I want to listen to ancient poems that grow old together.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

-The Book of Songs and Drumming

Comment on "Drumming" is about war. Whether it is the militaristic battle around us or the battle to defend the country, soldiers will face separation from their loved ones. This separation may be short, may be long, longer than a lifetime.

War has many meanings for a country. For an individual, if he doesn't look at the big picture, it is even more unbearable to "go south alone" and worry about "going home without me", losing his home without income, and being defeated by the army. "Life and death are rich, grow old with your son, hold your hand, and grow old with your son." Farewell to your lover will become eternal, so how can a person's oath be realized?

Thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and yinhan sneaked into Chen Cang. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?

-"Magpie Bridge Fairy"

Cowherd can't cross the river, so he can only look at the river and cry with Weaver Girl. Their faithful love touched magpies, and countless magpies flew in and built a colorful bridge on the Tianhe River with their bodies, so that the cowherd and the Weaver Girl could meet on the Tianhe River. The Queen Mother had no choice but to allow the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to meet at the Queqiao once a year on July 7th.

Because the seventh day of the seventh lunar month is the rainy season, it often rains on this day, so people say it is the tears of the cowherd and the weaver girl. Some boys and girls in the countryside will lie under the grape trellis, and it is said that they can hear the whispers of cowherd and weaver girl. Because the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl is wonderful and moving, until today, people often use "Cowherd and Weaver Girl" to describe the love between husband and wife.

"I don't know what it is, but it is deep."

-Inscription of Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion

The original text "Women in the world have feelings, it is better to be Du Like Li Niang!" ! I dreamed that the man was ill, even, painted by hand and passed on to the world, and then died. People die for three years before they can regain their vitality, and people who seek dreams in the backcountry are born. Such as Li Niang, is the lover's ear. Somehow, the living can die and the dead can live. People who are born but can't be born and die, and those who die but can't be resurrected, are not affectionate. The love in the dream, why not true, there are so many people in the world in the dream? They will be recommended to get married with pillows, and those who are kept secret will be ruined. "

Comment on the amorous feelings of women in the world, what is Du Like Li Niang? I dreamed that my lover was ill, very ill, and couldn't get well so soon. I painted a portrait myself and died after being handed down from generation to generation. I've been dead for three years, but I can find the man of my dreams and come back to life.

Du Like Li Niang, you can be called an affectionate person. Her feelings were unconsciously aroused and deepened. You can die for your feelings when you are alive, and you can live for your feelings when you die. Those who live and don't want to die for love, and those who die and can't be resurrected, can't be regarded as the acme of feelings.

Why must the feeling in the dream not be true? Is there still a lack of such a person with a dream in the world? Men and women get married at the same table, and they feel safe after resigning.

"A love that consumes everything, you can pay it back slowly."

Nine words, plain and warm, especially heavy feelings, made Dai Fei immediately shed two lines of tears. The story spread and became a much-told story for a while.

Comments on the original Qian Liu of Princess Dai, a peasant woman in Langbi Village, Hengxi. Dai is the daughter of a famous wife and mother in the village. After marrying Qian Liu, she followed Qian Liu to the north and south, and spent half her life in fear. Later, she became the mother of a country.

Although I left my hometown at a young age, I still can't get rid of the local plot and my parents. I will go back to my parents' home for a period of time every spring to visit and serve my parents. Qian Liu is also a man of temperament, and he is the wife who misses this scum the most. Dai's family has lived at home for a long time, and he wants to send her a letter: either missing or greeting, but also urging.

In the past, Lin 'an had to cross a hurdle from Langya, with steep peaks on one side and rushing Tunxi on the other. Qian Liu was afraid that Diana's sedan chair was unsafe and inconvenient to walk, so she set aside money, sent people to pave the road and added railings on the roadside. Later, the mountain was renamed as "Langanling".

That year, Diana went to Longbi's house again. Qian Liu was in charge of political affairs in Hangzhou. One day, when she walked out of the palace gate, she saw that at the foot of the Phoenix Mountain, BLACKPINK had appeared on the shore of the West Lake, which was colorful. When I think that I haven't seen Mrs. Dai for many days, I can't help thinking about her again. Back to the palace, he began to write a letter, although a few words, but sincere and nuanced, including this sentence:

Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life;

Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.

