A Dream of Red Mansions' Poem about Cann't Quit You

1. The poem about A Dream of Red Mansions-the spring night is just a thing of clouds, and the frog in another alley is even more unreal. It's cold on the pillow, it's raining outside the window, and people dream of spring. I'm angry because of me, Lacrimosa. Born lazy, I can't bear to laugh often. The glass sill is cool, the water pavilion moves everywhere, and the curtain rolls up Zhu Lou for evening makeup. There is no noise in Yun Xuan in the autumn night, and osmanthus streamers soak silk yarn. Moss locks the stone pattern to sleep on the crane, and the well floats wet crow dew. I took the maid to see Shu Jinfeng, and everyone leaned back to Cui Hua. I stayed up all night because of my thirst for wine and the strong smell of smoke, and dialed the phone for making tea. Winter night, it is already midnight. Childe's golden sable wine is weak, but he likes to wait on his son to try tea and cook fresh snow in time. He had no intention of embroidering late, and hated the bright moon and the cool breeze. The nose is as long as the eyebrows, and the eyes are like stars. There is no sign of broken sandals, and there is a sore in the pickle. He was covered in water and mud. Ask him where his home is when we meet. The flower soul is ruthless, and the bird dream is not surprised. Every child is a gifted scholar and a beautiful woman, and everyone in the world is happy, holding incense alone and leaving the embroidered boudoir. The crying continues, and birds are everywhere. Flowers bloom all over the sky, and the red disappears. Who has pity? Spring is soft, and the falling catkins touch the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk, full of worries, hoes flowers with both hands to embroider the boudoir, and bears the humiliation of falling flowers. Willow pods come from Fang Fei. No matter whether peaches and plums float again next year, who knows that they will be in the boudoir next year? The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless! Although you can peck flowers next year, people will not go to the empty nest. 360 days a year, when the wind, the sword and the frost press each other, the flowers are bright and fresh, and it is hard to find a trace. Flowers are easy to see, but hard to find. Flowers were buried in front of the steps, and tears were sprinkled on the flower hoe alone, and blood was seen on the branches above. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the hoe went to cover the heavy door. The man who looked at the wall with blue light was sleeping, but the window was not found. Flowers and birds are always hard to stay, and birds are ashamed of flowers without words. May slaves give birth to wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers. Where the hell is Xiangshan? Beautiful bones are not collected, and pure land hides the wind. It's better to be frank and lenient than to get stuck in a ditch. Today I will die and be buried, but I don't know when I will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Let's watch the spring flowers fade, that is, when the beauty dies of old age. Without sad songs for me, I don't know when flowers will fall and people will die! Nothing can fill the sky, like years of wandering into the world of mortals. The paper is full of absurd words and bitter tears! Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste? Spoil, you laugh at yourself for being stupid, but the flowers are full of enthusiasm for snow. If you are not sure of your wishes, you will frequently add a period of sadness. When bored, I will gather my forehead and go back a few times. Who cares about the wind shadow, who can overlook the bright moon? On the third and fifth day, the jade fence is full of sunshine. Everyone knows that immortals are good, but their fame is unforgettable! Where will the past and present be? A pile of grass on the wasteland is missing. Everyone knows that immortals are good, but gold and silver can't be forgotten! In the end, I only hate getting together, but I close my eyes for a long time. Everyone knows that immortals are good, and only a good wife can forget them! You said hello on your birthday, and you died with others. Everyone knows that immortals are good, but their children and grandchildren can't forget them! It's not true whether you win or lose a game, but you still wander around. If you want to know the omen of the current ups and downs, you must ask someone who looks on coldly. You look for sorrow and hate for no reason, and sometimes you look like a fool. Even if you are born in a good skin, your stomach is careless. You are down and out, stupid and afraid of reading articles. If you act out of reach and do the opposite, you don't care about the slander of the world at all! Being rich does not know happiness, but being poor is miserable. There is no hope for poor people to live in glory, whether at home or abroad. The world is incompetent, unparalleled in ancient and modern times. It is said that Wanhe: Don't be effective in this shape! Spring dreams disappear with clouds, and flying flowers chase water to the sky. Unfortunately, ancient and modern feelings are endless. Finding someone to marry, the poor debt is hard to repay. Spring hates autumn sorrow, who is beautiful? The moon is hard to meet, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse. Heart is higher than the sky, despicable. Romantic dexterity attracts people's disgust. Life and death are mostly due to slander, and affectionate sons are empty. It is futile to be gentle and smooth. This is the real pain in my life. Since the orphan tree was born in two places, it is a pity that the fragrant soul returns to its hometown, and it is a pity to praise it. The jade belt hangs in the forest, and the golden hairpin buries the snow. For twenty years, pomegranate flowers have bloomed in the palace. In the third spring, the tiger will dream back in the early spring. Only then did I know that I was smart and ambitious. I was born in the last days. When Xiangjiang dies, Chu wants to be clean, and the clouds may not be empty. Poor Xiaoyu finally got stuck in the mud. If the son is a Zhongshan wolf, success will be rampant. Golden ladies have willows, and he went to Huang Liang for a period of time. It didn't take long to see the three spring scenes, and the clothes have been replaced with the makeup of the year before. Poor embroidered mother, lying alone beside the ancient Buddha of Deng Qing. All birds from the last days know that they love this kind of life. ..

