May there be no more wars in the world? The back of the tree. I am willing to talk and think.
It may be heroic to fight for your country, but what will you do when you are lonely at the end of the world? Holding your hand makes me feel bad. "
(The Book of Songs Feng Wei Bo Xi) It is about a woman who has no intention of grooming since her husband left? Who is suitable for it! It's raining, remembering where you're going, and now you're all alone. How can you grow old with your children without tears in your eyes? "(The Book of Songs, National Style and Drumming) A man who goes to war misses his sweetheart day and night, and his head is like a flying canopy.
Isn't there ointment: does he remember their vows two months ago and two months ago to "hold your hand and grow old with your son"? "Uncle from the East, the heart of missing is lingering every day, and it is miserable. There is no more smoke here, and it is daytime. I am willing to talk, I am willing to take the first disease.
How can we get the grass "life and death"?
2. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. The book of songs, wind, drums, boredom, and active use of troops.
Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty.
No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
Hold your son's hand. Hold your son's hand and sleep with him. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Hold your hand, what more can you ask for? "Life and death are generous, Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. "
It is an ancient and firm promise, and it is also a romantic and beautiful legend. Holding hands with Qianshan suddenly shortened, holding hands with resentment and hatred dissipated, holding hands with tearful eyes, holding hands with acacia, unable to sleep.
When holding hands, you know both cold and warm; When you hold hands, you forget sadness and happiness. Helplessness is the sadness after holding hands, but helplessness is the sadness when breaking up.
Hold hands because of love. The truer the love, the purer the heart; The deeper you love, the simpler your feelings are.
When holding hands, don't be crazy and selfish. Hold your hand and grow old with your son? Hold your hand, forget life and death! I used to think that all love stories must be earth-shattering, and crying would be perfect. I used to think that only incomplete love is the most beautiful. I used to think that everyone's love must be vigorous before it can be called love. I used to think that all love has flowers and moons and vows of eternal love ... but these love scenes only appear in novels. In our life, there are not so many vigorous, not so many love at first sight, not so many reminders.
So we began to move from the illusory world to the real world. We no longer yearn for so many vows. We just long for such love-holding your hand and growing old with your son. I have yearned for the romance of 9999 roses, the heroism of living and dying together, the loyalty of living and dying together, the earth of living and growing together, and the two branches of a tree. Who wants to be a lovebird in the sky? However, since the man and I walked a long way hand in hand in the dark and let him put on my coat in the cold wind, I have been dead set on recognizing the love of holding your hand and your son to grow old together-why, although vigorous and touching, it is plain.
Maybe there is no picturesque scenery in our life, but at least we have beautiful wild flowers, which can also give off fragrance in wet soil. Or plain is the true meaning of life. Although we can't travel all over the world together and keep company with the world of mortals, we can at least enjoy every beautiful day and night, and we can walk all the long roads with our hands, although there are countless difficulties and obstacles on the way.
Holding your hand, a seemingly plain sentence, but it contains so much courage. Why not, just for you, holding your hand in the long night, walking through the long road after the long road, holding your hand on the bumpy road, crossing the difficulties again and again, walking hand in hand with you on all the roads, making the whole world small.
Holding your hand, holding an umbrella in the rain and wearing a warm coat in the wind, all the vows of eternal love are eclipsed at this moment, and the great love of holding your hand touches 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. Maybe I just don't say anything, just walk through every intersection hand in hand in this long road, put my heart in your hand and walk through the glory of my life hand in hand.
[Edit this paragraph] Drumming appreciation is an anti-war poem. Through the mouth of a soldier who fought in a foreign country for a long time, he accused the people of the disaster brought by endless military service: it made it difficult for the people to return home and the husband and wife separated; This also makes the soldiers feel trance and worried.
There are several different opinions about the background of this poem: "Biography of Mao" holds that in the summer of four years (7 19), Wei, Chen, Song and Cai jointly attacked Zheng; Xu Zhengbo thinks it means that in the autumn of the same year, he cut Zheng and robbed Zheng's crops. In these two wars, soldiers guarded Chen and Song (Shitan); Yao Jiheng thinks that it means that in the twelfth year of Lu, Chen was cut by Song and Wei Mugong was cut by gold to save Chen (general theory). Whatever the background, it is certain that it reflects the resentment and yearning of a recruiter who has not returned for a long time.
