1. Verses about recalling memories (what are the verses that express recall of memories)
Verses about recalling memories (what are the verses that express recall of memories) 1. Expressing memories, memories What are the poems of
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Parting with you means that we are both eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors at the end of the world.
< p> ——Wang Bo's "Send Off to Shaofu Du to Shuzhou"2.
Send off Wang and his grandson again, full of farewell love.
― ―Li Bai's "Send Off to a Friend"
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The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandsons return?
——Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland"
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The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willow-colored.
I urge you to have another glass of wine, and there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.
——Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi"
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< p> Enter Wu in the cold and rainy night, and see off the guest Chu Shangu in the bright light.- Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"
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Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future, and no one in the world will know you.
——Gao Shi’s "Farewell to Dong Da"
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Peach Blossom Pond Water Three A thousand feet is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me.
——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun"
8. The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
< p> ——Li Bai's "Send Off Meng Haoran to Guangling"9. Send you off at the east gate of Luntai, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
——Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow to Send Off Wu" "The Judge Returns to the Capital"
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Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.
The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sun sets outside the mountain.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, there are only a few close friends.
A ladle of turbid wine has exhausted the remaining joy, don’t sleep in the cold tonight.
——Li Shutong’s " Farewell"
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It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by feel like they are dying.
I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
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——Du Mu's "Qingming"
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Spending the Qingming Festival without flowers and wine, the mood is as dull as a wild monk.
Yesterday's neighbor's house Begging for new fire, sharing the reading lamp with the dawn window.
- Wang Yu's "Qingming"
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Fifteen years ago, at the end of the month, we met each other. I once wrote a poem about flower appreciation.
Looking at the flowers and the moon today, they look alike, and my feelings are as peaceful as those of the past.
——Li Qingzhao's "Occasionally"
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Last year on the Lantern Festival, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.
The moon was on the willow branches, and people met after dusk.
This year on the Lantern Festival, the moon and the lights were still the same.
Missing the person from last year, my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
——Ouyang Xiu, "Shengchazi·Yuanxi"
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On this day last year, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color.
I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze.
——Cui Hu's "Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital City"
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Throughout the ages, there is no hero to be found, Sun Zhong is looking for a place.
On the dancing pavilion and singing platform, the wind is always swept away, and the rain and wind blow away the grass and trees in the setting sun, which is ordinary. In the alleys, humane slaves once lived.
I think back in those days, when we were brave and powerful, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. /p>
Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road.
It is worth looking back at the sacred shrine and drums under the Buddha and Li Temple.
Who asked, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?
——Xin Qiji's "Forever Happiness"
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This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at the time.
——Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
2. Verses related to memories
Verses related to memories
1: When the kite gets tired of the sky, does it Will he fall into the sea without looking back?
2: The broken promises, the yesterday that cannot be put back together.
3: Only with memories can life be enriched and years filled with poetry. If you indulge in memories, your youth will inevitably become pale, and your heart will become sad even if you are a stone-hard person.
4: Memories are like lamps, illuminating the heart. It allows you to see clearly that the darkness in your heart is not your own flaw, but that you misunderstood and ignored it due to the angle of illumination.
5: Life is actually a lonely journey, and no one can accompany you to the end. The brief encounter is just a foreshadowing of the next parting. Hiding coldly, taking advantage of the opportunity to come out. All the pain and beauty will eventually pass away slowly with the river of time. Until there is no trace and nowhere to be traced. In the end, there is still some faint sadness and memories left.
6: With good friends by your side, hell becomes heaven! The only rose without thorns in the world is friendship.
7: The wings of birds vibrate in the air. It is a noisy and harsh sound, full of fear, a flow of uncertain destination.
8: The most regrettable thing in life is to give up easily what should not be given up and stubbornly persist in what should not be persisted.
9: Memories are like an old song record on an old gramophone, covered in dust and scars. Babbling, babbling, babbling, babbling, it seems to be talking about the desolation of a life that is shattered from ordinary times, and it is like reading through the endless vicissitudes of time.
10: I once thought that the star that belonged to me would never fall, but when it really fell, I discovered that there really is no eternity in the world.
11: There are no ifs in life, only consequences and results. The past will never come back, and what comes back will no longer be perfect.
12: Youth has dreams, but old age has memories. The recklessness of youth, the regret of old age.
13: Falling in love is a feeling. When this feeling is no longer there, I am still forcing myself. This is called responsibility! Breaking up takes courage! When this courage is gone, I am still encouraging myself. This is tragic!