Comments on your hand, holding a small umbrella in the rain and wearing a warm coat in the wind, make all the vows of eternal love eclipsed at this moment, and the great love of your hand touched the world. When it rains, you stand alone at the station and look at the flying rain line, feeling helpless and depressed. At this time, an umbrella stretched out from the side, covering the falling rain and the dark sky for you; You don't have to look back to know that I am standing beside you like a mountain, like a sea, like a blue sky, and a very warm and down-to-earth feeling comes to my mind: Rainman is flying and the sky is dark. At this time, you have an umbrella and your mood is clear.

Zhuo Wenjun sent it to Sima Xiangru

-Han Zhuo Wenjun

After a farewell, there were many suspense in the two places. Just say it's March or April, but in five or six years, the lyre didn't play, the eight lines didn't pass, the nine-line chain didn't break, the Shili Pavilion was in a hurry, and my thoughts were myriad, and the strange lang was helpless.

I can't say a thousand words. I'm tired and tired. I'm going to climb the mountain to see the lonely goose. Mid-Autumn Festival is not full in August. In July and a half, burn incense and hold candles to ask heaven. In the summer of June, everyone shook my heart. In May, pomegranate was like fire, but it was drenched with cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused with the mirror. In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March. In February, the kite string was broken. Lang Lang, I hope you are a woman and I am a man in the next life.

It is said that Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun went to Chang 'an shortly after they got married, and were given a corps commander by the court, and gradually divorced. Five years later, he wrote a letter to Zhuo Wenjun, which contained only thirteen numbers: "1,234,567,891 million".

Zhuo Wenjun knew at a glance that her husband had changed his mind, because there was no "billion" in the figures. Isn't "a billion" unintentional? Zhuo Wenjun is very sad. She wrote the above letter, cleverly and naturally embedded thirteen numbers in the poem, and wrote it sincerely. No wonder Sima Xiangru was deeply moved after reading the letter. Immediately prepare chariots and horses, and return to Shu to meet Zhuo Wenjun.

To an unfaithful husband

-Han Zhuo Wenjun

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.

Comment that she is not a woman who only knows how to cry. The desire to grow old with someone is simple and simple, and it is not an excessive expectation. So if you can't do it, please leave. A woman's rare beauty of rejection comes from her body without scruple. This beauty is rare in the world. Since having her, a woman's refusal has become a magnificent beauty. Jinshui Tang Tang, and Chang Jun tactic!

This is the last shot. If he doesn't look back, she will let go. He's back. He's old. He can't live without it. Wen Jun, he used up his last voice to call him, as if he had entered her heart. That year, the spring grass was reborn. Evergreen, she saw him close his eyes. Know him and never come back. Yes, I can see through life and death from you, and get the peace of rebirth because of your death, but I'm sure I can't live without you. Changqing, please wait for me.

Wonong ci

-Yuan Guan Daosheng

You are so affectionate when you are jealous of me. A lot of feelings, hot as fire. Twist a piece of mud, be a you, be a me, break us both together and mix with water. Twist the other you and shape the other me. I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire. You and I live and die together.

Guan Daosheng, the author of this poem, was a famous female painter and poetess at the end of Song Dynasty and the beginning of Yuan Dynasty. Her husband, Zhao Mengfu, was an imperial clan of the Song Dynasty, died in the Song Dynasty and returned to the Yuan Dynasty. Guan Daosheng later made Mrs. Wei a human being. It is said that when Zhao Mengfu was in her forties, she wanted to take a concubine, so she first made a small print to test her and said:

I am a bachelor and you are a wife. Haven't you heard that Master Tao has peach leaves and peach roots? Does Sue have morning clouds and dusk snow? I will take a few more Nv people from Wu, not too many! You are over forty years old, so occupy Yutangchun!

After reading the lyrics, Guan Daosheng wrote "My Nongci" to give back to her husband. Ji Meng laughed and dismissed the idea of concubinage. My Nong Ci is full of affectionate words, full of folk songs and lively.

