Poetry describing the period from girlhood to middle age

2. Poems about middle age

Poetry about middle age 1. Recommend some poems about "middle age"

(1) "Five Songs of Spring in Jiangcun" (Du Fu) The farming village is in a hurry and the spring is deep.

Gankun Wan Li's eyes, a century-old heart. The hut is still worthy of being endowed, and Taoyuan can find it by itself.

Hard and cheap physiology, drifting to the present. Three Shu handed it to me from afar, and I wasted six years.

The guest met an old friend and rose from the fairy. Too lazy to follow the knot and wear it frequently on business trips.

The fence is infinite, so you can buy Jiangtian at will. Bamboo is green, peach is rotten red.

Through the heart of the stone mirror, to the snowy mountain wind. The red tube is ordered by the king, and the silver seal is paid to the old man.

I don't know. I lost my tooth. Please recommend my name. When you are sick, you will fall down and return to purple moss.

The suburbs are late, and the shogunate is ashamed of the group. It's sunny outside the swallows, and the water stays beside the gulls.

My neighbor sent fish and turtles and asked me if I could come. Thieves mourn RoyceWong, and middle-aged people call Jia Sheng.

When I climbed the stairs, I was proud of my first job. Only when you enter the house and preach the sages can you be famous.

When I was pregnant, I gave birth to two sons, full of spring. (2) On the Crying King of Pengzhou (Du Fu) was shocked and the Sri Lankan people were lonely.

New literature gave birth to Xie Shen, and different bones made Joe loose. Choose early in the north, and see early in Dong Tang.

The dragon wraps the sword, and the husband and wife have oral sex. After a long career in the cold pavilion, people are full of pride when they reach middle age.

The enemy has two views, humiliating the three dynasties. Shulu River is narrow and Pengmen is far away.

Solve the turtle and grow green grass, and warn the hunting to hinder the fine weather. I'm afraid I have to accompany the shogunate.

The general is in the sky, the brave is in the wind. If a well leaks, it won't burn.

I raised money from my spare time before, and hid it several times before I finished. Jade and Russia are double watches, and the cold pine has withered.

How dare you give a poem? You get bored. Cry again and let your soul live.

Official jade folding, burial and flat ladle. Looking out at Wowa Road, you can see the Weihe Bridge.

The wife died first, and the son was cleared. It rains in Wuxia Gorge, and there is a war in Qin Cheng.

Feng Tang's hair is gray and rustles in the morning. (3) "Manjianghong" (Duan Keji) is still a guest in Xinfeng.

People still feel sick in middle age, but they can sleep and eat. There is no place to borrow jade steps between square inches, and the merits of poetry and calligraphy should be remembered.

Nowadays, the sideburns have become silk, and they are no longer in the past. I can say that everything is ruined.

Hate today, empty imagination. Looking at the south wind, Wuxian News.

There is nowhere to avoid squinting at the yellow dust, when the wind and rain will come. No one knows when you are drunk and generous.

(4) "Don't Return to the River to Send" (Duan Keji) is sad for the autumn wind, and the sky is crisp, but there are few people. If you don't want to leave, don't leave your luggage and saddle it overnight.

Fallen leaves fall in Chang 'an, geese fly to Fenshui, fearing to see the river and beam goodbye. Middle age is full of feelings, so don't sing new songs without songs.

The rain at dusk is still lingering, the eaves are still ringing, and there are still scraps outside the window. You can't blow away your troubles with your eyes. Don't have a heart of stone.

My face is blue, my teeth are shaking, and my temples are white. Old friends ask each other, please bother to talk about it.

(5) Two Yanliuye plants outside Qi Tianle (Mo Ding) are the places where Yi Yimufan is stationed. A small fan blocks the dust, and it is light and close to the shore. Who wants to sing again?

The flowing darkness. Melancholy orchids move in spring and reeds gather in autumn.

If you can bear grief, call a boat to pick you up. Middle-aged people are easy to be hugged and frivolous, just like traveling alone.

During the quiet period with cranes, I was very happy with Yingying, but I still felt so negative. Clothes, dust, hats and dirt.

