Don
A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left.
The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
Yin Niang said: This is a poem that Yuan Zhen missed his wife after her death. The author first reviews the hard life after marriage with Wei Cong, in order to show the deep feelings between the "poor couple", which leads to a sense of guilt for his wife, and then expresses gratitude and sings repeatedly. The author deliberately emphasizes a universal tragedy in the process of human life-the dislocation of time and space between desire and possibility.
Hawthorn Tree: Lantern Festival
Ouyang xiu in song dynasty
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
Yin Niang said: I still remember what happened when we met last year. The joy of the old days still lingers in my mind. Although the mountain alliance is there, the beauty is silent. How painful! There is always too much sadness and regret in the world. Things are changing, and things are changing. Looking back, all the people in the past are gone. If there are heartbroken people here, there are 10 thousand kinds of tenderness, and who should I talk to?
Ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road
Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor.
Fall in love with the floor Worried about adding new words.
Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.
I want to talk about it. But it is a cool autumn.
Yin Niang said: I was really naive at that time. I climbed the tall building and enjoyed the scenery. I am not sad at all, so I have to pretend to be gentle and barely write some words of "sadness" to suit my situation. Now, I have gone through many vicissitudes and can't say anything.
Accidental achievement
Li Qingzhao in Song Dynasty
15 years ago, at the end of the flower, followed by Zeng Fu's poem of appreciating flowers.
Today's flowers are similar to the moon, and the feelings are like the past!
Yin Niang said: Li Qingzhao had a very happy time in her life, but it was not long. After her husband died, she wandered around and had a rough life. It's even more painful to think of that time. At that time, it was still a month, and people were not people at that time.
Title Chengnan village
Cui Hu in Tang Dynasty
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
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.
Yin Niang said, I met a peach-blossom beauty here last year. How gorgeous the peach blossoms in the spring breeze are, and what kind of charm a woman who can compete with peach blossoms should have. But now the peach blossom is still there, and people are empty, and memories have aggravated the melancholy and loneliness in front of them.
Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?
Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty
Who reads that the west wind is cool alone, and the rustling yellow leaves close the window,
Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.
Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea.
At that time, only Tao was ordinary.
Yin Niang said: the autumn wind is bleak, the yellow leaves are rustling, and the poet stands in the sunset and looks back. At that time, the spring scenery was leisurely, drinking and taking a nap, betting books with tea, and the house was full of tea fragrance. These things, which were considered common at that time, are now impossible to realize.
Bodhisattva-level people
Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty
Now I recall the benefits of Jiangnan, when the wind was young, the spring clothes were floating and the manners were graceful.
I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated.
Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.
Yin Niang said: When I was in Wei Zhuang, all I could think about was the Central Plains and the beauties who advised me to go home early. Now I'm leaving the south of the Yangtze River to go further to Shu. I can't help but sigh that I have had such years, met and enjoyed love, but I didn't value them, and now they are all over.