Poetry about death 1. What are the poems about death?
Poems mourning the dead include:
1, Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi's Twenty Dreams in the First Month" in Song Dynasty.
Original text:
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Translation:
It's been ten years since you and I said goodbye, but it's still hard to look at each other after all. Thousands of miles away, that lonely grave has nowhere to pour out its sadness to you. Even if the husband and wife met, you wouldn't recognize me. I'm covered in dust and my temples are like frost.
Last night, I dreamed of going back to my hometown, and you were dressing in front of the cabin window. You and I are silent and sad, only tears flow thousands of lines. It is expected that the place where I missed her in the past was on the short Songshan Mountain on a bright moon night.
2. The Three Mournings of Mei in the Northern Song Dynasty (I).
Original text:
We are a couple, and now it's seventeen years altogether. It's not enough to be with each other, and now it's gone forever!
How long can my hair stay in the body, and how long can this body last? The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears.
Translation:
We have been married 17 years. It's not enough to be with each other, and now it's gone forever!
I saw white hair on my temples. How long can this body last? It's not far from being in the same cave with you, but I still have tears when I die.
3. Three Elegy Poems by Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty (Part II)
Original text:
There was no wine before, but now it's empty. Spring mash gives birth to floating ants, when can we taste it better!
Before the food box was full of me, I stood by crying. If you want to speak silently, you want to see things without light.
I used to sleep in Gaotang County, but now I live in Huangcao Township. Once you go out, you will come back healthy.
Translation:
When he was poor, he had no wine to drink. Today's libation is all wine. Spring wine is fragrant and frothy. When can it be tasted again?
The delicious food is in front of me, and my relatives and friends are crying beside me. Want to talk silently, want to open your eyes and see nothing.
I used to sleep in Gaotang, but now I sleep in the countryside. Once buried, there is no hope of turning back.
4. Three mourning poems of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty (part two).
Original text:
I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.
Translation:
Doing nothing, sad for you, sighing for me. Life is short. How long is a hundred years? Deng You's childlessness is fate, and Pan Yuebai mourns his wife.
Even if we can be buried together, we can't talk about feelings. What an illusory hope it is to become attached to the afterlife. I can only miss you all night with my eyes open to repay your eyebrows that you can't stretch out all your life.
5. Two Song Dynasty Lu You's ShenYuan (Part Two).
Original text:
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
Translation:
It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to talk about.
I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.
2. Poetry about death
White horse article Cao Zhi
Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death.
Dai Bei men xing Bao Zhao
Give your life to the Lord, and die for the country.
Chivalrous Li Bai
As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.
Du Fu in Shu
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
The hut was broken by the autumn wind, Du Fu
Suddenly I saw the house in front of me, and it was enough for me to freeze to death alone.
Lihe Yanmen Taishouhang
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
Show your son a land trip.
I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was still sad to see Kyushu.
Li Qingzhao's quatrains
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.
Guo Yangwen Tian Xiang
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Painting Chrysanthemum Zheng Sixiao
It is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown into the north wind.
Tan sitong, the wall in prison
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.
Ji Hongchang, a just poem.
I hate not being able to die against Japan, and I am shameless today.
3. Poetry about death
Tao Yuanming's three elegies
This poem is very long, but the last four sentences are famous, as follows:
Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung.
What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.
The original poem is as follows:
Where there is life, there is death, and sooner or later there is no fate.
Last night, I was the same person, but today I am in the ghost book.
Where the soul is scattered, it will be dry and empty.
A charming child cried from his father, and a good friend caressed me and cried.
If you don't know the gains and losses, you can feel right and wrong!
Long live the century, who knows the honor and disgrace?
But I hate drinking enough when I'm alive.
There was no wine before, but now it's empty.
Spring mash gives birth to floating ants, when can we taste it better!
The old man cried beside me before the food box was full of me.
If you want to speak silently, you want to see things without light.
I used to sleep in Gaotang County, but now I live in Huangcao Township.
Once you go out, you will come back healthy.
Weeds are boundless and poplars are rustling.
In mid-September, severe frost sent me out of the outer suburbs.
No one lives on all sides, and the high graves wither.
The horse cries to the sky, and the wind is depressed.
It's not a thousand years since the secluded room was closed.
A thousand years later, there is nothing the wise can do.
Always send people away and return to their homes.
Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung.
What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.
4. Poetry about death
dirge
[Qing] Wang Shizhen
On strangers, birds are singing and grass is fragrant.
Fish scales are wrinkled by wind and water.
