Eight sentimental poems at the end of the year: When the feeling is urgent, you are in sharbat, and in the twelfth lunar month, the light is like crazy waves.

Eight ancient poems about mourning at the end of the year: at the age of 20, Mo Jingmai was naked and tied with a long rope.

Eight sentimental poems at the end of the year: sharbat in a hurry and sharbat in a twelfth lunar month.

Another year has passed and another year has come. Lunar New Year has been a time to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new since ancient times.

Years old, Jupiter's ancient name is called the year-old star. Twelve times the trajectory in the sky changes into a big cycle, and a year is a year. The earliest Xia dynasty, what kind of date is this?

The Zhou Dynasty began with November of the lunar calendar, which was also based on the change of Jupiter.

But in the Han dynasty, the first day of the first month was the beginning of a year, and the calendar year of the lunar calendar has been used for more than two thousand years.

Age is an artificial division and record of time, full of human wisdom to conquer nature.

"Years old is Mo Yi. The grain was not harvested.

I'm so confused. It's already cold at the age of 20.

And the service will not stop. It's embarrassing. "Yan Zisui's" Mo Ge "was in the pre-Qin period ("Historical Records "is the song of Qi Yi. pre-Qin period

Yan Zi in the Spring and Autumn Period was a doctor in the State of Qi. At the end of the year, King Qi gave a banquet to celebrate the smooth progress of his palace construction.

After three glasses of wine, Yan Zi danced and sang a corvee folk song.

It's the end of the year again, and the seedlings haven't been harvested and sown. What should we do?

It's another cold snap, and I'm sad that I can't go home after working so hard here.

Yan Zi sang three times and was the first minister to speak for migrant workers. Hearing this, the King of Qi suddenly understood what was going on and stopped building a palace.

Well, the end of the year here obviously refers to October of the lunar calendar. Paddy fields are the harvest season, so we can't let all the food rot in the fields. The cold winter is coming. The king of Qi was afraid of unstable rule. Food is the most important thing for the people, and we can't break the people's way.

The first month of the Han dynasty is the beginning of a year, and naturally December is the end and end of a year.

The year is coming, there are celebrations and laughter, and naturally there will be sadness and depression because of the cold weather. Especially the noble door. These people left the land because of population growth, relying on reading to rely on nobles as aides, and they often depend on their masters for survival and future. There are rich people and poor people, but one thing is the same, that is, leaving home, there are not many choices and calmness.

"Don't talk to yourself at the end of the year, chirp.

Hey, rolling, folk songs? Xi Ba, who has been in the heart for a long time, panicked. "? Han? Huainan Mountain Villa "Recruits Hermits"

It's the end of the year again, and the master went hunting in the deep mountains, and these people ran aground. If the owners don't come back or have an accident, another difficult job search awaits them.

Clearly know that these princes and grandchildren are not the sustenance of life and emotion, but what can they do? The thought of being a wolf, a tiger and a leopard in the mountains may devour the master, and the inner worries have become numerous, which makes people feel restless and trance.

The wandering feelings of these wanderers are particularly clear in other places and in the anxiety under the fence.

And this also became the beginning of this sentimental poem.

Except for groggy aristocrats who eat minced meat and naive children who don't understand the world, every year is about to pass, and that kind of realistic worry will remain in the hearts of ordinary people, deep or shallow.

"The evening is cold and the evening is sad.

The cool wind rate has been severe, and the wanderer is cold and naked.

Looking at comfort from afar, looking at the distance.

Rely on sentimentality, crying and touching Shuang Ye. "Nineteen Ancient Poems in Han Dynasty".

The last years of the Han Dynasty was an era of war and displacement, with a sharp drop in population and a prosperous collapse. Those wanderers who go out to survive can't go home, and they can only make do with winter clothes, or even have none.

Another year is coming, and the snow clouds in the sky are dense and cold. The place to live is definitely not a gorgeous house, a grassy shack or a poor Chai Men. You can hear the biting cordyceps sinensis in the grass, making its last wail.

