Poetry about husband and wife joining hands for ten years

1. "Huanxi Sand"

A flat boat with a painted curtain. The old wife learns to drink and talk with her. Poems spread all over the south of the Yangtze River. The ape hangs down in the forest to peer at the inkstone, and the deer lies in front of the rock to watch the sail being furled. The cuckoo sounds like a ring in the chaotic water.

2. "The Collection of Hundred Worries"

Recalling the fifteenth year of the year, my heart is still a child, and I am as healthy as a yellow calf walking back. In August, pears and dates ripen in front of the court.

The tree can be climbed a thousand times in one day. Now that I am suddenly fifty, I can only sit and lie down and only stand a few times.

The strong will smile to the master, but the sadness will bring all the worries in life. The entrance was still empty.

My old wife saw that I had a different color. The stupid boy doesn't know the father-son etiquette, so he asks for food in anger and cries about Mendong.

3. "Farewell to the Elderly"

If the surrounding suburbs are not peaceful, the elderly will not be at peace.

When all the descendants are killed in battle, how can I finish it alone?

Throw your stick and go out, and your colleagues will be miserable.

Fortunately, the teeth are still there, but the bone marrow is missing.

Now that the man has introduced his body, he bows to say goodbye to his superior.

The old wife lies on the road and cries, her clothes are single at the end of the year.

Who knew it was a farewell to death, and the cold was injured again.

You will never come back if you go here, and I was advised to have an extra meal.

The earthen gate wall is very strong, and it is also difficult to climb the apricot garden.

The situation under Ye City is different, but even in death it is still wide.

There are separations and separations in life, so why not choose aging?

Recalling the old days when I was young, I sighed deeply when I returned late.

All the nations were conquered and garrisoned, and the mountains were covered with beacon fire.

The accumulated corpses are smelly of grass and trees, and the Kawahara pills are bleeding.

Where is the land of paradise, where I dare to linger.

Abandoning the humble dwelling will destroy the lungs and liver.

4. "Jiangcun"

The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet.

The swallows in the hall come and go, and the gulls in the water are close to each other.

The old wife draws paper to make a chess game, while the young child knocks needles to make fishing hooks.

All ailments require is medicine, what else can a tiny body need?

5. "Ten Poems on Mountain Dwelling"

The old wife is tired of sewing, and the foolish son is tired of terrestris.

Who can tell me if I am poor? I am so tired and I have made a mistake.

The mountains are half cloudy and can be plowed, and the springs at the foot of the mountains can be drilled.

Xuan Mian also came here in a grand way, how can he be as long as he was yesterday?