1. Verses about love, hate, and separation
Verses about love, hate, and separation 1. Verses about separation and hatred
Thoughts are gone, thousands of miles away, The evening mist is heavy and the sky is wide.
Since ancient times, I have been sentimental and sad about parting, and it is even more embarrassing to leave the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.
Where can I wake up from the drunkenness tonight? The bank of willows, the dawn wind and the waning moon
It should be a good time and beautiful scenery, but even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell me
After washing up, I rely on Wangjiang Tower alone, passing thousands of sails. No, Xiehui's pulse is long and watery, and the intestines are broken and white. (It's not this frequency. I can't type the correct one. I should add a grass flower head.) Zhou
If you keep cutting and the management is still messy, it's divorce. Say goodbye. It's a general feeling in my heart.
You can’t be seen on the winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
I am afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of the night.
Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
As the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
A cup of wine can bring you thousands of miles away, but there is no way for Yan Ran to return home.
Why should I cut the candles from the west window? The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.
Where is Yun Heng’s Qinling family? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west
One place is longing for lovesickness, two places are idle sorrow
Don’t worry about having no friends in the world. No one knows you.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang.
How much leisure and sorrow are there? A river of smoke and clouds, plums and yellow rain.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart
Thinking of the dream of Du Ling, the geese fill the pond
2. About the sorrow of separation What are the poems of
1. A gift to Li Bai
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
When autumn comes to see each other, Shang Piaopeng is still ashamed of Ge Hong for the cinnabar.
Spending the days drinking and singing, who is the hero of flying and domineering?
Translation
When we say goodbye in autumn, we look at each other, floating everywhere like flying fluffs. I really feel ashamed of Ge Hong, the alchemist of the Western Jin Dynasty, for not seeking immortality. Spending the days happily drinking and singing wildly every day. For a person as ambitious as you, for whom do you act so heroic?
2. Die Lian Hua · Read all the pain of parting in the end of the world
Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei
Read all the pain of parting in the end of the world. When I return, I will see scattered flowers like this. . The flowers look at each other without saying a word, and the green window has nothing to do with spring or the sky. (Ju Mo's first work: Ju Mu)
When the lovesickness lamp is turned on, there is a wisp of new love and thousands of old hatreds. The worst thing is that the world can't keep it, and the beautiful face is like the flower in the mirror and the tree.
Translation
Travel all over the world and see all the human kindness. Unexpectedly, when I return to my hometown, my old friends have disappeared like flowers. I recall parting with her under the flowers, and I was speechless. I could only feel the sorrow of separation in my chest. Now only the green window and the blue sky are the same as before, but the scenery is no longer the same as before.
I want to express my lovesickness under this lonely lamp of fireflies. The new person is as good as jade, but who can the old person turn to? I should have known that the beautiful things in this world are not long-lasting and cannot last forever. The bright mirror is empty, where can I see the jade face, just like the flowers falling, leaving only empty branches and trunks, showing my loneliness.
3. Partridge Sky·The snow shines on the mountain city, and the jade fingers are cold
Song Dynasty: Liu Zhu
The snow shines on the mountain city, and the jade fingers are cold, and a Qiang officer complains in the building . There are plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River several times, and people have spots on their temples at the end of the world.
The stars are dotted and the moon is clustered. The river flows backwards into cups and plates. Hanlin Fengyue has three thousand poems, which I sent to Wu Ji to read with tears in my eyes.
Translation
The white snow covering the ground reflects the mountain city. In the ice and snow, even the jade fingers of the flute player upstairs feel cold, right? The sound of the Qiang flute you played was filled with the sadness of parting, floating in the space. The plum blossoms in Jiangnan bloom and fall, fall and bloom again. I don’t know how many times they have bloomed and fallen? I am wandering at the end of the world, and my temples are already so gray.
Facing the shining stars in the sky and the bright full moon, I drank endlessly alone. As I drank, I felt like the Milky Way in the sky was pouring into my cup. I, a Hanlin scholar, wrote three thousand poems about my lovesickness, and I want to send them to you, my lover in the south, so that you can read them carefully while holding back your tears!
