1. Verses about recalling past acquaintances
Verses about recalling past acquaintances 1. Verses describing longing for the past
1. Verse: Last year, this door In the middle, the peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.
From: Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty, "Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City"
Interpretation: Last spring, in this family's home, I saw the beautiful face and the peach blossoms complementing each other, making them look very special. Ruddy outside.
2. Poetry: This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already lost at that time.
From: "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The joys and sorrows of separation and reunion cannot be recalled today, but back then they were careless and already at a loss.
3. Poetry: After the floating clouds parted, the flowing water lasted for ten years.
From: Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty's "Happy Meeting with Old Friends in Liangchuan on Huaishang/ Happy Meeting with Old Friends of Liangzhou on Huaishang"
Interpretation: After parting, it is like floating clouds, and the years are like running water. Ten years have passed.
4. Poetry: Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine, and the rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years.
From: Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Sending Huang Jifu"
Interpretation: Back then, under the spring breeze, I watched the peach and plum blossoms and drank fine wine. I was in a state of desolation. It had been ten years since we had been apart. Facing the lonely lamp and listening to the autumn rain, I miss you.
5. Poetry: After ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, I won the reputation of a brothel.
From: Tang Dynasty Du Mu's "Reminiscences"
Interpretation: Ten years of indulgence in Yangzhou is like a dream. When you wake up and look back, you end up with a brothel girl. Reputation for being ruthless.
2. What are the poems about longing and recalling the past
1. Shen Garden No. 1
Song Dynasty: Lu You
On the City The setting sun paints the corner with sadness, and the sinking garden is no longer a restored pool platform.
The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand.
Translation: The sound of painted horns on the city wall under the setting sun seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion. The spring water under that sad bridge is still green, where I saw her beautiful figure.
2. Shenyuan Garden No. 2
Song Dynasty: Lu You
Dreams have faded and fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willows in Shenyuan Garden have stopped blowing.
This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it.
Translation: More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan Garden are too old to spit out catkins and blow cotton. I am about to turn into a handful of loess in the Kuaiji Mountains, but I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.
3. Linjiangxian·Climbing the small pavilion at night to recall old trips to Luozhong
Song Dynasty: Chen Yuyi
Recalling the old days of drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge, sitting in the middle was mostly Heroic. The long ravine flows away silently. In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, I play the flute until dawn.
More than twenty years have been like a dream, although this body is in shock. I leisurely climbed up to the small pavilion to see the new weather. There are so many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third watch.
Translation: I recall those days when we had a drink at Wuqiao, and all the people present were heroes. The moonlight reflects on the river, flowing quietly with the water. In the faint shadow of the apricot blossoms, I play the bamboo flute until dawn.
The past twenty years have been like a dream. Although I am here, I look back with fear. Out of boredom, I climbed up to the small attic to watch the first sight of the new rain. Many historical events throughout the ages have been sung by fishermen in the middle of the night.
4. Partridge Sky: A guest talks about fame and fame in memory of his youth
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The banner of the prime of life supports ten thousand men, and the brocade He suddenly rode across the river at the beginning. The soldiers of Yan sung at the silver barbarians at night, and the arrows of the Han Dynasty flew towards the golden servant girls.
Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. But he exchanged ten thousand words of military strategy for his boss's tree-planting book.
Translation: When I was young, I led more than 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry across the Yangtze River. The Jin soldiers were preparing their quivers at night, while our Han army shot arrows called Jin Pugu at the enemy early in the morning.
Reminiscing about the past, I lamented that the spring breeze could no longer dye my white beard black. I think the tens of thousands words of strategies that can pacify the Jin people should be exchanged for books on tree planting with people in the east.
5. Seven Miscellaneous Poems · Part 1
Han Dynasty: Cao Zhi
There is a sad wind on the high platform, and the morning sun shines on the northern forest. My son is thousands of miles away, and the rivers and lakes are far and wide.
The Ark is very safe, but it is difficult to leave it alone! The lone wild goose flies south and passes by the court president mourning.
I yearn for people far away, and I would like to leave my legacy behind. Suddenly disappearing, Pianpian hurts my heart.