Fang Yurun, a scholar in Qing Dynasty, thought it was a "poem of defending troops and not returning them" (the original Book of Songs), and this judgment was correct. This is a neat four-character poem. The whole poem is divided into five parts in chronological order-expedition.
Write four sentences on the first floor before the war. Explain the reasons and background of the southern expedition. The first two sentences are very distinctive in structure: the poet first wrote "Drumming is boring", creating a tense and urgent atmosphere with a dull drumbeat, and then explained the reason for "Drumming"-"Fighting is active, because the country is going to have a war, so it is dull and drumming.
This kind of poetic expression skill is summarized as "rising against the trend" by later classical literary critics, which has a great influence on later poetry creation. For example, Wang Wei's "Hunting" "The wind is big and the bow is ringing. The general hunted the acropolis, "; Du Fu's "Painting the Eagle" uses this technique. "When the wind and frost are practiced, the eagle is absolutely painted."
The next two sentences, "Cao in Tuguo Town, I traveled south alone", are to compare my own experience with others. In order to highlight their own misfortune, Tuguo refers to building houses or fortifications in the capital; "Cao Cheng" means to build a city in Dipu. Qian Weiguo's place name is in the southeast of hua county.
It is extremely difficult to be a domestic slave and build a city. The article "Decline", which is also a "evil wind", once lamented and criticized this heavy labor: "Decline, Hu Bufu? Because of Wei Jun, Hu Wei is in the mud! " But in the hero's view, this kind of officer, though hardworking, can live in China and get together with his relatives.
Compared with living in a foreign land south, separation of flesh and blood is better. As analyzed by Lu Donglai; "Earth becomes Cao, no pains, no gains. I am alone in this land today.
3. What is the complete poem of holding your hand and growing old with your son? "Life and death are rich, and you will grow old with your son; Hold your hand and grow old with your son. " From The Book of Songs, High Wind and Drumming, the original text is as follows:
Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.
From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.
Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
Hold your hand and your son.
Hold your hand and sleep with your son.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Holding your hand, what can my husband ask for?
Of these four sentences, only "hold your son's hand and grow old with your son" is the text in the Book of Songs (there are also words in the Book of Songs that "a gentleman grows old together").
There is a very interesting topic here, which is "life and death are generous, Zi Cheng said". Mao preached "generosity" as "hard work", but Zheng (Zheng Xuan)' s Notes gave full play to its meaning, saying that "soldiers don't meet him, but say,' Death is life, and when he works hard, I say love to Cheng'. No matter what danger you encounter, don't run away alone and ignore each other. Qian Zhongshu commented in Guan Cone: "Notes are very awkward", accusing him of "going into the cave in detail", and humorously comparing "life and death are broad, and children become successful" with "life and death are not guaranteed, wives are at home, and villains are unstable" in the eighth episode of Water Margin.
The other two sentences, "* * *" and "sleep together", are variants of "grow old together" and are widely circulated in online articles.
4. Holding your hand, poems related to children's old age are in Jiangzhou.
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.
Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. Ji Zi > Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.
If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower.
A day without seeing your face seems as long as March! The quiet girl is so cute that she will come to the corner of my town.
Deliberately hiding for me to find, scratching my head. The quiet girl looks good. Give me a tong tube.
Red has a bright red color. Love it is really a bright color. This country exploits me, Meili Yi and is rare.
