A poem that forgets the past

Poems about forgetting 1. What are the poems about forgetting?

1. "Sorry to fly, but my heart was entrusted to the land" Year: Song Author:

Only the heart supports the ground. Let go of the Japanese obsession. It's easy not to hate it There are still tears on the sleeve marks. Full frequency, begging for drunkenness. And forget when you're idle. Liu Lang will get up tomorrow. Horseshoe travels three thousand miles.

2. "Parrot Qu Xiandan Sand Road Companion" Time: Author: Feng Zizhen

Long pines and pale cranes live together. Old bones is called the father of brown clothes. Sit and burn Dan and forget the Spring and Autumn Period, and be at home in Shan Yu. Someone came for a cup of tea without asking relatives and friends. I want to lie on the eaves and watch the clouds, and the shadows turn to elegant windows.

3. "Xiao Fashan" Time: Song Author: Chen

Gu Ze has beautiful spring and clear dew in Gao Lin.

There are many things in the world, and the water is silent.

A guest's temples are withered, and the home is immortal.

Forget poetry, but miss it without wine.

4. "There is a Story in Xishan" Time: Song Author: Fan Chengda.

There is only one mandarin fish in Xijiang River, which supports Wan Liyun.

It is said that this group of seagulls and herons fell down for rice and beams.

Swim to the maple leaf and stay at the root of the reed flower at dusk.

Huai 'an is warm, forgetting the vast sea of clouds.

5. "Three Poems Presented by Two Gentlemen" Year: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang

Chen Kuizhuo, two historians, once participated in the workshop of Leopard Tail.

You can't write praise or criticism directly. An dares to talk about painting mountains.

I still love each other when I am old, and there is nothing to hide when I die.

Children forget Weng Nian's family, but they smile pale and have temples.

What's the point of forgetting?

Forgetting is a special function of memory. Human sensory organs receive a lot of information. Forgetting makes people only keep important and relevant information, which reduces the pressure on brain space and has positive significance.

2. Add 100 for forgetting poems.

For reference. . When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the country could not bear to look back at the middle of the month.

Carved fences and jade articles should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much can you worry about? Like a river flowing eastward!

Yu Meiren-Mourning the Past

The past and the future are blown by the wind, and the temples are gradually frosted. Ambition is not rewarded, and strength is gradually declining. I stroked my knee and sat and sat.

Young people's ambitions are always frivolous, but now they have paid the Yangtze River. Even if I want to die, I will go back to Yan Fu to see Zhou Lang.

Yu Meiren-Listen to the rain.

Teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, and the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, listening to the boat and the rain, the geese in the river are called the west wind!

Now listen to the rain monk said that the stars are already on his temple. Sorrow is always ruthless and will last until dawn!

3. Poems describing forgetting

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1, Nalan Rong Ruo had a couple of generations in his life, contending for two charming lovesick faces and not dating each other. Who is spring? —— Huatang spring gambling books sprinkle tea. At that time, he only said that it was ordinary-Huanxisha only said that he was wrong at that time, and he was very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

-When picking mulberry seeds, you need to love yourself, but don't just worry about flowers. -Linjiang Xu Xianfei Hua Fei where, where, destroyed by snow and ice.

Sparing a tree is colder. Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related.

The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan. It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently.

The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows. -If Linjiang Xian's life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind?

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. -Magnolia as a quasi-ancient word I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know what you are crying about.

I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak. -Half-life duckweed in Huanxisha died with the water, and the famous flowers were buried in the cold rain overnight.

-Shanhuazi has been sentimental since ancient times, and tears are like silk at the flick of a finger-Yu Meiren 2. 19 In the ancient poem, "walking and walking again" is getting old, and the years are getting late. "All the way to the Altair" is full of water, and the pulse cannot be said. 3, Yuefu poetry collection "Thinking" From then on, don't miss it.

Acacia junjue! "Evil" is evil. I want to know you and live a long life. There are no graves in the mountains and rivers, and it is cold in winter and rainy and snowy in summer, so I dare to be with you.

"Short Song" is young and sweet, and it grows in my heart. It's better not to meet.

I hate each other and know everything. Spring breeze is swaying, why is the rain delayed? The reason is three bluebirds and Sauvignon Blanc.

Time waits for no one, and it will turn into silk in an instant. "White-headed Song" is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon between clouds.

Wen Jun had two opinions, so he refused. I hope to be United as one, and never leave each other.

"White-headed Song"-The flowers in Liu Xiyi have changed color this year, but who will be there next year? Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different every year. How long can I turn? My hair will be in a flash.