However, Du Jing was ashamed and the imperial capsule was biased. Report to the mountain god, and don't teach the cloud how to be jealous.

⑥ "Fairy on the River" (Fan Chengda) Feather fan with black silk scarf curled up, and the east wing with roses. Who called Luo Wei in the new voice?

The dragon must play the flute and the geese fly into the kite. Tao wrote that middle-aged people must grow beards and fan clouds on the moon.

After Zhou Lang went to enjoy music. Hold a glass of wine for you, and you will bring spring home.

⑦ "Crying for the Ancestor" (Fang Gan) serves the gods day and night, which is more harmful to life, and her husband is not middle-aged in the next life. Write a tablet to support the dragon companion, and sell crane money in the camp.

Guling evil wind blows fine grass, and empty windows are wet with water and gas. There is nothing wrong in the world. Who can talk to him here?

Today, seeing Wu Lu off (Fang Gan) is the way home, and the brocade is open during the day. Eight hymns of a prosperous heritage, two streams of cool water help Wei Qing.

Shu Xing didn't finish the outline, but the horn was blown out and locked. Laugh at me for being more stupid in middle age and getting drunk and fishing in rocky places.

Pet-name ruby "ruihexian" (square) see "Castle Peak Around the Country". Grass grows and smoke is thin in the twilight.

Flowers fall without wind. Who wants to blow the horn to the official building at dusk?

Stiff and weak. I wish I could keep your promise.

I want to miss the past, remember last year, * * * raised a glass. Loneliness.

Time flies, let alone sorrow, tears come first. Pearl curtains and green curtains.

Besides meeting each other, it is a good medicine. After the end of middle age, feelings are always easy to become evil with high altitude.

Go home early, the moon and the ground are gloomy, and there is laughter. Attending "Whistle" (Fang Yue) is getting old, so I advise you to have a drink and listen to your life.

Let me ask you, when did it start? It's more important to have a dry Kun.

How many years. This is a wild place.

I broke up with Tang Yu today. Emperors Fang Xun, Chen Jia, Jianyou and Song Jiaxi.

Every 3520 years. Wind and rain and profit and loss.

The old rabbit runs at full speed, and the frog is panting, which is bound to fail. Hey.

There is no sadness on the moon. My views on several stages of life.

Bright eyes, no baby in Ming and Qing dynasties. But in middle age, I feel sleepy and don't know what it's like to be old.

Try to push. I have a point, but I have to doubt my ears.

I'm afraid the ancient moon is different from the present one. If you hate, you hate that people are not thousands of years old.

But today, the ice wheel is like washing. Who has seen Sui and Tang Dynasties since ancient times?

When it is clear, when it is dark, when it is dark, after all, it is less sunny and rainy. There is still a long time before the moon sets.

Mr. Yue, the judge's aunt is drunk.

2. Recommend some poems about "middle age"

(1) Five Poems of Haruka in Jiangcun (Du Fu)

The villages are in a hurry to plow and study, and the spring shore is deep. Gankun Wan Li's eyes, a century-old heart.

The hut is still worthy of being endowed, and Taoyuan can find it by itself. Hard and cheap physiology, drifting to the present.

Three Shu handed it to me from afar, and I wasted six years. The guest met an old friend and rose from the fairy.

Too lazy to follow the knot and wear it frequently on business trips. The fence is infinite, so you can buy Jiangtian at will.

Bamboo is green, peach is rotten red. Through the heart of the stone mirror, to the snowy mountain wind.

The red tube is ordered by the king, and the silver seal is paid to the old man. I don't know. I lost my tooth. Please recommend my name.

When you are sick, you will fall down and return to purple moss. The suburbs are late, and the shogunate is ashamed of the group.

It's sunny outside the swallows, and the water stays beside the gulls. My neighbor sent fish and turtles and asked me if I could come.

Thieves mourn RoyceWong, and middle-aged people call Jia Sheng. When I climbed the stairs, I was proud of my first job.

Only when you enter the house and preach the sages can you be famous. When I was pregnant, I gave birth to two sons, full of spring.

