Qing Qing Zi pity, the in the mind leisurely, even if I don't go, don't Zi Ning also inherited the sound?
Qing Pei, I miss Long. Even if I don't go, I won't come, will I?
Pick Xi to reach Xi, at the gate of Xi, I can't see you for a day, such as March Xi.
Ling Bo is just Hengtang Road, and the more you look at it, the more fragrant it is. Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a house with locked windows, is a place only known in spring-He Zhu's Jade Box.
The Book of Songs
There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that.
Xiao Lang lotus root silk is long, and silk lotus root smiles at Xiao Lang.
I won't miss you all my life;
Only lovesickness is harmful to lovesickness.
The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flying catkins, and the gas is so weak;
Here is a wisp of fragrance, looking forward to a thousand dollars wandering;
When did the certificate come later?
It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.
I live at the source of the Yangtze River.
You live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day,
* * * Drink Yangtze River water.
When will the water stop?
"Huanxisha" is a poem describing longevity.
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
Shoujiu was overjoyed. Zhu Yan has a white moustache.
When they are 100 years old, they just reproduce and divide. After marriage, the children were left to worship,
Safe and frequent kai yang letter. I go to Shou Xingtu every year.
Poetry 1: Happy birthday to Shuidiao.
Spread your wings and sing the Spring Festival Evening, and the sea comes from Lingfeng.
No matter how big the waves are, white clouds are blowing everywhere.
In our nature, accustomed to rain or shine, saves energy and bullies frost and snow.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Where the sun and moon fly, the air is magnificent.
With the boat, I feel the world and meaning.
Wind and smoke years, love can melt snow-capped mountains.
Laughter can be indifferent to rain or shine,
A clever pen judges the poor.
Heavy wine today, I wish you a long pine.
Poetry 2: Happy Birthday
The grass and sand outside the sunset are beyond the reach of the whip.
Let's spend this summer in sorrow and joy, and still be happy with lofty aspirations!
It's better to get drunk today than in the past.
The sun is also rising, and the industry is becoming more and more prosperous, just like the tide is always surging!
Poetry 3: Happy Birthday to Qinyuanchun
As time goes by, flowers bloom and you are old.
Looking back on my career in Xingtan, I have limited well-off, lost my classroom and great love.
Dedicate youth, burn wisdom, and train talents with Dan Xin forever.
Looking back, I am happy that the fragrance floats on the stranger and the flowers bloom.
Born to be open-minded, I regard rolling the world of mortals as leisure.
Let us be full of sadness, condensed into paper and ink, and turned into clouds.
In the same boat, husband and wife meet, and be immersed in love before them.
At the head of Nanshan, Qian Mu often met and decided to return to China.
Poetry 4: Happy Birthday
Hide Peng Kun in Xiushui Castle Peak,
For three thousand years, every grain of dust has never tasted.
I woke up drunk in the east corner,
The ugly cow dreams at sunset.
Poetry 5: The Moon as a Window to Celebrate Birthdays
The moment is about * * *, and look at the early calyx of plum blossom.
When I heard about the bandit king, I felt more than 20, and the wind was light.
A new moon, as thick as Amo.
Shake your hands for a while, and drink a thousand cups alive for a while.
Poetry 6: Happy Birthday Poetry
It's only a short distance,
Clutch backup hate.
How many vicissitudes did fate experience when it disappeared from providence?
Zeng Daojun's birthday,
Congratulations song.
Spring is there every year,
I am very happy.
But the water is empty,
Exhausted by the wind,
Affectionate and heartless. Are there similarities and differences?
Poetry 7: He Shouqing's Golden Wedding
I happened to meet a golden wedding on my birthday.
Jin Zun wine is full of jade sound.
After difficulties and obstacles,
The road is bitter, and the bitter spring is fifty.
Show filial piety by caring for each other,
Live together, unite as one.
Children and grandchildren are happy around their knees.
Lush leaves and lush doors.
Poetry 8: Seven Laws: Thank your classmates for their birthdays.
Hua Jia is happy to open the year of Ding Hai,
Nanshan gave me nine peaches.
Old classmates respect life on the internet,
Dear Guiquan in girlfriends' poems.
Bode bowed and thanked him,
If you do nothing, how dare you surprise Xian again?
Jade is said in the depths of the ocean,
Hand in hand with Sanshan is immortal.