4. Li Qingzhao's flowers are from Shui Piao to water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

I can't get rid of this feeling, but I frowned and felt the classic love poem 1. My Fair Lady is a good gentleman. -The Book of Songs in the Spring and Autumn Period (one of the "National Styles") Nan Zhou Guanluo Guanluo dove, in Hezhou.

A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.

Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Left and right staggered shepherd's purse □

A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. Classic love poems II. Heaven and earth blend together, but dare to leave you! -Han Han Yuefu is evil and good! I want to know you and live a long life.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! Classic love poems 3. Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. -Tang misses those red berries that flush on your southern branches when spring comes? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Classic love poem 4. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. -Hu last year titled Nanzhuang, the provincial capital city. Today, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off.

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. Classic love poem 4. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny.

-Liu Tang Yuxi "Zhi Zhu Ci" (3) The level of Yangliuqing River singing on the Langjiang River. Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny.

Classic love poem 5. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Li Si" once the sea was difficult for water, and it was amber forever.

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. Classic love poem 6. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.

-Tang Du Mu bid farewell (two songs) for more than thirteen times, and cardamom was crowned in early February. The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when you will roll up the bead curtain.

Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.

Classic love poem 7. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. -Tang Li Shangyin Untitled Time was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . Classic love poem 8. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

-Tang Li Shangyin Untitled Last night's star, last night's wind, is the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. 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.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

Classic love poem 9. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! -Tang Li Shangyin, Jinse, I wonder why my Jinse has fifty strings, each of which has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it! Classic love poems 10. When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it says it rains at night.

-Tang, Li Shangyin's "A note to friends in the north on a rainy night", you asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cuts candles at the west window, it says it will rain late.

Classic love poems 1 1. Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers. -Tang Du Qiuniang Jin Bao advised you not to cherish Jin Bao, and advised you to cherish youth.

When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one.

4. About forgotten poems

When the geese returned, the shadow fell on the wall. The red chamber is broken, just like last year. I can't stay. I am in a hurry. Acacia, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. Tears turned to ashes, and sadness was broken. Who remembers when the rose was sealed, or a man who was not a river city?

In the west, the willows come in tender spring, and the tears are hard to collect.

In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain.

Young people don't stay for teenagers, but when do they rest? When flying catkins fall from the flowers, as soon as they climb the stairs,

Even the river is full of tears, which are endless and full of sorrow.

In the past 1000 years, Wei Wu waved a whip and left a legacy in the East.

The bleak autumn wind is changing the world again today. Amber road

I seem to have promised you

want to be with you

Walk up that beautiful mountain road

You said the hillside was full of new tea.

There are also good acacia trees.

I seem to have promised you

On a distant spring afternoon

Tonight under the lamp

Comb my first white hair

I suddenly remembered something I couldn't remember.

Keep your promise.

Unexplained sadness

On that mountain road

Are you a teenager?

Still waiting for me?

Still looking around eagerly

thought of love

Xi Murong

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also flowed out.

I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.

On that ancient summer day that is gone forever.

No matter how hard I pursue it,

Young you are just passing by.

And your smile is extremely shallow.

Gradually disappeared into the mist after sunset.

Then open the yellow title page.

Fate has bound it badly.

I watched it again and again, and tears filled my eyes.

But I have to admit.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

Look, that's all I found. ...

5. Describe forgotten poems

JJ Lin's Forgetting

I feel awake in my dream.

Feel heartache

I think you're gone.

Who will prove the existence of love?

We're trapped.

Be deceived by the past

All this is different.

What happened to the world?

Did you choose to forget?

Liberated myself.

Do you have the courage to challenge love?

At that time, it was just combination.

A vague idea

I just want that most beautiful memory.

oh

Memory floats like air.

Know where you are.

An insurmountable distance.

We gave up.

Desalinate memory

I thought I could disguise innocent beauty.

Did you choose to forget?

Liberated myself.

Do you have the courage to challenge love?

At that time, the light was mixed together.

Become an unclear idea.

I just want that most beautiful memory.

6. Describe forgotten poems

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives.

Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? —— Hua Tangchun

Gambling books were so fragrant that they were just ordinary at that time-Huanxisha.

Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad.

Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period.

Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west. -picking mulberry seeds

Love yourself if you love flowers, but don't just love. -Linjiang County

Where are the flying catkins? The ice layer was destroyed.

Sparing a tree is colder. Love him, the moon is good,

Haggard has something to do with it.

The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan.

It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently. Zephyr hates it,

I can't blow my eyebrows off. -Linjiang County

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. -magnolia sequence * quasi-ancient characters

7. Write forgotten ancient poems and sentences

1, "Forget Chengdu for ten years, because you may think."

