Poems mourning the untimely death of classmates

Poem about mourning for classmates 1. What poems are there about "mourning for classmates"?

1, "Jinse" Li Shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed by emperors.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.

2. Li Shangyin's Honor of the First Moon Palace

Close the lock and cover it with moss, and the corridor and deep pavilion are idle here.

The prophet is dizzy in the windy month, but the cold flowers still bloom.

The bat blows the curtain and turns, and the mouse guesses through the window net.

When I hold the lamp alone, I sing at night.

Poems by Jiang Yan and Mourning Room People

When a beauty dies, there will be endless troubles.

The candle is dark at night, but the golden mirror remains the same during the day.

Tung leaves give birth to green water, and foggy days flow.

Fang is not empty, birds think of time.

Xiang Yong acted cautiously, but he couldn't help it.

3, "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless.

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 every year there will be heartbroken, moonlit and short matsuoka.

4, "Mourning Poetry" Wang Shizhen

On the stranger, the flowers are fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled into lines.

Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you.

5. Jiang Yan, a poet in the mourning room

It is appropriate to see that the leaves are depressed and the flowers have recovered.

The spring breeze in the tent is swaying, and the eaves are still swaying.

Seeing the scenery with tears destroys the heart and the things.

Today's sadness needs tears, and yesterday's joy often wanders.

Who can comfort you if you keep sighing?

6. Jiang Yan, Poem of Mourning Room People

When a beauty dies, there will be endless troubles.

The candle is dark at night, but the golden mirror remains the same during the day.

Tung leaves give birth to green water, and foggy days flow.

Fang is not empty, birds think of time.

Xiang Yong acted cautiously, but he couldn't help it.

1, Li shangyin (about 8 13—— about 858), a famous poet in the late Tang dynasty, was born in western Henan (xi), Fan Nansheng, originally from Hanoi, Huaizhou, and originally from Xingyang.

2. In the second year of Tang Wenzong (837), Li Shangyin was a scholar, and served as secretary, proofreader and commander of Hongnong. Because he was involved in the political whirlpool of "the dispute between Niu and Li", he was excluded and frustrated all his life. In the last years of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty (about 858), Li Shangyin died in Zheng County and was buried at the foot of Beishan Mountain in Dongyuan Tsinghua. His ancestral home was Yongdian, Huaizhou (now Wangzhuang Town, Qinyang Mountain). Li Shangyin was one of the few poets who deliberately pursued the beauty of poetry in the late Tang Dynasty and even the whole Tang Dynasty. He is good at poetry writing, and parallel prose has high literary value. He was called "Little Du Li" with Du Mu and "Wen Li" with Wen. His poems are novel in conception and beautiful in style, especially some love poems and untitled poems are touching, beautiful and moving, and are widely read. However, some poems are too obscure to be solved, and there is even a saying that "poets always love Quincy and hate that no one writes about Jian Zheng".

3. "Jiangchengzi" This is a sad song. The author vividly reflects his sincere feelings and deep nostalgia for his dead wife by combining his unfortunate experience and infinite feelings in his political career in the past ten years. This poem was written by Su Shi in memory of his late wife Wang Fu. "Ten years is endless life and death." At the beginning of the poem, the time when the husband and wife died was pointed out-ten years. Su Shi's wife Wang Fu died in Zhiping for two years, just ten years after the poet wrote this word. Ten years, whether long or short, are limited, but just as it spans between life and death, it is endless. Everyone knows that the living and the dead can never meet. The word "life and death" here tells the story of two worlds, which is very painful to use. So that the following "two boundless" has the feeling of "knowing nothing" and "never knowing". "If you don't think about it, you will never forget it", which is the painter's yearning for the dead.

2. What are the poems in memory of classmates?

1, mourning Xue Tai

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.

I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.

On one side is a dying plane tree, and on the other side is a long-term sick body. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad.

In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.

2. Li Bais Tomb

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.

Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems.

As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.

By the quarrying river, endless weeds surround the cemetery, away from the white clouds.

Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems.

As long as they are poets, most of them have bad fate. Poets are poor and frustrated, and no one has surpassed Li Jun.

3, crying Li Shangyin.

Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue

The word "Ji Cheng Xing Lang" means "mountain", and it is appropriate to go back to Gaorang with a sigh.

The branches and leaves of the Ci forest are exhausted in three spring, and learning the sea is dry overnight.

The wind and rain blew out the candle, and the name grew between the teeth.

You should just climb the tree outside the object and walk to the altar in your dress.

The name of Langguan in Ji Cheng is Li Yishan, and it is sighing to be in the loess.