Poems describing misty rain are sent to the strings. May you play in the still night. Smell acacia, rhyme will be light.
The bullet was destroyed, and the wine was destroyed. The misty rain is hazy and drunk, and the sky sends poems.
The world of mortals is dripping with eternal attachment and crystal clear. When you look at the world of mortals, you will remember that the world of mortals has disappeared. I gradually woke up from my dream, wiped the sweat from my forehead, but vaguely fell into the same dream, a colorless dream, a colorless dawn. Sit on the top of the mountain, turn the page of heaven and earth, slowly absorb and gently put the breath into your body. In the sky, a drizzle gently slides down, awakening the voice of the earth and raising a gentle sun.
A pair of muddy feet in the world of mortals, on a white dividing line, tells the story of time between day and night. Looking back, we can see the sleeping soul of ancient poetry, the rolling dust of Jinge iron horse, the lonely boat driven to the end of the world by travelers, the passers-by who have broken the time, the bitter frost in the distant cold, the drifting candlelight, the lost spring flowers, and the forgotten petals of residual flowers taking on their own destiny or longing. The world of mortals, like misty rain, dripped the hearts of many lovers. A pair of muddy feet in the world of mortals ran around in the misty rain, and a crescent moon stood on the eaves of the misty rain world. It was the delicate fingertips that sprinkled the white Yin Hui into the years, as if there were a little less frost, swaying countless mottled shadows, which turned out to be a wet and silent time. As the saying goes,
No one knows when we will satisfy what we desire. More often, we just keep thinking about each other, the spring when flowers are floating in the wind, and the autumn when maple leaves rustle, until the sky is covered with snow and the years pass. Time will not stop because of feelings, time will only go by itself. At some point, it will move back and forth. In the softest place in your heart, a gentle pumping will be accompanied by a pain to correct your heart. ...
The beauty of misty rain and red dust is particularly vague. It's like a piece of paper that is soaked, crumpled and discarded, then tied up and pushed away, and different shades of ink splash at will. No matter how far and close you look before and after, or how carefully you look up and down, there is no difficulty at all. Like a phantom, they are all shades of black. Like human dreams, chaotic world, chaotic world, chaotic world and chaotic universe seem to never stop. The drizzle is like smoke and tears, and the vague sleep is moved and excited by this vague existence. I smiled knowingly. At the moment, I don't mention singing, and all the birds stop singing. This fuzzy black is so quiet that I can hardly hear my heartbeat.
Without fatigue, there would be no meditation on misty rain and the world of mortals, erasing the lonely fantasy. The damp wind came back from nowhere, and the history of misty rain culture fled one after another. The footsteps like scattered sand crushed the ladder of edification and longing, and the long rhyme was empty. The strings of the violin are broken, the poets who taste wine are scattered, the footsteps of falling flowers have gone with the running water, and the mud is still there. I can't see the delicate feelings of the world of mortals, nor can I understand the entanglement of the world of mortals. It is said that butterflies can't fly over the sea, and acacia can't stand the temptation of the world of mortals, but it is ever-changing and will eventually return to its original point. Everything has changed. What I can't grasp is the passage of time. I want to travel through time and space and collect all my feelings, but there is a reluctance in the gap of my soul. In the struggle, I swam to an unknown place and saw fireworks shining in the dark. The beauty of that moment is abnormal, but it is an illusion after all. After the silence, I wonder if there are still tears dripping gently in my eyes. ...
Chun Yan is whispering ancient ballads, the flute is melodious with the love dream of green shoots, and the path is bumpy with the song of life. Heart, quietly intoxicated in the poetry of sunset swimming, gentle spring breeze, gently turn misty rain and red dust into green melody.
The footsteps of summer suddenly slipped from the transparent cicada wings. Small river, the hustle and bustle of running breaks the silence of misty rain and red dust, slaps the pentium dream, hits the middle-stream water, and the carefree laughter of teenagers condenses the beauty of summer; The silent pride of the waves flies over the throb of misty rain and the world of mortals.
In the autumn wind, the smoke is gentle, the first long cry of returning geese is born, the pupils are rich and flashing, and the strings of harvest are playing on the giant piano in the field. A stem with clear ears shines brightly in the misty rain and red dust.
