Flowers bloom on the other side, forgetting the river.
There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.
Vernacular explanation: There is a road called Huang Quan Road, a river called Forgetting River and a bridge called Naihe Bridge. There is an earthen platform opposite Naihe Bridge called Wangxiangtai. There is an old woman selling Mengpo soup in Wangxiangtai. There is a bluestone called Sansheng Stone by the bridge, which records everyone's past lives. The stone is as red as blood, with four words engraved on it.
Extended data;
This is a eulogy to commemorate the death of his wife, based on his own unfortunate experience. Upper reality and lower deficiency. Every sentence is sad and passionate, and the language is simple, but readers can deeply feel that the author's yearning for his wife is linked with helpless sadness. There is a saying that life and death are endless in ten years, which means that the dead know nothing about the living, and the living have changed after ten years.
Flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. In folklore, the flowers that volunteered to go to hell were sent back by many demons, but they still lingered on the road of death. The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let her drive on this road to guide and comfort the soul who left the human world.
On the other side, white snow and red flowers represent death. Both of them represent death, but one tends to be another explanation of death: rebirth, and the other tends to hesitate in pain and regret: depravity.
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2. Who knows the modern poem "Flowers on the Other Side"?
When the flowers bloom on the other side
It's just a fiery red.
Flowers without leaves
Ye Sheng Wuhua
Miss each other but can't meet each other.
Duzibeian road
that night
Meet in a dream
You are a white rootless lotus.
I am the red flower on the other side.
You are as white as snow.
I am as red as blood.
You left in the mirror pool of Tianshan Mountain.
I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.
That moment
fall in love with you
Bad luck in life
run away
There's nowhere to run.
I will wait forever.
Three thousand days of war, the stars move.
You are old at last.
I still fall
You came to the ferry.
The dark river ahead is full of black water.
Give me a shallow smile.
Meng Po's soup bowl is empty
You set foot on the Naihe Bridge.
Calm as water
The heart is as heavy as a stone.
I closed the messy flowers.
be desperate
There is no hope of death.
My floral fragrance lingers.
I can't help forgetting the bitter soup.
I am still alive.
There is no soul, only body.
But insist on loving you
3. With regard to the poem about flowers, the poem describing flowers is 1, and the peach blossoms wither and burn their flowers: lush.
Burning: a vivid appearance. The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Yao Tao suddenly met a peach blossom forest sandwiched between hundreds of steps. There are no miscellaneous trees in it, and the flowers are delicious. The flowers are colorful and delicious: the grass is delicious.
Tao Jin Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Garden" and Tang Song Wen Zhi's "Thinking": "Luoyang East Peach Blossom flies around. Your daughter cherishes her color and sits and sighs. "
There is no brothel in the south, and the spring breeze is peach and plum: dress up. Tang He Zhangzhi's "Looking at Peach Blossoms": The grass is green in the rain, and the peach blossoms on the water are red: burning.
Don't Be in Wangchuan by Tang Wangwei; Peach blossoms contain continuous rain, and willow greens bring morning smoke. Wei's "Pastoral Song": "Peach blossoms contain continuous rain, and willow greens bring morning smoke. The flowers fell and the children didn't sweep, and the guests in Ti Ying Mountain were still sleeping. "
Clusters of peach blossoms have no owner, and the lovely crimson reflects the light red. Tang Du Fu's "Seven Poems on the Riverside" The short peach blossoms on the waterfront are catkins. Tang Du Fu's "Three Poems on December 1st" is red and tender, with green willow leaves. Tang Du Fu's "Du Lifu's Early Spring Works" is full of crazy catkins dancing with the wind, and thin peach blossoms are flowing by the water. Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Garden Trees in Cold Rain" is green and yellow, and peach blossoms are chaotic. Tang Jiazhi's "Two Poems of Spring Thoughts" shows that the double peaches in Venice are redder at dusk, and the bamboo is reflected in the window. Yu's Peach Blossom on the Venetian is like red rain. Tang Lihe's "Into the Wine": "Love is that the sky is about to run out, and peach blossoms fall like red rain."