The branches and leaves of the poetry forest withered, and the academic waves dried up overnight.

The storm blew out the candles, and my name has been missing in my heart.

He should climb Yushu in the outside world and climb the altar of immortals in his clothes.

4, crying Li Shangyin

Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue

Empty negative lingyun talents, life never open-minded.

Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come.

A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner.

Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station.

Kong has brilliant talent, and his mind has never been unfolded for a moment in his life.

Where the birds crow and the flowers fall, the bamboo dies and the phoenix dies and the bird no longer flies.

A good horse bends because it has no owner, but a bosom friend loses his heart because of a broken string.

Hades don't have to sigh that Yin and Yang are separated, and satellites are sent to the underworld.

5. Two congratulations.

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

There are fanatics in Siming, which is really romantic.

Chang 'an calls me a fairy as soon as we meet.

What used to be a good cup turned into Panasonic dust.

Scarab changed wine, but she remembered tears and towels.

When the madman returned to Siming, Yin Shan Taoist greeted him.

Dedicate Mirror Lake to the glory of Juntai Marsh.

People die in their hometown, and there are lotus flowers in the air.

It hurts me to miss this dream.

There was once a madman in Siming Mountain. He was the renowned romantic genius.

When we first met in Chang 'an, he called me a fairy from heaven.

At first, it was a Brewmaster who loved to put wine in a glass, but today it has turned into Panasonic dust.

Every time I think of the scene of exchanging angel turtles for wine, I can't help crying.

When the fanatical Mr. He returned to Siming, he was first welcomed by Taoist priests in Yin Shan.

A pool of mirror lakes gives you the enjoyment of mountains and rivers.

People have passed away, leaving only their former residence, and there are lotus flowers in Jinghu Lake.

Seeing these makes people feel that life is as bleak as a big dream, which makes me sad.

3. What are the poems in memory of classmates?

1, a corner of the setting sun painting on the city is sad, and Shen Yuan's non-pool platform is revived.

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo. -Interpretation of Lu You's "Shen Garden": The corner painting on the city wall sounds like sorrow, and Shen Garden is no longer the original Chige.

The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful shadow floating here like a rainbow. Every grass and tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei. Huayang Yuyue has no talent, but it can only solve snowflakes flying all over the sky.

-Interpretation of Han Yu's Late Spring: Spring will come back soon, and flowers and trees will try their best to keep it. First of all, they will compete with each other and make the world colorful. Poor Huayang Yu Qian, not gorgeous, just flying all over the sky, like snowflakes.

3. Beautiful scenery and good scenery; There are few stars in the moon and many sacrifices. Spring breeze has solved thousands of snows; The younger generation will never forget the martyrs.

4. Relatives will watch you from the sky. Stay with you.

Relatives are always by your side. You just can't see him.

5. The happiness of the living is the best comfort for the dead relatives. For the hope of the old people, you must try your best to make yourself happy! 6. The ancients have long known that Qingming is a good time, a good day for worship and outing. 7. This is a special day, loaded with countless thoughts. If you are really good to him/her, please be happy! 8. Dear, maybe you will regret the past and feel sad because of the loss, but please learn to be strong when you are most sad.

9. I feel sorry for your loss. Now we should sincerely wish the deceased a pleasant journey and rest in Jiuquan! 10, let's turn grief into strength, turn grief into persistence, carry on the legacy, follow in his footsteps, and comfort his soul in heaven. 1 1. The ancients had the custom of "folding willows to bid farewell". I have no willow to fold. I will send you a short message: I hope to see you again soon! 12, love is faint, but it is difficult to be together! Without you, you are my world; When I am with you, the world is yours.

13, don't be too sad about the death of your loved ones. In heaven, he won't like you so depressed. Cheer up and work hard for the people you love. 14, everyone can't understand and accept the pain of losing their loved ones at all, but everyone will face the loss of their loved ones, relax, and will still come to your world tomorrow.

15, human nature, everyone can't feel the pain of losing their loved ones, we can only silently pray for the deceased in our hearts, hoping that they will live well in another paradise.

4. What are the ancient poems about mourning students?

1, Elegy of Tao Qian

One: Where there is life, there must be death, and sooner or later there must be death. Last night, I was the same person, but today I am in the ghost book. What is Lingsan? Dry and empty wood. A charming child cried from his father, and a good friend caressed me and cried. If you don't know the gains and losses, you can feel right and wrong! Long live the century, who knows the honor or disgrace. But I hate drinking enough when I'm alive.

