Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
Last night, I suddenly came home in my dream. Xiao Xuan was at the window, dressing up, caring for nothing, but tears flowed thousands of lines. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.
Song of everlasting regret _ Ancient Poetry Network
Author: Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
2. Words or poems about love "Never leave" What words or poems about love "Never leave" are as follows:
1. Life and death are widespread, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -anonymous "drumming"
Live and die together, we have taken an oath. Let me hold your hand and die together on the battlefield.
2. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection, No.4.
Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
After parting, I remember meeting you, and I dreamed of being with you several times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream. -Yan Dao Ji's "Partridge Sky, Colorful Sleeves, Diligent Jade Bell"
Since that parting, I have always missed that wonderful meeting and hugged you in my dream. Tonight, I hold up the silver lamp and look at you carefully. I'm afraid this meeting will appear in my dream again.
Although my body doesn't have the wings like bright phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Stars and Winds of Last Night.
Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.
5. We hope to fly in heaven, where two birds become one and grow on the earth. The two branches of a tree ... the earth will last forever, and the sky will last forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. ? -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.
6. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home. ? -Li Chi Ngai's operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
I only hope that your mind is the same as mine, and you will live up to this mutual yearning.
7. Love is hard to break when the sky is not old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose, Counting rags"
If there is love in the sky, it will never grow old and the true feelings will never die. Affectionate hearts are like those silk screens with Qian Qian's knots in the middle.
8. When you are born, you will come back and die like Sauvignon Blanc. -Su Wu's "Divorce from Wife"
If I am lucky enough to live, I will definitely come back to you. If I die unfortunately, I will miss you forever.
9. When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. -Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"
No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.
10. Flowers in love are competing for beauty. Even this bright fire of love will only be ashes? . -Li Shangyin Untitled A misty rain is blowing from the east
Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.
1 1. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romantic affairs. -Ouyang Xiu's "Lou Yuchun respects money and intends to return"
Life is full of affection and crazy to the depths. Don't hate this sadness, because it has nothing to do with the breeze on the roof and the bright moon in the sky.
12. Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. ? -Wan Le's "Answer to the Operator"
After parting, the painful lovesickness is as deep and boundless as the sea, which makes you extremely painful. The beautiful past is as far away as the clouds in the sky.
13. Bonuses are easy to decline, and the water is infinite. -Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhi Ci, Peach Blossom on the Top
A girl saw it and felt that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, while infinite sadness was like this endless river.
14. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. ? -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
15. Don't come to a half-year-old music book, and tie a knot one inch away from your intestines. -Wei Zhuang's "Ying Tianchang, Don't Come to Le Shu for Half a Year"
I haven't received your letter for half a year, and my heart is broken into thousands of inches for you. Every inch is tied with thousands of worries, and every sorrow is pulling my heart.
3. As for this ancient poem describing the immortality of love, Chun Qing, a beautiful young man, only noticed the thin pear flowers, and the fragments were scattered all over the floor.
What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world. Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other.
Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark. The blue wet funeral has been infinitely sad recently. Who has a long talk? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces.
I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.
Hua Tangchun has a pair of people from generation to generation in his life, fighting for two selflessness. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck.
If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively. Phoenix cup can't keep flowers but complains that they fly.
Going to South Park, emotional reluctance. Unfortunately, it's red and white, not branches.
After the rain, I left my cloak. With Zhu's threshold, gold will be ruined.
For a long time, I was disappointed with each other. Besides, old love and new hate hinder the heart period.
Empty eyes are full of acacia.
4. What poems describe the parting of life and death? Su Shi, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, "Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers dreams on the 20th day of the first month".
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.