Peach blossoms flow by city, and the spring breeze outside the curtain is Du Ruoxiang. Du Ruo: The name of vanilla. Tang Yuxi's "Message to Cao Chang, Langya Wenyou History", the cymbidium is especially green, and the peaches and plums are unspeakable. Judging from the red song and Ouyang Xiu's Dancing Spring Breeze, the thick spring water on the duck's head and the peach blossoms on the water make the duck's head look like a duck's head.
Stone "Farewell Poems" Wild peaches with smiles and short bamboo fences, while streams and willows shake sand and clear water. Stone's "Xincheng Road" is fragrant with peach blossoms and plum blossoms. Light dark red, new makeup.
Dou: Competition. Guan's "Jiangchengzi" is a peach garden path in Liu Xiahui, and the spring scenery is divided into peach garden paths: paths under peach trees.
"Historical Records Biography of General Li" has: "Peach and plum don't say anything, the next step is self-made." The path shaded by peaches and willows seems to distribute the beautiful scenery of spring to every household.
Guan "Watching the Sea" is full of peaches and plums, only the green grass is the same color. Song Ceng Gong's "South of the City" is full of plum blossoms, and there is little spring. Ye Songmeng's "Young Beauty" peach breaks two or three flowers first, and deeply scatters the afterglow: sunset glow.
Song Li Mi Xun's Complaining about Love is very interesting. First, go to Momo Song Zhi Han Yuanji's "Peach Blossom in Six States" and dip the peach blossom in water: the peach blossom is boiled with water, and the water is boiled. Vae's poem "Spring Tour of the Lake Light" smiles at the beginning of the peach blossom, and when it comes out of the shawl, it fades, and the color is more than red: the flowers bloom and wither.
Yuan Yaosui's "Langtaosha" willow leaves thousands of feet rain, peach blossoms oblique with misty rain all the way to thousands of feet; It's drizzling Clouds all the way: the water is filled with clouds.
Wu Qin Ye Wei's "Garden Lake Qu" has peach seeds in the sky, and red apricots are planted on the sunny side: a variety of peaches with double flowers. Also: accompany.
Tang Gaochan's "Shanggao Assistant" peaches are planted in the sky, not every flower counts peaches: Xiantao. Planting and dew: planting with jade dew.
Number: generation. Guan's childhood friends II. There are plum willows planted in the door, and there is a white jade belt with a cold plum tree named "Wayue" by Jiahua Jin Tao Yuanming, which is close to the village road and creek bridge: stay away from it.
Zhang Tang called "early plum": "A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge. I don't know if the water came first, but it is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow. "
Unconsciously, I have written a beautiful picture in the backyard: opening. Tang Shiqing's "Zhao Ying Fu De Ye" has not lost its plum blossoms, and it is tender and cold in spring: I can't stand it.
Tang Du Mu's "Feelings for Prospering the Nation in Early Spring" is the most hateful. Last year, Li Shangyin's "Remembering Plum" was long, with cold willows and heavy rain, and wintersweet blossoms. In front of Feng's "Servant Shooting", Ambassador Li Zhi of Dongchuan was sent back to Xiahou Xianggong, and last night he opened a branch to write two sentences. Legend has it that the original poem "one branch" is "several branches", but Zheng Gu changed it, and Miracle called Zheng Gu "teacher of centralized teaching".
Tang Qiji's "Early Plum" knew that the flowering period was approaching after waxing, and the cold plum became a Dongfeng letter waxing: after entering the twelfth lunar month. The twelfth lunar month is the December of the lunar calendar.
Dongfeng: Spring breeze, here refers to spring. Letter: Messenger.
Shu's "Death" is a letter on a branch of Xiaomei, and the flowering period is near after snow: news and signs. Dong Jun: The God of the Four Seasons. By spring.