4. Walking on Shasha·The plum blossoms in the waiting hall are withered
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
The plum blossoms in the waiting hall are withered, and the willows on the stream bridge are thin. The grass is fragrant and the wind is warm, shaking the bridle. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water.
Every inch of the soft intestine is filled with pink tears. The building is too high to be close to the dangerous building. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and travelers are outside the spring mountains.
Translation
The plum blossoms in front of the guesthouse have withered, new willows are hanging lightly beside the stream bridge, and the spring breeze is trampling the fragrant grass, and travelers are jumping on their horses and whipping their whips. The farther away you go, the more endless the sorrow becomes, just like the water of the spring river that stretches far away.
When your heart is broken every inch, and pink tears flow down your cheeks, don’t climb a high building and look into the distance and lean on the railing. At the end of the flat grassland is the Chung Chun Mountain, and travelers are still outside the Chung Chun Mountain.
5. Picking mulberry seeds·Hate you not like the moon above the river
Song Dynasty: Lu Benzhong
Hate the king not like the moon over the river, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, Only togetherness without separation.
Hateful to you, but like the moon on the river, it is full but still losing money, and it is full but still losing money. How long will it take to be reunited?
Translation
What a pity that you are not like the bright moon hanging high above the riverside. No matter whether people are wandering north, south, east or west, the bright moon is always with them.
What a shame that you are like the bright moon hanging high above the riverside. It has just become full and then gone. I don’t know how long it will take until the bright moon becomes full again.
3. Poems about separation and sorrow
1. There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors to the end of the world. "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou" by Wang Bo of Tang Dynasty
2 The constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation, but the ordinary feeling is in the heart. "Happy Meeting" Tang Li Yu
3 I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind until the night is west. "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biaoyuan sent this message" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Where is Xiangguan at dusk on the 4th? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad. "Yellow Crane Tower" by Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty
5 The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me. "To Wang Lun" Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
6 The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling at the Yellow Crane Tower" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
7 Don't worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you. "Farewell to Dong Da" Gao Shi
8 Still pity the water of my hometown, seeing off the boat thousands of miles away. "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
9 I asked you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. "Poppy Beauty" Li Yu
10 Candles are willing to say goodbye, Weep for others until dawn. "Farewell" by Du Mu
11 I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return home. People in the bright moon lean on the building. Bai Juyi's "Long Love"
12 I waved my hands to thank you, but I couldn't speak because I was choked with sobs. Liu Kun's "Song of Fufeng"
13 The wind is rustling and the trees are rustling. I miss my son and I am worried about leaving. Qu Yuan's "Mountain Ghost"
14 The face of the waning moon is bright, don't cry at dawn. I have spoken too much, but my feelings are still lingering. Looking back, I still remember: Remember the green skirt, pity the grass everywhere! Niu Xiji's "Sheng Cha Zi"
15 It is expected that the heart will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short of Matsuoka. Su Shi's "Jiang Cheng Zi"
16 If you look closely, it is not Yang Hua, The little bit is Li Ren's tears Su Shi's "Water Dragon Yin Second Rhyme Chapter Zhi Fu Yang Hua Ci"
17 Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song"
18 The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"
4. Ancient poems about separation and sorrow
1. I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown, and I dare not ask the stranger. (Tang. Song Zhiwen. "Crossing the Han River")
2. Hu horses follow the north wind, and flying birds face the south branches. (Nineteen ancient Chinese poems. "Traveling, Traveling, Traveling")
3. Elegies can be used as weeping, and looking from afar can be used as returning home. (Yuefu of the Han Dynasty. "Elegy")
4. I have passed away in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing. ("The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Plucking Wei")
5. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring! (Tang. Meng Jiao. "Wandering Son's Song")
6. In front of the beautiful window tomorrow, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed. (Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty. "Three Miscellaneous Poems")
7. Where is my hometown? You can forget it unless you are drunk. (Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao. "Bodhisattva Man·Spring is still early when the wind is soft and the sun is thin")
8. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th")
9. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone is looking around, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts? (Wang Jian, Tang Dynasty. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Dr. Du")
10. When meeting people, I gradually feel that the local accent is different, but I hate that the orioles sound like their hometown. (Tang Dynasty. Sikong Tu. "Five Poems in Manshu")
5. Poems about love, hatred and sorrow
The west wind is shining, the Han family mausoleum (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin'e" ) The weak willows lift their sleeves from the wind, and the orchids are exposed as if they were stained with towels.