2. The poem A Dream of Red Mansions painted by Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai 1: Four dead trees with a jade belt hanging on them; Another pile of snow, with a golden hairpin under it.

Judgment: It's a pity to stop working, but it's a pity to praise talents. The jade belt hangs in the forest and is buried in the snow.

2. Jia Yuanchun painting: a bow with citron. Judgment: In the past 20 years, judging right and wrong, where pomegranate flowers shine in the palace.

Three spring fights for the early spring scenery, and the tiger meets the dream. 3. Jia Tanchun's painting: Two people fly kites, a sea and a big boat, in which a woman hides her face and cries.

Judgment: I am smart and ambitious, born at the end of the world; Qingming tears are sent to the riverside to see, and Dongfeng dreams. 4. Shi Xiangyun's painting: A few flying clouds and a bay of water.

Judgment: What is wealth? Parental disobedience between infants; The beautiful eyes hang oblique light, and the Xiangjiang River died in Chu Yunfei. 5, Miaoyu painting: a piece of beautiful jade fell in the soil.

Judgment: if you want to be clean, you can't be clean, and the clouds can't be empty! Poor Xiaoyu finally got stuck in the mud. (Cheng Jiayuan wrote "Eventually Caught in Mud") 6. Jia Yingchun's painting: A wolf, chasing a beautiful woman, wants to spit.

Judgment: The son is a Zhongshan wolf, and he will be mad if he succeeds; ("descendants" together are the traditional Chinese characters of Sun. ) Golden boudoir is like a willow, and I went to Huang Liang for a while. 7. Jia Xichun painting: An ancient temple with a beautiful woman in it.

Sitting alone reading the scriptures inside. Judgment: It wasn't long before we broke through the three spring scenes, and the clothes were changed to last year's.

Poor embroidered maid, lying alone beside the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing. 8. Wang Xifeng's painting: an iceberg with a mother phoenix on it.

Judgment: all birds from the last days know that they love this talent; Obeying two orders, three people were in a daze, and crying to Jinling was even more sad. 9. Jia Hua: An abandoned shop where a beautiful woman is spinning.

Judgment: if you lose, you will lose, and your family will be ruined. I met a benefactor because I helped Liu. 10, Li Wan's painting: a pot of Maolan, next to a beauty wearing a rockhopper and a Bi Xia.

Judgment: Who is like an orchid in the end after the spring breeze of peaches and plums bears fruit? Envy is ice and empty is water, wasting conversation with people. 1 1. Qin Keqing painting: A tall building with a beautiful woman hanging from the beam.

Judgment: boundless love is in an imaginary body, and it is the main prostitute as soon as it meets; All the words are glorious, and the beginning of trouble is really better. A Dream of Red Mansions Song 1, An Introduction to a Dream of Red Mansions opened a grand dream. Whose kind of love is it? It's all about romance.

Take this day, when you are sad and lonely, try to send your stupidity out. So, in fact, the performance of this golden mourning jade "Dream of Red Mansions".

2, "Lifelong Mistake" Xue Baochai said it was a good marriage, I only saw the Mushi Qianmeng. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.

Sighing that the world is so big, there is a fly in the ointment. Even in Qi Mei's case, the meaning is hard to be balanced. 3. "Curling Eyebrows" Lin Daiyu is a fairy in Yuen Long and a flawless jade.

If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried? One is futile, and the other is alarmist. One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror.

I don't know how many tears there are in my eyes, how to stop autumn from flowing to winter and spring from flowing to summer! 4, "Hate impermanence" Yuan Chun is happy and glorious, and hate impermanence is coming again. Look, throw everything away.