(2) The Crying King Pengzhou (Du Fu)

My friend was shocked and I was lonely. New literature gave birth to Xie Shen, and different bones made Joe loose.

Choose early in the north, and see early in Dong Tang. The dragon wraps the sword, and the husband and wife have oral sex.

After a long career in the cold pavilion, people are full of pride when they reach middle age. The enemy has two views, humiliating the three dynasties.

Shulu River is narrow and Pengmen is far away. Solve the turtle and grow green grass, and warn the hunting to hinder the fine weather.

I'm afraid I have to accompany the shogunate. The general is in the sky, the brave is in the wind.

If a well leaks, it won't burn. I raised money from my spare time before, and hid it several times before I finished.

Jade and Russia are double watches, and the cold pine has withered. How dare you give a poem? You get bored.

Cry again and let your soul live. Official jade folding, burial and flat ladle.

Looking out at Wowa Road, you can see the Weihe Bridge. The wife died first, and the son was cleared.

It rains in Wuxia Gorge, and there is a war in Qin Cheng. Feng Tang's hair is gray and rustles in the morning.

(3) "Man Jiang Hong" (Duan Keji)

The dust is full of mink fur, and it is still a new visitor. People still feel sick in middle age, but they can sleep and eat. There is no place to borrow jade steps between square inches, and the merits of poetry and calligraphy should be remembered. Nowadays, the sideburns have become silk, and they are no longer in the past. I can say that everything is ruined. Hate today, empty imagination. Looking at the south wind, Wuxian News. There is nowhere to avoid squinting at the yellow dust, when the wind and rain will come. No one knows when you are drunk and generous.

(4) The River of No Return (Duan Keji)

Autumn is very sad, I feel the sky is very refreshing, but it is rare. If you don't want to leave, don't leave your luggage and saddle it overnight. Fallen leaves fall on Chang 'an, geese fly to Fenshui, and dare not see the river beam. Middle age is full of feelings, so don't sing new songs without songs. The rain at dusk is still lingering, the eaves are still ringing, and there are still scraps outside the window. You can't blow away your troubles with your eyes. Don't have a heart of stone. My face is blue, my teeth are shaking, and my temples are white. Old friends ask each other, please bother to talk about it.

5] Qi Tianle (Mo Ding)

Outside the two cities of yehliu, Yi Yi Mufan is stationed. A small fan blocks the dust, and it is light and close to the shore. Who wants to sing again? The flowing darkness. Melancholy orchids move in spring and reeds gather in autumn. If you can bear grief, call a boat to pick you up. Middle-aged people are easy to be hugged and frivolous, just like traveling alone. During the quiet period with cranes, I was very happy with Yingying, but I still felt so negative. Clothes, dust, hats and dirt. However, Du Jing was ashamed and the imperial capsule was biased. Report to the mountain god, and don't teach the cloud how to be jealous.

⑥ Linjiang Xian (Fan Chengda)

Feather fan with black silk scarf winds up, and the east wing of the bright moon belongs to rose. Who called Luo Wei in the new voice? The dragon must play the flute and the geese fly into the kite. Tao wrote that middle-aged people must grow beards and fan clouds on the moon. After Zhou Lang went to enjoy music. Hold a glass of wine for you, and you will bring spring home.

⑦ "Crying for the Ancestor" (Fang Gan)

Serving God day and night will ruin his life. My husband will not be middle-aged in his next life. Write a tablet and hold a dragon companion,

The camp should support the sales of cranes. Guling evil wind blows fine grass, and empty windows are wet with water and gas.

There is nothing wrong in the world. Who can talk to him here?

Today's "Send Wuzhou Xulu" (Fang Gan)

Officials are the way to return home, and brocade is open during the day. The legacy of eight poems is prosperous,

Hill's cool colors helped Wei Qing. Shu Xing didn't finish the outline, but the horn was blown out and locked.

Laugh at me for being more stupid in middle age and getting drunk and fishing in rocky places.