Second, there was no wine to drink in the past, but now it is empty. Spring mash gives birth to floating ants. When can we taste it better? Before the food box was full of me, I stood by crying. If you want to speak silently, you want to see things without light. I used to sleep in Gaotang County, but now I live in Huangcao Township. Once out, it's still early to go back to night.

Third, the weeds are vast and the poplars are rustling. In mid-September, severe frost sent me out of the outer suburbs. No one lives on all sides, and the high graves wither. The horse cries to the sky, and the wind is depressed. It's not a thousand years since the secluded room was closed. The Millennium has passed, and the sages are helpless! Always send people away and return to their homes. Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung. What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.

2, "Qing Ming Day Qujiang Huai You" Yin

Jun and Tiansu are old friends, so I'm going to make friends.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

3, "Huanxisha Reading the West Wind and Being Alone Cool" Qing Na Lan Xing De

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.

4. In memory of Xue Tai Tang Bai Juyi

Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.

I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.

5, "Hanging Bai Juyi" Tang Lichen

In the past 60 years, who taught me to be a poet?

Floating clouds are naturally happy if they are not famous and easy to live in.

A boy will hate Long song, and Hu Er will play the pipa.

The article is full of people, and I once missed you.

5. What are the poems about "Mourning for the Lost Classmate"?

1, in memory of Xue Tai Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi died of an old illness in Wu Tong, and his thoughts and thoughts hurt his spirit.

I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there. On one side is a dying plane tree, and on the other side is a long-term sick body. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad.

In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight. 2. Tang Dynasty in Li Bais Tomb: Bai Juyi excavated Li Bai's grave by the river, surrounded by endless grass and clouds.

Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems. As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.

By the quarrying river, endless weeds surround the cemetery, away from the white clouds. Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems.

As long as they are poets, most of them are unlucky, and poets are poor and frustrated. No one surpasses Li Jun. 3. Crying Li Shangyin, one of the Tang Dynasties: Cui Jue became a mountain of auspicious words, and it is just right to give up with a sigh.

The branches and leaves of the Ci forest are exhausted in three spring, and learning the sea is dry overnight. The wind and rain blew out the candle, and the name grew between the teeth.

You should just climb the tree outside the object and walk to the altar in your dress. The name of Langguan in Ji Cheng is Li Yishan, and it is sighing to be in the loess.

The branches and leaves of the poetry forest withered, and the academic waves dried up overnight. The storm blew out the candles, and my name has been missing in my heart.

He should climb Yushu in the outside world and climb the altar of immortals in his clothes. 4. Crying Li Shangyin Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue failed to achieve great talents in Lingyun and never opened his arms all his life.

Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come. A good horse is full of sadness because it has no owner.

Jiuquan does not sigh, sending satellites into the night station. Kong has brilliant talent, and his mind has never been unfolded for a moment in his life.

Where the birds crow and the flowers fall, the bamboo dies and the phoenix dies and the bird no longer flies. A good horse bends because it has no owner, but a bosom friend loses his heart because of a broken string.

Hades don't have to sigh that Yin and Yang are separated, and satellites are sent to the underworld. 5, recalling the wine and supervising the second Tang Dynasty: Li Bai Siming has a madman, and the romantic season is true.

Chang 'an calls me a fairy as soon as we meet. What used to be a good cup turned into Panasonic dust.

Scarab changed wine, but she remembered tears and towels. When the madman returned to Siming, Yin Shan Taoist greeted him.

Dedicate Mirror Lake to the glory of Juntai Marsh. People die in their hometown, and there are lotus flowers in the air.

It hurts me to miss this dream. There was once a madman in Siming Mountain. He was the renowned romantic genius.

When we first met in Chang 'an, he called me a fairy from heaven. At first, it was a Brewmaster who loved to put wine in a glass, but today it has turned into Panasonic dust.

Every time I think of the scene of exchanging angel turtles for wine, I can't help crying. When the fanatical Mr. He returned to Siming, he was first welcomed by Taoist priests in Yin Shan.

A pool of mirror lakes gives you the enjoyment of mountains and rivers. People have passed away, leaving only their former residence, and there are lotus flowers in Jinghu Lake.

Seeing these makes people feel that life is as bleak as a big dream, which makes me sad.

6. What are the poems mourning the death of classmates?

Grind before the lamp, turn over the pen in late spring.

The title of the new Jinshi belongs to Mrs. Yue Tai. It's worth more than 1000 yuan, and it needs five treasures.

Where should I go? I can't bear to forget my relatives. -From Song Sun's "Mourning the Scholars", the east wind blew snow and infiltrated the spring mud, and once borrowed a monk from Wu to live on the couch.