Sitting alone is frowning (Liu Yuxi, "Recalling the South of the Yangtze River") Chu guests want to hear Yao Se's complaints, Xiaoxiang is full of moonlight in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi, "Xiaoxiang God") Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion head. When will we come back again (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan") I miss you for a long time, hate for a long time, and my hate will not stop until I return.
People lean against the building in the bright moon (Bai Juyi's "Long Love") It's almost dusk in the season, and I'm bored and leaning against the door alone (Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man") There are thousands of sails that pass by, and the water is long and slanting, and my heart is broken by Bai Pinzhou (Wen Tingyun) "Dream of Jiangnan") Don't return to your hometown before you are old, otherwise you will have to break your heart (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man") I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed (Wei Zhuang, "Sidi Xiang") The waning moon is shining brightly on your face, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji, "Sheng Cha Zi") There are too many words, but the love is not over.
Looking back, I still remember: Remember the green skirt, pity the fragrant grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi") I made a thousand wishes before the pillow, I want to rest and wait until the green mountains are rotten (Dunhuang Ci) I want him to win a husband I came back early, but I turned around and let me go into the blue clouds (Dunhuang Ci), looking back with deep affection in secret. Two green leaves are left behind.
Riding on an elephant and crossing the water first (Li Xun's "Nanxiangzi") I often get sick and drink in front of flowers every day, and I don't hesitate to see my beautiful face thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpies Stepping on the Branch") How many tears can't limit hatred , leaning against the Langqian (Li Jing's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi") If the cutting continues, the rationale remains chaotic, which is the sorrow of separation. There is no ordinary feeling in my heart (Li Yu's "The Cry of the Black Night") Asking you how much sorrow you can have is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward (Li Yu's "Yu Meiren") Don't lean on the railing alone, there are infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see when you are gone.
When the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and the world is in heaven and on earth (Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha") It is difficult for a slave to come out, but I teach you to be merciful. (Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Barbarian") After the lonely people dispersed in the other lanes, I looked down on the remaining tobacco.
The incense of the stove floats like a phoenix. Holding Luo Dai empty, looking back and hating Yiyi.
(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") Change my heart for yours, and we will realize that we remember each other deeply (Gu Kui's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love") When will the green poplar grass stop? The tears in my eyes have already broken down (Qian Wei's "Spring in the Jade House"). In the past, I was sick and tired of the fragrant bottle, but today I am afraid that the fragrant bottle will be shallow (Qian Wei's "Spring in the Jade House") I lean alone high in the Mingyue Tower, and the wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into lovesickness. Tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumuzhe") Every year and tonight, the moon is as bright as the moon, and the person is thousands of miles long (Fan Zhongyan's "Yujie Xing") The heart is broken and there is no reason to get drunk. Before the wine arrives, tears first come.
The lamp is turned off and the pillow is turned off, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone. Everyone came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and they couldn't avoid each other (Fan Zhongyan's "Royal Street Journey") When will Chun Chun be back? Facing the evening mirror, the scene is hurt, and the past is forgotten in the later period (Zhang Xian's "Tian Xianzi"). The flowers fell helplessly, and the familiar swallows returned, and the fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand") The bright moon did not know the pain of separation, and the slanting light came Dawn passes through Zhuhu (Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") I want to send colorful notes and rulers. The mountains are long and the rivers are vast and I know where to go (Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") I hate pleasure when I grow up, but I am willing to love a thousand pieces of gold with a light smile.
