Poetry about regret after losing parents 1. Poems about the loss of parents
The best answer to Su Shi's poem "Mourning for Wang Chaoyun";
As a seedling, it is amazing not to show off and not to make Tong Wu mysterious to me.
I hate that there is no chitose medicine in the scene, only Hinayana Zen.
If you want to pay off your old debts when you are sad, you can break your back.
Bamboo roots lie far and near, and night lights are courteous.
Mourn Wang Fu:
Ten years of life and death are endless.
If you don't think, you won't forget.
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.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
No words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Yuan Mei's memory of his sister.
2. What are the poems that say, "Sometimes you don't cherish it, but you regret it when you lose it"?
First, black hair does not know how to study hard early, and white hair regrets learning late. Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: when I was a teenager, I only knew how to play, but I didn't know how to study hard. White hair regrets studying late. When the flowers are suitable for folding, fold them quickly, and don't wait until the flowers wither before breaking an empty branch.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Yan Zhenqing
Source: "Persuasion"
Second, who turns over the bleak music of Yuefu, the wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the snuff is thin for another night. I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream?
Interpretation of the vernacular: who turns over the bleak music of Yuefu, the wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the lights are dim all night. I don't know what haunts me. I woke up bored and drunk, dreaming that I had been to Xie Qiao.
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: picking mulberry seeds
Source: Nalan Rong Ruo
Three or ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I am unforgettable, I am alone in the grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Even if I meet you, I should not know it. My face is dusty and my temples are frosty. Last night, I suddenly came home from my dream. I was dressing in Xiao Xuan's window, but I couldn't speak. I only cried a thousand times. I expect my heart will be broken every year, and there will be a dwarf pine mountain on a moonlit night.
Interpretation of the vernacular: they have been separated for ten years, and there is no news. Restrain yourself from thinking, but it is unforgettable. The wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, I don't expect to know each other, because I'm running around, dusty, and my sideburns are like frost.
Last night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in my dream, and you were still sitting at the small window, dressing up. You and I have a thousand words, but we are silent, only a thousand lines of tears. I had expected that you would be heartbroken every year, that is, you would be reflected in the bright moon and dwarf the Songshan Mountain.
Dynasty: Northern Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Source: Jiangchengzi
Four, ten thousand people put on a picture scroll, solitary fireflies attract incense. There is nothing to be happy about when you are sick, and you regret your youth madness. Nandu is well dressed, and the journey to the west is long. Now all dreams are broken, and people are busy with high pillows.
Vernacular interpretation: thousands of bamboos open books, and I use fireflies to attract seals. Thinking about illness has no pleasure, and regretting being a teenager. Nandu is well dressed, and the journey to the west is long. Now that dreams are broken, people are busy.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Lu You
Source: Sitting at night
Five, the night light is five more chickens, which is the time for men to study. Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Midnight is the best time for boys to read books every day. When I was a teenager, I only knew how to play and didn't know how to study hard. When I was old, I regretted why I didn't know how to study hard when I was young.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Yan Zhenqing
Source: Persuade.
3. Poems mourning the death of loved ones
The tree wants to keep quiet, but the wind will not stop; My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.
The tree wants to be still, but the wind keeps blowing its branches and leaves. Trees are objective things, and the wind is the time that keeps passing. Metaphor means that the passage of time does not end with one's own will. It is often used to sigh that when the son of man wants to be filial to his parents, his parents are already dead.
In Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty, Liu Gongzhuo and his son gave warm gifts to eight dead fathers, including the right servant of Shangshu: As the ancients said, a tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop, and a son wants to raise it, but he doesn't want to be close. If you don't show praise and gifts, how can you pay tribute to the Prime Minister and comfort your heirs?
Ming Dynasty "Gao Ming" Ji Google "Pipa Story" Part 37: Confucius listened to gaoyu crying and asked him why. Gaoyu said: The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. My son wants to raise it, but he doesn't care. Or a tree wants to be quiet but the wind is restless, a tree wants to rest but the wind is restless.