Pet-name ruby "ruihexian" (Fang)

Look at the green hills around this country. Grass grows and smoke is thin in the twilight. Flowers fall without wind. Who wants to blow the horn to the official building at dusk? Stiff and weak. I wish I could keep your promise. I want to miss the past, remember last year, * * * raised a glass. Loneliness. Time flies, let alone sorrow, tears come first. Pearl curtains and green curtains. Besides meeting each other, it is a good medicine. After the end of middle age, feelings are always easy to become evil with high altitude. Go home early, the moon and the ground are gloomy, and there is laughter.

Attending whistle (Fang Yue)

The moon is old, I want a drink. I've heard about my life. Let me ask you, when did it start? It's more important to have a dry Kun. How many years. This is a wild place. I broke up with Tang Yu today. Emperors Fang Xun, Chen Jia, Jianyou and Song Jiaxi. Every 3520 years. Wind and rain and profit and loss. The old rabbit runs at full speed, and the frog is panting, which is bound to fail. Hey. There is no sadness on the moon. My views on several stages of life. Bright eyes, no baby in Ming and Qing dynasties. But in middle age, I feel sleepy and don't know what it's like to be old. Try to push. I have a point, but I have to doubt my ears. I'm afraid the ancient moon is different from the present one. If you hate, you hate that people are not thousands of years old. But today, the ice wheel is like washing. Who has seen Sui and Tang Dynasties since ancient times? When it is clear, when it is dark, when it is dark, after all, it is less sunny and rainy. There is still a long time before the moon sets. Mr. Yue, the judge's aunt is drunk.

3. Poetry about middle age

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. (Song) Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Looking back, this year has passed, and all the bitterness is sweet. The night is dim, and I have no sleep to read and listen to the spring talk. Every day is a new one, and I am no longer at leisure, watching the moonlight-filled stars go all the way.

There is only white hair in a fair world, and there is no pity for your head. (Tang) Du Mu's "A Unique Skill of Sending a Hermit"

Have you noticed that the water of the Yellow River comes from all over the world, enters the ocean and never returns? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

I like singing at dusk, and green hills are shining everywhere.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, it's white and sad. (Song) Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"

The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. (Gold) Tao Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems

4. What poems describe middle-aged and elderly women?

Sentences praising the old man

Poetry describing middle-aged women: rhyme is still elegant and dignified, and you are still like the blue sky in autumn, better than the hot sun in summer.

Poems describing middle age: I can't help being lonely, and the face of deja vu returns. E79FA5E98193E58685E5AEB9313336393564 (Song Dynasty) Yan Shu revisited the old place of Huanxisha, and times have changed, and it has been bittersweet. The night is haggard, reading nothing.

Poetry describing the appearance of middle-aged women: if the appearance is graceful, beautiful and charming, my fair lady, beautiful and dignified, the national color is gorgeous, if the peaches and plums are gentle and lovely, lively and lovely.

Ask for a poem or prose poem praising middle-aged women: You are beautiful and crystal clear. I can't put you on the bed. You are beautiful, like a piece of jade. Wear it around your neck to listen.

To describe middle-aged women: charm is still elegant and dignified, and you are still like the blue sky in autumn, better than the hot sun in summer.

1, with the passage of time, just give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.

2, people are old and incompetent, and God is old and lifeless.

3. Ginger is still old and spicy.

4, if you want to eliminate disasters for the holy dynasty, you are willing to decline and cherish the old.

5. White as snow, that is the flower sown by the vicissitudes of time, bent like a bow, that is the energy accumulated by the old man of time, his hands are like eucalyptus, that is the fruit of continuous harvest given by Shennong, and his eyes are like yellow beads, that is the colorful color given by God.

6, an old friend thought a thousand miles, Hong Fei read Jiuzhou.

7, the old horse knows the way, the old man knows the reason.

8. Every old man complains that the world is degenerating and that the next generation is rude and arrogant.

9, old ginger is spicy, and the elderly have more experience.

10, three Jin of ginger is not as good as one Jin of old ginger.

1 1, I bow my head and cherish my daughter's fragrance, but Fu Jian still has Wan Li's heart.

12, veteran out, one top two; After listening to the old man's words, he will not be unhappy.

