Poems about deep memories

1. I want a poem about a poem that remains deep in my memory

Try to use memory to tie the cloud floating over the iron tower

Qing Lightly stained in a corner of the sky

Like a lake forgotten at the bottom of a valley

Watching the whitest reflection

As if the emptiness of another world

Who will understand the people who stay in the wheat fields

Boil the tears to heal the strong wounds

Knowing that it is too early, but willing to wait with time

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Looking for the fourth leaf

In order to let the snowflakes float back to that cold summer night

Let the green smoke condense in the wind and no longer disperse

Even if there are only memories left

they are still worth cherishing

I met you in that long night

You brought me a meter of sunshine

Under the purple cherry blossom tree

Your clear eyes

Reflect your beautiful fragility

The distance that separates the annual rings is still clear It can be seen that 2. Those most classic and beautiful sentences in memory

These are the classic 1. Use me to create fireworks for three times to exchange for your confusion for the rest of your life.

2. If life were just like the first time we met, it would just be ordinary. 3. The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the light to look back. The short pavilion is short and the world is shattered. I sigh again.

4. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, and they were in a trance. 5. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, and only blood was left to dye the ink and cry in the grave. 6. The boundless earth can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall.

Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. 7. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will fall into reincarnation just because of your smile.

8. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song. 9. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.

10. Listen to the broken string and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated.

If the flower falls on someone’s fingertips, it’s pity. 11. The world is always like water, and tears are rarely needed. How can we spend a lifetime of love? Don't be sentimental, for love will hurt yourself.

12. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The overthrow of the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

13. In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country. 14. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

15. Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die. 16. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; in three lives, the clouds and sunshine wax and wane, and there is a moment of joy and sorrow.

17. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. 18. Like flowers and beautiful families, years pass by like a fleeting time. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning.

19. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely. 20. This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

21. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

22. It seems that these stars are not like last night, for whom the wind and dew set up the midnight. 23. Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking or forgetting. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, with no place to express my desolation.

24. Butterflies are beautiful, but they cannot fly across the sea. 25. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

26. Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers are handed over, and I smile for you.

28. A few moments of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows. It’s ridiculous that I can’t help but have my destiny. 29. As time goes by, I dream back to the edge of the winding river, watching the fireworks bloom and the full moon appear.

30. The fog cleared and I woke up from the dream. I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed. 31. At both ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.

32. Destiny gathers and disperses like water, carrying the world on its back, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting. 33. Look at the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon, they are silent and silent; the green mountains and long rivers stretch from generation to generation; just like in my heart, you have never left or changed.

34. That’s it, the mountains and rivers will never meet again. 35. If you don’t look back, why not forget.

Since there is no chance, why make an oath? Today, all kinds of things are like water without trace.

No matter what day or night, you are no longer a stranger. 36. My heart is slightly moved, but my love is far away. Things are different, people are not the same, everything is different, and the past cannot be pursued.

37. Maybe it’s the marriage in the previous life, maybe it’s the fate in the next life. The mistake of meeting each other in this life only adds to a fruitless grudge. 38. Year after year, day after day, autumn after autumn, one generation gathers and then partes, one is happy and one is sad, one sleeps on the same couch, one is looking for acquaintances in one’s dreams throughout one’s life, he Sometimes we get to know each other, sometimes we play and sometimes we sing.

39. Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side.

Even though the scene of discovery is long. 40. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit.

One song and one sigh, a lifetime for one person. 41. Just looking back at you makes me miss you.

42. Raise a glass and get drunk alone. After drinking the snow, you will be at a loss for another year. 43. Turn around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow.

