2) You are a tear in my eye, so I choose never to cry; Don't cry, it's just because I'm afraid of losing you! But now, you have changed from tears to fatigue, and you have become a drop of fatigue in my heart. Even if I never cry, my heart will always hurt!
3) After losing it, I found that I missed it so much; After losing it, I found that I had no way to go; After losing it, I found myself too self-righteous; After losing it, I found myself so insignificant; After losing it, I found that I wanted to cry.
2. Poems about being far away from home 1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. I left home when I was young, and my local accent has not changed.
Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He Zhangzhi: Homecoming Book)
3. Leave the mountain to rest, winter will come, and spring will come.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi, "Crossing the Han River")
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain)
It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: "People are homesick every day")
6. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
7. Whose rain flute flies in the dark, and the spring breeze permeates Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Journey to the North")
9. A vagrant hears drums that indicate fighting, and a wild goose rings in autumn.
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.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: Remembering brothers on a moonlit night). ..
3. The sentence about staying away 1. He broke up with me. To his surprise, I agreed.
So he asked for reconciliation, and I refused, asked again, and refused again ... I can say a lot about Xu Chen's outrageous and annoying personality, but this can't hide another conclusive fact-he is the sweetest and gentlest lover. He has a gentleness you can't imagine, and you can't imitate it even with great effort. His gentleness is enough to drown your head, kill your interest in human beings, cut off your connection with the world, obliterate your personality, and make you willing to be his bubble, his naughty kitten and his red-winged bird. You hate yourself for not being able to do this.
-Liao Yimei's Flower of Pessimism 2. Some people watch it all their lives, but they are ignored all their lives. Some people look at you, but it affects your life.
Some people are warm and happy for you, but they are left out by you. Some people will make you happy for a while, but they will get you into a series of thoughts.
Some people have been wishful thinking for n years, but you have refused for n years. 3. People with stories will have a special magnetic field to attract people to approach, but refuse people to walk in.
4. What poems describe staying away from the world of mortals? 1. Zhulou
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
2. Return to Lumeng Mountain at night.
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry.
People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile.
Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.
Step 3 drink
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
Get up in the morning, with a deep sense of lack of fun, leave your seat and open a bottle of sake. First, the patriarch who drank wine to make wine was the father who left the wine for me to drive away sadness and boredom.
For an instant, it feels like a world apart, and I feel the excitement between heaven and earth. The continuous mountains have changed the original quietness, and the green running water contains warm breath.
Outside the south gate is a towering tree. Shade can cover yourself, and you can chat in the shade all day.
Even if you are drunk, don't refuse. The beautiful grass can be used for us to lie down. Even those who are richer than Chu Jin may not know the fun of drinking.
4. A farmhouse by the Weihe River
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. (Sunset is a work: light)
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
5. "Fishing Songs and Flowers"
Five Dynasties: Li Xun
Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In blue smoke, under the bright moon, at the beginning of the boat.
Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books, regardless of fame and fortune.
5. That poem about leaving my brother, a seven-year-old girl, said goodbye to Lu, left the pavilion at the beginning of the day, and the strange geese didn't even fly. This poem expresses the attachment and affection of the little author when he bid farewell to his brother.
Brother is on the road, the sky is gray at the beginning of autumn clouds; Around the road pavilion, leaves fall in succession and the atmosphere is bleak. Sadly, people can't fly far together like geese, but at this time our brother and sister can't go far together.
The atmosphere of scenery writing in the poem corresponds to the mood of parting. Brother and sister can't bear to be separated, which is natural and sincere in the contrast between Dayan and Qi Fei. Li Bai bid farewell to his friends. There is a line of green hills in the north of the city, and white waves bend in the east of the city. Here you will leave me, like a loose aquatic plant floating for hundreds of miles. I will think of you in the clouds, so I think of me in the sunset. We waved goodbye. My horses neighed repeatedly, green mountains crossed the north of the outer city, and quiet white water flowed around the east of the city.
When we leave here, it is like a loose grass fluttering in the wind, and Wan Li travels far. You are like a cloud in the sky, and I am reluctant to part with you like a sunset.
We waved goodbye at once, and the horse didn't want to part, so he couldn't help whistling. This poem is like an oil painting. The beauty of human feelings and the beauty of nature are intertwined and lifelike.
The poem is open-minded, optimistic and affectionate. Not too high, suitable for a thousand miles in Huang Yun. The north wind blows geese and snow during the day. Don't worry about the road ahead. No one in the world knows that countries are thousands of miles away. Clouds all over the sky make the sky look dim, the north wind blows, and geese fly south in the scattered snowflakes.
Don't worry about having no intimate friends ahead. Who doesn't know you in the world? The northern scenery written in the first two sentences set off the poet's frustration when he bid farewell to Neusoft University, while the last two sentences comforted and encouraged his friends and were impassioned, which were heartfelt and touching farewell poems. Xiao said goodbye. Yan dan doesn't send a strong man's crown. In the past, the water was not as cold as it is today. Jing Ke bid farewell to Yan Taizi Dan and went to the State of Qin to assassinate the King of Qin. When he left, the strong man was impassioned and angry.