I hold wine for you to welcome the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. (Song Qi's "Spring in the Jade House") It was raining and windy at the end of March.
The door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tearful eyes ask the flowers, and the flowers are silent, and the wild reds fly across the swing (Ouyang Xiu, "Butterflies in Love with Flowers") The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless, and the distance is endless like spring water (Ouyang Xiu, "Traveling on the Shasha") Every inch of the soft intestine is filled with pink tears (Ouyang Xiu, "Traveling on the Shasha") 》) The music and songs disperse among the tourists, only to feel the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu, "Picking Mulberries") If gathering and separation are in a hurry, this hatred will be endless.
This year’s flowers are more red than last year’s, but it’s a pity that next year’s flowers will be even better. I don’t know who knows the same. (Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha") I just started to send spring back, and then I sent you back.
If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch the spring, be sure to stay there in the spring (Wang Guan's "Businessman") The falling flower is independent, and the flying swallows fly together (Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal") There are only a few Yinggang steel left tonight, I'm afraid Meeting each other is like a dream (Yan Jidao, "Partridge Sky"). It's too late to go to sleep, and it's unforgettable, even if it's ruthless, it's heartbreaking (Yan Jidao, "Nanxiangzi"). The temples are pitifully green, just because of the old lovesickness (Yan Jidao, "Sheng Chazi") ) Reluctant to paint a small household, the spring breeze is free and the poplar flowers bloom freely (Wang Anguo's "Qing Ping Le") Ten years of life and death are blurred, without thinking, one cannot forget it (Su Shi's "Jiang Cheng Zi") Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. Looking at each other without words, there are only thousands of tears (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"). Looking closely, they are not poplar flowers, but the tears of people leaving (Su Shi's "Water Dragon Song"). Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold (Su Shi's "Bu Suanzi") ") There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world (Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter, but the passion is ruthlessly annoyed (Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") Everything in life becomes empty with a snap of the finger, and it is broken The soul is melancholy and nowhere to be found (Lee Zhiyi's "Traveling on the Sand"). When thinking about it, only dreams come and go, let alone being afraid of the river (Huang Tingjian's "Looking to the East of the River"). The most important thing is that the sound of love is heard forever, and the shadows of flowers are secretly moved (Chao Yuanli's "The Mallard") 》) The man is strong, green and pure, with a long-term wish to be with you (Chao Yuanli, "The Mallard") I sigh at the good dreams, but there is no evidence for them one by one, and I sit with my eyes covered with golden flowers in despair (Chao Yuanli, "Yulin Bell") I am tired of saying goodbye, The skin should be fragrant, and the skin should be thinner and thinner (Chao Yuanli's "Yulin Ling") The plum blossoms are sparse, the ice is melting, and the east wind secretly changes the years (Qin Guan's "Looking at the Sea Tide") If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be in court? Morning, dusk and dusk (Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal") Shaohua is not reserved for young people, hate is long, when will it rest (Qin Guan's "Jiang Chengzi") Even the spring river is filled with tears, endless flow, and many sorrows (Qin Guan's "Jiang Chengzi") ) When will we see you again? There are traces of crying in the sky above the sleeves (Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang") There is an old hatred on the cardamom tips, and ten years of dreams can only be frightened (Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang") Helpless clouds fall and the rain disperses.
By the lantern, the east wind has teary eyes (Wang Shen's "Remembering Old Friends") It only takes a few evenings to ruin a life of haggard (Zhao Lingzhi's "Qing Ping Le") How many leisure and sorrows are there? A river of tobacco, the city is full of wind, plums are yellowing in the rain ("The Sapphire Case" by He Zhu). The original grass is showing the first dew, and the old buildings and new ridges are leaning against each other. Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will turn on the lamp to mend clothes at night (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") Where nostalgia is, the orchid boat urges you to leave.
, it should be a false display of good morning scenery. Even if I have a thousand feelings, who can I tell you? (Liu Yong, "Yulin Bell") A song of Yangguan, the sound of heartbreak is gone, and I lean on the railing alone (Liu Yong, "Youth Travel") Did I know it was wrong?