3. Poems expressing reminiscences and memories
The Xiaoyu and Xiaofeng enter the ninth level, the kite rain falls on the mortal world, the jade face is played by the flute, the lovesickness breaks the soul, the beauty chants, the sound of Xiaoxiao wars with the soul of the drum , The fish in the jade face is drunk in Kyushu.
A beauty is like a famous general, how can white hair show up in the world. In commemoration of the Qingming Festival by Du Mu During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. Qingming Festival Wang Yu There are no flowers and no wine during Qingming Festival, and the mood is as dull as a wild monk.
Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and Xiaochuang was given a reading lamp. Qingming Festival by Huang Tingjian The peaches and plums smile during the Qingming festival, but only sorrow arises in the wild fields and graves.
Thunder shakes the sky and earth, dragons and snakes sting, and rain falls on the grass and trees in the countryside. People beg for sacrifices for their arrogant concubines, and it is unfair for scholars to be burned to death.
The virtuous and foolish people know who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil ***. Qingming Festival Gaozhu There are many tombs in the mountains in the north and south, and Qingming festivals are held in various ways.
The paper ashes turn into white butterflies, and the tears and blood turn into red cuckoos. The fox sleeps on the grave at sunset, and returns home at night in front of the laughing lamp of his children.
If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop reach the nine springs. Qingming Day Banquet at the Taoist Priest's Room with Plum Blossoms by Meng Haoran The forest is full of sorrow and spring is over, and the pavilion is opened to view the splendor of things.
Suddenly I met the Blue Bird Envoy and invited him to Chisong's house. Dan Zao is on fire at the beginning, and the peaches are blooming.
If you can keep your childish face, why would you regret being drunk and drifting into the clouds! On the Qingming day, I sent Wei Shiyu to be demoted to Qianzhou. Bai Juyi. On the lonely Qingming day, the Sima family was in depression. Leave the glutinous rice and cold porridge, and put out the fire to make new tea.
If you want to say goodbye, you can have no wine, but if you want to stay together, there are also flowers. Where to move south? This place is far away.
Watching prostitutes dancing and listening to guest poems on Qingming Day Bai Juyi Watching the dancers are like jade, listening to the rhymes of the poems are like gold. Qiluo smiles from Xu, and the string instrument may sing.
It’s a pity that the spring breeze is old and the wine cup is too deep. Say goodbye to flowers and send cold food, and feel at ease at this time.
Qingming Night by Bai Juyi Good wind and hazy moon On Qingming Night, the blue-green pavilion and the red pavilion are used by the governor. Walk around the corridor alone and rest, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret.
On the Qingming day, I climbed up to the Laojun Pavilion to look at Luocheng and presented it to Han Taoist priest Bai Juyi. On the Qingming day, I saw the scenery and fireworks, and the city was filled with songs, sorrows and joys. Why don't you follow Dongluoshui? Whose family will be buried in Beimang Mountain.
There are endless carriages and horses on the middle bridge, and there is no idle time for boats and sailing on the lower bridge. The tombs are crowded with people, and Liaodong is disappointed to see the cranes fly back.
Qingming is the event Meng Haoran The Qingming Festival is important in the emperor, and people are worried about themselves. The sound of cars is heard on the road, and the east city is green with willows.
Flowers and grasses grow together, and the orioles and butterflies perform. Sitting in the empty hall reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting to get drunk.
Birds are chirping, the road is quiet, flowers are ruining the sky.
Ming Yu is ashamed of his generation, and he is imitating the old man in hanging silk. The old tourists have disappeared, and I feel melancholy in the east of Luocheng.
On the Tomb-Sweeping Day, the Dragon Gate Tour will be open. They all went to Luoyang and looked south at Yichuan Palace.
The waves ride on the gentle breeze, and the Qingming Festival sends off the Fengyue. Two mountains are moving in the forest, and thousands of niches are seen in the water.
Luo Bian is covered with Yang silk, and the fragrant root is covered with moss. The crowd is not happy yet, but they are afraid that the fragrance will stop.
Hanshi went to Wangmen early on the Qingming day to lead Li Qiao. Tourists flocked to Liang's residence and entered Chutai towards the light. The locust smoke disperses at dawn, and the elm fire blooms in spring.
The sun brings a clear rainbow, and the flowers come with early butterflies. The majestic wind rides on the festival, and the rest blows light dust.