Jiangnan red beans are bitter,
Every year, flowers bloom in memory of you.
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a surname
Several close-ups of Qing Jian's exchanges,
Why do beautiful women feel sorry for themselves?
Sad spring and flowers are gone,
Crying a warbler to death can't bring it back.
Mourn for Xue Tai
Bai Juyi
Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.
I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
See Yuan Jiu's mourning poem for this.
Bai Juyi
Night tears secretly sell the bright moon, and spring heartbroken peony court.
There is no medicine in the world to cure this disease, only four volumes of Shurangama Sutra.
Don't be a doctor
[Tang] Xue Tao
Falling flowers don't burn the phoenix, and climbing the Qinling Mountains is even more bleak.
An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
We are a couple, and now it's seventeen years altogether.
It's not enough to just look at each other, let alone donate for a long time.
How white my sideburns are, I would rather be safe for a long time.
The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
Every time I go out, it's like sleepwalking, and everyone just manages.
I'm still lonely when I come back, so who should I talk to?
Sleepless nights, lonely fireflies fly in my ears, and geese cry in the sky.
There is nothing more painful in the world, the spirit of the needle.
Three elegies
[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen
Never cut it short, how dare you ask heaven.
I have met countless human women, and no one is more beautiful and virtuous than my wife.
For example, if a fool lives long, why not forge his year?
Endure this priceless treasure and be buried in Jiuquan.
5. Poetry about death
I smiled at the sky from the horizontal knife, leaving my courage and courage behind-Tan Sitong.
Although I came back today, I still walked on the cloud-Yuan Mei.
Whoever believes in innocence knows the fame and fortune in the world-Yuan Chonghuan.
Autumn rain makes people sad-autumn rain makes people sad-autumn rain makes people sad
On the day of Julian Waghann's northern determination of the Central Plains, his family did not forget to tell Nai Weng-Lu You when they offered sacrifices. ........................................................................................................................................................
Don't be afraid of death, leave innocence in the world-Yu Qian
Eternal farewell-Cao Cao
At the age of one, I will die in the spring, and I will die for you to the end.
Asking what love is in the world makes people commit themselves to life and death.
Heroism is still too empty, and Dan Xin shines through the ages. I have never served my country in my life. I left it to my loyal soul.
When I die, I know that everything is empty, but I am sad to see Kyushu.
There are many talented disciples in Jiangdong, and it is unknown to make a comeback.
Peng wounds are different, and there is no difference between life and death. Learning without life is not as good as learning, and without life, there is no extinction-Bai Juyi
Life is like a smile on the lips of death, like a remnant leaf splashing blood on our feet.
-"Feeling" by Li Jinfa
It's better to go home at night than sigh about the road on earth. "-Pan Chongti (Qing)
After 70 years in the world, it belongs to the old nymphs. The Taoist couple in Songshan also came to the same place, smiling and pointing to the yellow-flowered white crane in front. -Yan (Qing)
Born in death, died without injury. Dead people are almost the same as dead people, so you can drift in other towns. "-Tang Bohu ("Tang Bohu ")
So angry at the unevenness of mountains and rivers, the Central Plains has no owner to take advantage of sorrow-Jiang Yiwu (wartime commander-in-chief who fired the first shot of Wuchang Uprising)
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, so we can keep the history of our painter-Wen Tianxiang.
6. What poems describe "remembering my dead father"?
1, "Injury to Spring" (five unique) Spring rhyme enters the garden and smells good, but it is difficult to leave wine to ask the sunset. 2, "Beppu" is just a change of scenery on earth, a new dawn in the sky, telling the father's soul. 3, "Remembering Father" (the seven wonders) It is difficult to say goodbye to my father's family in the prosperous times. "Thinking of Father" (four unique) Spring thunder is fierce, and it is hard to believe in the realm of kindness and strictness. When can I plough the land again? I dreamed that tears were silent. 5. "Thinking of Father" (four unique) Drunk wind, drunk rain, drunk home, difficult filial piety, high hall, sighing homesickness, who can solve it? 6. "Yongmei" (Four Musts) Qiao Mei is proud of snow, likes independent winter, and falls for nine years, often recalling the past.
I feel relaxed when I leave office and sweet when I go home. 9. "Remember the birthday of Wang Sun" The dead branches are still borrowed from Chun Lv, and the grass is tender and fragrant.
Walking in the clouds, Du wept for the dead, but Xiang Xuan didn't answer. 10, "Missing Father" (new rhyme) May flowers are everywhere, and I miss my father every year.