I regret that I didn’t lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong’s "Ding Fengbo"). In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, I can’t say who would lean on the railing. (Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The clothes and belts are getting wider and wider, but they are not destroyed in the end, and people are haggard because of the beauty.
(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the stamens, the fragrance is not in the calyx, the fragrance is deep in the bones (Chao Buzhi's "Yan Jiao'er") The golden thread of spring comes.
6. What are the poems about the sorrow of separation?
The poems about "the sorrow of separation" in ancient poems are: Passionate since ancient times, it hurts to leave, and it is even more embarrassing. In the cold autumn festival, I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon. , follow you until Ye Langxi.
Several bagpipes left the pavilion at night, you were heading towards Xiaoxiang and I was heading towards Qin, the flowers were floating and the water was flowing, one kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. The constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of divorce, not the ordinary feeling of duplication in the heart.
Today's chaos is all a dream, and the setting sun only sees water flowing eastward. When all the poplar flowers have fallen, Zigui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the way across the Five Streams.
The willows and willows at the head of the river are raised in spring, and the poplar flowers are worried about killing those who cross the river. Lichou lí chóu: From Li Yu's "Meeting Happily", it means the sorrow of parting.
Later, people used the commonly used word "Li Chou" to describe the pain and sadness of parting. For example, the countdown to the high school entrance examination is getting shorter day by day, the number of messages written by classmates is increasing, and the classroom is filled with an increasingly strong feeling of separation.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. This sentence comes from Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" in the Song Dynasty, which is about saying goodbye to a lover. Not breaking up with the one he loves makes him feel particularly uncomfortable.
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night. Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and there is this message from Longbiao Yaoyuan" This poem was written by Li Bai for his friend Wang Changling who was demoted from an official position. He used power to express his sorrow and anger at separation and to express his comfort.
7. Poems about separation and sorrow
"Poem Poppy" When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past! There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the moonlight. The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms" The fragrance of red lotus roots lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress lightly and get into an orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sends brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness and two idle sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart. "Jiang Chengzi" Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you won’t forget it. A lonely tomb thousands of miles away, with nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you meet each other, you may not know each other, your face is covered with dust, and your temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return home from a deep dream. At the small xuan window, you are dressing up. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears . It is expected that every year, at the place where the intestines are broken, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.
8. Does anyone know of poems about separation and sorrow?
Farewell to my brother's seven-year-old daughter. The road has just begun to rise, and the leaves of the pavilion are thinning.
The people who complain are like wild geese, which do not make a single flight. This poem expresses the young author's deep affection when bidding farewell to his brother.
My brother is about to go on the road. Autumn clouds have begun to rise in the sky, and the sky is gray. Around the road pavilion where they were separated, the leaves are falling one after another, and the atmosphere is gloomy. What is surprising is that people cannot be like the wild geese. The wild geese can fly far away together, but at this time, we brothers and sisters cannot fly far away together.
The atmosphere of the scene described in the poem corresponds to the mood when parting. The brother and sister cannot bear to be separated and the flying geese fly together, which makes it appear natural and sincere. I send my friend Li Bai off. Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city.
This place is different, and I have traveled thousands of miles alone. The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend.
I waved my hand and went away, the horse roared. Green mountains lie across the north of the outer city, and quiet white water flows around the east of the city.
Being separated here is like fluffy grass flying in the wind, traveling thousands of miles away. You are like the floating clouds in the sky, and I am reluctant to leave you like the setting sun on the mountain.
We waved goodbye to each other on the horse, but the horse did not want to be separated and could not help but roar. This poem is like an oil painting, where the beauty of humanity and the beauty of nature are intertwined, making it vivid and colorful.