4. Ask for a word of regret for unfilial parents.
The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop, and the child wants to raise it, but not close. The original text is "the husband wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to raise but not close." The above exclamation was felt by gaoyu after his parents died. Gao Yu travels around the world looking for teachers and friends, so he seldom stays at home to serve his parents. Unexpectedly, his parents died one after another. Gao Yu was shocked that he could no longer be filial, and deeply regretted that his parents failed to take good care of him when he was alive. Gao Yu described her helplessness in losing her parents with "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop". This tree doesn't like to sway too much in the wind, or its branches will fall off. But the strong wind never stopped, and the trees kept shaking their heads. The absence of relatives is the helplessness of the dutiful son! Because of this, later generations used the "sadness of the wind tree" as a metaphor for bereavement.
5. An ancient poem about the pain of losing his father
A poem mourning the death of his father.
1: The spring grass will be green next year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
2. A thousand words can't be finished, and you are bored.
3. The most painful poem: ruthlessness is not as good as affection, and an inch is still a thousand strands. -"Jade House Spring"
4. The day of parting is far away, but the day of clothing is slow-Han. & gt
5: Blood, tears and red beans can't be finished, and spring flowers can't be finished. -A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin
6. The sky is not old, the feelings are hard to get rid of, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian in it. (Zhang Xian)
7: If you want to ask Wujiang for another purpose, see you in your dream.
8. But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker and the river waves were filled with sad mist.
9. Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I am eager to write a book. I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
I miss the moon, but I miss seeing stars.
1 1: Where is the old garden? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
12: Although I wiped my tears, my enthusiasm never faded. Thinking of your happiness and sadness, your mood is my eternal concern!
13: An autumn shadow turns into a golden wave, which is re-polished by flying mirror. Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.
14: I passed away in the past, and the willow is Yi Yi; Today, I think it's raining-<&; lt； Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Caiwei >>
15: Nanpu Bie (Tang) Bai Juyi Nanpu is sad, and the west wind rolls the autumn wind. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
16: There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees. I'm happy with you, but I don't know.
17: Crow in Bai Shu, silent and humid osmanthus in Coody Leng in Wang Jian's atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
18: Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?
19: Take a pot of wine from the flowers and drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
20: Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
2 1: Tears swallow but silence. I only regret my past feelings. Keep your knowledge by Dan Qing, Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.
22: Where will I wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiaofeng and the waning moon.
23: Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home.
24: The river flows for three thousand miles, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There are no other languages in the industry, just want to return to China as soon as possible.
25: Look at the bright moon with a thin curtain, and the breeze blows on the chest.
26: the crowd searched for her for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light.
27: When will the dream home arrive and how many people will return to Chunsheng River?
28: Tianjingsha Qiu Si [Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
29: How many lovesickness one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang's Swallow House
30: I know I miss you so much, and I want to be full of love, but the autumn moon is a sickle and I sleep alone.
6. An ancient poem about the pain of losing his father
Poetry 1 In memory of my father who just died: grasses return again green in the spring, but my friend Prince, what about you? .
2. A thousand words can't be finished, and you are bored. 3. The most painful poem: ruthlessness is not as good as affection, and an inch is still a thousand strands.
-"Yu Lou Chun" 4: The day of parting is far away, and the day of clothing is slow-Han. > 5: the red beans with blood and tears can't be finished, and the spring flowers can't be finished. -Cao Xueqin's Sixth Story of A Dream of Red Mansions: The sky is not old, the feelings are hard to get rid of, the heart is like a double screen, and there is a Qian Qian knot in it. (Zhang Xian's Millennium) 7: If you want to ask about Wujiang River, you have ulterior motives. See you in your dream. 8. But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting dark, and there is a sad mist on the river waves. 9. Looking at the autumn wind in Luoyang, I want to write a book.
Not to mention the fear in a hurry, pedestrians have come to Kaifeng again. I miss the moon, but I miss seeing stars. 1 1: Where is the old garden? It's leisurely to think about it.
Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. 12: Although I wiped my tears, my enthusiasm never faded.
Thinking of your happiness and sadness, your mood is my eternal concern! 13: An autumn shadow turns into a golden wave, which is re-polished by flying mirror. Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair! Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers.
Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.
14: I passed away in the past, and the willow is Yi Yi; Today, when I think of it, it rains -> 15: Nanpubie (Tang) Bai Juyi is sad in Nanpu, and the west wind is blowing in autumn. Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.
16: There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees. I am very happy with you. I don't know about you. 17: On the fifteenth night, Bai Shu looked at the moon, Wang Jian looked at the crow in the atrium, and Coody Leng osmanthus was silent. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
18: Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? 19: Take a pot of wine from the flowers and drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. 20: Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 2 1: Tears swallow but silence.