Love snow, no shadow, love to spend half my life. 1 1, "Late Autumn-Stay in Fear" Last year, I was sad for that rainstorm, and I dreamed of hating Taiwan for the rest of my life.
The old trees on the hedge have residual leaves, and the pine trees on the ridge reflect the old age. If the bluebird can send a letter from home, the chrysanthemums will bloom the most.
12, "Huan Xi Sha Nianfu" recalls no bleeding and feelings, and can't hold money and tears. Songtao bird is also sad! Cut off yin and yang, who knows if it is cold and warm for ten years. The head of the night sleeps and endures? 13 "Sacrificing Father" (Seven Laws) is like a drama of life, full of worries, romantic dreams, leisurely writing the world of mortals dance, singing all over the world with wine, and receiving a pillow of acacia. Where is it full of homesickness? I hate asking who intercedes to drive cranes to Xianyou, and only poems are offered to pay homage to Xingzhou 14. "Qiu Si" (Seven Laws) The maple leaves in the distant mountains are getting red, the residual lotus on the lake is fragrant at dusk, and the frost and autumn lead to the abandonment of the child, and the shadow is unparalleled. Life is like a play, time is short, and there are traces in the diary. There are 15 and "spring injury" (seven laws). The east wind hunts and sends the cloudy spring drizzle to moisten the scenery, and the New Year is silent. How many things have happened in life? The real celadon lamp is still in the green tea, and the orange fruit is dragging the branches.
Stare like a father's smile, and God's tears will flow forever. In March, osmanthus flowers filled the courtyard, and monkeys were teased together.
Family ties last forever. When yin and yang are broken, the wild goose crosses the hope.
17, "Seven Rhymes (New Rhyme) Injury" bleak cold wind freezes bones, desolate geese mourn all over the sky. God is tired and cold, and his body is only covered with snow.
The warmth of a loving father finally comes true, and the filial piety of a child is doubtful. Hedgehog chrysanthemum is as independent as a river bank, and I look forward to a faint mist.
18, "Xijiang Moon, Seeing Things, Thinking of Parents" Where are the yellow flowers everywhere in the spring rain and the leaves falling in the cold wind? Rhododendron wept blood and wet clothes. Does Yan Jun know in the spring? Sweet-scented osmanthus blooms several times, and the sky is strange and the leaves are green.
Sound and sound are always remembering. Wake up in a dream at night! 19, "Partridge Day" is separated by Yin and Yang, and I don't know for ten years.
It is often an illusion to just smile and wave when you come back. Think of the past, vaguely remember that reunion is actually heartbreaking! I am ashamed of my filial piety, but I can only write articles to comfort Chu.
20, "Seven Fathers" (new voice) dreamed of his father, woke up in tears and wet his clothes and towels. Before his death, he was amiable and his ears were always full of heartfelt voices.
Easy-going and wise, frugal and persevering. If you don't love fame and fortune today, you need diligence tomorrow.
There are also some sentences for reference: 1, walking alone on the road at dusk, blowing a cool breeze. Against the setting sun, the yellow autumn leaves danced lightly to bid farewell to the branches. How sad it was.
I miss my father, just like leaves attached to trees. Thought of here, I can't help tears. Looking at the mountains and resting in the garden is the home I chose for my father. When the mountain is green, my father can sleep there.
3. Out of the window in the middle of the night, memories are old sadness, tears of missing, and pain of missing. When I dream back at midnight, I can't forget the tears in my father's eyes ... 4. My mood hasn't improved in the past few days, and I feel depressed when I miss my deceased relatives. In a blink of an eye, my father's voice will occasionally appear in my dreams, still so thin, and I feel very sad to see his body from time to time, but this year's Tomb-Sweeping Day, my father's big picture, will also go with him.
7. What ancient poems describe the death of a loved one?
Three mourning poems
-Jin (Pan An)
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Time flies, winter goes and spring comes. Cold and summer are easy to flow.
A son's son returned to the poor spring. Heavy soil will be separated forever.
Any selfish person can follow. It's no good staying too long.
I am loyal to my life. I want to go back to my original service.
Look at Lu and think about him.
There is nothing on the screen. There are traces of calligraphy.
The fragrance never stopped. The legacy is still on the wall.
Disappointed because it is, or exists.
Like a bird in the forest, you can live on both sides once.
Like a fish swimming in Sichuan.
The spring breeze is coming. The morning light dripped from the eaves.
When do you forget to sleep? Worry is growing day by day.
It's not good several times, but the village can still hit.
Secondly,
The moon is in the bright window. Look at the south end of my room.
