Poetry that exhorts people to cherish time.

1, "Huanxisha, a new word, a glass of wine"

Author Yan Shu? Dynasty and Northern Song Dynasty

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

Vernacular translation:

Listen to a new song and drink a glass of wine, or the old pavilion of last year's weather. When will the sunset come back?

Flowers bloom and fall, and I can't help it. The returning swallows seem to know each other and wander alone on the flower path of the small garden.

2. Leyou Scenic Area/Leyou Tomb

Author Li Shangyin? the Tang Dynasty

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Vernacular translation:

I was in a bad mood at night and drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night.

3. "Long song"

Author Han Yuefu? The Han Dynasty

The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.

I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?

A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Vernacular translation:

Sunflowers in the garden are lush, and Ran Ran rises in the glittering and translucent morning sun.

Spring scatters hope all over the earth, and everything shows prosperity.

I am always afraid that the cold autumn will come, the leaves will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

When can a hundred rivers run to the sea and return to the west?

If young people don't work hard in time, they will only regret it for a lifetime when they are old.

4. the song of tomorrow

Author Qian Fu? tomorrow

Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows.

Tomorrow will never come.

If the world is tired tomorrow, it will go to Qiu Lai as a veteran in spring.

Watch the water flow eastward and the sunset at dusk.

What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow, how many tomorrows!

Waiting for tomorrow, everything will be wasted.

The world is tired of tomorrow, and tomorrow will be endless.

In the morning, the water flows east, and now it grows in the west.

What will tomorrow be like in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

Vernacular translation:

Tomorrow is another tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are. I've been waiting for tomorrow all my life, and I haven't made any progress. The world is as tired of tomorrow as I am, and it will grow old after a year. Watching the river flow eastward in the morning and the sunset at night is the real life. How many tomorrows can there be in a hundred years?

Please listen to my song tomorrow. Tomorrow is another tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are. Waiting for tomorrow every day, nothing has progressed. The world is as difficult as I am. I'm tired of tomorrow, and endless tomorrow is getting old. Watching the river flow eastward in the morning and the sunset at night is the real life. How many tomorrows can there be in a hundred years? Please listen to my song tomorrow.

5. Two poems by Bailudong, the first part

Author Wang Zhenbai? the Tang Dynasty

Concentrate on reading, I know that spring has passed, and every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold.

It is not Taoism that mocks, but the teachings of Duke Zhou are devoted to the study of Confucius.

Vernacular translation:

Concentrate on reading, before you know it, spring has passed, and every inch of time is like gold.

It's not that Taoist priests laugh at it, but that they put the essence of Duke Zhou and Confucius' thoughts and theories into their study.