Poems about not remembering the past (poems recalling the past) 1. Poems recalling the past
Su Shi's Calm Storm
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely.
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time.
Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,
The red candle is weak.
In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,
The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.
Now listen to the rain monk,
The temple is full of stars.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,
Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.
Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan consists of three words:
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. Will we meet again sooner or later?
Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
-"Summer quatrains" Li Qingzhao
Who knows the pain of not going to the border, even if you are killed, you still have a chivalrous fragrance.
-Wang Wei's Youth Travel
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.
Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
-"Man Jiang Hong" Yue Fei
Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
-"Singing Fishing Music" Xin Qiji
Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families?
-"The Fifth South Garden" Li He
2. What poems or sentences can never return to the past?
1, ten years of life and death are two boundless, 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 tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. -From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi recalled the dream on the twentieth day of the first month"
Interpretation of the vernacular: The two died for a lifetime and were isolated for ten years. They miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Vernacular Interpretation: Things have changed, the moon is in the sky, and Jiao Ren's tears are pearls. Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke. The feelings of joys, sorrows and sorrows cannot be recalled today, but they have been inadvertently long ago.
3, red crisp hands, yellow wine, spring palace wall willow in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no. Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo! -From the Song Dynasty: Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix Red Crisp Hands"
Explain in vernacular Chinese: In your rosy and crisp hands, hold a cup full of yellow wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!
The spring is still bright, but people have lost weight in vain. Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms in Man Chun fall on silent and empty ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!
4, who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves close the window, nostalgic for the sunset. It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea. —— From the Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's "Who Read the West Wind and Cool Alone in Huanxisha"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Who misses the lonely feelings when the autumn wind blows cold? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past. Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.
5, the dream is broken for forty years, and the old willow in Shenyuan does not blow cotton. This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death. -From the Song Dynasty: Lu You's "Shenyuan"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: It has been more than 40 years since her death, and the willow in Shenyuan is too old to speak. I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.
3. Poetry describing nostalgia
1, verse: On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off in red.
From: Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty, named "South Village of Capital"
Interpretation: Last spring, in this family's home, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy.
2. Poetry: A moment that should last forever. Before I knew it, the copy had come and gone.
From: Jinse by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: The feelings of joys and sorrows can't be recalled today, but they were unintentional and have long been disappointed.
3. Poetry: Since we left each other and drifted like clouds, ten years passed like running water until we finally got together again.
From: Liang Chuanhe, an old friend of Huaishang/an old friend of Huaishang in the Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation: After parting, it is like a cloud, and the years are like running water, and the ambition is swaying for ten years.
4. Poem: Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, a ten-year lamp in Jianghu.
From: Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times"
Interpretation: In the spring breeze, I saw peaches and plums and drank wine, and the rivers and lakes were down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you listening to the autumn rain.
5. Poetry: I feel the dream of Yangzhou for ten years and get the name of a brothel.
From: Farewell by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Yangzhou has been a dissolute dream for ten years. When I woke up, I got a fickle reputation among prostitutes.
4. Think of past poems
Jing Tian Sha
Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si
Gu Teng's old trees are humming faintly,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Shanpo sheep
Tongguan Huaiguzhang
The mountains are like clusters,
Waves are like anger,
Tongguan road, mountains and rivers inside and outside.
Look west,
I hesitated.
Sad Qin and Han dynasties, ten thousand palaces have been made of earth.
Xing, the people suffer;
Death, people suffer!
Lihe Yanmen Taishouhang
Dark clouds push the city, and light scatters the sun.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
It's great to offer you gold. I'll take Yulong to die for you.
A song "Snow White" sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
Spread out like a bead curtain, wet curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is as thin as a cicada.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
Then, the tomb snowed under the Yuanmen, and our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.
We watched him walk eastward through the gate of the wheel tower, and the sky was covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.