2. In a big world, I yearn for barren space most, go to the most desolate places and dream the best dreams. Then, disappear in a corner.
Revolutionary martyrs, you sacrificed for the benefit of the people. Your death is heavier than Mount Tai. You are with the green hills, and you will always be with the earth. You will always be a monument in our hearts.
4, year after year of Qingming, year after year of concern, missing again and again, remembering every minute. Never forget, never leave, leave, work hard and cherish for the people around you.
It has to be admitted that the fragility of life can't stand our repeated tests. Life or death may be predestined. The dead are like this, and the living are silent for this. Silence is the greatest respect for the dead.
6. Do you remember the person you once liked, the fragments of that memory, laughter and sadness?
7. It rained nonstop that day in Tomb-Sweeping Day. That is the sky crying. That's when everyone missed the tears and approached the martyrs monument. We looked up-what we saw was not an ordinary scene. In the moonlight, we seem to see a heroic figure in the eventful years …
There are always some flowers in Tomb-Sweeping Day. These fragrant and sad flowers in the image world will cry when they open their eyes and close their eyes. Maybe this rain is just a catharsis of my endless sadness. After venting, everything is fine.
9. Apart from tears, time is the only thing that can wash away everything. The longer it takes, the more conflicts there will be, just like tea that is constantly being diluted.
10, without your heroic dedication, we would not have a happy life today! It is you who hold up tomorrow's sun with clank and iron bones! It is you who cast the glory of the motherland with indomitable courage! Your reputation will live forever, and your spirit will live forever! Salute to you! Learn from you!
1 1. Only those who have experienced life and death can know how to love and cherish. Therefore, we living people should treat and grasp the days of getting along with others well, so that life will no longer leave regrets!
12, father, when you left, you left a room full of yellowed ancient books. The ground mill still exudes a faint fragrance, and the thick magnifying glass is quietly placed on the desk! Full of sadness!
13. At this moment, as friends, we can only miss, deeply miss, and thank you for accompanying us through the past. It is often rainy and sunny when you are around. Your simple smile and sincerity to your friends will be our eternal wealth; And losing you is a pain that we can never make up for in this life.
14. Tomb-Sweeping Day again. Where do you mourn?
15, we came to Nanshan Temple Martyrs Cemetery with deep feelings to remember the soldiers who died heroically for the liberation of the motherland and the peace of the people and pay tribute to their great achievements.
Ancient poems about missing relatives;
(1) Except for the night shift [Tang], the cold lights in the hotel are on alone, and the customer's heart turns sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
(2) Going home [Tang] Du Mu's younger son asked, why did you stay late? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
(3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou said that the sunset is the end of the world, and I can't see my distant home. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
(4) Beijing Normal University has a letter from home [Ming] Yuan Kaijiang is 3,000 miles long and has fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
5] Hao Chu and the great master watched the mountains and sent relatives and friends to Beijing [Tang] Dai Shulun's seaside mountains were like swords and clouds. How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
[6] Where is Wei's hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei) You from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
(8) Inscription on the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain (Song Dynasty) The cloud flies south and turns back here this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
Seeing off a friend (Li Bai) at Jingmen Ferry; sailing from Jingmen Ferry, you will be with people in the south soon. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
⑽ Wanderers listen to drums, younger brother (Du Fu) moonlit night, autumn geese. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in the war? .
⑾ Farewell (Sui folk songs) The willows are green and the flowers are flying all over the sky. The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back?
⑿ Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights (Wang Jian): Bai Shu Crow Habitat Atrium, Coody Leng Silent Wet Osmanthus fragrans. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
[13] Every messenger comes to the hometown of Jingshi, and it's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and his sleeves are full of tears. I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
[14] Show your son (Lu You) that he is dead and everything is empty, but he is sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
⒂ Fisherman's pride (Fan Zhongyan) blocked the scenery of Qiu Lai, and Hengyang geese were neglected and besieged on all sides. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.