A poem describing a person's age.

Poetry about old age 1. Poetry describing old age

1, the book movement in my hometown has passed the years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.

The Spring Festival Evening of Cui Tu in Tang Dynasty.

Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring. Hu Die's dreamer Wan Li and Zi Guizhi were late at night last month.

The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors. Naturally, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?

Explanation:

How heartless it is that the water keeps flowing away and the flowers keep dying. It is this ruthless season that I sent the last spring breeze across Cheng Chun. In my sleep, I dreamed of my hometown thousands of miles away. It was late at night when I woke up, and the cuckoo was singing in the branches.

I haven't received letters from my hometown for several years, and the spring is blooming, but I am already full of white hair in the mirror. I don't want to go home now, because my ambition has not come true. When I want to go home, I will naturally go home. No one competes with me for the scenery of my hometown.

2, unscrewed and turned into empty, white-haired lovers are more precious.

In the Tang Dynasty, Si Kongtu's Jiuquanzi sells Xinghua.

Buy apricot flowers and come back for ten years without dying. Rockery western medicine is blue to the east and full of red branches.

White-haired lovers, unscrewing and spinning into the air, are even more precious. At dusk, I drank a toast to the east wind, and I was calm.

Explanation:

I bought apricot flowers and didn't see them bloom until I returned to China for ten years. To the west of the rockery and to the east of the medicine garden, there are lush foliage. Flowers bloom quickly, and they end up quickly, and they are empty at once. White-haired but affectionate, people are so pitiful and affectionate. At dusk, raise your wine and pray for the east wind. I hope you will be tolerant of her and calm down.

3. The crane hair hangs to the shoulders and feet, and it has been away from home for 35 days.

From "Dragon Boat in Tongzhou" written by Yin in Tang Dynasty.

White hair falls to the shoulder one foot long, and 35 days away from home is the Dragon Boat Festival.

The child was very happy and surprised to see it, but asked which direction is home?

Explanation:

My white hair is a foot long and I have been away from home for thirty-five years (Dragon Boat Festival). The child was very happy and surprised when he saw it, but asked which direction was his hometown.

4, a few plum blossoms in Jiangnan, people have turned white.

From Liu Zhu in the Song Dynasty, "partridge sky, snow shows mountain city, jade refers to cold"

Snow shines on the mountain city, jade refers to the cold, and Qiang is in charge of the building. There are several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea.

The stars are dotted and the moon is round. Go back to the river and get into the cups and plates. There are 3,000 romantic poems by Hanlin, and I sent them to Wu Ji with tears in my eyes.

Explanation:

The snow covering the earth reflects the mountain city. In the ice and snow, the flute player upstairs feels cold, doesn't he? The sound of the Qiang flute you played is full of parting sadness, floating in the air. Plum blossoms in Jiangnan bloom and fall, and fall and bloom. How many times have they bloomed? I wander at the end of the world, and my temple is so gloomy.

Facing the shining stars and the bright full moon in the sky, I drank endlessly alone. Drinking, drinking, as if the milky way in the sky had flowed back into my cup. I, a bachelor of Hanlin, wrote 3,000 poems for my lovesickness, and I want to give them to your lover in the south, so that you can read them slowly and carefully with tears in your eyes!

5, feelings gradually become late, Zhu Yan in the mirror was shocked.

Magnolia grandiflora, urban landscape, Qian Zuo in Song Dynasty.

The scenery on the city is chaotic, and the gate smoke is on the shore. When will the bluegrass rest, the tears will be broken first.

Feelings are getting late, and the mirror is full of surprises. I used to hate Fang Zun, but today I'm afraid of shallowness.

Explanation:

Spring is bright on the city, birds are singing, and the blue waves under the city are beating against the embankment. When does the poplar and green grass decline? My eyes are blurred and sad. People gradually feel that their beautiful feelings are fading in their later years, and their beauty in the mirror has also changed. I used to be afraid to raise my glass because I was sick, but now I'm afraid my glass will be dissatisfied.

2. What poems lament your age?

1. Lingyun Song Cheng Dachang

Both men and women have official names. Grandchildren are also on the board. Wear new clothes, don't stay in the enterprise. Fire pavilion in cold, flower pavilion in spring. Walking in the starry sky, I only call for green. Life is eight ranks, and the temples are all green. Hong Yan is light-footed. Know the front, you are very old. Yushu, Lan Zhi is more willing to go to court. In order to ask the queen mother, when will the peaches be lost?

2. "Dead Hua Lian" Song Ge Zhong Sheng

* * * Le Tang's deep curtain does not roll. The cold is light, and the spring scenery in February is still shallow. Turn over a new leaf and strive to come to the Song and Dance Academy. A listless section of Long Xianxiang's shirt. Draw a flying bilingual swallow. In the end, it seems to know people, aiming to see the golden lamp. I wish you all the best before the flowers bloom. Zhu Yan has a long history.

3. Thank the Emperor Wang Song Qian Qiu

The weather is so scorching that the first idlers are tired. Bleak dragon embroidered curtain roll. A cluster of stars singing fans, a cluster of snow fragrant and soft. Shoubei tried to make up for it from him. Laugh low and wish, the age is far away. There is no reason to rest and drive. The east wind blows happiness, and the eyebrows are yellow. Then go to the temple with the heron.

4. "Good Things (Birthday Ci)" Song Cheng Dachang

Five thousand words a day, but I didn't say my age could be extended. And you can get rid of it early, and you will be humiliated in the distance. The sideburns must be white and beautiful to accompany the old eyes. In the cultural ice and snow forest, pines and bamboos are green.

