Precious ancient poetry
Two incense burning songs with Huang
Song sushi
Ten thousand volumes of fine print,
Dazzling only your position.
A puff of smoke cooled the fire,
I am old and idle for half my life.
Su Shi also felt that he had spent half his life, as if he had only smoked incense for a few minutes, and he was old, weak and his eyes were dim. The sense of helplessness about the disappearance of life is nurtured in that white hair.
Half my life has passed, and the years have passed. Wind and rain have gradually learned what is worth having.
Chaozhongcuo
Song Li Zhiyi
Poor sky and dangerous fence,
Snow dance is in its infancy.
Picturesque inside and outside,
Obviously not like this world.
Where did you get the fame, the article was sloppy,
Sigh for years.
It's too late to come back alone,
I've been a lonely fisherman all my life.
Just like Li Chi Ngai leaning against the bar, seeing the picturesque scenery, lamenting that when he was young, he pursued fame and fortune and wrote articles everywhere. Instead, he felt that he might as well go fishing alone and spend the rest of his life at leisure.
Send Chu Shi a sinus.
Don Du Xunhe
Don't get drunk in the water, but I'm awake today.
Half my life has been wasted by wine. When will a big country be good?
General Liu is at the seaside, and the star is on the horizon.
Visitors can't see it, and the spring scenery is chaotic.
Time flies, Guanghua has passed away.
Today's Du Xunhe, although not as restless as the destruction of the country, is often lost in life.
I don't know who will spend the rest of my life with me.
How long can a moth's eyebrows turn? After a while, the crane was in a mess.
The journey of life, suddenly drifting, has not had time to experience the temperature changes of the four seasons sunshine, then touched the sunset, then walked into the long night.
sunset
Tang Qiji
The night shines on the high platform, and the bells and horns remind you.
How many times can I sell it? It's half my life.
Leaves flutter in the wind, and colors return to the air.
Thinking about ancient personnel has become more dusty.
The wind blows the leaves, the bell rings, the dusk is faint, and the sunset will set. In a blink of an eye, life has passed more than half.
I am full of thoughts and depressed, but I can't escape the shackles of time.
Life is so cruel that it can't be changed. Why not cherish the present and reduce regrets?
Who stands with you at dusk? Who asked you if the porridge was hot? Who will turn off the lights with you? Who * * * have you studied for half your life?
Buxu
Don Sikontu
Mother's teaching is not enough,
Three Long Yuan sent down the kettle.
Shao Yun rhymes with vulgarity to stop the evil spirits,
Luan crane flies low and blows treasure furnace.
No matter whether you are a parent or a child, no matter how gorgeous the fireworks are, there is always a time to fall. Stay with people close to you, and don't regret it.
Precious poetry
1, a hundred gold buys a horse, a thousand gold buys a beauty, and ten thousand gold buys a noble knight. Where can I buy youth? -Qu Fu
2, don't wait, white young head, empty and sad! -Yue Fei
3, an inch of time and an inch of gold, an inch of gold is hard to buy. -"Augmented Sage"
If you don't come back in the prime of life, it will be difficult to get up in the morning. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one. -Tao Yuanming
5, Sanchunhua is good, you must learn early. Flowers bloom and fall, and life grows old. -"precious time"
6. Flowers will reopen one day, and people will no longer be young. -Guan Hanqing
7, Xiao Jue Yan Fang film is low, vaguely lost in the dream of the country. What makes people old in the world? It's half cock and half horseshoe -Wang Qing's "Hotel"
8, angry and rushing to the crown, leaning against the column and raining. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy. Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. The sky is empty —— Song Yuefei's "Man Jiang Hong"
9. Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? . Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness. -Don Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou Tower.
10, young people are eager to learn, but it is difficult to get old. An inch of time is not light. I can't feel the dream of spring grass in the pond, and the leaves in front of the steps are autumn. -Zhu's My Poems
1 1, tomorrow is tomorrow, how many tomorrows! Tomorrow will never come. If the world is tired tomorrow, it will go to Qiu Lai as a veteran in spring. What can you do tomorrow in a hundred years' time, watching the dusk flowing east and the sunset setting? Please listen to my song tomorrow. -Ming Wen Jia's Song of Tomorrow
12, turn on the light at five o'clock in the middle of the night, this is the time for men to study. Black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, but white head regrets reading poetry late. -Yan Zhenqing's Persuasion
13, reading is already deep in spring, and an inch of time is an inch of gold. It is not Taoism that mocks, but the teachings of Duke Zhou are devoted to the study of Confucius. -Two White Deer Cave Poems by Don Wang Zhenbai
14, last night's circle is not tonight's circle, and the full moon is twelve degrees a year. How many teenagers can I get, but I doubt I will lose my virginity. -Anonymous "Singing the Moon"
15, go upstream, hold on, and retreat to Chihiro. The ancient cloud is a pity today, but it is more important to cherish the second yin. -Dong "Precious Time"
16, no media path, grass rustling, Yunlin has been far away from the city since ancient times. There is only white hair in a fair world, and there is no pity for your head. -Don Tu Mu's "A Unique Skill of Sending a Hermit"
17, advise you not to cherish the golden robe, and advise you to cherish your youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one. -Don Du Qiuniang's "The Witch"
18, a new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
19, Kwai is in Qingqing Garden, and the morning dew is waiting for the sunrise. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither. The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age. -Han Yuefu Long Songs
20. Yesterday was yesterday. How nice it was! I am very annoyed today. The world regrets yesterday, but does not feel that today has passed. Water flows every day, and less time is spent in the sunset. Today's career is successful, don't wait until tomorrow to regret today. -"Yesterday"