Song Yan Dao Ji's "Young Beauty" is folded with thin plum fragrance on the sleeves, and the exultation in spring is still the shadow of Song Yan Dao Ji's "Qing Ping Le" hanging on the river. Mei Xiexue knew from a distance that "Linjiang Fairy" written by Song Yan and Dao Ji is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance: delicate fragrance, which refers to the fragrance of plum blossoms. Wang Song Anshi's Plum Blossom: "There are several plums in a corner, and hanling blooms alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. "Pretend that the little red peach is apricot, I'm still lonely and thin, I'm lonely and thin: I mean dried plums and thin plums.
Snow and frost posture: refers to the posture of plum blossom that is not afraid of cold and resists frost and snow. This means that although the plum blossoms that bloom late pretend to be peaches and apricots, they still remain lonely, high-definition, thin and resistant to frost and snow.
In Song Dynasty, Su Shi's Red Plum saw Jiang Meihua after several new waxes in Xiyuan. In the early Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan's New Jade Candle hated plum blossoms, so it was sealed with snow waves: it was too wild. In Song Zhou Bangyan's Bodhisattva Xue, there was also a letter from Jiangnan, and Mei broke the letter of knowing spring and approached Jiangnan: the news of spring came.
Mei Po: The plum blossoms are in bloom. Song and Huang Tingjian's Young Beauty is full of poetry, and something happens at any time.
Without entertainment, Yiling is the poetic realm of plum blossom: a poetic place. Wuhua: Beautiful scenery.
Entertainment: refers to being invisible to the eyes. Song Dodge's Ling Mei Where is the plum blossom in Koharu? I want to see the fence that fell by the water. Several branches of the Song Dynasty do not compete for beauty, and chemical industry promises chemical industry: Tiangong refers to the functional power of nature to create or grow all things.
Ye Songmeng's "The Fairy by the River" has plum blossoms like snow, and plum blossoms are like snow. Lu Song's book Treading on the Sand received a letter from Dongfeng, and I will return it to Mei Soul first: News. The ugly slave written by Wang Zhuo, a poet of the Song Dynasty, has a bright moon and a thin shadow of plum blossoms through the window. I don't know if it's the plum blossom night outside the wall, whether it's rare or not.
4. flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side, forever, flowers and leaves are wrong.
Story: It is said that you and I will never meet, life and death are wrong, but I don't know that this is you and me forever. We used to be old spirits on the Sansheng stone, accompanied by thousands of years, watching the dust of the world, joys and sorrows, and reincarnation.
On that day, the Buddha said, you need to enter the world of mortals. I asked Buddha about our marriage, and Buddha closed his eyes. "Only once in a lifetime."
I asked Buddha Zu: Looking back a thousand times in my last life, I got a brush in my life. Past lives passed by 1000 times, in exchange for meeting once in this life.
A thousand encounters in previous lives brought an acquaintance in this life. A thousand acquaintances in previous lives were exchanged for an acquaintance in this life.
A thousand acquaintance in last life, in exchange for a love in this life. But really? The Buddha smiled without a word.
I fell across the forgotten river and was born on the banks of the Santo River. It is dark and cold here. There is only one bridge, on which the old man keeps a pot of soup every year.
All kinds of people walked past me, walked on the bridge, drank the soup in the bowl and hurried off the bridge. When some people pass by, I will hear lingering sobs and promises handed down from generation to generation. I was sad from it, but the old man on the bridge didn't seem to hear anything, and he still took the soup to the people on the bridge as usual.
After a long time, I realized that this bridge is called Naihe Bridge and this old man is called Meng Po. I asked Meng Po, what's that noise? Meng Po said that it was an unforgettable love, an unforgettable hate, and the most useless oath in the world.
It turns out that the soup in Meng Po's bowl, called Meng Po Tang, can forget past lives. If people on the bridge drink it, they will forget all the grievances and sorrows during this time ... and then wait for the next reincarnation. I asked Meng Po if he would forget me, too. Meng Po remained silent.