5. "Master Shangshu Sick Spring Two Poems" Don Xu Yin

Your body will wither gradually than Hà Thu's sleep, until your country falls. That layer of ice can still be warm in the sun, but the diseased bone didn't heal in spring.

In the mirror, the white beard is long and the yellow birds on the branches are still singing. His grace is sacred, so how can he teach Lu to throw? The wind has weakened the tendons for a long time, and broken windows are common for monthly reunion. There are no old colleagues to ask, only affectionate and too defensive.

Send 30% shares, annual income and 5 baht wax. If Xuanqiong is a fake age, he is willing to take a copper coin as a country sage.

6. "Although your life is long" former Cao

Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments.

The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.

The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;

The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;

Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.

Fortunately, I sing my ambition.

7. Song Xin Qi Ji, "Shui Long Yin Guo Nan Jian Shuang Xi Lou"

Looking up at the clouds in the northwest, Wan Li needs a long sword. People talk about this place. See you late at night. Bullfighting is full of flames. I think the mountains are high, the pool is empty and the water is cold, and the moon and stars are pale. Looking at the burning rhinoceros, I leaned against the fence in fear, angry and miserable.

The gorge bundles the Cangjiang River, crosses the dangerous building, and wants to fly and converge. Long Yuan is old! You'd better lie higher, curling is cold. The ups and downs of the ages, the sad laughter of a hundred years, and the browsing in an instant. Who unloaded it, sailed on the beach and tied the sunset rope?

8. "Partridge Day, Living in the Sunset Room" Song Luyou

I live in a dark room. The slightest dust doesn't matter. Pour the residual jade through the bamboo, and roll the yellow court to see the mountain.

Greed and arrogance make decline and disability. Let's smile everywhere. Yuan knows that his creative heart is different, but he is as old as a hero.

9. The Dead Yu Lianhua Miaolan Jin Ting Lu Gu Song Lu you.

Lanting, Yu Miao, today's ancient road. Clear the frost overnight and dye all the trees by the lake. Nautilus cup is very deep. Don't complain He knew where to meet when they met.

Ran Ran's life will not last long. After all, Zhu Yan in the mirror will slowly disappear. Remember a word from Ding Ningjun. Immortals must be made by idle people.

10. "Late Spring Dingfengbo Manxing" Song Xin Qiqi

When I was young, spring was like wine. Flower arrangement makes you intoxicated for ten million minutes. When you are old, every spring is like a sick glass of wine. Only. Small curtain tea ou Xiang yin.

When flowers run out, the wind changes. Not annoying. Flowers are blooming in the spring breeze. Who can see the return of spring? Swallows meet in the sunset.

3. Poems about old people who are healthy.

Energetic, bright-eyed, strong, tall willows, slender waist, graceful, bright ears, full of vigor and vitality, radiant, a hundred years has passed on the great cause of a child's face for half his life, saying that the old man is 70 years old, and Beidou holds Nanshan as a birthday cup all day long, aiming for thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

Lian Po is old and can still eat well. He is full of energy, full of vigor and vitality, with a strong body and a life like Nanshan Stone. He is healthy and healthy, holding Nanshan as a longevity cup for a long time, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. When Lian Po is old, he can still have a good meal, like flowing water in the East China Sea, and he lives longer than Nanshan! Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments.

The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever. Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation.

Poor hair has become a white-haired man! Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.

The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.

Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.

It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. It's in vain.

4. Describe my old poems when I was in middle school.

Ten years of cold window, nobody cares, famous all over the world. -Yuan Dynasty's brilliant "Pipa"

Let him be full of white hair and towels, and he will be happy with his first step. -Song Liang Hao's "Self-topic"

In addition, please refer to the following information, hoping to help you:

Meng Jiao's Happy Poems

Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, failed in the imperial examinations many times before he was fifty. He experienced the changes of science examination and deeply realized the sufferings of scholars. He wrote two poems, one of which said: "Abandoning and abandoning hurts like a knife", and the other wrote: "Nine times a night, I can't dream of coming home." Twice in Chang 'an, I will see tears in my eyes. "

After Meng Jiao won the second place, his pride was like a spring breeze. A poem wrote down his joy: "In the past, boasting was not enough. Now, there is no limit to thoughts. The spring breeze is proud of horseshoes, and you can see all the Chang 'an flowers in one day. "

Liang Haobai shouted

In the second year of Yongxi, 82-year-old Liang Haoxi won the top prize and wrote a poem: "Tianfu rose in three years, and Yongxi became famous in two years. Let him be full of white hair and towels, and he will be happy with his first step. There are no peers on the list, and only children and grandchildren are welcome to return home. I also know that it is good to be young, and it is old to fight for the boss. " This poem is mixed with sadness and joy, which reminds people of the character Jin Fan in another novel.

5. Describe an old poem with great ambition.

Ju Chi Shou

Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments.

The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.

The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles;

The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky;

Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.

Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.

Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting

I am a teenager. The left side leads to yellow and the right side leads to blue.

Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts.

In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.

The wine is full and the box is still open. What's wrong with the slight frost on the temple?

Hold a festival in the clouds, when to send the phoenix hall.

I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.

Qiu Puge Li Bai

White hair three thousands of feet,

Fate is like a long sorrow.

I don't know. In the mirror,

Where to get autumn frost.

Book anger

Lu you

When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.

It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.

Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.

Real name first, who is better than one thousand years!