Poetry in memory of the dead

This poem in memory of the dead is as follows:

1, Luyou's "Shenyuan No.2": Dreams are broken and fragrant for forty years, but Shenyuan willow does not blow cotton. This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.

2. Yuan Zhen's four thoughts: once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

3. Wang Wei's "Crying Meng Haoran": When an old friend disappears, the Hanshui River flows eastward. Excuse me, Xiangyang is old and Cai Zhou is empty.

4. Yuan Zhen Ai San: I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy-year-old man missing now? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.

5, Su Shi's "Linjiang Xian sends Wang Jian": Forget Chengdu for ten years, because you may think. Farewell today, please bring my sad tears back to my hometown and sprinkle them on the river. I don't know whether my hometown is good or not. I have been wandering for a long time, and I am not in my daily life, lonely and indifferent. The sadness and melancholy there, you won't know, is already my Aika, no longer too sad. Today's host gave you a farewell dinner, I hope you like it. My body seems to have been displaced like others. Where can it be my hometown?

6. Li Bai's "Crying Xuancheng and Brewing Jizuo": Jizuo Huang Quan is also suitable for brewing old springs. There is no dawn at night, who is selling wine?

7. Nalan Xingde's "Inscription of Nanxiangzi as a Dead Woman": Tears are silent, only regretting the feelings of the past. If you want to come back to your party with your photos, your tears won't break your heart. You can't draw your face. The parting words are still clear in my ears, and fly with me's dream was awakened in the middle of the night for no reason. You woke up early, I was still dreaming, crying as deep as the wind, and the sound of the wind continued until dawn.

8. Bai Juyi's "Mourning Snow Platform": Wu Tong's old sick body, half dead, and the heavy thoughts of spring are frustrating. I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.

9. Su Shi's Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiangchengzi Mao Yi: Ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

10, Bai Juyi's Li Bais Tomb: Quarrying Li Bais Tomb by the river, endless grass, clouds around the fields. Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems. As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.