Yuan Zhen
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. "
After experiencing the magnificence of the sea, you will no longer be attracted by the water elsewhere. I am intoxicated in the Wushan Yunmeng, and the scenery elsewhere is not called sex. Although I often walk through the flowers, I have no intention of enjoying them, partly because I was a monk and partly because I only have you in my heart ... This further explanation is. Obsessed with the ocean you love and intoxicated with your dreams, I will no longer be interested in other women. No one can love you as much as you do. You are the best. No one can replace you after you leave. No matter how beautiful other women are, I am not in the mood to love, because there is only one you in my heart. ...
Yuan Zhen's wife's name is Wei, and her word is Hui Cong. Four years younger than Yuan Zhen, he married Yuan Zhen at the age of 20 and died at the age of 27. Yuan Zhen was probably the poet who wrote the most poems to his wife in ancient times, and his wife was involuntarily reflected in many of his poems. It is conceivable that Yuan Zhen spent the rest of his life thinking about his wife. I don't know how many poems Yuan Zhen wrote to commemorate his wife, but there are still more than 30 poems that can be seen now. In addition to this song, there are three mourning songs, eight mourning songs in the spring of six years, five mixed memories and so on, which can be said to be touching. From these poems, we can imagine that Wei Cong is a virtuous and beautiful woman, and we can also know that Yuan Zhen is an infatuated and grateful man.
Li Shangyin, Night Rain
When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in the autumn pool.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You must be thinking about me at this time. Maybe you are worried about me and ask when I can come back. I am trapped in this remote Bashan area by the continuous autumn rain, and I don't know when I can come back to you. I will tell you how much I miss you when I sit under the west window and cut the candle flowers in the middle of the night …
"* * * Cut the candle at the west window" expresses the intimate modality and love between husband and wife. This is a poem that misses his wife. Li Shangyin and his wife, Mr. and Mrs. Wang, were affectionate and sincere, but less than 12 years after their marriage, his wife died unfortunately. Li Shangyin was frustrated in his career all his life, wandering around and staying with his wife. Li Shangyin wrote a mourning poem for his wife, The Twelve Brothers of Wang and the Fear of Foreign Members.
The last sentence of "Mourning when Drinking" is "Qiu Lin's stomach is hard to send, and Wan Li's west wind is long." Very touching. Many years later, Li Shangyin returned to his former residence and was heartbroken. He wrote the poem "Let the house worship in the first month". The last sentence of the poem is "I can't help singing" The Night is Quiet ". It is even more touching. " "Up at night" is the name of Yuefu, and it is the words that a wife misses her husband. He didn't say he wanted his dead wife, but said that his dead wife was thinking about herself, which was even more touching. ...
2. What are the poems that express "thank your wife"? 1, Jiang remembers the dream he had on the twentieth day of the first month.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
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.
They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but 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.
2, Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? 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.
It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.
Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. I only see the spring breeze, but things are different.
Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.
4. Five Poems from Thinking (4)
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan.
Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
5, butterfly lovers, hard work, the most pity for Tian Yue
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
The most difficult and lovely thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like a broken jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.
Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.
3. What are the poems that express "thank your wife"? 1. Jiang still remembers the dream he had on the twentieth day of the first month. Song: Su Shi lived and died for ten years and never thought about it.
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 a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. They have been dead for a lifetime, separated for ten years, but 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.
2, Huanxisha who read the west wind alone cool clear: Nalanxingde who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves to close the window, nostalgia for the ancient sunset. It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? 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.
3. It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time. Qing: Nalan Xingde was wrong at that time, and his mood was lost. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.
Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. I only see the spring breeze, but things are different. Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.
4. Five poems of "Thinking": The Fourth Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen was once a sea of water, but he was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
5, butterfly lovers, hard work and the most pity Tian Yue Qing: Nalan Xingde hard work and the most pity Tian Yue, the past is like a ring. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
The most difficult and lovely thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like a broken jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat.
Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly. In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all.
How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.
Please help me write a modern poem expressing my marriage feelings and thanking my wife.
On this unforgettable festival,
My love!
Let me tell you, you have worked hard,
Fifteen years of wind and rain,
You walk with me,
Give me warmth, give me happiness,
We have suffered and laughed,
You and I are walking arm in arm,
Time flies,
In a flash, we have been together for fifteen years.
The children are older,
My wife is here to say that you have worked hard!
I will grieve with you,
Walk slowly through every moment together,
I love you forever, my wife.