The whole poem is open-minded and optimistic, with deep affection. Farewell to Dong Dagao, thousands of miles away, the yellow clouds are white and the sun is shining, and the north wind is blowing geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you! Thousands of miles away in the north, the sky is covered with clouds that make the day look dim. The north wind blows, and the geese fly toward the south amid the scattered snowflakes. Don’t worry that you don’t have a close friend on the road ahead. Who in the world doesn’t know you? The first two sentences describe the scenery of the North, and the scenery they paint highlights the poet's frustrated mood when bidding farewell to Dong Da. The last two sentences comfort and encourage friends. They are impassioned and generous. It is a touching farewell poem from the heart.
Yishui bid farewell to King Luo Bin and bid farewell to Yandan here, and the strong man was crowned with glory. The people were gone in those days, but the water is still cold today.
When Jing Ke bid farewell to Prince Dan of Yan, he went to Qin to assassinate the King of Qin. Before leaving, the strong man was impassioned and furious. Nowadays, the ancient warriors have long since died, but the water here is still as cold as before.
This poem is different from the sad mood of ordinary farewell poems. The poet's nostalgia for the ancient warriors seems to be inspiring his friends to learn from Jing Ke and do something. Farewell to Du Mu was sentimental but always seemed ruthless, but I couldn't laugh in front of the bottle.
The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. When we parted, we were clearly sentimental, but we always found it difficult to express our inner feelings and felt as if we were heartless.
I tried to force a smile at the banquet, but couldn’t. The candles at the banquet seemed to understand our feelings of farewell, and shed tears for us until dawn.
The poet used objects to express his emotions, expressing the deep and sincere feelings that are difficult to separate from friends. The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling. Li Bai, an old friend, bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Under the fireworks in March, Yangzhou's solitary sails are far away in the blue sky. Only the Yangtze River is seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai sincerely admires Meng Haoran.
First of all, I admire his character. This can be proved by "Gift to Meng Haoran": I love Master Meng, and the world hears the beauty, abandons the palace, and wears the crown. I lie down in the pine clouds, drunk in the moon, and the saints are obsessed with flowers. I don't care about you. You are high in the mountains. You can admire the disciples here. I bow to the pure flowers. Secondly, I also admire Meng Haoran's The art of poetry.
Meng's "Wandering Jing Thoughts Back to Wang Baiyun Behind": After leaving the valley, I had already fainted when I arrived home at noon. Looking back on the road down the mountain, I saw cattle, sheep, and woodcutters secretly missing each other. Weeds and insects were cold, but I couldn't hear the Hengmen. The Hengmen was still open. Standing and waiting for my husband to write about me, I gazed at the "road down the mountain" intently, and what I saw and heard passed by my eyes and ears one by one, and all kinds of emotional waves stirred up in my heart. It was nothing more than conveying my love for the backward man. Friend's concerns. That kind of watchful look is still there right now.
Li Bai's two sentences, "The lone sail is far away and the shadow of the blue sky is gone, and only the Yangtze River is visible in the sky" is an excellent report performance that uses this technique flexibly. As for the first two sentences, what is said in the west is "Yellow Crane Tower", and what is said in the east is "Yangzhou", both with the unrestrained "Flowers are not interested in the king". As the object, the god of Meng Haoran is vividly displayed on the page, and "for nothing" The sentiment of "揖Qingfen" also appeared on the page.
This poem is very different from "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi": it is not universal and can only be sent to Meng Haoran. I am happy to see my cousin and say goodbye again. Li Yi has been away for ten years and has grown up. We are surprised when we meet again and ask his surname for the first time. We call him names for the first time and recall our old faces. Farewell to the sea and talk about things. It's twilight. Tomorrow, there will be several events in Qiu Shan, Baling Road. It turns out to be like this: Li Yi I met my cousin by chance on a journey, and they recognized each other only after asking for his name, which was a great surprise for both of us.
But if written in this order, the turbulent poetry will be covered up by the mediocre narrative. The poet puts "after ten years of separation and reunion" at the front, which reflects how deeply he was touched and can also arouse readers' compassion for the sufferings of life.