Lin Jiangxian, send the king.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

I have forgotten Chengdu for more than ten years, but I have to think twice because of your arrival. Farewell today, please bring my sad tears back to my hometown and sprinkle them on the river. I don't know whether my hometown is good or not. I have been wandering for a long time, and I am not in my daily life, lonely and indifferent.

The sadness and melancholy there, you won't know, is already my Aika, no longer too sad. Today's host gave you a farewell dinner, I hope you like it. My body seems to have been displaced like others. Where can it be my hometown?

Interpretation: I have forgotten Chengdu for more than ten years, but I have to miss it again and again because of your arrival. Today's farewell, please bring my sad tears back to my hometown and sprinkle them on the river. I don't know the beauty of my hometown I have been wandering for a long time, and I am a lonely guest at the end of the world.

You won't know where the sadness is, and my broken heart won't be too sad anymore. Today, I warmly hold a farewell banquet for you. I hope you like it. My body is like a shed. Where can be my hometown?

2. "Forget the body and say goodbye to the phoenix, serve the country and take the dragon court."

Send Governor Zhao to Daizhou to get the green word.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Celestial officials move stars, and China people turn green.

Wan Li sang Diao Dou, and the three armies came out of Jingxing.

Forget to say goodbye to Phoenix, serve the country, and go to the Dragon Court.

Do you learn from scholars? You are an antique in the window.

Interpretation: The stars are moving in the sky, and the wicker in Hanying is green.

Wan Li's journey rang, and the soldiers of the three armed forces quickly passed Jingxing.

Farewell to the palace, I forgot all my wealth, and I must win a massage for my country.

If you are willing to learn from those scholars, you will die at the window when you are old.

3. Drinking, Fifth

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Interpretation: build a house in a place where people come and go, but it will not be disturbed by secular communication.

Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.

In the evening, the scenery of Nanshan is very good, the fog lingers between the peaks and the birds return together.

It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it

4. "Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring?"

Huatangchun, a generation of a pair of people.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. 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.

Interpretation: It is a lifetime, a match made in heaven, but we can't be together, and the two places are separated. I often miss and expect, but I can't be together. Looking at the spring scenery year after year, I really don't know who it is for.

It is not difficult to meet the blue bridge. The difficulty is that even if there is an immortal elixir, you can't fly into the moon palace to meet her like Chang 'e. If you can spend the Tianhe reunion like a cowherd and a weaver girl, you are willing to give up your wealth.

Life goes by, and I forget everything in the world.

Except at night.

Song Dynasty: Wen Tianxiang

Dry kunkong, years go to the church;

The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.

Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten;

There is no such thing as killing Su Meng. It's still early at night.

Interpretation: There is nothing between heaven and earth, and time has left me openly.

Scared by the wind and rain at the end of life, experienced frost in the distant frontier.

Now life is coming to an end like this year, and I and my life experience will be forgotten.

I will never dream of drinking Tu Su wine in the New Year, but I can only turn on the lights in the long night.

8. Are there any ancient poems about forgetting?

The ancient poems about forgetting are as follows

1, ten years of life and death. Never think, never forget. 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. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills. From Su Shi's Jiangchengzi.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. It's from Jinse by Li Shangyin.

This makes sense, I forgot what I want to argue. Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, drinking 20 songs, the second part.

4. You know you have a husband. Give me a pair of pearls. Affection is lingering, and it is tied to a red mattress. My tall building rises from the garden, and my lover holds a halberd in the bright light. Knowing that your heart is like a bright moon, your husband vows to live and die together. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. Ode to women from Zhang Ji.

5, only care about the ground. Let go of the Japanese obsession. It's easy not to hate it There are still tears on the sleeve marks. Full frequency, begging for drunkenness. And forget when you're idle. Liu Lang will get up tomorrow. Horseshoe travels three thousand miles. From Mao Kun's Parting

6. Changsongcang lives with. Old bones is called the father of brown clothes. Sit and burn Dan and forget the Spring and Autumn Period, and be at home in Shan Yu. Someone came for a cup of tea without asking relatives and friends. I want to lie on the eaves and watch the clouds, and the shadows turn to elegant windows. From Feng Zizhen's "Parrot Qu Gifts Dansha Road Companion".

7, Furusawa Spring, Gao Lin Dewing. There are many things in the world, and the water is silent. A guest's temples are withered, and the home is immortal. Forget poetry, but miss it without wine. Chen's small hair Chinese fir.

