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.
It's been ten years since I said goodbye to you, and we can't help thinking about it. But it will be unforgettable after all. Lonely graves thousands of miles away, there is nowhere to tell the sadness in my heart. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I am covered in dust and my temples are like frost. Last night, I returned to my hometown in my dream, at the window of the cabin.
I'm dressing up. You and I are silent and sad, only tears fall thousands of lines. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.
2. "Ge E"
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
It's me, Polygonum hydropiper. Artemisia argyi is a bandit. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
I am a loser, but I am a thief. Mourn for my parents and give birth to me.
It is a pity that the bottle is used up. It is better to die for a long time than to live with fresh people. What if there is no father? What can I do without my mother? Get a shirt when you go out, and you're exhausted when you go in.
My father gave birth to me and my mother bowed to me. Caress me, feed me, nurture me, nurture me, take care of me, go in and out of my stomach. The virtue of wanting to repay kindness. Heaven is so chaotic!
Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing. I don't care, I'm alone! Nanshan method, drifting with the wind. Everyone is in the valley, I'm not alone!
Look, mugwort has grown taller, but it's not mugwort, it's mugwort. Pity my parents, it's too hard to raise me! Look at the wormwood that snuggles up to each other, but it's not wormwood, it's Wei Pity my parents, it's too tiring to raise me!
It is a shame to fill the bottle with water, because the bottom of the bottle is empty. Living alone is boring. Might as well die early. What can I rely on without my real father? What do you depend on without your own mother? Going out for a walk is sad, and getting started is at a loss.
Dad, you gave birth to me. Mom, you raised me. You protect me, love me, support my growth, nurture me, think that I don't want to leave me, go out and hug me. I want to repay my parents' kindness, and the disasters in the old society are unpredictable!
The height of Nanshan is hard to surpass, and the biting wind is daunting. Everyone has no misfortune. Why am I the only one who was robbed? Nanshan Mountain is too high to cross, the wind is biting and shivering. Everyone has no misfortune, so I can't be the only one!
3. "Two Poems by Shen Yuan"
Song dynasty: Lu you
On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the Shen Garden is not a revival pool platform.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
The painting on the lower corner of the setting sun sounds like sorrow, and the Shen Garden is no longer the original pavilion. The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure here.
It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to talk about. Seeing that I am going to turn into a pile of loess in Huiji Mountain, I still come here to mourn and shed tears.
4. "Dream Micro"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
I dreamed of playing with you hand in hand at night, and woke up in the morning with tears in my face without wiping the towel. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years.
I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being. Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?
5. "Shanhuazi, the wind has gone with the wind"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The wind has gone with the wind, and the mud lotus has just become a lotus root. Be careful not to burn a clove of incense and remember the past life.
People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.
Catkins in the wind fly to the surface and become duckweeds. Although the lotus in the river mud is strong and decisive, its stem will still linger. When you leave, give each other a petal to commemorate the past.
People often say that a person's deep feelings will not be deep, but now he really regrets his previous deep feelings. When he returned to the place where he left sadly, tears could not help but flow out quietly.