The two sentences "asking for the name" are very delicate: I was "surprised" when I first met, but actually I already had a guess in my mind, so I went to "ask" the other person's name - if we look at this couplet as an intertextual sentence , the situation of "asking the master for advice" at that time is just like now. And when the other party said his name, he couldn't help but look at his cousin and bring back a string of memories.
Afterwards, we talked for a long time, with strong family affection. Time flies, and we will be separated less and more. Readers will infuse their own life experiences into it, be surprised and sigh by it. However, before the joy could be fully exalted, the poet's heart was already tortured by the separation the next day.
He thought about how he would still be alone on the Baling Road in the future, passing one mountain after another, one mountain after another, and he felt very depressed. Farewell to Du Shaofu, the king of Shuchuan, Bocheng Quefu, the beacon smoke of Qin Dynasty, watching Wujin, and agreeing to part with you. We are officials traveling across the sea, and we have close friends in our hearts. If we live next to our neighbors and do nothing, we are on the wrong road. Sons and daughters, ***, and turbans. In fact, the scholar-bureaucrats in the Tang Dynasty all believed that they could "serve the king, Yao, and Shun". "Going up" and becoming an "Emperor Master" are the realization of the highest value in life.
Therefore, when they are officials, they also want to be officials in the capital, and they feel a sense of loss when they are sent to other places. Both the giver and the recipient in this poem have this "love for Beijing complex", so they are reluctant to leave the city of Chang'an where they are sent elsewhere, and when they look in the direction where they are going to take office, they feel particularly windy and misty.
The giver comforts the one being given away, and specifically points out that he is "also an eunuch" and may be waiting for the same fate of being released. Since they have the same fate, they have a clear understanding of each other and can share all sorrows.
However, the scholars of the early Tang Dynasty had an optimistic background after all, so they were able to quickly get rid of the sentiment of sadness and shout out the heroic saying "There are close friends in the sea, and the world is like a neighbor". We seemed to see him cut off all the worries in front of him with a firm wave of his hand.
The transition from beginning to end in this poem is the most standardized. The first and second sentences point out the place of farewell, the third and fourth sentences continue to convey the sorrow of separation, and the fifth and sixth sentences get rid of the sorrow of separation and turn to optimism.
9. Which poems describing love, hatred and enmity have left a deep impression on you?
Asking what love is in the world, it only teaches life and death to be together
Eternal time and eternity will eventually end. , this hatred lasts forever
Even if I don't go, I'd rather not come
The red beans are placed on the exquisite dice, and I miss you deeply.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out of the Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.
The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.
When will we know each other when we miss each other? It’s embarrassing to be here this night!
Entering my lovesickness door, you know that my lovesickness is painful.
Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless love.
If I had known that it would trip people’s hearts, how could I have done it? Don't know each other at first.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already lost at that time
Red hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
There is a beautiful person, you will never forget it when you see it.
I miss you so much after not seeing you for a day.
The phoenix is ??soaring, and people are seeking it from all over the world.
But the beauty is here, not on the east wall.
Use the qin to express your feelings and express your heartfelt conversations.
When will I see Xu Xi? It comforts my hesitation.
I would like to be worthy of my words and work hand in hand.
If I can’t fly, I will perish.
Who thinks that the west wind is alone and cool, the rustling yellow leaves are closed and the windows are closed, and the setting sun stands in the setting sun while contemplating the past.
Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.
The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk.
The world is thin and human beings are evil. When the rain comes and the evening falls, the flowers tend to fall. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark. Afraid of being asked, I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it!
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.
There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. I am happy for you, but you don’t know it.
When the man wanted to speak, he lowered his head and smiled, while the jade scratched his head and fell into the water.
Lingbo could not reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go. Who will spend the golden years? The flower pavilion on the platform, the small windows and red doors, are the only places where spring is known.
The blue clouds slowly rise into the twilight sky, and the colorful pen inscribes new heart-breaking sentences. How much leisure and sorrow do you have? A river of tobacco, the city is full of wind, and the plums are yellow in the rain
Now I realize that I was wrong, and I feel miserable. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong.
Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy period. Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west.
As soon as Hou Men entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on