Poems about dead friends 1. Poetry in memory of an old friend
Li Shangyin cried.
Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue
The word "Ji Cheng Xing Lang" means "mountain", and it is appropriate to go back to Gaorang with a sigh. The branches and leaves of the Ci forest are exhausted in three spring, and learning the sea is dry overnight.
The wind and rain blew out the candle, and the name grew between the teeth. You should just climb the tree outside the object and walk to the altar in your dress.
Empty negative lingyun talents, life never open-minded. Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come.
A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner. Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station.
Translation:
Ji Chenglang's official name is Li Yishan, and his return to loess makes people sigh. The branches and leaves of the poetry forest withered, and the academic waves dried up overnight. The storm blew out the candles, and my name has been missing in my heart. He should climb Yushu in the outside world and climb the altar of immortals in his clothes.
Kong has brilliant talent, and his mind has never been unfolded for a moment in his life. Where the birds crow and the flowers fall, the bamboo dies and the phoenix dies and the bird no longer flies. A good horse bends because it has no owner, but a bosom friend loses his heart because of a broken string. Hades don't have to sigh that Yin and Yang are separated, and satellites are sent to the underworld.
Extended data:
1, appreciate:
This poem is a poem in memory of a friend. Li Shangyin is a gifted scholar. Li Shangyin's poems are exquisite and rich, with implicit rhyme and unique artistic charm. However, due to the sectarian struggle in politics, after the death of such a great poet in Xingyang, the literary world was strangely silent, and few people wrote poems to commemorate him. These poems were written by Li's close friend and poet.
2. Creative background
Li Shangyin was a superstar in the poetry circle in the late Tang Dynasty. He is keen on politics and ambitious, but he has no talent and ambition, and eventually he becomes a victim of small group struggle. In the 12th year of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty (858), 45-year-old Li Shangyin died of depression. Cui Jue, his best friend, was very sad when he learned of his death, and wrote this song "Crying Li Shangyin".
Baidu Encyclopedia-Crying Li Shangyin
2. What are the poems expressing regret for the dead friends?
1, everything is wrong. Like what? What is the difference? After the phoenix tree was half withered and the frost cleared, the white mandarin duck lost her companion. The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? -"Half-dead children, after Nagato again, everything is wrong."
2, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. Our country sent troops to explore incense bushes and hung green hairs upside down. Plain noodles are often too pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms. -Xijiangyue jade bone's sorrow and fog.
3, I miss my tears all night, and I will receive them in the morning. Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow. -A trip to Shanxi Village
Ah, Xie's youngest daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine. You eat your food with wild vegetables, but your food is sweet. You cook with dead branches with leaves. Today's salary is more than 100 thousand, and all you can bring is a temple sacrifice. -Appreciation of Three Sad Songs (I)
A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die and come to the front today. The clothes have been finished, and your sewing is sealed. I dare not look at it. 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. -"mourning"
Half-dead children, after Nagato again, everything is wrong.
Background: This poem was written by Jian Zhong's author Yuan (11kloc-0/) when he returned to Suzhou from the north to pay his respects to his dead wife. He Zuoxiu has been a low-ranking official all his life, depressed and frustrated. I lived in Suzhou for three years in my fifties, during which I sympathized with him, and my wife died. Today, I revisited my old place, thinking of my dead wife and writing lyrics to express my grief. He Zhu's wife, Zhao, is the daughter of Zhao, Duke of Song Dynasty. Zhao is hardworking and kind. He Zhu once wrote a poem "Ask Inside", describing Zhao braving the heat to mend his winter clothes. The couple have deep feelings.
The sad fog of jade bone in Xijiang Moon.
Background: This poem was written by Su Shi to mourn the servant who resolutely retired to Huizhou in Lingnan. The plum blossom in Huizhou described in the ci is actually the embodiment of Chaoyun's beautiful face and noble character.
Tour of Shanxi village
Background: This poem was written when he lived in Yinshan, his hometown. Vividly depicts a beautiful rural scenery, full of joy and love for simple rural life customs. The poet was intoxicated by the beauty of human feelings, the essence of customs and the beauty of folk customs in Shanxi village, and felt such a scene of folk customs and peace, reflecting the thoughts and feelings of living in a different place. The poet was intoxicated by the scenery in Shan Ye and the human feelings in the countryside, and showed his love and reluctant feelings for rural life. With an extremely natural and cordial style, the poet showed people the beauty of rural natural scenery and the simplicity and kindness of farmers, and incorporated his noble sentiments of loving the motherland, people, life and nature into it.
