1. Ancient poems about understanding
Arriving home at the end of the year
(Qing Dynasty) Jiang Shiquan
My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. .
The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are fresh with ink marks.
When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships.
I am ashamed of my son and dare not sigh in the dust.
Poem of Crying Mother
[Modern Times] Qu Qiubai
It is not considered a close relationship when one is poor, and new tears are added to the blue shirt.
No one asked about hunger and cold on this day, and fell into the body of my beloved son in front of the spirit.
Changed the poem to give it to his father
Mao Zedong
The boy was determined to leave his hometown,
He vowed not to return the favor if he failed to become famous.
There is no need for a graveyard to bury the bones.
There are green hills everywhere in life.
In the autumn of 1910, Mao Zedong left his hometown of Shaoshan.
This poem he wrote before leaving was inserted into the account book that his father read every day as a farewell. 2. Poems about mutual understanding
The Golden Threaded Clothes
Author: Du Qiuniang Tang Dynasty
I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes, but to cherish your youth. .
Flowers bloom and must be broken, don’t wait until there are no flowers left.
Untitled·It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet
Author: Li Shangyin Tang Appreciation of generations
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
The spring silkworms will not be exhausted until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes and tears will not dry up.
In the morning mirror, the clouds on the temples have changed, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.
There is no way to go from Pengshan, and the blue birds are diligent to visit
The night rain is sent to the north
Author: Li Shangyin Appreciation of the Tang Dynasty
When you asked about the return date, the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.
How could you cut the candles from the west window and say that it rained in Bashan night? At that time.
Passing by my old friend’s village
(Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran
My old friend brought chicken millet (shǔ) and invited me to Tian’s house.
The green trees border the village, and the green mountains slant outside.
Open the xuan noodle garden (pǔ), and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.
Wait until the Double Ninth Festival, and come to buy chrysanthemums. 3 . About the understanding of poetry
This little poem was written to Zhang Ji, a member of the Ministry of Water Resources. Zhang Ji is the eighteenth among his brothers, so he is called "Zhang Shiba". The style of the poem is fresh and natural, almost colloquial. It seems ordinary, but in fact it is anything but ordinary. Han Yu himself said: "Difficulty and poverty often lead to mediocrity" ("Send Wubenshi Back to Fanyang"). It turns out that his "blandness" was hard-won.
The best sentence in the whole article is "the color of grass looks far away but is not there up close". Just imagine: In early spring in February, in the north, when there are still icicles hanging on the treetops and under the eaves, where is spring? Not even a shadow was seen. But if it rains a little, the next day, lo and behold, spring is coming. The rain's feet gently walked across the earth, leaving traces of spring, that is, the first spring grass buds sprouted. Looking from a distance, it seemed hazy, as if there was a very light green color. It is the color of early spring grass. Looking at it, people's hearts are suddenly filled with joyful business. But when you get closer and take a closer look with infinite joy, you will see sparse and extremely slender buds on the ground, but you can't see the color clearly. The poet is like a skilled ink painter, using his water-soaked brush to reveal a hint of green, which is the color of grass in early spring. Looking from a distance, there is nothing like it, but when you get closer, you can't see it. This sentence "The color of grass looks far away but is not there up close." It can be said that it captures both the near and far, and expresses the spirit of the empty space.
The background of this coloring is the thin drizzle falling on Tianjie (a street in the imperial city). Looking at the grass color through the raindrops adds a hazy beauty to the grass color in early spring. And the light rain is as moist as cake. Crisp is butter. After being nourished like this, can the color of the grass not be new? With such a background to set it off, how could the color of the grass not be beautiful?
At the end of the day, the poet also made a comparison: "It is better than the smoke and willows that fill the imperial capital." The poet thinks that the color of grass in early spring is many times better than the scenery of smokey willows everywhere in the city. This is because the color of grass, which “looks distant but seems invisible”, is unique to early spring. It is soft and full of moisture, symbolizing the spring return of the earth and the renewal of everything. And what about Yanliu? It's already the time when "willows and smoke pile up", not to mention that it's "all over" the city, so it's no longer rare. By late spring in March, the colors are thicker and less attractive. The use of contrasting techniques like this is different from ordinary writing. This is a double writing method in order to highlight the characteristics of spring.
"Things are rare and valuable." The color of spring grass in early spring is also very delicate. "There is no youth in the New Year, and we are surprised to see grass buds in early February" (Han Yu's "Spring Snow"). This is a state of mind. The harsh winter has just ended, and the remaining cold is still severe. When I suddenly saw this wonderful color of grass, I couldn't help but feel surprised and happy. These light greens were the only decorations on the earth at that time; but in late spring, "the grass and trees know that spring will soon return" (Han Yu, "Late Spring"). At this time, no matter how green the wicker branches are, people have no intention of looking at them, because It lacks that sense of freshness.
My little brother is not talented and can only borrow flowers to offer to Buddha! 4. What are the poems that express "I can understand you"
1. The king was dissatisfied and returned to the southern mountain. But don’t ask again, the white clouds are endless. ——"Farewell" Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: You said that because you were unhappy with your life, you returned to your hometown and lived in seclusion next to Zhongnan Mountain.
Just go ahead, I don’t need to ask anymore, look at the white clouds floating endlessly.
2. Knowing each other is of no use in times of crisis. ——"Jun Ma Huang" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: The friendship between brothers can only be deep in times of crisis and can they become acquaintances. What good is it if it is just one person?
3. Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, with a heart of ice in a jade pot. ——"Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: My friend, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me, just say that I am still as cold as a jade pot and stick to my faith!
4. Those who know me tell me that I am worried; those who don’t know me tell me what I want. ——"Mu Li" Pre-Qin Dynasty Anonymous
Translation: People who can understand me say that I am sad in my heart. People who cannot understand me ask me what I seek.
5. Boya is good at playing the drum and harp, and Zhong Ziqi is good at listening. ——"Bo Ya Jue Xian" Anonymous
Translation: Boya is good at playing the qin, and Zhong Ziqi is good at listening to the sound of the qin.
6. I am connected with the branches of the tree, and I am one body with the son. ——"Old Poems of Su Wu" Han Dynasty Anonymous
Translation: What's more, we are flesh and blood brothers connected by branches. You and I come from the same body.
7. It’s snowing in the evening, can you have a drink? ——"Asking Liu Nineteen" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: It is getting dark and heavy snow is coming. Nothing more needs to be said. Can I have a drink? friend!
8. Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. ——"Two Songs of Farewell to Dong Da" by Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: Don't worry that the road ahead is bleak and you don't have a confidant. Who in the world doesn't know you?
9. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of the night. ——"I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: I place my sad thoughts on the bright moon, hoping to accompany you with the wind to the west of Yelang.
10. There are close friends in the sea, and they are as close to each other as far as the end of the world. ——"Sending Du Shaofu to Shuchuan" by Wang Bo of Tang Dynasty
Translation: As long as you have close friends, you will not feel far away in the world. Even though we are far away from each other, we feel like we are close neighbors. 5. Poems about lovers knowing each other and understanding each other
How can I die if I have success? I am willing to be a mandarin duck but not to envy the immortals. ——Lu Zhaolin
I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. ——Bai Juyi
Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! ---"Shangxie" from "Eighteen Songs of Han Ciao".
The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming"
If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? - Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"
Entering the king is like dust from the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They have different ups and downs. When will they meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building"
I can't bear to pay a thousand gold for a smile? After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other. -Shao Ruipeng's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
Lovesickness gate, you know that I miss lovesickness painfully, long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless love. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.
-Li Zhiyi's "Divination"