It is not as beautiful as weeds, and beauty gives people deep affection. Jia Jian > White dew is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long; Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
Shan Gui > If someone is a mountain, Xue Lixi will take care of her daughter; Laughing is awkward and decent, and children are eager to be kind and gentle; Take the red leopard from the text, and the Xinyi car will be noble; Being brought to Du Heng by Shi Lan Xi, I lost my mind; The rest of the place can't see the sky, and the road can't be immune; Table independence and Yamanoe, cloud full capacity; It's dark, foggy, the east wind is falling, and the gods are raining; Stay in practice and forget to return. At the age of 20, you are embarrassed and grateful. Take three shows in the mountains, and the stone is Ge Manman; Complaining that my son forgot to return it, you think I can't be idle; People in the mountains are fragrant with Du Ruoxiang and drink pine and cypress in Yanquan; You think I am suspicious; Thunder fills the rain, and the mouth of the cave rings at night; The wind is rustling and the wood is rustling. I miss my son and I am worried. Qin Ge is anonymous. She has a beautiful woman. When I see her, I will never forget her. If I don't see her for a day, I will think crazily.
The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me.
Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall.
Thinking, Han Yuefu thought, but in Hainan. Why ask Yi-jun? The double beads are tortoiseshell, and the jade color is dazzling.
Then I heard that you changed your mind, and I broke my hair hairpin in anger. When the wind blows, it will be destroyed and burned.
From now on, don't miss each other again. Acacia junjue! I'm determined to break up with you, but I think of the sweetness when we first met, and I'm afraid.
Princess, shout! The autumn wind calms the morning wind, and the East will know in an instant. Evil, evil is in Han Yuefu! 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! Line after line > you walk, walk, walk all the time, so separate your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe. North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.
Picking hibiscus in She River > picking hibiscus in the river, and Lanzeduo fragrant grass. Who is eager to leave? Thinking far away.
Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way. I am so sad to leave home! Wang Wei of Acacia When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Looking at the moon, thinking of a person in the distance, Zhang Jiuling, the moon, is now full at sea. At this time, Tianya * * * brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get dark. Although I put on my coat, it didn't get warm, so I left my message to the moon and still had a dream. Li Bai, the lyrics of autumn wind, the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw is surprised again. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known this, I didn't know him at the beginning.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Liu Yuxi's bamboo ci is full of peach blossoms, and the spring water in Shu hits the mountain stream.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. The swallow tower is upstairs, accompanied by a broken lamp and dawn frost, and a lonely person gets up from a acacia tree.
How much is a one-night stand for lovesickness? The ends of the earth are not long. Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a flower-like interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies, and the king's longing for love cried in the cuckoo, and the mermaid cried pearl-like tears in the moon-green sea. The blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun, and the moment that should have lasted forever came and gone unconsciously. Untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words. It was already five o'clock in the month. Although the dream is far away, it is difficult to cry, and the book advises no ink. Wax shines on half a cage of golden jade, and musk embroiders hibiscus slightly. Liu Lang hates Pengshan, which is ten thousand times heavier than Pengshan. Untitled Li Shangyin hangs the curtain again.
The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here. Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.
Untitled Li Shangyin I have known her for a long time, and we have been apart for a long time. Spring silkworms die, and candles burn every night. When I see clouds change in the morning mirror, I dare to sing Pengshan at night. Oh, Jade Bird, listen! -Give me what she said! Untitled Li Shangyin, the star last night and the wind last night, Guitangdong on the west side of the painting building, have no wings for Cai Feng to fly, and are connected with the heart. Separated from the seat, the spring wine is warm and the wax lamp is red. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.
Li Shangyin, who traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn, hated being born in the spring when lotus leaves were born, and in the autumn when lotus leaves were withered. Knowing that he had been in love for a long time, he was disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou. Mr. Li Shangyin's "A Note to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. Why did * * * cut the candle at the west window, but when he said it was raining late? Without Yuan Zhen, water makes the sea sad and amber forever. I am lazy to look back on flowers, and half of the reason is that I am a monk. The topic is, Cuihu Village in the south of the city, where peach blossoms set each other off today last year.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems heartless, but he can't laugh at what he looked like before he was born. Candles say goodbye kindly and cry for others until dawn. In my dream, I sent Zhang Bi Xie Guren, and the small corridor turned askew.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. The waterline of Li Yi, who writes about love, is full of precious thoughts.
From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. Prince Cui Jiao, the son of a handmaiden, followed in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears.
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. I am a member, he is ashamed to cover his sleeves in the sun, and he is too lazy to put on makeup in spring.
