1. Poems about remembering the ancestors
Poems about remembering the ancestors 1. Ancient poems about remembering the ancestors
1. Original text:
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 is setting in front of meditating on 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.
From: Qing Dynasty Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha·Who misses the coldness of the west wind alone"
Interpretation: Who feels the sadness alone in the west wind, can't bear to see the rustling yellow leaves and closes them Shangxuan window. Let the sunset shine in the independent house and immerse yourself in the memories of the past. Taking a nap after drinking, the spring weather is blooming, gambling games are taking place in the boudoir, and the clothes are filled with the fragrance of tea.
The once beautiful and happy memories seemed ordinary at the time, but now things have changed.
2. Original text:
Once upon a time, everything was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
From: Tang Dynasty·Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si·Four"
Interpretation: After experiencing the magnificent sea, the water elsewhere is no longer worth looking at. Once you have been intoxicated by the dream of clouds and rain in Wushan, the scenery elsewhere will not be called clouds and rain.
Even if I am among thousands of flowers, I am too lazy to look back; this is partly because of the asceticism of a monk, and partly because of you who I once had.
3. Original text:
Let’s travel hand in hand in dreams at night, and we can’t hold back tears in the morning. The old man in Zhangpu was ill for three times, and the grass in Xianyang returned to autumn for the eighth time.
You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow. Ah Wei and Han Lang went there one after another. Do you know if Ye Tai knows?
From: "Meng Wei Zhi" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and when I woke up in the morning, my tears were covered with tears and I didn't wipe them away. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and it has been eight years since the grass grew in Chang'an City. Missing you, Jiuquan's bones have turned into sand, and I am still temporarily living in the world with a head full of gray hair.
Awei Hanlang has passed away successively. Can we know the underworld in the dim and dim world?
4. Original text:
The most pity for hard work is the moon in the sky. The past is like a ring, and the past is like a jue. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm.
No matter how easy it is to break away, the swallow remains the same, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of the autumn grave has not stopped, and the spring bush recognizes the two-dwelling butterfly.
From: Qing Dynasty·Nalan Xingde's "Die Lianhua·Hard work, the most pity for the moon in the sky"
Definition: The most pity for the hard work of the bright moon in the sky, there is only one night in a month It is a full moon like a jade ring, and at other times it looks like an incomplete jade. If I could be like the full moon in the sky, waxing and waning, then as ice and snow, I would not hesitate to melt it for you. Unfortunately, love in this world is the easiest to break off, but the swallow, which does not understand sorrow, still gently steps on the curtain hook and whispers.
In autumn, facing your tomb, I sang a song, but my sadness did not diminish at all. How I wish I could play with you in the grass like two butterflies flying together in spring.
5. Original text:
Li Bai’s tomb is beside the Caishi River, surrounded by fields with endless grass and clouds.
The pitiful bones of the desolate ridge and the poor spring were once filled with earth-shattering writings.
But the poet is so unlucky that he cannot be the king.
From: "Li Bai's Tomb" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Explanation: On the bank of Caishi River, boundless weeds surround the cemetery and reach the white clouds in the distance. The sad thing is that the bones in this barren grave have once written earth-shattering poems. As long as they are poets, most of them have bad luck, and if poets are poor and frustrated, no one can surpass Li Jun.
2. Sentences to commemorate the ancestors
Sentences to commemorate the ancestors
1. Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day when our people mourn the deceased, express their condolences, and remember their ancestors traditional festival. Every year during the Qingming Festival, the people hold different forms of commemorative activities to deeply remember the countless heroes who sacrificed their precious lives in order to safeguard the dignity of the country, strive for national independence and liberation, national prosperity, and the freedom and happiness of the people. In order to commemorate this far-reaching day, remember the revolutionary martyrs, and carry forward the spirit of patriotism, on April 4, young volunteers organized a "Qingming Festival to visit the tombs of the martyrs" activity. The purpose is to allow volunteers to more clearly understand the significance of dedication and better perform volunteer services by commemorating the heroic achievements of national heroes.
2. It was their lives that brought China's prosperity today, and it was their blood that stained the peach blossoms everywhere. How can we forget this tragic and tragic epic? How can we forget those once vivid faces? Let us quietly remember, deeply remember, and place our most affectionate thoughts and highest respect in these flowers, so that they can accompany the martyrs.
3. We came to the Nanshan Temple Martyrs Cemetery with sorrow and heavy hearts to remember the soldiers who sacrificed heroically for the liberation of the motherland and the peace of the people, and to pay tribute to their great achievements. The Martyrs Cemetery is so solemn and solemn that people can’t help but stand in awe. We first lined up neatly, then stood in line as required and listened carefully to the host's speech.
I looked up at the tombstone. On the tombstone was written: The revolutionary martyrs will live forever! I think if there is immortality in the world, then I believe it is a spirit - no regrets. Our martyrs have such no regrets and no regrets for their contributions to the revolution. Therefore, they deserve to be admired!