I only regret my past feelings. Keep your knowledge by Dan Qing, Yingying.
You can't draw it if you are sad. Don't be too specific
Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more.
Call the rain bell at night. 22: Where will I wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiaofeng and the waning moon.
23. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly thought of home. The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else to say, just to return to China as soon as possible. 25: thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.
26: the crowd searched for her for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light. 27: When will the dream home arrive and how many people will return to Chunsheng River? 28: Tianjingsha Qiu Si [Yuan] Ma Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, bridges flowing people, ancient roads west wind thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. 29: How many lovesickness one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not long.
-Zhang's Swallow House 30: I know I miss you so much, and I want to be full of love, but the autumn moon is a sickle, and I am lonely.
7. Cherish the poems that people in front of them don't wait until they lose them.
First, it is easy to change your heart, but it is easy to change your heart.
Vernacular interpretation: It is easy to change your heart now, but you say it is easy to change your heart in the world.
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Nalan Xingde
Source: Mulan Ci, Antique Jue Ci, Friends of Cambodia.
Second, a moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
Interpretation of vernacular:. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Shangyin
Source: Jinse
Third, flowers can be folded straight. Don't wait until there are no flowers.
Vernacular interpretation: Don't wait for the flowers to wither before breaking an empty branch. When the flowers are suitable for folding, we should fold them quickly.
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Qiuniang
Source: witch hazel
Fourth, it is better to pity the people in front of you and avoid the dream of working harder and harder.
Vernacular interpretation: It's best to be nice to the people in front of you at the banquet, so as not to be a ghost.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Yan Shu
Source: Magnolia, curtains, waves, golden mud phoenix.
Five, will the old ambition, pity the present.
Vernacular interpretation: Don't wait until the future to remember to love the person in front of you.
Dynasty: Yuan
Author: Wang Shifu
Source: Changting farewell
8. What are the ancient poems that express "the pain of losing your father"?
1, crossing Liaohe River
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
From Xianyang, this trip to Liaohe River is five thousand miles away. If you don't go out, your parents know that this trip will be across the sea, and it will be difficult to meet again in this life. When I went out, my mother made me some more clothes, as if afraid that I would have to go back in case there were no clean clothes to bury on the road.
A traveler died and returned to Xianyang. The chief military officer asked the emperor to make the martyr's own hometown. Thinking that I am poor, I can't come back when my body reaches the date. I am infinitely sad and I am stationed at the Liaohe River at a loss.
Translation:
Leave Xianyang, this trip to Liaoshui, five thousand miles. Before going out, my parents already knew that this trip would cross the ocean and it would be difficult to get together again in this life. When I left home, my mother made me some new clothes, as if I was afraid I would never come back. In case I die on the road, there will be no clean clothes to bury.
Some people were sent back to Xianyang at the expense of conscripts, and the military chief wrote to the emperor to let people from the hometown of martyrs serve as conscripts. The thought of leaving home and never coming back is pitiful. So, I felt infinite sadness in my heart and stopped at the Liaohe River at a loss.
2. "Dream Micro"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years. I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being. Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
3. "Tai Shang Huang sacrificed the northern suburbs for a big tribute of rain."
Qing Dynasty: Yin Zhen
Just announced the defense strategy and returned to mid-May. The suburbs needed rain, and the crops cut the emperor's heart.
Fang Ze's period is coming to an end, and he has to bow to the essence. Li Chenglin's book is cultivated, and he believes in Heaven and Heaven.
Translation:
Complete the propaganda and defense strategy and return in mid-May. The suburbs should benefit from rain, and the crops are sincere. Fang Zeshi will be bound and he will do his best.
4. "Four Musts, Change Saigō Takamori's Poems to Father"
Modern: Mao Zedong
The child is determined to go to the countryside, or he will not return if he succeeds.
Mulberry fields don't need to bury bones, and life is everywhere.
Translation:
The child has made up his mind to go out of his hometown and never come back until he has achieved something in his studies. Why should I be buried in my hometown after death? The motherland has beautiful mountains and rivers, which can be used as a resting place.
5, "oil fan father poem"
Ming dynasty: a grass
I'm afraid of steaming in the sun, so I'm clear-headed.
I sang it several times under the tree.
Translation:
I'm afraid the sun is steaming and the breeze is blowing through my heart. Rest under the tree and sing with it several times.