It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover. Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken.
You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang. Jiangling rushed to send thousands of maple leaves to the river bridge. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Sauvignon Blanc flows easily, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry. Wu Shan is a little worried. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
Dream of Jiangnan Wen Ting.
5. Poem 1, similar to holding your hand, growing old with your son, gradually widening your belt, without regret, makes people haggard for Iraq.
-Liu Yong "Wu Fengqi" Volume II "Life and Death and Child Bearing" said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
-The Book of Songs? Hurricane? "Knock, knock, knock" 3 If two relationships last for a long time, is it sooner or later? -Qin Guan's "The Bridge Fairy" 4 When did Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.
-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5 There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. If I don't see it for a day, I will think crazily. -Anonymous "Feng Qiuhuang? Qin Ge 6 This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
-Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" 7 enters my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick, lovesick for a long time, lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8 Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.
-Yuan Zhen's "Five Thoughts" 9 If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Bright Moon on a Tall Building" 10 Sadness and farewell should be the same. The most difficult thing is to sort out the grievances in the middle of the month. -Nalan Xingde's The Mermaid 1 1 Looking back, I don't see each other before marriage.
-Zhang Ji's Song of Women 12 How did you meet me? At my best moment, I begged this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us get married. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree13 ... There is more than one shadow in the world. How can they live together and not die? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi 14 The bottom of the locust tree says that he is lovesick, and Shiro hates Mandy.
-Liang Qichao's "Zhi Zhu Ci" 15 is a gentleman, and it is dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
-Xu Gan's Missing the Room 16 If we meet, if we don't see each other, how can we feel heartless? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" 17 Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers.
-Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" 18 days old, love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
-Zhang Xian's Millennium 19 It seems that this star was not last night, and the wind and dew stood in the dark for whom. I know this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .
-Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs 2 1 Knowing that love is long, the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou is embarrassing. -Li Shangyin's "Late Autumn Qujiang Lone Ranger" 22 people used to be sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.
-Nalan Xingde's "Paving Huanxi Sand" 23 And a moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse" 24 How many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long.
-Zhang's "Swallow House" 25 asks what the world is like and teaches life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Touching Fish Two Songs One" 26 Although I don't have the wings like Cai Feng, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of Kirin.
-Li Shangyin's "Untitled" Twenty-seven beast furnaces sink hookah, green marsh fragments, and write them into the story of Acacia line by line. -Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hong Qiu" 28 If you don't miss it all your life, you will miss it, and it will hurt you.
-Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling" 29 One-inch acacia, there is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's recent 30 years of life and death. I don't think about it, I'll never forget it, and I have nowhere to talk.
-Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 3 1 I met this lover this evening. -The Book of Songs? Tang style? Take precautions "32 forbearance, forbearance; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" 33 How we wish to fly in the sky, two birds are one, growing on the ground, two branches on one tree ...-Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" 34 times with tears, life is only difficult to die.
-The article "butterfly lovers" 35 One is a fairy flower, and the other is a flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? -Cao Xueqin's "Squinting Eyebrows in vain" 36 And the spring silkworms will weave until they die, and the candles and tears will be exhausted every night.
-Li Shangyin "Untitled" 37 He was born infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses love. —— Kuang Zhouyi's "Reduced Word Huanxisha" originally wanted to say that the March 8 th statue returned before, and it was difficult to swallow before spring.
-Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun" Volume 39 Guan Guan pheasant dove, in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
-The Book of Songs? Nan Zhou? Guan Yu 40 is naturally infatuated with life, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun 4 1 This year has passed, and it should be a good time.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. -Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling" 42 I only hope that your heart is like mine, and you won't miss it.
-Li Chi Ngai's "Operator" 43 Falling Flowers Independent, Micro Swift Qi Fei. -Yan's "Two Poems of Fairy Girls in Linjiang" 44 The poor and uncertain riverside white bones are still a dream girl.
-Chen Tao The Journey to the West forty-five thousand gold vertical purchase, such as treasure, who complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing" 46 buttonwood, it's raining in the middle of the night, and it's hard to give up.