Qing merchants should arrive in autumn and stop in summer with the festival.
The cold wind is rising. It's just summer.
How can you say that there is no heavy burden? Who is as cold as people of the same age?
There is no difference between old age and cold age.
Show pillows. Chang quankong
The bed is empty and the dust is clean. The room was empty and I came to Hengtai.
Li Ling is not alone.
I sighed for a long time. I can't feel the tears on my chest.
It is safe to touch the chest. Sadness begins from this.
Sleep keeps your eyes alive. I can still hear it.
The shame of Wu in Dongmen. Shame on Zhuangzi.
Write poems to express one's ambition. This ambition is hard to restrain.
Life can be helpless. Qi Long made himself contemptuous.
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Yao Ling is lucky. Four generations have passed away.
Sad morning dew condenses. A strong night breeze.
I can't mourn for Li Shu My appearance will never disappear.
I miss yesterday. Who knew I was dead?
Obey state affairs. Mourn for the private enterprise system.
Yi Yin opened the old house. Looking forward to sacrifice.
When have you ever sacrificed for him? The moon suddenly disappeared.
Once the robe is destroyed, it can never be found again.
A month and a week. I feel sorry for you.
Sadness comes with feelings. Lacrimosa has to respond to feelings.
Talk about Dongfu. Look at the grave and think about it.
Wandering between the graves of the market. I can't bear to go back.
I can't bear to stay.
The leaves are on the edge. Dead leaves occupied the corner of the grave.
Lonely soul. Know the soul but know nothing.
Give your heart and obey your orders.
Who says the Forbidden City is far away? The road is extremely sad.
8. What are the poems about death?
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
-"Two Poems of Shenyuan" Interpretation of Lu You in Song Dynasty: I am about to turn into a piece of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I still come here to mourn and cry. On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.
-"Li Bais Tomb" Interpretation of Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty: By the quarrying river, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are seen from a distance. Fine hemp, coarse hemp, put on cold air and drill skirt corners.
I think of my wife's death, and it is really considerate of my heart. -"Green Clothes" pre-Qin anonymous interpretation: thin gingerbread and thick gingerbread, put on air-conditioned diamond skirt.
I miss my dead wife. I really understand my heart. Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
-"Recalling Dreams on the 20th Night of the First Month of Jiang" Interpretation by Su Shi in the Song Dynasty: After they died for ten years, they missed each other but were at a loss and could not meet each other. There are dead birds in the wild, but white grass can cover them.
A woman fell in love with spring, and Ji seduced her. -Pre-Qin interpretation of "There are dead scorpions in the wild": there are dead deer in the wild, and the white thatch is constantly wrapped.
There is a girl in love, and boys chase her to tease her. If you die, who will be the only child? -"Huashan Ji Jun is Dead" Interpretation of the Northern and Southern Dynasties: Since you have died for me, how can I live alone? Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history.
-Interpretation of Wen Tianxiang in Song Dynasty: Who can live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a patriotic heart that reflects history. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
-"Untitled Time" was long before I met her, and it was longer after my separation. Interpretation of Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty: Spring silkworms don't spin silk until they die, candles burn to ashes, and wax oil dries up like tears. Once it was broken by an earthquake, some brave people lost it, and then the ladder stone pile was hooked.
-"Difficult Road to Shu" Interpretation by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty: The landslide and the ground cracked, and the five strong men of Shu were crushed to death, and the ladder path between the two places began to connect. Just to return the king, sword and death. -"Yemen Taishouxing" Interpretation of Li He in the Tang Dynasty: Just to repay the king, holding a sword and dying.
9. What poems describe the death of friends?
1. Dream Micro
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.
Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.
You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.
Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?
2. Li Bais Tomb
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.
Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems.
As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.
3. Crying Li Shangyin
Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue
The word "Ji Cheng Xing Lang" means "mountain", and it is appropriate to go back to Gaorang with a sigh.
The branches and leaves of the Ci forest are exhausted in three spring, and learning the sea is dry overnight.
The wind and rain blew out the candle, and the name grew between the teeth.
You should just climb the tree outside the object and walk to the altar in your dress.
Empty negative lingyun talents, life never open-minded.
Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come.
A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner.
Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station.
4. Tomb of Cai Zhonglang
Tang dynasty: Wen
Wild flowers are everywhere in the ancient grave in spring, and it is said that the corps commander has a back. Today's love is not what it used to be, so don't throw yourself into it.
5. "Send three funeral songs, the third one"
Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen
I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years is my seventy years old? . No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain. Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are. I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows.