1, peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, the ten-year lamp of Jianghu. -Huang Song's "Send a few replies to Huang"
The spring breeze sees peaches and plums drinking wine, and the rivers and lakes are down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you in the autumn rain. Life is hard to find a bosom friend, and it is hard to find a bosom friend through the ages. Although I am separated from my friends in Wan Li, I can still talk to my heart. After ten years of separation, there are only bleak and lonely nights left in the rivers and lakes, and the feelings of missing can only be pinned on the flashing lonely lights.
2, ten years to grind a sword, frost blade has not tried. -Tang Jiadao's the legendary swordsman
After ten years of hard work, I have sharpened a sword. The blade is cold and shiny, but I haven't tried to grind it. The poet uses the metaphor of "swordsman" to express his lack of talents. Although framed, he was not discouraged and determined to show his talent. The edge of the sword is sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms is bitter and cold, and the tempering of time gives everyone the opportunity to become an extraordinary person.
3. Feel the dream of Yangzhou for ten years and get the name of a brothel. -Tang Du Mu's "Send Your Heart"
Yangzhou indulged in debauchery for ten years, like a dream. When I woke up, I only got a reputation as a brothel and a museum. The poet recalled the light of Yangzhou, but had a dream, indulging in sensual life, wasting his time, and sincerely regretting himself. Time flies, life is short, don't indulge yourself in the growth stage, cherish the beautiful years and make continuous progress.
4, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. -stone "Jiang Ji's dream of the 20th day of the first month"
It's been ten years since you and I broke up, and we can't help missing each other. But it's hard to see each other after all. In A.D. 1075 (the eighth year of Xining), Wang Fu died of illness for ten years. On the 20th day of the first month of this year, he dreamed of his beloved wife, Wang, and wrote this poem "The voice is full of heaven, the tears are full of spring", which has been passed down through the ages. The true feelings are revealed and deeply touched by people. Loving couples, now farewell, time flies, ten years are fleeting.