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When Su Dongpo was nineteen, he married Wang Fu, who was sixteen. Wang Fu is young, beautiful and very filial. They love each other deeply. Unfortunately, fate changed and Wang Fu died at the age of 27. This is a great blow to Dongpo, and his inner and spiritual pain is self-evident. Su Shi said in the epitaph of his late wife Wang: "Ding Hai, the wife of Su Shi in Zhao County, died in the capital in May of the second year of Zhiping (1065). In Wu Jia in June, the funeral was held in Jingxi. At noon next June, he will be buried in the tomb of the first gentleman and first lady of Li Kelong, Anzhen Township, pengshan county, northeast of Yumei, eight steps northwest. " In a calm tone, it is extremely painful. In a.d. 1075 (the eighth year of Xining), Dongpo came to Mizhou. On the 20th day of the first month of this year, he dreamed of his beloved wife, Wang, and wrote this poem "When the sky is full of sound, when the spring is full of tears" (now).
In the history of China literature, there have been "mourning poems" since classical times. From the appearance of mourning poems to Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty, Pan Yue in the Western Jin Dynasty and Yuan Zhen in the Middle Tang Dynasty are the most famous mourning poems. In the late Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin also wrote a play on Shu. Their works are sad and touching. Or write that after his lover left, he was lonely and sad, and he was sad to see the relics; Or writers are rich and expensive, reminiscing about the past and lamenting that the world is good and destiny is impermanent; Or use trance-like words and colors to express their profound thoughts and memories, which makes people sad to read. Writing mourning in words is Su Shi's initiative. Compared with predecessors, the expressive art of Su Shi's mourning poems is different. The first word is "dreaming", and the day of dreaming is clearly written. But although it is "Remembering Dreams", in fact, only the following five sentences are about remembering dreams, and the rest are all about expressing their feelings and telling their sadness. They are sincere, simple and touching.
5. What are the words or poems about love life and death? Since it is life and death, casual love poems can't be used.
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
(an unforgettable love, but it's a pity that the author is obviously an ungrateful person, but he is so pitiful. It is really exciting to look at the artistic conception without looking at the background light. )
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are one, but they dare to separate from you.
This article has been a swan song for many years.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
(Life and death are separated, I can't let go)
Always envy the jade lang in the world, and heaven should ask for a crisp mother. Try your best to sing, open your teeth, the wind blows, the snow flies, and the sea gets cold.
Wanli came back with a smile and smiled with him. I think Lingnan should be bad. I said, This peace of mind is my hometown.
A friend of Su Shi was demoted, and his concubine never left. "This peace of mind is my hometown", what a warm love story)
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
(Yan Xiaoshan's classic. The pain of loving people who are not together)
6. Love poems handed down for thousands of years are evil.
I want to know you and live a long life.
There are no tombs in the mountains, rivers are exhausted, and Lei Zhen is in winter.
Summer rain and snow, heaven and earth close, but dare to break with you!
Qiu Yan ci
Yuan Haowen
Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death.
Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.
You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom.
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.
What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.
The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.
For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.
7. What poems describe love? 1, clothes are getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
2. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
3. Enter my lovesick door and know my lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short lovesick is infinite. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
4, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, and at most they can't clear their grievances. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
5, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking in the Room
6. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. -Tang Li Bai's Long March.
Commentary: You come here on a bamboo horse, and we will walk around the well together and throw our childhood friends at each other for fun.
7. If you don't think about it for a day, you will be embarrassed. Song. Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music"
Interpretation: If you don't think about him for a day, you will frown a thousand times, let alone miss him.
On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. People don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms in the spring breeze still smile. -Hu's "South Village of the City"
Interpretation: In this door last spring, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
9. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west. Is the road sunny but sunny? -"Zhi Zhu Ci" by Liu Tang Yuxi
Interpretation: The sunrise in the east and the rain in the west are said to be sunny but sunny.
10, since then, there is no beloved night, let him go to the west wing under the bright moon. -Don, Writing Love.
Interpretation: Since then, I have no intention to enjoy the beautiful scenery, even if the bright moon can't get down to the West Building.
8. Ancient poems about love are getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
Since the monarch came out, the mirror was dark and hopeless. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking in the Room
Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love (better)
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -Yan "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy".
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "More Leaking Three Third Songs"
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems
Thin shadow self-pity autumn waters clear, you have to pity me, pity you. -Feng Xiaoqing's "complaints"
Love is fear of thinking. Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing. -Zhu Yizun's high balcony