Disappointed to never see each other again, the wild bird flew to Qulan to cry. -Excerpted from the Ming Dynasty Historical Mirror "Mourning for Gong Xuan" turned to dust in an instant, and no longer lingered here.

The remains are still there, and the owner is a neighbor. It's evening wind piano exercises outside, and there is a broken moon stone beside the bed.

See you in a dream for a few nights, and you are suspected to be a fairy in your dream. -From Lian Wenfeng's Mourning for the Crane in the Song Dynasty, I asked for a friend, and Zhou Lang voted early.

Algae compose mysterious thoughts, and men talk about loneliness and anger. If the wall stands upright, the cliff will be fine.

In impoverished Huai Ying, every word is stingy. In the middle of the year, I traveled from thin to thin, and then I returned to Fang Xun.

-From the Ming Dynasty Huangfu's "Two Poems about Mourning Friends", Xie Tiao began to return to the field and planned to open a path. The meaning of the cloud is lost, and suddenly it is exposed.

Play the piano at the table, patrol the eaves and mourn. The decree will be regarded as final and the book will be sent to a distant funeral.

-From the Ming Dynasty Huangfulang's "Mourning Friends and Tuesday's First Poem", the same brother is the most affectionate, and the water Bie Yun period is in his forties. Today, I was alone in the autumn courtyard, looking for someone under the phoenix tree.

-From the Ming Dynasty Zhi 'an master's "Mourning Ming Che 'an (Two Poems)", Yurong Pan Lang was tearful, and the painting was light and rainy. The red and blue Committee is full of worries, and the white horse looks up to heaven and does not return.

Treasure mirror dust faint Luan shadow, cymbals, broken strings, geese. How many sad things come in spring, when the green grass invades Taiwan and butterflies fly.

-Excerpted from "Mourning with Friends" written in the Tang Dynasty.

7. miss the poems of old classmates

"Man Ting Fang Nostalgia" is silent on the moon, with uncertain waves and no heavy ups and downs. Flat in the past, who will take it? Years of dust are like water, and shadows fall on the shore. What's on your mind, low eyebrows, loneliness, ginseng. He Kan. You must look back, on the road of youth, like a dream. Clouds sink and rain fall, and good scenery is known. Tired of infatuation and persistence, today is, leaning on empty culvert. Come and go alone, build by laying bricks or stones becomes this hate, and the song ends.

* * * I have been studying with my classmates for a month, and there are no classmates. The girl's spring dream is as deep as water and as deep as a cloud. Jinse spends years and years, and its bright future is ruined. Where can I find beauty? If you don't spit out your true feelings, you will hate your wet front. Heart like fire, love like rain, love like gold; High mountains and flowing water, fragrant souls join hands and become bosom friends. It's hard to lose the spring flowers and the autumn moon after a few years. Even with the heart of Dan, who can sing?

-It's just that students and teenagers are in their prime.

8. Are there any poems about mourning the lost classmates?

Mourn for a classmate

The day he left.

The sun is shining.

My classmates and I are swimming in the swimming pool opposite the school.

Later, we climbed over the railing of the school.

Who knows that is where he failed?

This classmate talked about his departure.

I was shocked.

He is a household name.

Why? Why?

Everyone is thinking.

Although he

Give the impression of showing off.

But he ...

I have been living a free and easy life.

Turn a blind eye to this

He likes studying.

Outstanding achievement

English is very good

It is hard to imagine

People who go to three bookstores to listen to the English corner one day.

Will lose passion and confidence in life.

It's hard to understand.

A person who recites words while riding a bicycle.

Just leave so easily

It's gone forever

A few hours after his parents left

I chose another way of life.

Let's think of it as another way of his existence.

One life was lost.

Nothing for this country.

But for his relatives and friends,

Unbearable

Sadness is the biggest memory he left them.

His departure may have something to do with the world.

People can't stand his studious and inquisitive character.

The teacher can't stand his endless tricky questions.

Students hate him for showing off.

But he doesn't think so.

Because he is a studious student at heart.

I met him once.

He asked me to listen to the English corner

It was that day that I witnessed him go to three bookstores.

That passion is still incredible.

I have never been prejudiced against him.

Everyone has his own way of life.

The richness of this world

There is no need to ask everyone to choose the same lifestyle.

This is the real world.

It's been a month since he left.

For his classmates,

May die without regret.

But it still makes me sigh.

How beautiful youth is.

Don't give up.

There is nothing unbearable in life.

It is irresponsible to choose death.

People are not only responsible for themselves.

You must be responsible for the people you love.