The cold wind is getting stronger and stronger, but he is still alone. I expect a friend to see him and cran his neck. So what?

His friends are seldom rich, more like him, or even dead.

This is not surprising. At the peak of the Han dynasty, the population reached more than 60 million, and in the early years of the Jin dynasty, it dropped sharply to less than 20 million. The disappearance of so many people is a secondary disaster caused by war and war. Hunger, disease, freezing, how sad and short life is.

"Dongcheng is tall and long and belongs to itself.

The wind is moving back and the autumn grass is green.

Change at four o'clock, how fast it takes a year!

The morning breeze is painstaking and the crickets are cramped. Excerpts from Nineteen Ancient Poems "Dongcheng Tall and Straight"

It was also at the end of the Han Dynasty that a wanderer was stranded in a city in the north and had no money to return home. He stood on the rostrum of a foreign country and looked out.

The lonely and tall winter wall, coupled with the north wind in the wilderness and the green autumn grass outside, also implies endless graves in this area.

The seasons are so heartless and the time is so fast. The more the end of the year, the more you can feel the shortness and impermanence of life.

Since then, the end of the year has become a term with special meaning that people lament life and fleeting time.

At the end of the year, it is the end of the year, bleak and lifeless. Life is similar.

The end of the year not only represents the end of the year, but also represents the tail gas of life years.

Moreover, in later poems, in order to avoid sad words, old age, residual wax, residual winter and late winter are used to replace this stage of the four seasons.

Then the poems marking the end of the year tend to focus on the feelings of life at the end of the year and the passage of time.

"At the age of 20, Mo Jingmai and his gang were naked and tied with long ropes during the day." Western Jin Dynasty? Fu Xuan's Nine Songs? 》

A poem, or more sentences, but after being buried by time and years, there is only one sentence left.

Li Shangyin's famous phrase "Long rope is not tied to the sun, and Yun Qi on the water has endless grievances" comes from here.

This poem needs to be interpreted in detail.

Years old is the end of the year, and what you see is sunset grass, which is dusk. Years old is the dusk of a year.

What does Jingmai mean? The scene is sunshine, which is the shadow of the sun. The ancient sundial measured the shadow of the sun on a pillar. This shadow is constantly changing, showing the trajectory of the sun and the passage of time.

The rapid change of the sun shadow must have the feeling of rapid psychological change here.

By the end of the year, I feel how time flies, and the light of the sun is dim on everything.

How can you tie the sun with a long rope? Don't let it go.

This is the feeling that the desolate years have passed, and it is more vivid in the rush of the New Year at the end of the year.

Because after a year, people are one year older. Close to death, time cannot be redeemed.

After reading this meaning, let's see if there is another sense of sadness in Li Shangyin's poem "A cup of spring dew is as cold as ice". After a year, it will be spring, but for those who are sensitive to the passing of life, such a spring, no matter how beautiful, will lose life and temperature like ice.

"At the end of the year, it snowed all day in hentai.

There is no hope in the ear, but nothing in the eye.

The strength invades the inner sleeve, and the ladle repeatedly covers it.

In an empty space, there is nothing to be happy about!

Read thousands of books, always see the legacy.

Too high to climb, it is too poor.

If you can't help it, working late is a mistake!

In a word, who can say goodbye? "? Eastern Jin Dynasty? Tao Qian's "Gui Mao's Work in Mid-December and Respect for Following His Brother"

This is a poem that Tao Yuanming gave to his brother. Tao Yuanming could have been an official, but he resigned and returned to his hometown. Many people said they didn't understand. There is always a reason for suffering like this.

The reason given by Tao Yuanming is here.

It's another cold winter, and it's the New Year. The night wind is coldest here, and it snows all day. There is no street noise here, and it is white everywhere. The cold wind blows the sleeves, and my home is very humble. I looked at the heavy snow in the sky, and I was unhappy.

I see that in ancient books, there are always loyal ministers who don't go with the flow and stick to their hearts.

Although I can't compare with them, I am willing to stay poor and fulfill my wish.

That's why I don't want to be an official. It's just that many people don't know.