Translation: A sad wind often blows on the high platform, and the morning sun shines on the northern forest. The people I miss are thousands of miles away, and the rivers and lakes are far and deep.
How can this boat arrive smoothly? It is really difficult to place my nostalgic heart.
The lone wild geese flying south across the courtyard, their long lamentations are really heartbreaking. Looking up at Lone Goose, I was thinking - I want you to bring a message to someone far away. The lone goose flew past without paying attention, and the flying shadow made me even more sad.
6. Lotus leaf cup·Remember that year when the flowers fell
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Remember that year when the flowers fell, late at night, when I first met Xie Niang . On the west side of the water hall, the painted curtain hangs down, showing the dark phase of hand in hand.
The melancholy Xiaoying and the waning moon are separated from each other by sound and dust. Now we are all strangers in a foreign land, and we have no reason to meet each other.
Translation: I remember that night that year, Xie Niang and I met for the first time under the flowers beside the pond. The curtains were lowered, and they joined hands to secretly agree on a date to meet. I couldn't bear to be apart and had to break up.
Before you know it, the waning moon is about to end, and the early morning warblers are already ringing. We broke up and haven’t heard from each other since. Now that we are all strangers in a foreign land, I am afraid we will never have the chance to meet.
3. Poems about remembering the past
1. The concubine is like a mountain in front of my eyes, but the man like a stone and a Buddha has no intention. -Zhu Yizun's "Song of Yuanyang Lake"
2. Passionate farewells have been sad since ancient times. What's more, it's a deserted autumn festival. -Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling"
3. Who is the lover to open up Hongmeng? All just for the romantic love. - Cao Xueqin's "Introduction to A Dream of Red Mansions"
4. The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they merge together? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building"
5. If there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang Qin Song"
6. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends. . -Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Farewell"/
7. Once upon a time, the mulberry fields were difficult to deal with, but except for Wushan, they are not clouds. -Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si"
8. Can you bear to pay a thousand gold for a smile? After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other. -Shao Ruipeng's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
9. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the endless water flows like a farmer's sorrow. -Liu Yuxi's "Two of Four Bamboo Branch Poems"
10. The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir's dream. -Chen Tao's "Journey to Longxi"
11. When leaving, he diligently sent another message, in which he vowed to know each other. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
12. The journey is long and the soul is in pain. The dream soul cannot reach Guanshan Mountain. The longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking. - "One of Two Poems of Li Bai's Longing for Acacia"
13. Separation from hatred is like grass in spring, and you can walk farther and still be alive. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"
14. Only if you don't know lovesickness in your life will you love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. -Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui"
15. Wei Jiang will keep his eyes open all night long, and repay that he has never raised his eyebrows in his life. -Yuan Zhen's "Third of Three Songs to Solve the Sorrow"
16. Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness makes me remember each other, and short lovesickness makes me infinite. ----Li Bai----
17. I know that my love will always be there when I am here, and I look forward to the sound of the river at the head of the river. -Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Tour to Qujiang"
18. If there is no hatred in your eyes, you will not believe that there are white heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
19. Don't be reluctant to say that beautiful oath just because it may change, and don't dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you may break up. -Xi Murong's "Seal"
20. There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to deploy it. -Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
21. If there is a close friend who appreciates it, he will sing Yang Chun without hesitation. -Yan Shu's "Mountain Pavilion Willow Presents to the Singer"
22. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor* couples are sad for everything. -Yuan Zhen's "Two of the Three Songs of Sorrow and Feelings"
23. There is talk of lovesickness at the bottom of the acacia tree, and Silang hates it and Langlang doesn't know it. - Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poems"
24. In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. -Li Shangyin's "Six of Six Untitled Poems"
25. The thin figure is self-pitying in the autumn water, you must pity me and I pity you. - Feng Xiaoqing's "Resentment"/
26. Stop saying half a piece of paper without much weight, and bear all the sorrow of separation. -Sister Chen Peng's "Two Songs to Send Outside"
27. Love is afraid of lovesickness. Looking forward to the long embankment, the grass is all red. It's so sad that it's moving, it's blue and falling in the yellow spring, it's hard to find two places. -Zhu Yizun's "High Balcony"
28. Huanjun's pearls shed tears, wishing they had met before they were married. -Zhang Ji's "The Song of a Chaste Woman"
29. How can we live together but die differently when we only have a shadow on the human world? - Chen Hengke's "Inscription on the Portrait of Chunqi"
30. How much leisure time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy. - He Zhu's "Hengtang Road"
4. What are the poems that express "missing the past time"
1. The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. ——"Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital"
2. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. ——"Out of the Fortress" by Wang Changling
3. How many things have happened through the ages? long. The Yangtze River is endless. ——Xin Qiji's "Nanxiangzi, Dengjingkou and Beiguting Pavilion is pregnant"
4. I am not famous and you are not married, so I may not be as good as others. ——Luo Yin's "Odd Questions"
5. Betting on books made the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. —— Nalan Xingde's "Huanxi Sand"
6. Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but it was not cloud except Wushan. ——·Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Lisi·Part 4"
7. Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year. ——Liu Xiyi's "The White-Headed Chant of Dai Bei"
8. People looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there, in the dimly lit place. ——Xin Qiji's "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi"
9. At that time, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty wrote a book announcing the peach blossom spring.
