love swan song can travel through time and space and become the dream and expectation of people in every era. The second song-The Book of Songs, Li Feng, Green Clothes: Green Clothes, Green Clothes, Huang Shang.
If you worry about your heart, you will die! Green clothes-The Book of Songs, the wind is green and the clothes are green and yellow. If you worry about your heart, you will defend yourself! Green clothes, green clothes, green coat, yellow clothes.
Worry in the heart, the death of the dead.
5. The saddest and saddest sentence for a loved one who just died.
1. During this time, I always feel my eyes are hazy and moist, and I am always looking for the reason, but I don't know whether Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, and my deceased relatives are missing me there, or I am missing my deceased relatives. 2. I know that customs vary from place to place, but * * * is to express the sadness of my loved ones' departure. I can only make him kowtow for me thousands of miles away and enter the wreath. At this moment, as friends, we can only miss, deeply miss, and thank you for accompanying us through the past. With you around, it's always sunny on rainy days. Your smile, simplicity and sincerity to your friends will be eternal wealth in our life; And losing you is a pain that we can never make up for in this life.
It suddenly occurred to me that who else in this world has such serious and seemingly artificial feelings like me? Who else can cry like a hypocritical catharsis like me? Today, with great sadness, we held a mourning ceremony at home to mourn my beloved mother, the old man. Today, with great sadness, we mourn for our relatives, our friends and a part of our wonderful memories-Mr ——xxx.
7, I can't change myself, let myself go with the flow, let myself be hypocritical and indifferent, and I don't want to! Even if it is only those ignorant and mature cynicism! 8. With great sorrow, we deeply mourn for our loved one xxx. Today, with great sadness, our whole family mourns the untimely death of our beloved mother and says goodbye to her body.
Wandering thousands of miles, how to think. 1 1, please rest assured that xxx will take care of your loved ones like you and take care of your children's happy and healthy growth. Of course, you will know that as long as we live, you will live. In our conversation, in our memories, in the tears we shed inadvertently, you will always live in a happier and sunnier world.
12, let's bid farewell to xxx born in winter in his favorite piano music "The First Snow" before his death, let him return to the season when snowflakes (Weibo) are fluttering, return to the hazy white world, let his body stay away from the noise of the world, and let his soul rest in peace. 13, on behalf of the whole family, I sincerely thank all of you for coming here in the hot summer and sharing this sadness with us. 14, my mood is like the haze in the desert today, but I can't give too much comfort to my best friend! 15, let's turn grief into strength, turn grief into persistence, carry on the legacy, follow in his footsteps, and comfort his soul in heaven.
6. words of mourning for the dead
1, relatives have been to Xianyou, but they have not been blessed by their children and grandchildren.
Wandering thousands of miles away, how to think. I'm sorry for your loss, but the living should live well.
The dead man is dead. 3, relatives or sadness, others have also sung.
What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain. My family will have a good time there.
I don't want to see everyone too sad. 5, relatives travel around the fairy, children and grandchildren do not touch.
Wandering thousands of miles, missing thousands of Baidu. 6, relatives have traveled to Xianyou, do not gather children and grandchildren.
Wandering souls travel thousands of miles, how to think about sorrow. 7. My mood is like the haze in the desert today, but I can't give too much comfort to my best friend! 8, birth and death, natural law! Don't be too sad, he will feel your filial piety! 9, life is like this, want to have but can't have, may make people give up.
10, birth and death, everything is a natural phenomenon; No one has died since ancient times, as long as they live in my heart. 1 1, the mother of friends and relatives is also my mother, and their grief is equal to my grief! 12, the loss of loved ones is painful to leave, suffering from short sleeves.
I don't know when we will meet again, and the moon is full of flowers. 13, relatives will watch you from the sky.
Stay with you. Relatives are always by your side.
You just can't see him.