Appreciation of Three Mourning Poems (Ⅰ)
Background: This poem recalls the difficult situation of his wife and the love between husband and wife, and expresses his regret. One or two quotations refer to Webster's niece Xie Daowen, the favorite niece of Xie An, the prime minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and to Qian Lou, the poor man of Qi during the Warring States Period, which means that the other party is obedient. "Obedience", everything goes well, this is a brief summary of Webster's seven years of hard life after marriage, which is used to quote four sentences in the middle. "Mud", soft winding. "Dragon fire", long bean leaves. When I saw that I had no clothes to change, I rummaged through the wardrobe for it. I had no money around, so I begged her to buy wine, so she pulled out the gold hairpin on her head and exchanged it for money. Usually she can only use wild vegetables such as bean leaves to satisfy her hunger, but she eats very sweetly; Without firewood, she cooks on the dead leaves falling from the old locust tree. These words are neatly written, which not only describes the difficult situation of "obedience" after marriage, but also vividly depicts the image of a good wife and mother.
Mourn my sorrow
Background: These three poems were written in 8 1 1 year (Yuan and six years), and Yuan Zhen was appointed as the supervisor of Dongtai. It is said that this group of poems was written in 822 AD (the second year of Changqing). This was written by Yuan Zhen in memory of his original wife who died. Yuan Zhen's original wife, Wei Cong, is the youngest daughter of Wei Xiaqing, the young prince of Shaobao. In 802 (the eighteenth year of Zhenyuan in Tang Dezong), she was twenty years old and Yuan Zhen was twenty-five years old, and she married Yuan Zhen. Life after marriage is relatively poor, but Wei Cong is very virtuous, has no complaints and has a good relationship with her husband and wife. Seven years later, in 809 (Yuan and four years), when Yuan Zhen was appointed as the supervisor, Wei Cong died of illness at the age of 27. Yuan Zhen was heartbroken and wrote many sincere mourning poems one after another, the most famous of which was Three Mourning Poems.
3. Poems in memory of old friends
In the Tang Dynasty, I cried for Li Shangyin: Cui Jue became a lucky star with the word "one mountain", and it was appropriate to give up with a sigh.
The branches and leaves of the Ci forest are exhausted in three spring, and learning the sea is dry overnight. The wind and rain blew out the candle, and the name grew between the teeth.
You should just climb the tree outside the object and walk to the altar in your dress. Empty negative lingyun talents, life never open-minded.
Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come. A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner.
Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station. The name of Langguan in Ji Cheng is Li Yishan, and it is sighing to be in the loess.
The branches and leaves of the poetry forest withered, and the academic waves dried up overnight. The storm blew out the candles, and my name has been missing in my heart.
He should climb Yushu in the outside world and climb the altar of immortals in his clothes. Kong has brilliant talent, and his mind has never been unfolded for a moment in his life.
Where the birds crow and the flowers fall, the bamboo dies and the phoenix dies and the bird no longer flies. A good horse bends because it has no owner, but a bosom friend loses his heart because of a broken string.
Hades don't have to sigh that Yin and Yang are separated, and satellites are sent to the underworld. Extended data:
1, Appreciation: This poem is a poem in memory of a friend.
Li Shangyin is a gifted scholar. Li Shangyin's poems are exquisite and rich, with implicit rhyme and unique artistic charm.
However, due to the sectarian struggle in politics, after the death of such a great poet in Xingyang, the literary world was strangely silent, and few people wrote poems to commemorate him. These poems were written by Li's close friend and poet. 2. Creation background Li Shangyin was a superstar in the poetry circle in the late Tang Dynasty. He is passionate about politics and ambitious, but his ability is insufficient and his ambition is hard to pay, and he eventually becomes a victim of factional struggle.
In the 12th year of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty (858), 45-year-old Li Shangyin died of depression. Cui Jue, his best friend, was very sad when he learned of his death, and wrote this song "Crying Li Shangyin".
Baidu encyclopedia-crying Li shangyin.
4. feel sorry for the poems of dead friends
1. Miss my friend-Yu Zhuo
Ziluan lives by the thorn breast stream and does not envy the crowds flying over the sky.
When I saw the true friendship of my generation, I washed away that poem.
It is better to sit up and take notice in three days than to hate not being with male fleas for ten years.
I'm afraid autumn is funny. There are geese in the book.
2. Yu Zhuo, born in Ningguo (now Anhui), was born in an unknown year. Politicians and writers in Southern Song Dynasty. Longxing first entered imperial academy as a scholar. He used to be the magistrate of Jixi County and the magistrate of Huzhou and Pingjiang. In the sixth year of Qingyuan (1200), he was called to Shao Qing, Taichang, as assistant minister of the Ministry of War. He wrote 24 volumes of Zunbai Tangji, and some of his poems were included in the revised Siku Quanshu. For example, the word "Man Fang Ting": the color is dyed yellow, the branches are thin, and the jade slaves shed among the flowers. The lead is not royal, and the unintentional state is exhausted.