——Li He's "Immortal"
10. The present is neither what it used to be, nor what it will be in the future. ——Bai Juyi's "Looking for Spring in the East City"
11. Sitting alone thinking about the past, tears filled with sorrow. ——Chen Mi's "Inscription on Miaoji Temple"
12. I was a flower appreciator at that time, but now I don't have half of them. ——Yan Shu's "Magnolia"
13. Thinking about the past makes me sad. Nostalgic for the homeland, empty traces. ——Sadu La's "Man Jiang Hong"
14. This feeling can be recalled thousands of times, but it was already at a loss at the time. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
15. Back then, I thought I had to be happy, but I didn't want to stop until dawn. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se"
5. About longing
Poems about missing and recalling the past:
People are pregnant with memories of the past years, and the flowers are blooming in the old years. branch. ——Yong Mei-Xiao Yi
Who can go up to the tall building? I will always remember Qiu Qingwang. ——Midnight Song-Li Yu
The past has become empty, still like a dream.
Last year on this day, in this door, the peach blossoms on the faces were correspondingly red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. ——Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City - Cui Hu.
Words for missing and recalling the past:
1. Congratulations on the Sapphire Case
Lingbo is no longer on Hengtang Road. But seeing Fangchen go. Jinsehua Who will celebrate the year? Yueqiao Garden, narrow windows and red doors. Only spring knows the place.
The blue clouds slowly come into view and the twilight comes. Newly written heart-breaking sentences written in colorful pens. How much leisure time do you have? A river of tobacco, the city is filled with wind and catkins, and the plums are yellow and rainy.
2. Dielianhua Liu Yong
Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is soft, looking at the sorrow of spring. The sky is gloomy, the grass is dim and the smoke is still shining, and I am speechless as to who will come. I plan to get drunk with the madness, and sing to the wine, and the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
3. "Qinyuanchun Changsha" Mao Zedong
Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped the flying boat?
4. "Summer Quatrains" by Li Qingzhao
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
5. "Youth Journey" Wang Wei
Who knows if you don't suffer from the side court, even if you die, you will still smell the fragrance of the bones of a hero.
6. Poems about longing for the past days
A ray of nostalgia has nowhere to send it, but it is full of poetry and is hidden in dreams. When will the leisure time be looked down upon? The few cold stars will accompany the long night.
——Inscription
Thinking about the moon in the distance, it is still a bright moon that is hard to ask. It dances to make the shadow clear. The sky is silent, and the shadow of Chanjuan is alone. She is shining brightly, and the lovesickness is hard to repay. , melancholy lingering, icy tears, cold heart.
The flowers are cold in the silent night, and the tranquility lingers in the gentle breeze. The loneliness in the world of mortals in the middle of the night always lingers on the heartstrings. If you burn a cup of fragrant ink and brew a cup of water-like words, let your soul fly in the mountains of poems and seas of words. The pen is stained with sadness, wandering around with the fragmented thoughts, the tears are drooping, the throbbing is stained with the same feelings as before, and the mottled memory is shaking.