9. Forget poems, good words and sentences, famous sayings, paragraphs and articles (urgent)

A poem related to forgetfulness, a prelude to plum blossom tricks, Xiao Sheng, flooded from Xiao Sheng like water, and Xiao Sheng was still bleeding on the ground. That night, blood spilled all over the floor and red berries were everywhere. I know I'm still alive. I'm not as weak as people think. How difficult is it to move? I am simply the only musical instrument in the world that can move, bamboo.

The antique wind blows me, the wind blows my bleak rustle, and the pieces of heaven fall one after another. Snowflakes were everywhere, and a grand funeral came as promised. That year, I believed in fate. I stood in the snow, listening to my broken and incurable heart. It was flooded and lit, and a festive atmosphere was carved up on the spot, leaving only me. An empty body, a withered plum standing in the snow, still believes in fate and still listens to the rustling sound in the distance. The first movement: Hanshan Green Calyx believes in snow, sword and those cold things make people calm. The wind is blowing from a distance, and it is mixed with snowflakes. Wake up the child who is dreaming at dawn. Give him a name Xiaofeng and tell him that he is against the wind. Beautiful and happy, I seem to have slept for a thousand years. I seem to have just escaped from hell and wandered on the great plains, leaving only the horizon. I am the only one (I can't deviate from this). That stranger named Xiaofeng left me. He is Feng's son. I can only see that he was covered in dust after he was born. He abandoned his home, his lover and his tears and went to the prosperous city-state of Xue Mei. He and I are a couple who have parted ways. At that time, he had no experience. He wrote in his poetry collection: "A loud noise, this is a wise decision." This is the curse of fate, this is the oath of the lonely. Let's forgive him. He is suffering from hell and will leave us soon. He has his own brand-new city-state, the center of the plain, the heart of snow, the sword cast by snow, cold and radiant. Believe it! Cold things can always calm people, including tears, ashes and snowflakes that turn white after being burned by mean words. Only snow falls on me at the moment. Walls made of snow and homes watered with snow fell silently on the snow. It's like blowing my snow-white wings on the great plains and flying farther away. Snowflakes have been falling on the open plains, and the voice of prayer is always heard. Xue Mei, the Snow Country, started the second movement: The green shadow of Shanshan, "Yesterday is gone, I miss it today, and it's snowy", put down the song and the volume. An inexplicable emotion makes me decadent. I wandered halfway around the world. The five-color prayer flags take the sun as the east and west, leading to the octupole Mani stone, with a high pile in the middle. I have lived here for many years. That's the snow on me, but it's white and miserable. I was frightened by the white thorns. As a blind man, I sat in the dark, lonely and depressed. I am like a plum blossom. Before the end of the cycle, I silently felt the season in my heart. It's the cold in winter that calms me down. This season, the snowstorm raged and the whole universe turned around and left me. I stood in an empty place. This is a page I can't fill in my poetry collection. Maybe it was a misunderstanding. I didn't live, abandoned the universe and abandoned myself. In this world, Xue Mei is always like this. The third movement: three stacks of plum blossoms, three ancient Xiao Zhen falls, and three thousand snow-white plum blossoms in the sky are full of songs. The blood and tears of plum blossoms are grand and tragic. My life is the life of plum blossom. I am proud of being independent in the snow. What a hard bone stuck in the snow. I lost it in a hurry from that summer and didn't even have time to cry. I am a lost lamb. Now I have been tortured by life. Although I am young and heavily in debt, no one needs to forgive me. I am a wanted man who fled the scene and fled to the Yellow River. My lover's indifference at night calmed me down. I hope to live in my heart. My heart is both a world and a house, where people are born, sick and die. I want to experience my life. Plum blossoms fall in my heart. It is raining in Xue Mei. At this moment, Xiao Sheng called and gave me a chance to dance. The hysterical patient's silent song shook the fallen leaves. After God sent a love letter in spring, the fields were desolate and covered with snow. Xiao Sheng's endless yearning for plum blossoms and endless regrets, like a sword, are eroding my flesh and blood. Now my hands are empty, and my memories have no content. This has no beginning. The end of youth ruined the plum blossom for nothing. I just want to sleep quietly on the hills covered by Xue Mei and have an honest dream. I dream of a beautiful birth. The wind is infinite. Xiao Sheng is endless. Snowflakes are negative. I wander. Chorus: Pray for Sonnets to forgive me! I know I'm guilty. I know I have too much suffering to bear, but I waste my life in bad wine. I want to gain a foothold in this world. I want to be a happy person. I want to live today and live for a long time. Endless language is a sincere casting word for lovers. It's raining in Xue Mei, and the land is boundless. Please help me sincerely. I want to live in an open city-state in Xue Mei. The cold time and space make me calm. All right.

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