13, the black cone tree is always red, and the lotus leaf is always lotus.

14, when the body is still very strong, it has stumbled onto the road of life, which is a shame for the soul.

15, strong heart is not old, and you can still be a ghost when you are dead.

16, the sword is old without mans, and the man is old without rigidity.

17, people are heartless when they are old, because no one eats bamboo shoots when they are old, and boiling sugar is the first bitter when they are old, and the residual flowers can't look forward to the spring breeze.

18, old and strong, poor and strong, old and squatting, aiming for a thousand miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

19. Sugarcane is always sweet and pepper is always red.

Be as happy as young people when you are old! Youth is like a lark, with its morning song; Old age, like a nightingale, should have its serenade.

2 1, old roots are strong, sunny leaves are cloudy.

22. Old age has so many defects and stupidity that it is easy to be laughed at. The best harvest an old man can get is the kindness and care of his family. Command and awe are no longer his weapons.

23, the old cow also solves the expensive problem, without waiting for the whip to be self-sufficient.

24. As we grow older, we become more and more stupid, and at the same time we become more and more intelligent.

25. The bridge you have crossed is also longer than the road you have walked, and you eat more salt than you do.

26, the tree is old and half-hearted, and people are old.

27. It's very late in Sang Yu, because the sky is still full of clouds.

28, the setting sun in the western hills, dying, life is in danger, at stake.

29. The feeling of getting old is decreasing day by day, and letters come from afar every other year.

30. I am not afraid of being old, but I am afraid of being old.

3 1, age can bring wisdom and experience.

32, don't listen to the old man, suffering is in front of you.

Although this violin is old, it can still play wonderful music.

34. Cold iron is hard to beat, but old bamboo is hard to bend.

35. An old man has many hearts, but water cannot be washed away.

Don't worry about getting old, stop getting old and die.

The tragedy of old age is not that a person is old, but that he is still young.

38. There must be glory before the light is extinguished.

39. Listening to the old man's words will not be a catastrophe; If you don't listen to the old man, you won't be considerate when you are old.

40. Ginger is old and spicy.

Poetry about middle age 1. Poems describing people who are sensitive to the passage of time in middle age.

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. (Song) Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Looking back, this year has passed, and all the bitterness is sweet. The night is dim, and I have no sleep to read and listen to the spring talk. Every day is a new one, and I am no longer at leisure, watching the moonlight-filled stars go all the way.

There is only white hair in a fair world, and there is no pity for your head. (Tang) Du Mu's "A Unique Skill of Sending a Hermit"

Have you noticed that the water of the Yellow River comes from all over the world, enters the ocean and never returns? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

I like singing at dusk, and green hills are shining everywhere.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, it's white and sad. (Song) Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"

The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. (Gold) Tao Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems

Time is eternal, and we pass away.

Nothing in the world will make people old. It's half cock and half horseshoe (Qing) Wang Jiuling's "Topic Hotel"

The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. (Song) "A Prune"

Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds. Aesthetic sentences lamenting the passage of time

2. Recommend some poems about "middle age"

(1) Five Poems of Haruka in Jiangcun (Du Fu)

The villages are in a hurry to plow and study, and the spring shore is deep. Gankun Wan Li's eyes, a century-old heart.

The hut is still worthy of being endowed, and Taoyuan can find it by itself. Hard and cheap physiology, drifting to the present.

Three Shu handed it to me from afar, and I wasted six years. The guest met an old friend and rose from the fairy.

Too lazy to follow the knot and wear it frequently on business trips. The fence is infinite, so you can buy Jiangtian at will.

Bamboo is green, peach is rotten red. Through the heart of the stone mirror, to the snowy mountain wind.

The red tube is ordered by the king, and the silver seal is paid to the old man. I don't know. I lost my tooth. Please recommend my name.

When you are sick, you will fall down and return to purple moss. The suburbs are late, and the shogunate is ashamed of the group.

It's sunny outside the swallows, and the water stays beside the gulls. My neighbor sent fish and turtles and asked me if I could come.

Thieves mourn RoyceWong, and middle-aged people call Jia Sheng. When I climbed the stairs, I was proud of my first job.