In the next life, you will save me, okay? The following is Guo Jingming's 1. Many things that we thought we would never forget in our lives are forgotten by us in the days when we never forget them. 2. If you give me a tear, I will see all the oceans in your heart. 3 .Will the love engraved on the back of the chair be like the flowers on the cement, blooming in the windless and lonely forest? 5. This sad and bright March passed through my thin youth. Passing through the purple pansy, through the kapok. Through the sadness, joy and impermanence that appear and disappear. 12. There once was a smile that appeared in my life, but in the end it dissipated like mist, and that smile became the deepest part of my heart. There is a rushing river buried deep that cannot be crossed, and the sound of the river has become my desperate song every day and night. 14. The wind blows the fleeting years like broken flowers, and your smile is swaying and becomes the most beautiful in my life. Decorate, look at the sky, look at the snow, and look at the deep shadows of the seasons. 15. A person always has to walk a strange road, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then at an inadvertent moment, you will find that what you originally spent a lot of time on Things that I try my best to forget are really forgotten. 16. Hiding in a certain time, missing the palm prints of a certain period of time, hiding in a certain place, missing someone who is standing on the way forward and standing on the way out, makes me care. 21. If memories are as hard as steel, then should I smile or cry? If steel corrodes like memory, is this a fantasy city or a ruin? 32. We smile and say; we stay at the original place of time, but in fact it has already been The torrent swept away silently. 35. Those who said they would never separate have long been scattered to the end of the world. 37. Friends always protect you from wind and rain. If you bear the wind and rain far away and I can't do anything, I will too. Pray, let those wind and snow fall on me. 45. The night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain it gave me. 48. The sound of the cello is like a river, and the left bank is something I can’t forget Memories, the right bank is my bright years worth holding on to, and what flows in the middle is my faint sentimentality year by year. 49. I always stare at the sorrow of those who are homeless as the sun rises and the moon sinks. 52. We are like The needle on the surface keeps turning. As it turns, I watch time fly away, but I can't do anything. 53. Just when I thought nothing has changed, as long as I am happy, I can plunge into your arms again and never come out. , in fact, everything has changed. I am like a nautilus hiding in a shell and sleeping forever. When I poke my head out to look at the world, the sea where I used to live has become an unattainable mountain range. And I am. Fossils that died on the cliff. 54. The space formed by the song, no matter how many years come and go, it still protects the face of the person who has never changed and a huge and unending hatred. 55. One day I will leave you. Walk away silently, without making any sound, I have missed a lot, I am always one. 3. What are the poems about recalling the past?

1. "Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and cools alone" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who misses the west wind and cools alone, the yellow leaves rustle Close the windows and meditate on the past while standing in the setting sun.

Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

Translation: The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague. Taking a nap after drinking, the beautiful spring weather is blooming, gambling games are played in the boudoir, the clothes are filled with the fragrance of tea, the ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled.

2. "Qing Ping Le·Every Year in the Snow" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Every year in the snow, plum blossoms are often placed to get drunk. There is no good intention in moving away all the plum blossoms, but I won a lot of clothes and clear tears.

This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should not be visible.

Translation: When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms. Later, although I had the plum branches in my hands, I was not in a good mood to enjoy them. I just rubbed them carelessly, causing my clothes to be stained with tears.

When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and the short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray. Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it was probably hard to see their splendor.

3. Shang Ruzhou County Tower/Shang Ruzhou City Tower

Tang Dynasty: Li Yi

At dusk, the drum horns look like Bianzhou, I came here thirty years ago building.

Today, the mountains and cities are weeping, and the sadness is not just a sad autumn.

Translation: Climbing up the Ruzhou City Tower, looking at the dim dusk scenery in front of me, it felt like I was on a frontier, and the familiar sound of drums and horns sounded in my ears. I thought that I was thirty years old when I first climbed up this tower. years ago.

Thinking that the war is not extinguished and the country is devastated; I am filled with melancholy not only because of this withered autumn!

4. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" Song Dynasty: Lu You

The setting sun on the city paints the corners of sadness, Shen Yuan is not the old pool platform,

The spring waves are green under the sad bridge , was once the shadow of Jinghong.

The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it.

Translation: The sound of painted horns on the city wall seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion.

The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a sudden roar.

More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Garden are too old to spit out their cotton.

Even though I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.

5. Linjiangxian·Climbing the small pavilion at night to recall old tours in Luozhong

Song Dynasty: Chen Yuyi

Recalling the old days of drinking on the Wuqiao Bridge, sitting in the middle was mostly Heroic. The long ravine flows away silently. In the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, I play the flute until dawn.

More than twenty years have been like a dream, although this body is in shock. I leisurely climbed up to the small pavilion to see the new weather. There are so many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third watch.

Translation: I recall those days when we had a drink at Wuqiao, and all the people present were heroes. The moonlight reflects on the river and flows quietly with the water. In the faint shadow of the apricot blossoms, I play the bamboo flute until dawn.

The past twenty years have been like a dream. Although I am here, I look back with fear. Out of boredom, I climbed up to the small attic to watch the first sight of the new rain. Many historical events throughout the ages have been sung by fishermen in the middle of the night. 4. Which poem is hidden deep in your memory?

Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together, and they only know that they are singing alone in the night.

The wind canopy is full of tragic songs, and the mud is stained with bad luck.

Nine out of ten people are worth looking down upon, and none are useless scholars.

Don’t worry about a poem and become a prophecy; spring birds and autumn insects make their own noises.

'Nine out of ten people are worth looking down upon, and one is useless as a scholar. 'When these two sentences are placed in the poem, the poet probably does not deny the usefulness of reading from the bottom of his heart. Nowadays, people call themselves "student dogs", which is mostly self-deprecating. I just saw a friend write something like this in the space, "In the past few days, in addition to being looked down upon, I have also been looked down upon. Anyone can yell, anyone can criticize, but what supports me is that these will pass, and I don't want to be destroyed, so I will never Work hard so that you have the ability to live in a stable life, and you can bear the fate of abandonment or being abandoned at any time." And I have been asked for four years, "What is the use of studying Chinese?" And then you just laugh.