Tao Yuanming is a hermit. Why is he hiding? He said that he was born to love Akiyama. This is on the one hand, on the other hand, he has seen enough of the darkness and corruption of the Eastern Jin officialdom. Let's use the bitterness of the ancient hermit to express his despair of reality.

In fact, Tao Yuanming has been closely observing the political changes in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He is not ignorant of the world, but sincerely hopes that the Jin Dynasty will get better. For example, his friend Pang Shenjun may take part in the coup, but he writes poems wishing him success and taking care of himself.

It's just that there is no official ecology suitable for Tao Yuanming's achievements in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It is to write the poor and secluded life vividly, which makes future generations yearn for it.

"In an emergency, I sharbat, read this in the middle of the night.

No guest in the door said, warm wine burns candles to his wife.

It is difficult to know the length of life.

Look at Kong Wei and Cui Qian. Four people died in half a month. "Don? Twenty-three poems by Bai Juyi and Wei Zhi? Second? And self-persuasion

At the end of the year, there is an idiom called urgent year. See this poem by Bai Juyi.

For example, Zhang Ailing talked about her middle-aged life in A Comparative Record. "Then time accelerated, faster and faster, faster and faster, and the complex string was turned into an urgent string, and the rapid decline was just around the corner. A series of montages, followed by fading out. "

This obviously refers to the sense of urgency that the years are devouring the years in a hurry and life is about to die.

In Bai Juyi's poems about the end of the year, the rush of time has made the year wither to the end. The flow of time is as ruthless and hasty as water. Of course, in this poem, it obviously means that a year is about to pass, but it also implies that life is short.

At the end of the year, because of the years, I can't sleep in the middle of the night and feel depressed. I get up to make hot wine, light a lamp and watch my wife and children fall asleep.

Why does Bai Juyi feel blue? Because in half a month, he left four friends. They didn't survive this year, and their life stopped at the end of the year. Seeing death is shocking and makes people rethink life and its meaning.

Some people live in ignorance and fearlessness, while others leave forever.

For adults, in the new year, desolation is greater than joy, which means that life will be shorter and shorter, and life variables may be encountered at any time.

But it is also a warm light in the world, which makes people sigh and feel deeply, and then move on, for the true face of his wife and children under the light, and for the friends who are still alive. Happiness and worry coexist, which is the real taste of Chinese New Year for adults.

"In the twelfth month, the light is like crazy waves, and the frozen clouds want to break the cold roots.

Xie Nvxue's poem is really a masterpiece. Extremely bad,

Liu is in Long Beach.

Drinking is easy to praise people, and bars don't send songs.

This is a reward for youth. Do not look down.

You can visit Yaolin today. "Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty" The pride of the fisherman, the year of the twelfth lunar month is as bright as a wild wave "

It is knowing that time is ruthless and life is a one-way ticket, so the feelings at the end of the year are real and don't need to be suppressed. After expressing my feelings, I will bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, because there is the most touching warmth and humanity in the world.

Ouyang Xiu's first year-end poem is really atmospheric.

The time of the twelfth lunar month is a turbulent wave, urging people to move forward, and moving forward is another year.

The snow clouds in winter are so heartless. Clouds hang in the fields and snowflakes fly like catkins.

The separation of the world is at the juncture of the alternation of years. Why not be sad?

Come on, let's have a good drink and cherish memories of youth, which is gone forever. But when it comes to expression, we can't be too indulgent and look back, can we?

Time flies, but friendship lasts forever. In two days, we will go to Xun Mei for a snow tour, and we will always leave the most beautiful acquaintance and comfort in the years.

Ouyang Xiu's poems are realistic and profound. I don't deny the sadness brought by years, but I pay more attention to the solution, that is, the everlasting friendship in this life.

Long rope can't tie the sky, but it doesn't mean that life is in a hurry. The warmth of the world has been a magic weapon to overcome years and sufferings since ancient times. Therefore, the meaning of a year is to stay warm together, and face the new future and spring calmly after recalling the past and feeling deeply.

The first coat is better than snow to explain the love and beauty in the poem for you. .