The flowers are swaying, and the orioles are flying around.
The song list is passed down in Green Bay, and the flag is danced at Red Bridge. The gentle wind responds to the law, and the drizzle does not touch my clothes.
Accepting kindness is like changing fire, spring goes and spring comes back. Qingming Banquet, Si Xun Liu Langzhong's Farewell Industry, Ancestor Yong, The Tian family has returned to its close ministers, and having fun does not violate relatives.
The garden is beautiful on Jiri, and the Qingming fireworks are new. Only by virtue of one's own virtue can one make friends.
The pond shines through the window in the dark night, and the cup smells of fragrant medicine and spring. Flowers cover the ground in front of the eaves, and birds peek outside the bamboos.
Why live in seclusion in Taoyuan? After the Qingming Festival, I climbed up to the city and looked out. Liu Changqing. After the Qingming Festival, the clouds and mountains looked in front of me.
Hundreds of flowers are as old as before, and new smoke is coming out of thousands of wells. There is no open space in the color of grass, and the river flows into the distant sky.
Where is Chang'an? It points to the sunset. On the Qingming Day, I recall my brothers Wei Yingwu. I often get sick if I eat cold food, and I feel anxious when I open my lapels.
Finally, I missed my old county, and the fireworks filled Qingchuan. The apricot porridge is still edible, and the elm soup has been slightly fried.
I only hate that my dear dear Yan has to sit and spend these beautiful years. 1. The meaning of farewell to you is that we are both eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and we are like neighbors across the world. (Wang Bo: "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou") 2. Sending Wang and his grandson off again, full of love for each other.
(Li Bai: "Farewell to a Friend" 3. The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandchildren return? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass") 4. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. . I urge you to have a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any friends.
(Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi") 5. It's cold and rainy at night, and I'll see you off in Chu Shangu. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower") 6. Don't worry, no one in the world knows you.
(Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da") 7. Peach Blossom Pond. Three thousand feet is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun") 8. The shadow of the solitary sail is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen in the sky.
(Li Bai: "Send to Meng Haoran in Guangling") 9. Send you off at the east gate of Luntai, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow (Cen Shen: "Song of Bai Xue as Judge Wu Returns to the Capital") 10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the sky is green with green grass. The sound of the willow flute lingers in the evening wind, and the sun sets outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, my close friends are half gone.
A ladle of turbid wine is spent, and I will say goodbye to the cold tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell". ).
4. Poems describing nostalgia for the past
1. Poetry: Last year, in this door, the peach blossoms reflected each other's faces
From: Tang Dynasty. ·Cui Hu's "Inscription on Nanzhuang in the Capital City"
Interpretation: Last spring, in this family's house, I saw the beautiful face and the peach blossoms complementing each other, making them look extremely rosy
2. , Verse: This feeling can wait to be recalled, but the copy was already lost at that time
From: "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The feelings of joy and sorrow, how can we wait for today. Come to reminisce, but I was careless at that time, and I was already at a loss.
3. Poetry: After the floating clouds parted, the water flowed for ten years.
From: "The Happy Reunion on the Huaihe River" by Wei Yingwu in the Tang Dynasty. An old friend from Liangchuan/A happy meeting with an old friend from Liangzhou on Huaishang"
Interpretation: After parting, it is like floating clouds, and the years are like flowing water.
4. Poetry: Peach and plum spring breeze. A glass of wine lights up the rivers and lakes during the rainy night for ten years.
From: Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Sending Yellow Letters"
Interpretation: In those days, people watched peaches and plums drinking fine wine in the rivers and lakes. Down and out, we have been separated for ten years, and I often miss you while listening to the autumn rain.
5. Poetry: I have been dreaming of Yangzhou for ten years and won the reputation of a brothel.
From: Tang Dynasty Du Mu's "Reminiscences"
Interpretation: Ten years of indulgence in Yangzhou is like a dream, but when you wake up and look back, you end up with a reputation as a ruthless woman among the brothel girls.
5. Poems about memories
1. "Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and is cool alone" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde, who misses the west wind and is cool alone, with the rustling yellow leaves closing the window, meditating on the past
Don’t fall asleep due to drinking, and the fragrance of tea will disappear when you gamble on books. It was just ordinary at that time. Translation: The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague.