The snowy area in winter is silent. Facing the dusk of a snowy night, there is a heart as clear as water. Long-term yearning and attachment are the whispers of misty rain and red dust in the wind. Through the silence of winter, thoughts beat my back like misty rain and red dust mountain.
Finally, the voice of thought burst, and the dream sail of the world of mortals is ... >>
Golden Gate, an ancient poem describing women's secret feelings.
Feng Yansi
As soon as the wind blows, it will wrinkle a pool of spring water, lead Yuanyang into the fragrant path, and caress the red apricot with your hand.
The duck is lazy and lonely, and the jade scratches its head obliquely. I can't see Jun Jun all day, but I can smell the magpie's happiness when I look up.
Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
well
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.
How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
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What are the poems describing the breakdown of feelings? I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. -Zhuo Wenjun's "White-headed Song"
Like snow on the mountain, jiaozi is like the moon in the clouds.
I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you.
Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.
I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning.
When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.
I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever.
The bamboo pole is curled and the fish tail is twisted.
Men value spirit, why use money and knives?
Chun Fang, five colors, Qin is still in the imperial army, and the new sound replaces the old! Jinshui has a honeymoon period, and the Han Palace has water. This is new, and the embarrassing people in the world don't know! Zhu's string is broken, the mirror is out of sight, and he looks at Lulu, smells fragrant, sings with white heads, and leaves sorrow. Try to eat as much as possible, don't miss my concubine and accompany you on a long trip! -Zhuo Wenjun's farewell book
Broken ancient town poems to prove women's realistic dreams
I used to sip the light of pain
No longer believe in dirty commitment packages.
I found it again by the lake Meng Han.
That long-lost sad image
Slightly arrogant and lofty.
White to pure boiled plasma
So in my north,
Light up "an immortal lamp"
"Peach blossoms bloom again" is an extension of "corn"
Spend the emerald summer in four seasons.
On a lonely day
The power of warmth still exists.
Poetry has temperature.
Seasons blur the boundaries.
Ideas grow high on the hill.
Living in colorful Yun Ni, singing.
I don't know what resentment is anymore.
Want to cry is a squeezed tear sac.
I don't know what pain is.
Heart call is a splitting wound.
I don't know what love is.
Dreamcatcher is already a pillow person.
Doomed to be blocked by low mountains and shallow waters.
Danger has long lurked in the hot sun.
It is doomed to be broken by the scene of MengMeng.
The omen has been cold in the dark dream.
I won't raise my sword at this moment.
Cutting myself makes my poetry even more tragic.
At this moment, all I can do is grab the rope.
Kill my feelings and stop my sin from expanding.
Lake Meng Han is just a beautiful dream.
But she has been engraved in my heart and collected by my soul.
Although the spring rain in the ancient town only lasts for a short time.
But she moistens the land and is my forever cooking food. ...
20 12 September 14
There are seven-rhythm poems with the word "cloud-vision interaction", which are as beautiful as charm, and the winning lover invites you. Love for a hundred years, you will know when you move your mind.
Poems chanting peach blossoms describe famous poems chanting peach blossoms.
In the poems of past dynasties, there are countless poems about peach blossoms, such as: "The demon of peach blossoms burns its flowers (The Book of Songs Nan Zhou Yao Tao);" "The grass is green in the rain and the peach blossom is red on the water" (Wang Wei's Wangchuan Bie Ye); "A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, and the lovely deep red reflects the light red" (Han Yu's Peach Blossoms with Old Leaves); "The duck's head is thick with spring water, and the peach blossoms on the water surface make spring noodles" (Su Shi's farewell poem); "Peach Blossoms and Red Rain" (Li He's Into the Wine); "Small peach blossoms break two or three flowers at the beginning, and the afterglow is deeply scattered" (Li Mixun's "Hating Love") ...
Taohualing
Spring is warm outside the peach curtain, and morning makeup is lazy inside the peach curtain.
There are people in the peach blossom curtain outside the curtain, and people are not far from the peach blossom.
Taohuasi Song Tang Yin
Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian;
Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.
When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers;
Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots;
Cars, dust and horses are rich and interesting, and hops are poor.
If wealth is compared with the poor, one is in peace and the other is in heaven;
If I am poor, I can only do nothing.
Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for watching * * *;
Look at the tomb of Wuling heroes, no flowers, no wine, no hoes and no fields!