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1. "Linjiang Immortal: High Locks on the Tower after Dream" - Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty

Remember the first time I met Xiao Ping , the double heart word is Luo Yi, and the pipa string says lovesickness. The bright moon was there at that time, and it once illuminated the colorful clouds.

Translation: I remember meeting Xiao Ping for the first time, following her colorful cloud-like figure back, and expressing my lovesickness while playing the pipa. The bright moon was still there, illuminating her colorful cloud-like figure when it returned.

2. "Sheng Cha Zi·Yuan Xiu" - Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were like day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.

On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.

Translation: On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk. During this year’s Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.

3. "Ugly Nuer·Shu Bo Mountain Road Middle Wall" - Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow and falls in love with the upper floors. Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words.

Now that I know all the sorrow, I can’t stop talking. I wanted to give it up, but I said it was a cool autumn.

Translation: When people are young, they don’t know the feeling of sadness and like to climb high and look far away. I like to climb high and look far away, and reluctantly express my sorrow in order to write a new poem about "no worries". Now I have tasted all the sorrow, I want to say it but I can't. I want to say it but I can’t, but I say it’s a cool autumn!

4. "Occasionally" - Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

At the end of the flower fifteen years ago, Xiang Cong once wrote a flower appreciation poem. Today, I see the flowers and the moon look alike, and my feelings are as peaceful as those of the past.

Translation: Fifteen years ago, we visited the garden together and wrote poems about flower appreciation. The flowers today are still the same as in previous years, but why is my mood different from previous years?

5. "Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital City" - Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty

Last year on this day, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Translation: Last winter, just inside this door, the girl’s face reflected the bright peach blossoms. When I come here again today, I don't know where the girl has gone. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. 6. Beautiful sentences to describe memories

It’s September again, and Teacher’s Day is coming slowly and slowly.

For everyone, in our life journey from naughty children to young teenagers to brilliant young people,

Teachers are the most worthy of our respect and gratitude. people.

Although they live in poverty, they are deeply attached to the future of their motherland, and their hearts are connected to the hearts of students;

Although it is a small candle, it burns itself and illuminates others.

Teachers' Day

Today, teachers have the most beautiful smiles,

The golden autumn and the breeze bring the good news of a good harvest;

Today, Teachers, please take a rest and merge into the sea of ??songs and laughter.

The bright flowers stand on tiptoes to kiss you,

The sweet breath is sultry and refreshing.

Tears of joy express the sweetness in the heart,

Happy smiles are full of obsession with career.

In a pair of clear and pure eyes,

Incomparable admiration and gratitude surge;

In the dry heart, drops of your hard work are sprinkled,

On your shoulders, we see the vast world.

Today, the hearts of teachers and students are closely together,

The same sonorous heartbeat turns into the driving force to move forward.

Today, September 10th - Teachers' Day

It is the highest salute of the Republic of China to teachers.

Teacher

Teacher——

You are like the drizzle in spring,

nourishing the flowers and irrigating the earth,

And we continue to suck the drizzle and grow.

Teacher——

You are like a gust of wind in autumn,

blowing the earth yellow, calling gold to the rice,

and We got a good harvest.

Teacher——

You have lit the brightest light for me in my dark life;

Teacher——

You are my guide on the confusing road of life;

Teacher——

You are my guide on the bumpy road of life. Pointed out the way forward for me;

Teacher——

It was you who gave me a pair of powerful wings,

Let me in the world of knowledge travel!

You offer a flower,

I offer a flower,

Let us weave a big garland,

For my dear teacher mother.

It was you who gave the seeds,

the warmth of the sun;

it was you who used your sweat,

to water the seedlings.

Your eyes are like bright stars,

sparkling with charming brilliance;

Your singing is like a spring stream,

Bringing joy to everyone.

No matter where we go,

Always remember your love;

No matter where we go.

Always remember your words.

No matter where we go,

I will always remember your love;

No matter where we go,

It will always be you of a flower. 7. A remark deep in memory

Review question: "Memory"----means it happened in the past

"Deep"----means it left a deep impression on you. You have a far-reaching influence.

"A word"----can be one sentence, several sentences or a paragraph.

Determine the style of writing: usually narratives, but it can also be novels or poems Form.

Content and theme: 1. It can be recalling a familiar person, usually one’s elder, brother or sister. Highlighting a certain noble quality or respectable thing about him or her.

2. You can recall a stranger, reveal a social phenomenon through a small incident, and praise a true human feeling.

Writing method: flashback or narration, pay attention to the main points of the narrative and discussion. question, and finally sublimate the theme!