Today, the ancient brave people are long gone, but the water here is still as cold as it was then. This poem is different from ordinary farewell poems. The poet's yearning for the ancient brave seems to inspire his friends to learn from Jing Ke and do something.
Farewell to Du Mu is always heartless, but I feel that I can't laugh in front of the bottle, but I still have to say goodbye to others and cry until dawn. Obviously, it is affectionate, and I always find it difficult to express my inner feelings, and I feel heartless. Don't try to smile at the party, but you can't.
The candles at the party seemed to understand our parting and shed tears for us until dawn. The poet expressed his feelings by borrowing things, expressing his deep affection and sincerity when he left his friends.
On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, an old friend of Li Bai left the Yellow Crane Tower for the west. Fireworks are set off in Yangzhou in March, and the sky is blue. Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Li Bai sincerely admires Meng Haoran. The first is to admire his character.
This can be proved by a letter to Meng Haoran: master, I cheer you from the heart, your reputation has risen to the sky, and you gave up the importance of hats and chariots in your rosy youth, and you chose pine trees and clouds; Now, white-haired, intoxicated with the moon, the sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor, the mountain, how I long to reach you, and some people admire Meng Haoran's poetic art, Meng Zuo's "Wandering, Thinking, Returning to Wang Baiyun's Back": When I got home from the valley, I was already looking back at the mountain road, but I saw cattle and sheep and woodcutter lost in the dark, the vegetation was cold, and the door was still open. I am waiting for my husband to write about himself and see the mountain road. What I saw and heard floated in front of my eyes and ears, and waves of various emotions surged in my heart just to convey my concern for that outdated friend.
That stupid watch looks like it at present. Li Bai's two sentences, "A solitary sail crosses the blue sky to the end, and only the Yangtze River flows in the sky", are excellent report performances using this technique flexibly.
As for the first two sentences, "Yellow Crane Tower" in the western language and "Yangzhou" in the eastern language all use "anthomaniac, you turn a deaf ear to the emperor" smartly. As the object, Meng Haoran's spirit is vividly on the paper, and the affection of "worshipping pure fragrance" is also vividly on the paper. This poem is very different from Xi on the Twenty Shores of Yuan Dynasty: it has no generality and can only be given to Meng Haoran.
A brief but happy encounter with my brother-in-law "All shall be well, jack shall have Jill" Yi Lee grew up and met again after ten years of torn and tired years. The first time I heard your name, I thought you were a stranger, and then I heard your name. I remember everything that happened on your young face and the tide. We have told you and told you until tomorrow evening when you travel to Yueyang and leave for autumn. One peak after another between us. The original situation is this: Li Yi and his cousin met on the trip, and they only know each other's names. This is a great surprise. But if you write in this order, the surge of poetry will be covered by mediocre narrative.
The poet put before him "Let's meet again when we grow up after these ten torn and boring years", which shows how deeply he was touched and can also arouse readers' sympathy for the sufferings of life. The sentence "ask surname" is very subtle: I was "surprised" at first sight, but I already had a guess in my mind, so I went to "ask" the other person's name-if we regard this couplet as an intertextuality, the scene of "asking Taiwan Province for help" at that time would be like this.
And when the other person says his name, he can't help looking at his cousin and bringing back a string of memories. Later, we talked for a long time and had a strong family relationship. Time flies, and there will be less and less. Readers will fill them with their own life experiences, surprise them and sigh them.
However, before the joy was fully publicized, the poet's heart was already tortured by the next day's departure. He thought he would be alone on Baling Road in the future. After walking through mountain after mountain, he was very depressed.
I bid farewell to Shu Bo across the wall of Sanqin, looking at Wujin in the distance, saying goodbye to each other, two officials who have been working day and night. However, China has our friendship, and Heaven has our neighbors. Why do you want to wander at the fork in the road? The literati class in the Tang Dynasty actually realized the highest value of life by being able to "be a teacher for the monarch". Therefore, even if they are officials, they will be Beijing officials, and they will feel lost outside.
Both the giver and the receiver in this poem have this "love complex for Beijing", so they are reluctant to go to Chang 'an and are sent to other places. Looking at the direction they are going to work, they feel particularly ethereal. The giver comforted the giver, especially pointing out that "we two officials are on the right track" and waiting for our own fate.
Since we share the same fate, we can share any sorrow. However, after all, the scholars in the early Tang Dynasty had an optimistic background, so they could quickly shake off their sad mood and shout out the grandiose words of "However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor".
We seem to see him wave his hand firmly and cut off all the troubles in front of us. This poem is the most standard.
One or two sentences leave the farewell place, three or four convey the sadness of parting, five or six sentences get rid of sadness and turn to optimism, and seven or eight sentences should be linked to "going the wrong way" first, and then to "the child touches the towel".