The artistic conception of Wang Wei s pastoral;
Peach is full of rain, willow is full of spring smoke.
The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.
It seems that peach blossom water is everywhere, and I don't know where to find the fairy source. Wang Wei
(2) It is not a ghost or a fairy, but peach blossom water. Xin Qiji
③ It's getting late in Lipeng Lake, the peach blossoms are moist and the spring is full.
(4) Peach blossom water in spring bank of Fenglin, Yun Fan. Du Fu
(5) Angle in the limelight, peach blossom muddy white.
The peach blossom curtain is still open outside, and the people in the curtain are better than the peach blossom show.
Flowers help people understand softness, and the curtain folds and the wind blows.
The wind blows the curtain full of flowers, and the spring scenery in front of the court is sentimental.
Idle moss courtyard door is empty, railings stand on their own feet.
People lean against the east wind and stand beside the peach blossoms.
Peach blossoms are full of fallen leaves, and flowers are full of red leaves.
What kind of rouge is bright, and the color of flowers is charming.
If a person's face is compared to a peach blossom, then from the perspective of peach blossom and safflower, the face is beautiful.
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
-Don Cui Hu: South of the City
Seven-link peach
Wuling's hometown is full of feelings, thinking of peach blossoms like a dream.
Colorful today is better than the past, and fairyland can be staged in Jin Dynasty.
The heartbreaking riverside is coming to an end, and the staff are standing on the weekend.
Crazy catkins go with the wind, and fine peach blossoms chase water.
-Tang Du Fu: "Poems and Fu Wandering"
The trees are full of beautiful red flowers.
In the Millennium, it will show that people make chemicals.
-capacity: peach blossom
DOG looked at the family in the west, and several trees blossomed.
Afraid of the east wind doing evil, red as rain falling on the window screen.
-Liu Song Chang: "Peach Blossom"
In February, the wind and rain returned in spring, and the peach blossom felt fleeting.
There are still three thousand trees in the residual red, which is not as good as a blooming flower.
-Qingyuan Mei: "Peach Tree"
The peach in the night curtain is redder, and the bamboo in the window looks strange.
You know, the official is waiting in the sky, so you are forbidden to be with Xianlang.
Tang Hanyu's Peach Blossom in the Louvre
On the river, people's peach branches shed their hedges in the cold spring rain.
Shadow is tempted by clear water, but wind is jealous of safflower.
Tang Du Fu's poem "Looking at the fallen flowers before a stormy boat"
Chiba peach blossom is better than a hundred flowers, and the lonely banyan is soft in spring.
Teach and avoid vulgarity, and the Qin people will know that the old couple in Kuayuan.
Tang Yangping's Peach Blossom in Chiba
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple)
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun! (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
Peach blossoms fall, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao. (Du Fu's "Qujiang Dujiu")
The grass is green, the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are messy. (Jia Zhi's Spring Thoughts)
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. (Zhang "Yu Gezi")
Peach blossoms follow the running water all day. Where is the cave in Qingxi? (Zhang Xu's Peach Blossom Creek)
Peach is full of rain, willow is full of spring smoke. (Wang Wei's "Pastoral")
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. (Cui Hu's "Titian Chengnan Village")
Peach Blossom Flowing Water (y m 40) suddenly goes away, and there is a world that is not human. (Li Bai's question and answer in the mountains)
Peach and plum compete for fragrance, and only Lao Mei is self-centered. (Wang Mingmian's "Mei Mei Tu")
Peach blossoms bloom first in spring, and no one can see clearly.
Unfortunately, the wind is blowing behind, and the dark red patches are dotted with strawberry moss.
Peach Blossom by Tang Zhou Puyuan >>
There are sentences about carpe diem in ancient poetry, such as flowers can be folded straight, but they must be folded, and don't wait until there are no flowers.
Golden thread robe
a certain person
I advise you not to cherish golden clothes, and to cherish youth.
You can fold flowers straight, don't wait until there are no flowers.
This is a popular lyric in the middle Tang Dynasty. It is said that Li Kun, the envoy of Zhenhai in Yuan Dynasty, loved this word very much, and often ordered my concubine Du Qiuniang to sing at banquets (see Du Mu's Poems of Du Qiuniang and his own notes). The author of the lyrics has been unable to verify. Some anthologies of Tang poetry are titled Du Qiuniang's works or Li Yong's works, which is incorrect.