Taking a nap after drinking, the good spring weather is blooming, gambling in the boudoir, the clothes are full of the fragrance of tea, the ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled. 2. "Qing Ping Le: In the Snow Every Year" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao: In the snow every year, I often put plum blossoms to get drunk.
There is no good intention in moving away all the plum blossoms, and you will be filled with tears. This year, everywhere in the world, Xiao Xiao’s temples are blooming.
It depends on the wind coming in late, so it should be difficult to see plum blossoms. Translation: When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms.
Later, although I had the plum branch in my hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I just rubbed it carelessly, but my clothes were stained with tears. When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and my short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray.
Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it is probably difficult to see their splendor. 3. "Magpie Stepping on the Branch·Six Curved Ladders Nestled against the Green Trees" Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi's six crooked railings nestled against the green trees, the willows spread out their golden strands in the gentle breeze.
Who moved the zither to the jade pillar, and the petrels flew through the curtain. My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain.
The orioles talk nonsense while sleeping, and the good dreams are nowhere to be found. Translation: In the green grove, a unique and quiet small building is quietly independent, with its twists and turns of railings tightly nestled against the green trees, and the two complement each other.
The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the light yellow, tender green, and silky willows sway their waists and sway in various ways in the wind. The spring light is bright, the sky is clear, the gossamers are curling, and the catkins are flying. This is the scene of late spring. Just when the apricot flowers are in full bloom and extremely beautiful, it starts to rain lightly.
In the midst of such deep feelings, she couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep. While she was sleeping soundly and sweetly, she was awakened by the crisp chirping of an oriole outside the window, and her sweet dream could no longer be found. 4. "Two Poems on the Garden of Shen" from the Song Dynasty: The setting sun on Luyou City paints a corner of mourning. The garden of Shen is no longer an old pond. The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and the shadow of a startled bird once came.
The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing. This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it.
Translation: The sound of painted horns on the city wall seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion. The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a sudden dragon.
It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Garden are too old to spit out their cotton. I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, but I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.
5. "Partridge Sky: A guest talks about fame and fame in memory of his youth" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji was in his prime, holding a banner and holding thousands of men, and he suddenly rode across the river on a brocade horse. The soldiers of Yan sung at the silver barbarians at night, and the arrows of the Han Dynasty flew towards the golden servant girls.
Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. But he exchanged ten thousand words of military strategy for his boss's tree-planting book.
Translation: When I was young, I led more than 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry across the Yangtze River. The Jin soldiers were preparing their quivers at night, while our Han army shot arrows called Jin Pugu at the enemy early in the morning.
Reminiscing about the past, I lamented that the spring breeze could no longer dye my white beard black. I think the tens of thousands words of strategies that can pacify the Jin people should be exchanged for books on tree planting with people in the east.
6. What are the ancient poems about memories?
1. Looking at the flowers and the moon today, they are similar, and my feelings are as peaceful as those of the past.
2. The meaning of farewell to you is that we are both eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.
3. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
4. The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandsons return?
5. Entering Wu at night in the cold and rainy night, I see off my guests in Chushangu in the bright light.
1. Looking at the flowers and the moon today, they look alike, and my feelings are as peaceful as those of the past.
Source: "Occasionally" - Li Qingzhao
Interpretation: Looking at the flower moon today is completely similar to before, but how can I still have the same feelings as before?
2. The meaning of farewell to you is that we are both eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.
Source: "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou" - Wang Bo
Interpretation: You and I are both people who traveled far away from home to seek official positions. You go to Shuzhou , I stayed in Chang'an. Although there is a difference between going and staying, the feeling of saying goodbye at this moment is the same!
3. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Source: "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital" - Cen Shen
Interpretation: The author sent his friend Judge Wu to the east. After leaving the city for dozens of miles, he came to the foot of Tianshan Mountain , so they went down to an inn to say their final goodbyes. It was snowing heavily that day. The author watched his friend walk far away until he could no longer see them, but a string of horse hoof prints were left on the snow.
4. The spring grass will be green next year, will the kings and grandsons return?
Source: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" - Bai Juyi
Interpretation: The spring grass will be green again next year. My friend, will you come back or not?
5. The cold rain came into Wu at night, and I saw off my guests in Chushangu in the morning.
Source: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower" - Wang Changling
Interpretation: Last night, the chilly rain fell on the earth, and the misty rain enveloped the sky in Wudi. When I said goodbye to my friends in the early morning, I felt as lonely as Chushan.