I asked when Meng Po will bloom. Meng Po said that it will bloom when it is time to bloom.
I am looking forward to flowers, the most beautiful face and seeing him once in my life. Meng Po looked at me and sighed. It's autumn again! I want to know.
Therefore, I know that the three days around the vernal equinox are called the other side of spring, and the three days around the autumnal equinox are called the other side of autumn, which is the day of going to the grave. When the other side of autumn first came, I was surprised to find myself blooming white flowers, such as frost and snow, all over the banks of the Santu River.
Meng Po said that with the flowers on the other side, leading the way is no longer lonely. Flowers on the other side? Is she talking about me? No, my name is manju, not the other side.
Year after year, I bloom on time on the other side of every autumn, piece by piece. I didn't see him come after all.
He came after all, and he came in a hurry before I could bloom. Passing me in a hurry, I desperately called him, Shahua! Shahua! He seemed completely deaf and hurried by, so that I couldn't even touch the corner of his blue shirt.
I cried. Meng Po said coldly, his name is not Shahua! No, he is my shahua, the shahua on the sansheng stone.
When tears can't flow out anymore, I start to be silent. Every autumn, on the other side, I am still silent and open, and I have sent away the ghosts that come and go.
For a thousand years, I watched him pass by me in a hurry, without stopping or looking at me. In this thousand years, he never came when I was in full bloom.
Another 1000 year began in the process of opening and falling, and came to an end. He changed his posture and took to the Naihe Bridge, and picked up Meng Po's soup. My tears flow and flow, and my heart is broken and broken. I called him: Shahua, I'm your manju, don't you remember? ! Finally, on the other side of autumn, when I was in full bloom with white flowers, he came, with a dusty face and a haggard face, and came to my side.
I thought he would be in a hurry to drink Meng Po Tang, which made him forget me more and more. However, when he passed me, he actually slowed down and turned to look at me.
With that look, the dry tears in my heart gushed like spring water; Only that one look will turn thousands of years of depression in my heart into tears; Only that look, all kinds of bitterness are gone. On the other side of autumn, I drive very fresh and pure.
It is thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of meeting once a year. Every time he looks back, there is a deep scar in his heart. Year after year ... I don't remember how many millennia. He suddenly stopped in front of me, mumbling, deja vu, deja vu ... I was amazed that my heart was completely broken in that one, and the white flowers turned red at that moment, like fire, like tea, like blood ... He retreated to the bridge in horror, and Meng Po Tang overflowed from the bowl in his trembling hands ... From then on, on the other side of autumn, the forgotten river was full of blood, dazzling and gorgeous.
When the flowers were blooming, he came again, wandering around me, and when he stepped onto the bridge, he looked back and muttered, Manzhu? Manzhu? I have no tears. Meng Po sighed. This is the only sigh I have heard in ten thousand years.
At this time, people say that on the other side of autumn, a rare blood-red flower will bloom on the Santo River in Forgotten Sichuan. The fragrance of this flower is magical and can arouse people's memories of life. This flower is called the flower on the other side. Thousands of times of looking back, rubbing shoulders, meeting, getting to know each other, and knowing each other, the Buddhist language has come true, so I calmly opened it and settled down, waiting for love after a thousand years.
Love comes calmly, but it is shocking. He squatted down, kissed my face and whispered, Manzhu, I won't forget you again. I want you to stay with me. I suddenly looked at him. Doesn't he remember that Buddha said that we only meet once in our life? He smiled at me, quietly picked a flower, hid it in his sleeve and walked onto the bridge. I saw him smiling and watching me drink the soup slowly.
Meng Po's face flashed a strange smile. The Buddha said that we violated God's will and never saw each other again.
But he's smiling, smiling comfortably. So he became a leaf on my stem. Only when the leaf fell can it bloom, and all the flowering leaves have fallen off.