Only when you enter the house and preach the sages can you be famous. When I was pregnant, I gave birth to two sons, full of spring.

(2) The Crying King Pengzhou (Du Fu)

My friend was shocked and I was lonely. New literature gave birth to Xie Shen, and different bones made Joe loose.

Choose early in the north, and see early in Dong Tang. The dragon wraps the sword, and the husband and wife have oral sex.

After a long career in the cold pavilion, people are full of pride when they reach middle age. The enemy has two views, humiliating the three dynasties.

Shulu River is narrow and Pengmen is far away. Solve the turtle and grow green grass, and warn the hunting to hinder the fine weather.

I'm afraid I have to accompany the shogunate. The general is in the sky, the brave is in the wind.

If a well leaks, it won't burn. I raised money from my spare time before, and hid it several times before I finished.

Jade and Russia are double watches, and the cold pine has withered. How dare you give a poem? You get bored.

Cry again and let your soul live. Official jade folding, burial and flat ladle.

Looking out at Wowa Road, you can see the Weihe Bridge. The wife died first, and the son was cleared.

It rains in Wuxia Gorge, and there is a war in Qin Cheng. Feng Tang's hair is gray and rustles in the morning.

(3) "Man Jiang Hong" (Duan Keji)

The dust is full of mink fur, and it is still a new visitor. People still feel sick in middle age, but they can sleep and eat. There is no place to borrow jade steps between square inches, and the merits of poetry and calligraphy should be remembered. Nowadays, the sideburns have become silk, and they are no longer in the past. I can say that everything is ruined. Hate today, empty imagination. Looking at the south wind, Wuxian News. There is nowhere to avoid squinting at the yellow dust, when the wind and rain will come. No one knows when you are drunk and generous.

(4) The River of No Return (Duan Keji)

Autumn is very sad, I feel the sky is very refreshing, but it is rare. If you don't want to leave, don't leave your luggage and saddle it overnight. Fallen leaves fall on Chang 'an, geese fly to Fenshui, and dare not see the river beam. Middle age is full of feelings, so don't sing new songs without songs. The rain at dusk is still lingering, the eaves are still ringing, and there are still scraps outside the window. You can't blow away your troubles with your eyes. Don't have a heart of stone. My face is blue, my teeth are shaking, and my temples are white. Old friends ask each other, please bother to talk about it.

5] Qi Tianle (Mo Ding)

Outside the two cities of yehliu, Yi Yi Mufan is stationed. A small fan blocks the dust, and it is light and close to the shore. Who wants to sing again? The flowing darkness. Melancholy orchids move in spring and reeds gather in autumn. If you can bear grief, call a boat to pick you up. Middle-aged people are easy to be hugged and frivolous, just like traveling alone. During the quiet period with cranes, I was very happy with Yingying, but I still felt so negative. Clothes, dust, hats and dirt. However, Du Jing was ashamed and the imperial capsule was biased. Report to the mountain god, and don't teach the cloud how to be jealous.

⑥ Linjiang Xian (Fan Chengda)

Feather fan with black silk scarf winds up, and the east wing of the bright moon belongs to rose. Who called Luo Wei in the new voice? The dragon must play the flute and the geese fly into the kite. Tao wrote that middle-aged people must grow beards and fan clouds on the moon. After Zhou Lang went to enjoy music. Hold a glass of wine for you, and you will bring spring home.

⑦ "Crying for the Ancestor" (Fang Gan)

Serving God day and night will ruin his life. My husband will not be middle-aged in his next life. Write a tablet and hold a dragon companion,

The camp should support the sales of cranes. Guling evil wind blows fine grass, and empty windows are wet with water and gas.

There is nothing wrong in the world. Who can talk to him here?

Today's "Send Wuzhou Xulu" (Fang Gan)

Officials are the way to return home, and brocade is open during the day. The legacy of eight poems is prosperous,

Hill's cool colors helped Wei Qing. Shu Xing didn't finish the outline, but the horn was blown out and locked.

Laugh at me for being more stupid in middle age and getting drunk and fishing in rocky places.

