The passage of time is ruthless and should be cherished. Since Confucius stood by the river 2,500 years ago and sighed: The passage of time is like this water, rushing day and night. Cherishing time has become an ever-popular belief in the Chinese nation, manifested in seizing the day.
Today I share 20 ancient poems about cherishing time. Cherish the present, cherish every minute and every second, cherish the current time, so that you will not feel sad about the passage of time in the future.
1
[Wei and Jin]
Lu Ji
"Long Song Xing"
The Passing Sutra Every day, sadness brings earth and rivers.
The sundial does not stop when there is an inch of yin, and how can a foot wave spin in vain?
The year goes by with swift and powerful arrows, and the time comes with sharp strings.
In the long term, it is rare to get it, and the surplus is guaranteed to be complete.
Rong Hua lived long and hard, and donated his body and beauty by himself.
Now that things cannot stop, my life will be extended.
The passing time is about to pass, and the time is too short.
There is no way to express generosity, God is good and natural.
But I hate the lack of fame and lack of publicity in books and silk.
2
[Tang Dynasty]
Li Shangyin
"Deng Le Youyuan"
Feeling unwell in the evening , drove to Guyuan.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
3
[Song Dynasty]
Su Shi
"Poem of Staying New Year's Eve"
If you want to know that the old age is over, It's like a snake going into trouble, its scales are half gone, who can cover up its intention to go? If you want to tie it to its tail, even though you are diligent, you know what you can do! Children will not eat if they are forced, but they should be happy when they are together. Do not crow once the rooster crows in the morning, and be afraid of the more trouble. After sitting for a long time, the lights dimmed and I watched the Beidou tilt. There won't be a year next year. I'm afraid that my worries will be wasted. If you work hard today, you can still be proud of the young man.
4
[Han]
Han Yuefu
"Long Song Xing"
Sunflower in Qingqing Garden , the morning dew waits for the sunset.
Budze in spring brings brilliance to all things.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.
When hundreds of rivers reach the sea from the east, when will they return to the west?
If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.
5
[Song Dynasty]
Su Shi
"To Liu Jingwen"
The load is gone and there is no rain left Cover, the chrysanthemums are still there, but there are proud frost branches.
You must remember that the best times of the year are orange and green.
6
[Southern and Northern Dynasties]
Bao Zhao
"The Journey Is Difficult"
Fengjun Jin Xie The fine wine, the carved harp in the tortoiseshell jade box.
The feather tent of colorful hibiscus and the brocade quilt of nine-flowered grapes.
The beauty is fading as the year approaches, and the cold light fades away.
May you be sad and think less, and listen to my chanting on the way to the festival.
If you don’t see the bronze bird on the cypress beam, you would rather hear the clear sound of the ancient wind.
7
[Southern and Northern Dynasties]
Xie Tiao
"Wang Sunyou"
Green grass and vines like silk ,
The mixed trees have red hair.
Whether you return or not,
Your return has come to an end.
8
[Tang Dynasty]
Du Qiuniang
"Golden Thread Clothes"
Part One
I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth.
If there are flowers, you must break them off. Don’t wait until there are no flowers.
9
[Song Dynasty]
Kou Zhun
"Treading on the Shasha at Spring Evening"
Spring is coming In the middle of the night, the voice of the warbler is getting older. All the young plum blossoms are gone.
The painting hall is filled with quiet rain, and the lingering fragrance lingers half-covered by the Pingshan Mountain.
The secret agreement is deep, and the separation is gone. The water chestnut flowers are full of dust and will be illuminated.
Leaning on the building, I am speechless and want to lose myself in ecstasy. The sky is dim and even the grass is dim.
10
[Song Dynasty]
Yan Shu
"Huanxisha·A New Word and a Glass of Wine"
A new song and a glass of wine,
The weather last year is the same as the pavilion,
When will the sun set in the west?
There is no choice but the flowers fall away,
The familiar swallow returns.
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