1. About unknown verses
About unknown verses 1. Poems about fear of the unknown
Walking alone in the shadows
It seems to be on this empty street.
There is only one me left
Will that be the coming of night?
Will be accompanied by this black rain falling from the sky.
Cold throughout the body and mind.
What cruel words.
Tear apart the decaying earth.
To whom are you leaving confused footprints?
Carving dark footprints in the dirty soil behind you.
No one deserves mercy.
Perhaps including myself.
Those rights of rebuttal have long since left me.
World, but I still can’t agree with you,
Even if you are destroyed
Even if you rest in peace.
Pale dust and mud,
so beautiful
But this is not a compliment,
a thousand filth
It's just an abandonment of the past
.
So the end of the ideal
Is there only deviation?
Denying the past of being a child.
The indifferent soul
is only left behind.
This is the so-called teardrop of growth.
"Such hypocrisy."
Such contempt
Screaming mercilessly
Cursing my young self
But it does not require the kindness of others.
I just need to pretend to be strong
and put a layer of numbness on my hesitant heart.
Maybe many years from now.
Look in the mirror again.
There will be no more fantasy beauty
There will be no twisted fear.
And all I can see,
is only a body that has grown up,
wearing a mask called hypocrisy.
My humble work
2. Poems expressing no place to stay
"Escape" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Fifty-headed white men, fleeing north and south The world is in trouble. The sparse cloth is wrapped around the withered bones, and running around is painful but not warm. When the disease is already declining, the whole world will be devastated. In the universe, there is no place for me. My wife and children followed me again, looking back and lamenting. In the Mangqiu Ruins of my hometown, the neighbors are scattered. The way back has been lost since then, and I have shed tears all over the banks of the Xiangjiang River.
"After being banished, I went to Qianyue Pavilion to write" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty
The south of the sky is full of sorrow and hopelessness, and the willow branches on the pavilion are new. The bird returns alone at sunset, and where is the lonely boat? The career is getting worse and worse, and the career is trapped in the dust. Yaoyao Zhongling is dusk, Poshui spring is long. Qin Tai's head turns white in sorrow, while Chu Ze blames Qing Ping. The color of the grass makes us lose our way, and the sound of warblers hurts our ministers. Du Xingkong made fun of him, but he couldn't stand the truth. Offended by the wind and frost, the whole world is benevolent. There are several lines of tears in the green mountains, and there are only a few lines in the ocean. I have lost all my heart in prison, but I pity the gull and the bird.
"Pictures of Reading the Stele" by Liu Kezhuang of the Song Dynasty
The two of them read the stele beside the road, one was clever and the other was dull. The keen ones can look over and leap forward while the blunt ones stop their whips and meditate. It's a pity that De Zudan suffered a calamity on his neck, and he lay down on a cypress with a yellow silk veil. The ancients believed that good deeds should be rewarded with justice, and they would know the ten and give the two. The holy master smiled and said, "Nv Furu, I haven't heard of Duanmu's Yan family."
The calling messenger Yan meets a human being, but it is unknown where he can live.
"Twenty Rhymes of Watching the Rising Water in Three Rivers" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
When I passed by China, I no longer saw the flat land. There are only earth mountains to go north, and you can go through the poor valleys through the mountains. Fire clouds appear from time to time, and flying lightning is always in sight. Xiuyu has been poor since many times, and people are frowning when they walk in poverty. The Qi of the river is yellow, and the flow will be empty. Looking at the high waves in the early morning, I suddenly heard that the cliff was overcast. Fear of dragons scurrying through the mud, climbing up dangers to gather elk. The trees are uprooted and the trees are filled with dry leaves. The sound blows under the ghosts and gods, and the momentum is read by people. If there are no ten thousand acupoints to return to, why should we respect the four defilements?
Watching the springs rise, but fearing that the rivers and seas will overturn. The drifting sand reaches the shore, and the pines and cypresses are bald in the gully. The mausoleum broke through the mountain gate, and the earth's axis was broken by the back. Go to Luo, go to Honghe, and pass Qixinsu. Countless states should sink and disappear, like listening to ten thousand rooms cry. The turbidity has not yet been cleared away, and the wind and waves are still angry. When the boats and carriages are open, the Yin Qi will not flow. There is turbulence in floating life, but my way is straight and restrained. It's hard to find a place in the world, and the stone walls are slippery. The clouds and thunder are endless, and the difficult and dangerous road is getting more and more dangerous. There are no rivers and beams in the sky, and the water shrinks in the hope of relief. Because Lin Shi was so sad, he could not get out of the belly of many fishes. Raise your head to the sky and ride on the swan.
"Seventeen Ode to the Ancients" by Shi Daguan of the Song Dynasty
There is a fox spirit in Duzai's ancient tomb, who turns into a human to play tricks on others. Huabiao was defeated first and has no place to stay.
3. Poems about the afterlife
1. "Bu Shuanzi·An Shi"
Song Dynasty: Lewan
Love is like the depth of the sea , the past is as far away as the sky. Thousands of tears are shed, which makes people sad and heartbroken.
To see without cause, it will be difficult to fight. If there was no predestined relationship in the previous life, we will wait for reconnection and make a wish in the next life.
2. "How can a beautiful song be performed"
Unknown: Anonymous
Two white swans flew in, coming from the northwest.
Fifteen-fifteen, listed in rows. My wife is ill and cannot go with her. After five miles, I look back, and after six miles, I wander. "I want to carry you away, but I can't open my mouth; I want to carry you away, but my feathers are broken. I am happy to know each other, but I am worried about separation in the next life. I hesitate to look at the group of friends, and I don't know when I am crying." "I want to say goodbye to you. , I can't express my anger. Everyone cares about themselves, and it is difficult to return. "I should keep the empty room behind closed doors. If we meet again in life, the deceased will be in hell."
3. "Su's Farewell Industry"
Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Chant
Biyeye lives in a secluded place and hides his mind in the next life.
Nanshan is like a house, and the Fengshui River reflects the garden.
The house is covered with winter snow, and the courtyard is dim but not yet overcast.
A few people outside the country sit and listen to the spring birds.
4. "Magnolia"
Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao
I already hated the late flowering period. After farewell, the lovesickness lingers in my eyes. The orchid quilt still has the fragrance of the old days, and every time I dream about it, my eyes are full of tears.
Many people should not believe that people have broken hearts. Who can keep warm for a few cold nights? If you want to tie up your love in the next life, you are afraid that the relationship in the next life will be short.
5. "Send to the Taoist Sima on the Tiantai"
Tang Dynasty: Song Zhiwen
When lying down, my hair grows white, and when I look in the mirror, it suddenly turns into silk. Far inferior to Xia Zi, childlike and self-possessed.
I cherish the sparseness of my old travels, and the sun is still shining brightly. If we don’t send yam from the west, how can we reach the East China Sea period?