Pet-name ruby "ruihexian" (Fang)

Look at the green hills around this country. Grass grows and smoke is thin in the twilight. Flowers fall without wind. Who wants to blow the horn to the official building at dusk? Stiff and weak. I wish I could keep your promise. I want to miss the past, remember last year, * * * raised a glass. Loneliness. Time flies, let alone sorrow, tears come first. Pearl curtains and green curtains. Besides meeting each other, it is a good medicine. After the end of middle age, feelings are always easy to become evil with high altitude. Go home early, the moon and the ground are gloomy, and there is laughter.

Attending whistle (Fang Yue)

The moon is old, I want a drink. I've heard about my life. Let me ask you, when did it start? It's more important to have a dry Kun. How many years. This is a wild place. I broke up with Tang Yu today. Emperors Fang Xun, Chen Jia, Jianyou and Song Jiaxi. Every 3520 years. Wind and rain and profit and loss. The old rabbit runs at full speed, and the frog is panting, which is bound to fail. Hey. There is no sadness on the moon. My views on several stages of life. Bright eyes, no baby in Ming and Qing dynasties. But in middle age, I feel sleepy and don't know what it's like to be old. Try to push. I have a point, but I have to doubt my ears. I'm afraid the ancient moon is different from the present one. If you hate, you hate that people are not thousands of years old. But today, the ice wheel is like washing. Who has seen Sui and Tang Dynasties since ancient times? When it is clear, when it is dark, when it is dark, after all, it is less sunny and rainy. There is still a long time before the moon sets. Mr. Yue, the judge's aunt is drunk.

I want some poems about people reaching middle age.

When people meet in middle age, they dare to ask heaven with a smile;

The spring rain is silent and the breeze is light, and Xia Feng is like a dream rain;

Autumn water is full of light smoke and flowing water, and winter thunder Xia Xue looks back at Yun Qi;

A curtain of secluded dreams is lost in the dream, and the flute of Buyi Caotang in the moonlight;

The moonlight in the pool is green and Liu Suifeng, and the static fish in the stream is quiet;

Thousands of rivers and moons are winding, and the quiet night is as quiet as a lotus;

A curtain of rain and the evening wind are urgent, and the spring rain sharpens the stone;

After the rain, the sky was clear and rosy, and the stupid bird released a crane in the clear sky early;

The purple locust was faint with yellow flowers yesterday, and the frost leaves were red through a Ye Qiu;

Bamboo in Jiang Nanyu is woven with vicissitudes of life memories;

Happy prodigal son cherishes beauty, holds hands with beauty and never sleeps;

Plain hands, red skirts, agricultural makeup at night, no regrets in the earth, romantic everywhere;

Five willow laymen are old and strong, and true love is like grass without fragrance;

Gentle as the wind is like a pig, and the breeze and long hair are fluttering;

A delicate gardenia, Wuhe's daughter smiles at the flowers;

A crescent moon is as cool as an eyebrow, sweaty and drunk;

Loneliness is like wine in clear autumn, which makes people smile;

A faint scent of women doesn't like it, and a carefree attitude is a happy Buddha;

4. Poetry describing the Middle Ages

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. (Song) Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Looking back, this year has passed, and all the bitterness is sweet. The night is dim, and I have no sleep to read and listen to the spring talk. Every day is a new one, and I am no longer at leisure, watching the moonlight-filled stars go all the way.

There is only white hair in a fair world, and there is no pity for your head. (Tang) Du Mu's "A Unique Skill of Sending a Hermit"

Have you noticed that the water of the Yellow River comes from all over the world, enters the ocean and never returns? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

I like singing at dusk, and green hills are shining everywhere.

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, it's white and sad. (Song) Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong"

The prime of life no longer comes, and it will be difficult to wake up one day. (Gold) Tao Yuanming's Miscellaneous Poems

Time is eternal, and we pass away.

Nothing in the world will make people old. It's half cock and half horseshoe (Qing) Wang Jiuling's "Topic Hotel"

The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. (Song) "A Prune"

Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds. Aesthetic sentences lamenting the passage of time