He said, we don't want to meet once in a lifetime and we don't want to forget each other. This is that we will live together forever, never separate, never forget! Therefore, the Buddhist scriptures say: the flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. Thus, the flower on the other side has another name in Buddhist language: Manzhu Shahua.
It's over. We'll stay at Meng Po Bridge forever.
5. What are the poems of the ancients describing flower appreciation, flower beauty and human beauty? 1, "Begonia"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
The east wind blew away the faint clouds, revealing the moon, which was faint. The fragrance of flowers melted in the hazy fog, and the moon had moved over the cloister in the courtyard. Because I was just afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, I lit a tall candle and refused to miss the opportunity to enjoy the blooming begonia.
2. "Looking for flowers by the river alone, Part 5"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
The river in front of Huangshi Tower flows eastward. Warm spring makes people drowsy lazily, and I walk slowly against the warm spring breeze. Clusters of peach blossoms seem to go unnoticed. Do you like dark red peach blossoms or light red peach blossoms?
3. Prunus mume
Song Dynasty: Cao Formation
You can't wash rouge and lead powder, so you have a natural posture. A thin plum blossom leans out of the bamboo forest, like a beautiful woman, slender in the cold Du Yi bamboo forest. In the yard at dusk, there is no fragrance, and the wind is thin and the snow is hanging, not to mention Jiangtou Road.
In case of a cold current, the first river is fragrant with Mei Shufen. What an elegant month, but I can't help but feel melancholy in my dream until I feel like a festive plum and a sad rain. Plum blossom is a kind of lonely fragrance, which makes lovers sad, but I like abnormal thin loss for you?
Rouge lead powder is naturally indelible. A thin plum leans out of the bamboo, just like a beauty, leaning alone on the bamboo at dusk on a cold day. In the courtyard at dusk, no one enjoys the fragrance, and the wind is thin and the snow is falling. It also ignores the fragrance of the plum tree.
How elegant the thin shadow under the moon is, but I can't help but feel melancholy in my dream. When the plums turn yellow, it will be a heartbreaking rain. Plum blossom is my narcissism, which makes my lover sad. You know, for you, I am as thin as Shen Yue.
4. "Young man, dry reputation after rain, Wei Qing buys wine as flowers and birds."
Song Dynasty: Ye Mengde
Falling flowers dance in front of the style. Send yellow rain again. Half of Xiaolai's courtyard is red. Only the hair is so weak that the sky is clear, Wan Li.
Yin follows the shadow. Better have a glass of wine. Beauty doesn't have to be frowned upon. I am also sentimental and helpless.
The fallen flowers have danced in front of the wind, once again sending away the wind and rain at dusk. Since the early morning, the yard has been full of half a falling red flower, and only tulle is swaying in the clear sky.
We used to swim hand in hand in front of the flowers and enjoy the wine in the cup. Advise the beauty not to frown and worry because of hurting the spring, and say goodbye. When this wine is finished, my friends will be separated. I am very helpless and very emotional.
5. Jiutian Shuige
Song Dynasty: Han Qi
The billiard hall destroyed the ancient pavilion, and this family will celebrate the Double Ninth Festival.
Although I am ashamed of the pallor of my old nursery in autumn, I can see the fragrance of yellow flowers in the evening.
The wine is mellow and overcooked, and the crab claws don't need to be sanded first.
In recent years, drinking is difficult to rise and fall, and the spirit is still crazy.
The halls of Chi Pan have collapsed, and the ancient pavilions are desolate. I am here to receive guests and spend this wonderful Double Ninth Festival with them. Although I am ashamed of the dullness of the old garden in autumn, just like my old face, please look at the integrity of my old age, just like the fragrance of blooming Huang Ju.
The newly brewed wine is mature and mellow. Crabs are already fat and tender, so you don't have to wait for first frost in autumn. In recent years, the binge drinking has been hard to push back, and only high talent is still strong.