5. What are the ancient poems that express "mourning for the old friend"?
1, Li Bais Tomb
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.
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.
Translation:
By the quarrying river, endless weeds surround the cemetery, away from the white clouds. Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems. As long as they are poets, most of them have bad fate. Poets are poor and frustrated, and no one has surpassed Li Jun.
2. Dream of the 20th day of the first month of Jiang.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Translation:
They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
3. plum blossom in Xijiang River
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Jade bone's melancholy fog has its own fairy wind. When the sea fairy sent out to explore the fragrant bush. Hang the green hair upside down.
Plain face turns pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. The high spirits disappeared without a trace. Don't dream with pear flowers.
Translation:
Jade Qing, Bingqing's character is natural. Where will you pay attention to those fogs? It has its own immortal demeanor. Sea gods send people to visit fragrant flowers from time to time, and the phoenix decorated with green feathers hangs upside down.
Its plain face is painted with lead powder and it is afraid of getting dirty. Even if the makeup is washed away by rain and snow, it will not fade the red color like red lips. Noble sentiment follows the sky of Xiaoyun, and you wouldn't expect to have the same dream as pear flower.
4. "Linjiang Xian, send the king"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
I have forgotten Chengdu for more than ten years, but I have to think twice because of your arrival. 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?
Translation:
I have forgotten Chengdu for more than ten years, but I have to miss it again and again because of your arrival. Today's farewell, please bring my sad tears back to my hometown and sprinkle them on the river. I don't know the beauty of my hometown I have been wandering for a long time, and I am a lonely guest at the end of the world.
You won't know where the sadness is, and my broken heart won't be too sad anymore. Today, I warmly hold a farewell banquet for you. I hope you like it. My body is like a shed. Where can be my hometown?
5. Pay tribute to Xue Tai
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.
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.
Translation:
On one side is the dying plane tree, and on the other side is the body that has been ill for a long time. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad. In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.
6. Ancient poems in memory of old friends
1, crying Xuancheng is good at brewing Jizuo Tang Dynasty: Li Bai Jizuo Huang Quan is also suitable for brewing old springs.
There is no dawn at night. Who are you selling wine to? Ji Lao is in the grave, and he will also brew old spring wine. Only there is no Li Bai in the underworld. Who do you always sell wine to? 2. Konakayama couldn't stop last night Song: Yue Fei couldn't stop last night.
It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone.
When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. Whitehead is fame.
Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin.
There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreamed of returning to their hometown and were awakened by the war thousands of miles away. It's already midnight.
Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy.
Make a name for the country, not be old with Frost Star. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home.
I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. Cocoa mountains and rivers have few bosom friends, even if the string is broken, who will listen? 3, Yulin Ling chilling Song: Liu Yong chilling, the pavilion is late, the shower began to rest.
Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? The cicada singing in autumn is so sad and urgent. In the evening, a sudden rain stopped at the pavilion.
Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat.
Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn.
It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with? 4, Sauvignon Blanc, Lishui Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi, Lishui, flowed to Guazhou Gudutou.
Wu Shan is a little sad. Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back.
Yueming people lean on the building. Bianshui is flowing, Surabaya is flowing, and it flows to the ancient ferry of the Yangtze River. Looking from a distance, the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are silently nodding, frequently shy and condensed with infinite sadness.
Miss, hate, where is the end, Iraqis, you won't stop until you come back. A bright moon shines in the sky, so that we can watch the moon together.
5, Sauvignon Blanc flowers like Iraq Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu flowers like Iraq, Liu Hua like Iraq. Flowers and willows leave young people.
Bow your head and cry. The Yangtze River flows eastward and grows in Jiangxi.
Yuanyang flies on both sides of the strait. When shall we meet?
See flowers as you, willow branches as you; In the spring, when people are leaving, they can't help shedding two lines of clear tears when they bow their heads. East of the Yangtze River, west of the Yangtze River, mandarin ducks on both sides fly east and west. When can we meet again? .
7. Find some poems to bid farewell to "best friends"
Eternal sorrow
Frost and snow are clear and innocent.
The sky flies to the jade shovel.
Suddenly a cloud opened the moon in the water.
I can't bear to die alone.
General idea: 1. Title: Mourning means death, and eternal mourning means that sadness disappears forever.
2. The whole poem: The purest and clearest friendship like frost and snow is so innocent at the beginning (the first sentence), and it is agreed to work hard for the paradise that tomorrow yearns for (the second sentence). Suddenly, when the clouds cleared away and only the moon in the water was seen, the truth of everything that happened at this sudden moment became illusory (the third sentence). People who live alone can only endure the pain of this emotional loss silently and sadly (fourth sentence)
Note: The Dead looks really shocking at first sight. I hope this poem can explain the anguish in your heart.
Everything will be fine.
-From Bing Xin's hand, there are three or two depressions!