A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "The Third Song of Missing Three More" 47 "Marriage and Love".
-Su Wu's "Married" 48 If you look for a beautiful dream, it is very difficult to achieve it. Who knows my mood at this time?
Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window. -Nie Shengqiong "Partridge Sky" 49 Who can complain about loneliness once?
Foreword is always faint. -Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music" is 50 days high and wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking.
-"Two Poems of Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc" 5 1 Don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because of possible changes, and don't be afraid to seek a heart-to-heart meeting because of possible separation. -Xi Murong's "Seal" 52 May I be like a star, like a moon, and the time will be bright every night.
-Fan Chengda's "Car Yao Yao" 53 Fish Shen Yan traveled all over the world just to believe that human beings are separated from each other. -Dai Shulun's "Love Song" 54 Hand in hand, tearfully looking at each other, but speechless, choking.
-Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling" 55 This is the sorrow that all mankind must know, and the poor couple are sad. -Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems 56 For my heart, for your heart, I will know each other and miss each other deeply.
-Gu Yu's "Confessions" 57 Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, flowing eastward day and night. -Yu "Jiangling Sorrow" 58 "Spring Love", even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
-Li Shangyin's "Six Untitled Poems" 59 Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the old things are as far away as the sky. -Wan Le's Operator 60 It is better to hate each other than to have confidence in the trend. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
-Bai Juyi's "Langtaosha" 6 1 linglong dice Anhoudou, do you know how much you miss it? -the text "Yang Liuzhi" 62 endure to pay one thousand yuan for a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
-Yan Shu's "Jade House Spring" 64 degrees is a good marriage, I only read the alliance of wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.
-Cao Xueqin's "Lifelong Mistake" 65 people entered the river like the wind, and their feelings were like rain. -Zhou Bangyan's "Jade House Spring" 66 drops of endless acacia tears cast red beans, spring flowers bloom.
-Cao Xueqin's "Red Bean Poetry" 67 Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's "Two Poems of butterfly lovers" 68 Thin shadow pity autumn waters, you must pity me and pity you.
-Feng Xiaoqing "Resentment" 69 Love is afraid to be in the same phase. Looking at the long beach, the grass is exhausted.
6. The meaning of "zi" in the poem "Holding your hand and growing old with your son" is-what you mean.
The meaning of this sentence is-hold your hand and grow old with your son. That is: hold your hand like this and accompany me for a lifetime. What else do I want? 2, from The Book of Songs Hurricane Drumming.
The attached text is as follows: beat the drums and bore them, and use troops enthusiastically. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.
From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.
Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest. Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. I am rich, but I am still alive.
Sorry, but I believe it. The drums sounded, and the soldiers will bravely train.
(People) stayed at home to build Cao Cao City, and only I went to the south. Follow Sun Zizhong to pacify Chen and Song.
I'm not allowed to go home, which worries me. So where is the person? So where did the horse go? Where can I find it? In the mountains and forests.
Life and death come and go, as I once told you. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Alas, it's been too long. Let me not meet (you).
Alas, it's too far from the fulfillment of my vows. 4. Introduction: This poem describes the soldiers' feelings that they can't go home for a long time and expresses their strong desire for peace.
Poetry is written from going to the south, then the pain of not returning after the war, and the encounter of soldiers holding hands, until the last strong accusation, write again next time, the context is clear, and the emotions are progressive in turn. Narration promotes the expression of emotions, and lyricism is closely related to the development of the plot, which complements each other and is logical.
7. Someone knows what the whole poem is about holding your hand and growing old with your son. The son in the middle is what you said, The Book of Songs and the Wind Drum. He is bored and eager to fight.
Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty.
No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
Hold your son's hand. Hold your son's hand and sleep with him. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Hold your hand, what more can you ask for? Of these four sentences, only "hold your son's hand and grow old with your son" is the text in the Book of Songs (there are also words in the Book of Songs that "a gentleman grows old together"). There is a very interesting topic here, which is "life and death are generous, Zi Cheng said". Mao preached "generosity" as "hard work", but Zheng (Zheng Xuan)' s Notes gave full play to its meaning, saying that "soldiers don't meet him, but say,' Death is life, and when he works hard, I say love to Cheng'.