The meaning of this poem is very simple, which can be summed up as "Don't lose the good times". This is a kind of thought and feeling that everyone has. However, readers feel that although their feelings are simple but strong, they can linger in people's hearts for a long time and have incredible charm. Every poem seems to repeat a single meaning, "Don't lose a good time!" "And every sentence contains subtle changes, repetitive but not monotonous, circular and urgent, forming a beautiful melody.
The first sentence is the same as the second sentence, both of which begin with "advise you" and the word "pity" appears twice, which is the reason for the repetition of the two sentences. However, the first sentence says "no regrets" and the second sentence says "no regrets". The meanings of "Mo" and "Xu" are just the opposite, forming repeated changes. These two sentences are very poetic. "Golden robe" is a gorgeous and precious thing, but it "advises you not to cherish it". It can be seen that there is something far more precious than it. This is the "youth" that "advises you to cherish". Why is this happening? It goes without saying that "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time", which is as expensive as gold. "Spin a thousand pieces of silver and come back!" ; However, youth is only once for anyone, and once it is gone, it will never come back. However, the world is puzzled by this, and there are many people who love money like life and waste their time. Over and over again, "Advise the King" pays tribute to the way of hospitality in a conversational tone, with a strong song flavor and touching charm. Two sentences, one negative and one positive, deny the former and affirm the latter, which seem to be divided and combined, forming the first repetition and chanting in the poem, and its melody rhythm is slow.
Three or four sentences constitute the second repetition and chanting. Poetically, it is similar to a sentence or two, or it means "don't lose a good time" In this way, in addition to the repetition between sentences, there is also great circuitous repetition between the upper and lower parts. However, the expressions of the two couplets are different. The first couplet directly expresses the mind, which is the law; The second couplet is figurative and figurative. So repetition still changes. Three and four are not arranged in the same order as one and two, but they are symmetrical in meaning. What if the first sentence says "flowers" and the second sentence says "no flowers"? How to say "Xu" in the previous sentence and "Mo" in the next sentence, there are also pros and cons. The meanings of the two sentences are closely related: "flowers must be folded straight" means "cheer for me through the end of spring" from the front, and "not waiting for flowers to empty branches" means "cheer for me through the end of spring" from the back. They seem to be the same, both of which are the continuation of repeated "advising the monarch", but the intonation rhythm changes from slow to warm. The phrase "can be folded-straight must be folded" has a short rhythm and great strength, and "straight must" is more emphasized than the previous "must". This is a bold song about youth and love. The enthusiasm here is unrestrained, not only frank and bold, but also vivid and beautiful. The word "flower" is seen twice, and the word "fold" is actually seen three times; The clouds of "empty ink" and "empty ink" in the first part of the couplet naturally constitute the beauty of palindromes overlapping. The natural and ingenious repetition of this series of words, sentences and connections makes this poem catchy and the language catchy. In addition to formal beauty, the artistic conception of poetry has changed from a slow cycle to a warm turmoil, which also constitutes the internal rhythm of poetry, which makes people feel more thrilling to read.
There is a kind of lyrics, as simple as one or two sentences, which can gain touching charm through skillful composers with beautiful melodies and repeated chanting; However, the poem Zoysia japonica is simple and not monotonous, with the characteristics of reciprocating changes. As an independent poem, it has been swaying, not to mention being sung by music in the Tang Dynasty. No wonder it is so fascinating and widely circulated.
Another remarkable feature of this poem lies in the novelty of rhetoric. Under normal circumstances, the figurative techniques in old poems are often used in combination at the beginning of the poem; The quatrains are often followed by scenes and feelings. This poem is an abnormal example. It is unique in that it is endowed with interest, first of all, comparison, then emotion, and then scenery. The phrase "don't cherish the golden coat" is a blessing, but it is exciting to use things to control violence. The bottom line of the poem is metaphor, which is also a poetic continuation of the previous sentence "You must cherish your youth". You don't need to express your feelings in the way of "life geometry". You use flowers (the symbol of youth and love) to make your life better than teenagers, and you use folded flowers to make your life better than Mo ... >>
Seeking the 16-character sequence of ancient poetry about broken love thread
( 1)
Poetry, when will Hongye go to the stream?
The autumn wind is dark, but who knows.