Idle wandering consumes the fragrant soul. Looking at home, the road is long and its Xiu Yuan Xi.

So, I told my parents in my dream: My son's life is in the grave, and my family needs to step back and leave early! 5, "Divide the flesh and blood" explores the spring, sails the wind and rain, and throws the flesh and blood home together. I'm afraid crying will damage my old age.

Tell your parents not to worry. Since ancient times, poverty has led to life. Can't it be grasped? From now on, we will be divided into two places, each keeping safe.

I want it back, don't get involved. 6. "Sorrow in Music" When Shi Xiangyun was young, his parents sighed and died.

Living in the jungle, who knows how to pet it? Fortunately, the hero is naturally generous and never cares about his children's affair. In that way, the moonlight was bright in Yutang.

My fellow has both talent and beauty, and won for a long time. When he was young, he must have folded into a bumpy shape. Finally, the clouds disappeared and the water dried up the Xiangjiang River.

This is the number of ups and downs in the world, so why waste your sadness. 7, "The world is hard to bear" Miaoyu temperament is as beautiful as orchid, and talent is better than fairy. There is little natural loneliness.

Your way is to spit out the meat and see the continuation of the front edge as vulgar; I don't know that people who are too tall in the world are more jealous and more clean. Alas, people in the ancient temple of Deng Qing are getting old, and the red foundation is full of spring scenery.

In the end, I'm ashamed and go against your wishes. In this way, the flawless jade was trapped in the mud; Why, the prince sighed! 8, "tell it to the judge" to meet Zhongshan Wolf, ruthless beast, don't think about the root of heaven.

Blind, arrogant, lustful and greedy. Look at that, Houmen banquet is the same as Liu Pu; For practitioners, government money is as obscene as money.

Sighing the fragrance of the soul, carrying a long swing. 9, "Virtual Flower Enlightenment" Xi Chun will see through those three springs, how about peach, red and green? Knock out youth and find a bright sky.

What are you talking about? There are many peaches in the sky and many fragrant plums in the clouds! Who saw Qiu survive? Look, people in baiyang village are sobbing, and ghosts are singing under the green maple forest. What's more, even the grass covers the grave.

What's more, yesterday's poor people and today's rich people have worked hard, and spring is at first, and Qiu Guang is at first. Like this, who can escape life and death? According to the news, the precious trees in the west are called whirling trees with lasting fruits.

10, "Smart and Tired" Wang Xifeng's agency was so smart that she calculated Qingqing's life. The heart is broken before death, and the soul is empty after death.

A rich family is peaceful, and eventually there will be a family, and the family will be separated. This is a waste of time and a half-life heart; Night is like a dream.

Suddenly, it went out like a building and a lamp. Ah! One happy and one sad.

Sigh the world, it's hard to decide! 1 1, "Stay" Jia stayed in Hehe and suddenly met a benefactor; Lucky mother, lucky mother, accumulate yin work. Persuade students to help the poor.

Don't forget your own flesh and blood on my money like a cruel uncle and traitor! It's multiplication, division, addition and subtraction, with the sky on it. 12, "Late Youth" Li Wan's kindness in the mirror is even more worthy of the name in her dreams! That beautiful youth went to He Xun! Don't mention the embroidery account again.

Only by wearing a pearl crown and a phoenix coat can we resist impermanence. Although it is, life should not suffer from old age and poverty, but also need to accumulate children and grandchildren.

High-spirited wearing tassels, shiny chest hung with gold seals; Wei Hehe has a high title and is in a daze. Can ancient generals still exist? Just an empty name and respect for future generations.

13, "Good Things End" Qin Keqing painted a picture of Liang Chunjin falling incense dust. Being good at amorous feelings and grasping the moon phase is the foundation of losing home.

Destroying jade is an honor, and family death is the first sin. Always because of love.

14, "the ending, birds cast into the forest" became an official, and the family business withered; Wealth, gold and silver; If you are kind, you will survive; Ruthless, clear care. If you owe your life, your life has been repaid; Those who owe tears have exhausted their tears.

Revenge is not light, and on and off is determination. If you want to understand life, you will have money when you are old.