No matter what danger you encounter, don't run away alone and ignore each other. In Guan-Cone Compilation, Qian Zhongshu commented that "the notes are very circuitous and absurd" and accused them of "close penetration of acupoints", and humorously compared the sentence of "life and death are broad, children are successful" with the words of Lin Chong and Cangzhou Liyun in the eighth chapter of Water Margin, and decomposed it into "life and death are not guaranteed, wife is at home, and villain is unstable".
The other two sentences, "* * *" and "sleep together", are variants of "grow old together" and are widely circulated in online articles. Holding your hand and Xie Lao just saw an article on the forum, which is very good.
Forward it to you as an explanation! I have always appreciated such a kind of love: there is not much grandeur and earth-shattering, but some feelings that are continuous like running water; There are not many vows of eternal love, but only relatively silent tacit understanding ... This should be a feeling of "holding your hand and growing old with your son". In a strange crowd, when you are lost and confused, you are always serene and calm-because you know that there is a pair of hands that belong to you, holding you tightly and accompanying you through all cloudy days and all sunny days. In our ordinary life, there are not so many Qiong Yao-style love at first sight, and there are not so many sweet and painful love stories: in the world of mortals, we play ourselves, some ordinary people who are born and died.
So we cherish love, cherish the oncoming feelings that are not thrilling. In this kind of love story, the hero and heroine are not necessarily in love at first sight. At first, they may pass by like strangers, just say hello, smile and then walk away like the most ordinary friends.
Then one day, in the twilight, you suddenly find that her back is so exciting to you; A pity that makes you feel bad inadvertently hits you, and then you realize that she, who is used to passing by unconsciously, has entered your life, so you started a beautiful love. Love is beautiful, although your love may not be touching; People in love are beautiful, although you are all ordinary.
Shu Ting described such a scene: On the street, a serene old woman and a calm old man approached face to face from different directions with a smile. Then they stood together with a smile, the tip of the nose sticking to the tip of the nose, their hands tightly tied together, and the sunshine behind them dyed their hair and smiles warm yellow. People around us are warmed by their happiness.
At first, you doubted this kind of love, because it was not as perfect, exquisite and romantic as originally imagined. Just a faint feeling. There is no joy, no great sadness, no 999 roses and no broken blue bridge-just a feeling of walking hand in hand.
It is said that marriage is a besieged city, and people who go in want to come out; And you, hand in hand, walked into the city frankly, supported each other, and turned many inconspicuous days into a string of scenery. After so many years, in retrospect, all the ordinary fragments, all the times I complained and doubted, were actually the warmest chapters in my life; All the faint days are actually like "empty mountains and rain", with a long charm.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. This should be a feeling of standing side by side and staring at the sunrise and sunset; It should be a feeling of changing weather, a feeling of witnessing years and feelings.
They say that time can dilute everything, but there are always some things that are eternal. There is always a kind of love, as persistent as Xiangshan, as deep as the sea and as vast as the sky.
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 he is standing beside you like a mountain, like a sea, like a blue sky, and there is a very warm and down-to-earth feeling coming to your mind: Rainman is flying and the sky is dark. At this time, you have an umbrella and your mood is clear.
It is said that time can dust everything, but there are always some things that are eternal. Hold it in your hand, and all life, all bright or dark days will become brand-new and bright.
Time is always going on. When you look back, you don't feel covered with dirt. You are still willing to blindfold and extend your hands to this eternal lover without reservation ... holding your hand and growing old with your son. When you cry, someone will accompany you to be sad, listen to you, smooth your messy hair and gaunt face, and tell you that tomorrow is still sunny; When your smile is bright, the whole world is bright because of you. He stands quietly and smiles at you as brightly as the sun ... holding your hand and growing old with your son.
This should be a picture of two people holding up a sky together. Like two independent trees, you hold up a sky, branches and leaves bloom under the blue sky, and roots support each other underground.
Wind or frost, rain or snow, hold your hand, each one.