(2)
Love, Hui Jian (Zhuo) loves self-improvement.
Looking back frequently, the waves break two peaks.
Among them, my first poem, with a poem, expressed the loneliness of a beautiful woman who was alone in the boudoir with the allusion of "Poems on Red Leaves". The story of "Poems on Red Leaves" has different versions, all of which are recreated with reference to previous works. The following two stories are made for the same:
Coincidence of marriage
During the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, the poet Gu Kuang once picked up a poetic pole outside the palace wall, and the poem said:
"A person in the palace, no spring every year. Ask a leaf and give it to your lover. "
Gu Kuang replied:
"Liu sorrow see warbler crow, Yang maids heartbroken. You are not idle, who is the leaf in that poem? "
The maid-in-waiting replied:
"A leaf poem out of the Forbidden City, who pay alone. White talk is not as good as the waves, and the ripples take the spring and blow. "
It is said that this matter reached the emperor, so there was a precedent for putting ladies in the palace.
When I was in Tang Xizong, a young man named Yu You came to Chang 'an to study for the exam. Stroll to the back wall of the palace and take a nap before the exam. A stream flows out of the palace, and many red leaves float into the distance. Suddenly, he found a red leaf with handwriting and fished it out of the water. He saw a poem on it: "Why does the water flow too fast? The palace is full of leisure. If you are diligent and thank Hongye, you will win the world. " Deliberate, sincere, euphemistic and touching. I went back to my residence, dried the red leaves and put them in a box. Pick up a red leaf by the river with a poem on it:
"What's the rush? The palace is full of leisure. If you are diligent and thank Hongye, you will win the world. "
Yu Youren wrote on the red leaves: "I heard that the leaves are engraved with red grievances. Who wrote the poems on the leaves?"
10 years later, Yu Youren has won the list and become an official. At that time, it was the Tang Xuanzong dynasty. He wrote to "retire from the palace", dismissed 3,000 ladies-in-waiting, and "promised to be a hundred officials" so that he could be the dependents of officials. Yu Youren was lucky enough to marry a maid-in-waiting named Han Cuiping. On the candlelight night, he remembered the floating leaves in the Royal River, so he picked up a leaf and asked who wrote the Cuiping in the palace.
Han Cuiping was surprised to find that Hongye was her own masterpiece, and she was filled with emotion. Unexpectedly, there is such a clever marriage in the world! She quickly told Yu You that this was "written by my concubine in those days". Looking back at the loneliness in the palace, I can't help but sigh: "At that time, I accidentally wrote a poem on the leaf and went with the water. I didn't expect my husband to be here. "
Cui Ping also showed Yu You a leaf. Coincidentally, it was Yu Youren's handwritten poem: I heard that Ye wrote a poem about red resentment. Who did Ye write a poem for?
Han Cuiping wrote:
"A couplet is a beautiful sentence that has been full of thoughts for ten years. Today, I have become a husband and wife friend, and I know that Hongye is a good media. "
What a romantic love story this is.
For thousands of years, poems and allusions on red leaves have been widely circulated. Red leaf poems enter the water, conveying deep bitterness and telling the faint pain in the heart, which is sympathetic; Red leaf poems express the beautiful feelings of unwilling to sink and yearning for the true feelings of the world, which is admirable; The marriage of red leaves, the perfect combination of heaven and earth, and all one's wishes come true, satisfying people's helpless and ethereal expectations and envy.
This is exactly: how much tenderness between heaven and earth, how much lingering between human beings, how much meditation in noise, how much expectation in tranquility, how many red leaves turn into, accompanied by breeze, swaying on the banks of Taixu River.
The allusion used in the second poem is: "Hui Jian cuts the string".
Travel Notes of Vimalakīrti Sutra and Bodhisattva: "Break the thief with the sword of wisdom." Buddhism refers to wisdom as a sword, which can cut off all troubles. Master Xuanjue of Yongjia said, "A gentleman is a big sword, like Prajna Paramita. Not only can it destroy the mind of the outside world, but it has long been lost. " In the poem "Falling Hair" by Wu Yun, a monk in the Qing Dynasty, he said: "Worry is inextricably linked, and it all depends on the sword." Vividly illustrates the significance of hair loss. Among the worldly troubles, love is the most fascinating. To learn Buddhism is to cut off feelings with wisdom and a sword, so that life can be freed.
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