4. I love the martyrs and the motherland. I am proud to be Chinese. I will forever dedicate my life to the motherland. China has a glorious history, an iron-blooded man, and a spirit that will never regret it until death. I want to be an upright Chinese and dedicate everything to the future of my motherland. I am a successor of the revolutionary martyrs. Isn’t this the purpose of my lifelong study? As a Chinese, it is natural for me to inherit the legacy of the martyrs. I really want to live forever like a martyr. My determination to serve the motherland is unshakable.
5. I love them, I praise them, and I respect them. They sacrificed their lives and blood for the cause of the revolution. They did not disclose any information during the brutal torture of the imperialist powers. They would rather die to keep the party's secrets. They would rather be heroes who sacrificed their lives with honor than traitors who lived in an ignoble way. , this is the characteristic of our Chinese martyrs, and I have infinite admiration and infinite emotion for them. I also want to praise them for this. They are the thankers of our Chinese people. They are sacred and no one can replace them. them. In my eyes, they are symbols of light and the power to overcome everything.
6. In front of the martyrs’ tombs, we pay homage to the martyrs’ cemetery with reverence. The trees in the Martyrs Cemetery are tall and mighty, evergreen all year round. Each tree represents a warrior. They do not give in when praised, and are willing to sacrifice their own great spirit for the cause of revolutionary struggle. They are like these trees, no matter how many severe cold and heat they experience, they remain motionless. Standing. No one can shake their strong will, they are great, revered, and they are true heroes.
7. These tombstones represent a piece of loyalty. Aren't they fighting desperately for the future of the motherland and the future of the motherland? The Red Army soldiers traveled long distances, walking on muddy roads. They never relaxed and spent their lives saving and defending the motherland. Without them, where would the beautiful homeland and the prosperous life today be? They are the founders, and it is natural for them to respect them. Over the years, how many people have praised them. They were indomitable, dedicated their lives, and died gloriously for the revolutionary struggle. In short, in one sentence - they lived great and died glorious.
8. As long as I think about these revolutionary martyrs, I will feel how beautiful I am. How happy and happy I am in this wealthy socialist country, and in that hard-working struggle society How can there be such a beautiful life in China. I want to solemnly say to the martyrs: "Great revolutionary martyrs, your struggle has been victorious. We, the younger generation, will once again inherit the glorious path opened up by your efforts. We will build a tomorrow for our motherland. I will study hard. Learn your skills well and continue to work when you are old - rest in peace to build the motherland! I will work hard, my beloved martyrs.
9. Tomb-Sweeping Day is a day of remembrance, Qingming Rain. One after another, the patter is non-stop, it is the sky crying, it is the tears of everyone's longing, approaching the Martyrs Monument, we look up - what we see is not an ordinary scene, under the moonlight, it seems to be seeing a majestic A heroic figure in the years... Cannons were rumbling and gunpowder smoke was filling the air. Soldiers were fighting bravely to fight the enemy. Time was running like water. Suddenly it was dawn, and only a figure was seen crawling towards the fire point. At the end For a moment, he opened his arms and rushed towards the flaming point, blocking the enemy's gun with his chest. Time was frozen at this moment. Who was he? Huang Jiguang. We held flowers in our hands and cried. The rain sprinkled on the flowers, giving them a layer of sadness. We paid homage to the revolutionary hero Huang Jiguang in silence.
10. When we came to the cemetery, we paid our respects one by one and held our hands. I sent the flower baskets made by myself to the most respectable heroes. At this time, I seemed to see countless heroes standing in front of us, standing tall! It was them, they were the ones who sacrificed their lives for our new China and the liberation of the people. , shed your blood and sacrificed yourself for a better life today. Martyrs! Your unyielding spirit inspires us to move forward and fills each of us with the confidence to work tirelessly for the motherland.
3. Poems describing the nostalgia for the deceased ancestors
Poems about the nostalgia for the grandparents of the deceased ancestors:
1. Not as dusty as the night platform, deserted and peaceful
2. The steps are empty, the rain stops in the cold weather, and the flowers are buried.
3. Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, the deceased woman was dressed in plain clothes. My hands are choked with sobs, and I can no longer remember the words.
4. In Ji Sou’s Huangquan, there should still be old spring.
5. Who can turn on the lamp again when lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window. Mending clothes at night!
6. Afraid of hurting my motherly feelings, I secretly shed my tears to my pillow.
7. I shed tears silently, only regretting my past feelings and rethinking my feelings with my paintings.
8. I was afraid of walking on the road near the south of the city, which was the saddest thing in Shen’s home.
9. The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.
10. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startled grand.
4. Ancient poems in memory of the ancestors
Reminiscing about Qingming Night in Lake Temple
Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty
The willows are dark and the fragrance of flowers makes me sleepless. It's sad to think about danger.
The wild clouds carry the rain across the moon, and the sandbirds fly far into the sky with their voices.
I have abandoned my younger siblings to hunger and cold for a long time, and we always remember our reunion because of the season.
The feast and the cold wine will be there next year, but we haven’t decided where to go in Pingpeng.
Visiting Friends in Qujiang on Qingming Day
Luoyin of the Tang Dynasty
You and Tian Su are on an old trip, and I am also prepared for our relationship.