Love poems linked by drug names

-Send a letter from my husband

[Betel nut] is gone, and it has passed [Pinellia ternata]. Isn't it [Danggui]? Whoever [is a gentleman], the effect [parasitism] entangles its branches, making the old garden [peony] flowers ownerless. I look up at [Arisaema] and overlook [Lonicera japonica], but I can't look forward to the book [Angelica dahurica] and I can't stop [Coptis chinensis]! The ancient poem goes: "[Cardamom] need not hate, [Lilac] is sad in the rain." Helpless, helpless!

Remarriage letter

[Matchmaker] Goodbye, [Gui Zhi] has withered. I also want [Chrysanthemum] to flourish, and I also want to go back to [Zi Yuan], but Nai [Changshan] has a long way to go, and talc is hard to make. I'll wait for you [calmly]! Don't call me "[Xanthium sibiricum]" impatiently. I will take [Mabu] and [Eucommia ulmoides] back to my hometown when [Honghua] blooms next spring. There will be [honeysuckle] as a gift.

Comments on these two letters are selected from Jane Xuan Ji written by various people in Qing Dynasty. It is said that a woman missed her long-lost husband and wrote a letter to him. The letter is not only ingeniously embedded with the names of twelve kinds of traditional Chinese medicines, but also deeply touching. After reading it, her husband also sent her a letter with the names of thirteen kinds of Chinese medicines embedded in it, which was also very passionate. The two faiths are evenly matched, and Coral and Yushu win glory.

I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!

-"Shang Yang", a poet of the Han Dynasty, was anonymous.

Comments This is a love song in the rap of Han Yuefu's folk songs. It is an infatuated woman's deep confession to her lover. It is very ingenious in art. The protagonist in the poem swears to heaven and bluntly expresses his wish to "know yourself and know yourself, and live a long life". This unique lyric way accurately expresses the unique absolute psychology of people in love. Affection and whimsy are indeed "the miracle of short chapters."

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and 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.

-Su Shi, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, "Dreaming on the 20th day of the first month of Jiang"

When Su Dongpo was nineteen, he married Wang Fu, who was sixteen. Wang Fu is young, beautiful and very filial. They love each other deeply. Unfortunately, Wang Fu died at the age of 27. This is a great blow to Dongpo, and his inner and spiritual pain is self-evident.

Su Shi said in the epitaph of his late wife Wang: "Ding Hai, the wife of Su Shi in Zhao County, died of illness in the capital in May of the second year of Zhiping. In Wu Jia in June, the funeral was held in Jingxi. At noon next June, he will be buried in the tomb of the first gentleman and first lady of Li Kelong, Anzhen Township, pengshan county, northeast of Yumei, eight steps northwest. " In a calm tone, it is extremely painful.

In 1075, Dongpo came to Mizhou. On the 20th day of the first month of this year, he dreamed of his beloved wife, Wang, and wrote this eulogy, which was passed down through the ages.

Puwei line is like silk, but the rock does not move.

-Han Yuefu's poem "Peacocks Fly Southeast"

Comment on Liu Lanzhi's love oath to her husband Jiao Zhongqing before drowning himself: "Your husband is a rock, and my concubine is a reed. Pu Wei is like silk, and the rock has not moved. " It means that although we broke up under pressure, our love is indestructible. For love, you should stick to it like a rock, and I should be as tough as Puwei. This oath expresses Liu Lanzhi and Jiao Zhongqing's firm belief in pursuing freedom and autonomy in love and marriage, and their determination to defend their love with their lives.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Jun hates me for being born late. I hate that you were born early.

-Poems on the porcelain of Tongguan Kiln in Tang Dynasty

Comment on the helplessness and bitterness of two lovers who can't be together for a long time.

In spring, apricot blossoms blow all over the head. Who is young and romantic? I'm going to marry my body and rest for life. Don't be ashamed of being mercilessly abandoned.

-Wei Zhuang, a poet at the end of Tang Dynasty, Spring Tour in Sidi Township.

Comment on Huajian Ci mainly describes the life and love of ancient aristocratic women, so later people call it "Yan Ci". The theme of Wei Zhuang's Four Homes is an ordinary woman's yearning and expectation for a romantic and affectionate man during her spring outing. The words in the poem are fresh and beautiful.