Under the moonlight, open the door, the purple flute blows horizontally, catching a wisp of the fading night, passing through the wind of Tang poetry and the rain of Song poetry, strolling through the cold alleys of the years, looking back, and picking up some of the laughter of the past embedded in the waning moon. .
Leaning alone on the window lattice, closing your eyes, and thinking quietly. In the stillness of the night, in the coldness of the thin poems with deeper words, you can listen to the wind with a touch of moonlight, a wisp of sadness, and a pulse of fragrance, such as: fluttering youth whizzing by...
This comfortable and tranquil atmosphere , intoxicated by the hustle and bustle of the day, carrying a quiet song of nature, holding half a cup of fragrant tea, my thoughts meandered along with the light mist that lingered in the atmosphere, and I felt that my body and mind were floating.
Hold a handful of water and the moon, roll up a sleeve of breeze, and accompany it with the fragrance of books. The melody is quiet and lyrical. It is extremely poignant and beautiful, and the lingering sound is like a blooming lotus, standing tall and graceful; like a butterfly with its stamens flying, or a dragonfly dancing in the water. The sound of the piano is faint, like a clear spring in a stream, or like a cuckoo whispering in the forest. It naturally brings oneself into a fresh and peaceful state of mind, producing desolate and sad emotions.
In this wordless chant, I seem to see the deep eyes of a woman leaning against the window and looking into the distance, and I seem to hear a passionate longing and endless expectation. Feel the unswerving loyalty, tenacity and persistence.
Thousands of miles of smoke, flowery pavilions, deep in the misty water clouds, smoke from the kitchen smoke curls up, a frame of Jiangnan ink slowly ripples, bluestone slabs, Yanliu Bridge, Luo skirt Light and airy, on the bank of the West, there is an orchid boat, the water sleeves are secretly fragrant, and the curtains are dancing with thousands of soft and graceful elegances.
In front of the flowers under the moon, the breeze blows gently. You come on the moon, walking in the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty poems, gently twisting the sleeves, with ten slender fingers, the quiet song interprets tenderness, rowing a small boat, Take a punt of autumn water, sway leisurely, and gently slide into the pink morning mist. In the deepest world of mortals, meet me by chance. The first time you see me, you are amazed. You said: Search and search, I am you. Ancient "Book of Songs" Here, walking among the weeds, a woman with a charming smile came, and you turned out to be the Qingyi who disturbed my dreams and broke into my heart.
Recalling the time when we met, we were filled with all kinds of tenderness. I still vaguely remember, holding hands and looking at each other speechless. Whose charming smile made me drunk with peach blossoms? Whose warm eyes are drunk by a pool of spring water?
That kind of fateful meeting: "Meeting you for the first time is like an old friend returning home", which reminds me of the willow tree in the moonlight, after we meet at dusk, you are my unspeakable pain.
Where is this evening? Where is the wandering figure? Where should my wandering heart go? It is destined to have nowhere to go. God let me meet you, why are you so far away? A beautiful encounter cannot draw a beautiful circle. Love is so thin and shallow. The pen is full of flowers, the ink is dripping, any thoughts slip from the fingertips, the ruthless years, the poems are broken on the ground...
7. May I ask about poems about remembering the past
1. I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret"
Interpretation: When leaving, I ask the alchemist diligently to express my condolences to the king, and in his words I swear that only the king and I will know.
2. Hatred is not as good as faith and longing for each other. I realized that the sea was not deep. -Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha"
Interpretation: After missing each other several times, I began to realize how deep people say the sea is. In fact, it is not deep, because the sea is not as deep as I am to you. The lovesickness is deep.
3. Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die. - Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
Interpretation: Although a woman is ignored by her husband day and night, crying until dawn, and can only express her inner misery through letters, love is still her only The love in her heart that she pursues and yearns for has not died. How can one word of love show her deep love for her husband.
4. The silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears. Start drying. - Li Shangyin's "Untitled"
Definition: The spring silkworm spins its cocoon and spins out the silk only when it dies, and the candle's tear-like wax drips dry only when it burns out and turns to ashes.
5. Fish Shen Yan Yao Tianya Road, began to believe that separation in the world is painful. -Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness"
Definition: The fish died and the geese can no longer find it; it has been away for a long time and there is no news. It is only after losing that I understand the pain of separation.