3. A sad poem in A Dream of Red Mansions steals a pear pit in three minutes and borrows a plum blossom soul. (Dai Yu's "Bai Hai Tang Fu") Three paths away, the book thrower shows an autumn. (Xiang Yun's "Making Chrysanthemum") Short temples are cold and stained with nine autumn creams. (Tan Chun's Zanju) Xiao Shu is sitting by the fence, very clear. (Daiyu's "Ask Chrysanthemum") There is no warp and weft in the road ahead, and the skin in spring and autumn is dark yellow. (Baochai's Eating Crabs) Crossing the crane shadow in the cold pond, Leng Yue buried the soul of poetry. (Daiyu+Xiangyun, "Autumn and Evening Couplet of 35 Years") Flowers are flying all over the sky, and no one is pitied by the red.

The quality is clean and tidy, and it is not allowed to sink into the ditch. (Daiyu's "Burying Flowers") Once a beauty is old in spring, flowers fall and people die.

(Daiyu's Burying Flowers) But there is no description of love in A Dream of Red Mansions. Others are: once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever.

People are haggard because of Iraq, and their clothes are getting wider and wider, and they will never regret it. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

The white dew is frost, and the so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Ten years of life and death, forget without thinking.

They are all vulgar, but they are classic (mourning the split love between Lu You and Tang Wan, who obviously love each other but can't be together).

Your favorite poem in a dream of red mansions is the sentence of Daiyu burying flowers.

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?

The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the hair falls and touches the embroidered curtain.

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes spring and dusk, and her sadness is full of nowhere to release.

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with both hands and endure falling flowers again and again.

The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, regardless of whether peaches float with Li Fei.

Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?

The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless!

Although we can peck at flowers and hairs next year, people will not tend to go to empty nests.

360 days a year, wind, knife, frost and sword are pressing hard,

When can I be aboveboard? Once I wander, it's hard to find.

Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and those who bury them suffocate in front of the steps.

Leaning on the hoe alone, I shed tears in the dark, and the branches on it saw blood stains.

The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the hoe returned to cover the door.

The blue light shone on the wall and people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.

Blaming slaves is double depression, half pity and half trouble;

Flow spring suddenly to bother, to silence.

Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?

The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of being wordless.

May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers.

After all, where is Xiangshan?

If you don't collect beautiful bones, a pure land will shelter you from the wind.

It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.

I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die.

The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?

We see that the spring flowers are gradually falling, and it is the time when the beauty dies of old age.

No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!

5. I can't stop your gentleness. Can't quit your gentleness-Wang Zixu

A dream last night

Your figure appears again.

Look into your gentle eyes

It still feels so warm.

Wake up suddenly from a dream

The ending is doomed.

If the reality is not too ruthless

How can you break my heart?

Cann't quit your gentleness

This is a wound I can't heal.

The love that has been paid is already the water under the bridge.

Cause and effect let me suffer silently.

Cann't quit your gentleness

From then on, I can only wait in my dream.

This relationship has come to an end.

Broken hearts no longer feel.

Your tenderness

A dream last night

Your figure appears again.

Look into your gentle eyes

It still feels so warm.

Wake up suddenly from a dream

The ending is doomed.

If the reality is not too ruthless

How can you break my heart?

Cann't quit your gentleness

This is a wound I can't heal.

The love that has been paid is already the water under the bridge.

Cause and effect let me suffer silently.

Cann't quit your gentleness

From then on, I can only wait in my dream.

This relationship has come to an end.

Broken hearts no longer feel.

Your tenderness

Cann't quit your gentleness

This is a wound I can't heal.

The love that has been paid is already the water under the bridge.

Cause and effect let me suffer silently.

Cann't quit your gentleness

From then on, I can only wait in my dream.

This relationship has come to an end.

Broken hearts no longer feel.

Your tenderness

Please write a love poem with the theme of "I can't stop you" and write it as a boy. Cann't quit addiction. It's called missing the full moon and missing the moon. At midnight, a sudden hysterical pain permeates your heart, as if to ruthlessly crush everything in the past. It is ridiculous to think of yesterday's dribs and drabs, smile brightly and wave, as if there were yesterday's face in the foggy air. It's like thinking of the unforgettable faint thoughts at this moment in the middle of the night, pouring into the empty wine bottles scattered in my heart, lonely children, silent cigarettes, everything, all the thoughts. Do you like smart boys and bright smiles? But now I'm addicted to alcohol, and so am the cigarettes I gave up for you. I was naive enough to think that I could quit everything for you, but now I suddenly find that I can quit drinking. Quit smoking, quit all things you don't like, but you can never get rid of your innermost thoughts, those face-saving thoughts that can't stop in ruthless time ... I don't think I have written much. Let's have a look. If you are not satisfied, I will add some questions and give you some fun and creativity. Qi Junya rewards you.