I have been isolated for two years under the Yellow Spring, and the water is desolate every day.
The gulls seem to be able to control physics, and the apricot blossoms are suspicious and accompany people with sorrow.
Widows and young children should eat cold food and shed tears when looking at Jiangling in the distance.
Qingming Festival
Du Mu of Tang Dynasty
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
I have a question. Where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
5. Ancient poems about missing ancestors
1. In the past, I left, and the willows clung to me; now I come to think about it, and the rain and snow are falling------<< The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Caiwei>>
2. Elegies can be regarded as weeping, and looking from afar can be regarded as returns------Han Yuefu Folk Songs << Elegies>>
3. Hu The horse follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest ------ Nineteen ancient poems of Han Dynasty << Line after line, line after line>>
4. Whoever talks about the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring - -----Tang. Meng Jiao << Wandering Zi Yin>>
5. People are more timid when they are close to home and dare not ask the strangers ------Tang. Song Zhiwen << Dayuling>>
6. When you come from your hometown, you should know about it. Will the plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow? ------Tang Wang Wei << Three Miscellaneous Poems>>
7. There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown---- --Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty << Thoughts on a Quiet Night>>
8. Where is my hometown, forget it unless you are drunk ------Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty <<The Bodhisattva Man>>
9. During the festive season, I miss my family even more - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty << Recalling Shandong brothers on September 9th>>
10. Tonight, the moon is bright and everyone can see, I don’t know Whose autumn thoughts fall - Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty <<Looking at the moon on the night of the 15th and sending it to Dr. Du>>
11. When meeting people, I gradually feel that the local accent is different, but I hate that the orioles sound like the old mountains - ----Sikong Tu of Tang Dynasty <<Five Manhua Poems>>
12. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves------He Zhizhang of Tang Dynasty<< Two Odd Books on Returning to Hometown>>
13. When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother comes back, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away. ------ Tang He Zhizhang << Odd Books on Returning to Hometown>> < /p>
14. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown------Tang. Du Fu <<Remembering my brother-in-law on a moonlit night>>
15. Don’t be sad because of separation. ------Warring States.Chu.Qu Yuan<<Nine Songs.Shao Siming>>
16. We are far away from each other, and our clothes are wearing thin as time goes by------Han.< <Nineteen ancient poems. Line after line>>
17. When people return after falling geese, their thoughts are in front of flowers ------ Sui Dynasty. Xue Daoheng << People think about returning every day>>
18. Separation from hatred is like grass in spring, it will come back to life if it travels further ------- Southern Tang Dynasty. Still in chaos, it is the sorrow of separation. The feeling of separation is in the heart ------ Li Yu <<Happy meeting>>
20. It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see at other times. The flowers fall in the flowing water and the spring is gone. In the sky The human world------Li Yu << Langtaosha>>
21. Life without seeing each other is like participating in business------Tang. Du Fu<<Gift to the Eighth Guardsman >>
22. I urge you to drink another glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends ------ Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty <<Weicheng Song>>
23. Don’t worry, you will have no friends in the future, and no one in the world will know you------Tang Gao Shi << Farewell to Dong Da>>
24. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun sent me Love------Li Bai << Presented to Wang Lun>>
25. Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today it has been a year since the flowers bloomed------Tang Wei Yingwu << Li Dan Yuanxi>>
26. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and all the flowers are withered ------ Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin << Untitled>>
27 .Candles are willing to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn------Du Mu of Tang Dynasty<<Farewell>>
28. If there is no north-south road outside the door, the world should be free from the sorrow of separation- -----Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty <<Farewell>>
29. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, rainy night in the rivers and lakes for ten years -----Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty<<Send a yellow table Reply>>
30. When I go up to the river tower alone, I feel like I am lost in thought. The moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky. Where are the people who come to look at the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year------Tang Zhao Xia <<Reminiscences of Jianglou>>
31. There should be no hatred. When will we grow up and become full again? ------Su Shi of the Song Dynasty << Shui Diao Ge Tou>>
32. I wish you a long life and a thousand miles of beauty ------ Su Shi of the Song Dynasty <<Shui Tiao Ge Tou>>
6. What are the poems about remembering the ancestors? Don’t mention the Qingming Festival ones, thank you
Qiu Dengba Mausoleum looks at Dongting Li Bai
Dengba Mausoleum in the early morning.
Everything is possible.
The bright lake reflects the light of the sky.
Completely see the autumn colors.
How beautiful the autumn colors are.
The world is clear and fresh.
The green mountains extinguish the distant trees.
The water is green and there is no cold smoke.
The sails come out of the river.
Go to the bird-facing sun.
The wind is clear in Changshapu.
The mountains are empty and the clouds are dreaming of the fields.
Look at the glory and cherish the decay.
It is a sad year to read the water.
Beizhu is rippling.
The flow from the east flows from the river.
The people of Ying sing about the white snow.
Yue girls sing and pick lotuses.
I am even more heartbroken after hearing this.
Tears flowed from the cliff.