A poem expressing contempt for the world of mortals

1. Poems that despise the world of mortals

2. Poems about Li Hongchen

3. Poetry through the world of mortals

Poetry about despising the world of mortals 1. What poems describe seeing through the world of mortals?

1, Buddha said: Everything in the world is empty. Only its emptiness can contain everything.

2, Buddha said-life has eight bitterness-life, old age, illness, death, love separation, resentment for a long time, can not ask, can not let go.

3, Buddha said: skin likes hate, this impermanence.

4, Buddha said-can't say, can't say, say is wrong.

5, Buddha said-life is like a thorn, the heart does not move, people do not move, and if they do not move, they will not hurt; If the heart moves, if people move wildly, it hurts the body and bones, so they realize all kinds of pain in the world!

6. Buddha said: Let me help all sentient beings.

7. Buddha said: If you practice in prosperity, you will never become a Buddha.

8. Buddha said: I have no idea about my Buddhism. Line without line. Say nothing. There is no repair. People who meet are close at hand. Fans are far away. The word is broken Not subject to things. Almost. A moment's delay

9. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

10. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

1 1. If you teach your eyes to have no hatred, you won't believe there are bald heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"

12. The flowers of love are in full bloom. Even this bright fire of love is only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Songs and Six Songs

13. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"

14. Whoever says goodbye will have no regrets. -"Li Meng Li Ge"

15. Tears ask the flowers to be silent and fly over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems

2. What poems describe seeing through the world of mortals?

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Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji

You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt. My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.

Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.

Translation:

You know I have a husband, but you still want to give me a pair of pearls. I thank you for your affection for me and for tying pearls on my red shirt. My tall building is connected to the Royal Garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to live and die with my husband. I cried when I returned your double beads. I regret not meeting you before I got married.

2. "Yulouchun deigned to say the Day of Returning Home";

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

I'm going to talk about the date of return before I respect you. I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.

Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.

Translation:

Before opening the bottle, I plan to set a return date and long for a drink. When I want to say, the beauty has nothing to say, such as the charming face of the spring breeze, I will mourn myself first. Ah, life is sentimental, and it doesn't matter if you don't hate it-the breeze on the roof and the bright moon in the sky.

Don't sing new songs and clear songs before farewell, which has made people sad. Ah, at this time, you only need to see all the peonies in the city, and then you can travel with me, so that you won't be so sad, and you can bid farewell to the spring breeze without regrets.

Untitled a misty rain is blowing from the east with the wind.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never-ending, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? !

Translation:

The east wind is rustling and the drizzle is flying with the wind. There is a light thunder outside the lotus pond. A golden toad incense burner with a lock button, a cigarette lingering and elegant, shaped like a jade tiger pulley, pulling a rope to draw well water. Jia's daughter peeked at Han Shou through the curtains because she loved his youth and beauty. Wang Wei dreamed that Zhen Shiyin had a pillow and compared her poems to Fu Fei. Oh, my heart is no longer sprouting, the flower of spring; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.

4. "How deep is the yard?"

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Translation:

The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai.

Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

5, "Gu Tian Dai Ren Fu"

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.

Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.

Translation:

The homecoming of western Western jackdaw in the sunset has aroused my worries. Only the willows by the pool show green buds. If it weren't for the sadness of parting and the torture of not hating, I wouldn't believe that someone in this world would really be sad and bald.

When you are separated from the intestine, tears will flow desperately. With the love of acacia, I once again boarded the little red chamber. I know there are countless mountains interrupting the distant sky, but I still can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it.

3. Are there any philosophical poems that despise people's world of mortals?

Three realms of meditation: 1 Look at the mountains, look at the water. When you see the world for the first time, your heart is pure, and what you see in your eyes is what you are. 2. Looking at mountains is not mountains, and looking at water is not water. As I go deeper and deeper into this world, I find that the world is in chaos, black and white is upside down, right and wrong are confused, and I look at the mountains and sigh. 3, see the mountain or the mountain, see the water or the water. After vicissitudes of life and enlightened wisdom, you can "let him roll in the world of mortals, and I will be cool."

The past is dark, the color is clear and bright. After years of sorrow and joy, it is as clean as a mirror and as quiet as washing.

Give time, let bygones be bygones and a new beginning.

When the world is gone, the prosperity is exhausted, and all beings are bitter and happy, just like a hundred years ago. There is a wall clock in the mountain temple, which will be quiet once a day for thousands of years.

Don't be ashamed, just watch the flowers bloom in front of the pavilion. Whether to stay or not is unintentional, and the clouds roll with the horizon.

Born without worry, died without fear. The world is hot, but this heart is cold.

Everything should be quiet; Come quietly, go quietly, work quietly, harvest quietly, and avoid making noise.

Cang Yang Jia CuO: Nothing in the world is meddling except life and death.

I asked the Buddha, "Call me, insult me, insult me, scold me, insult me, bully me and hurt me. What should I do? " Buddha said, "Let him, let him, let him try his best, let him, let him, let him help him. See you in a few years." Life will inevitably suffer some grievances and injuries. It is better to be calm and calm than to be unhappy. Only by experiencing the baptism of wind and rain can we practice calm and calm.

Don't love worldly glitz, don't write about the world of mortals, don't sigh that the world is cold, don't make people sad, just watch the flowers bloom, wait for the flowers to fall, be warm and cold, and be as clean as ever.

I hope that in this life, I can be like an elegant lotus, graceful and meticulous, blooming calmly, without a license and without a trace, and settle down.

Things are like lotus, pure and elegant, not dirty and dirty, and look down on glitz.

4. What are the poems that see through the world of mortals?

Back to pearl, tears fell, and I hated not meeting before I got married.

If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.

One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in my life. If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried?

Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint.

Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. -Ouyang Xiu's "Spring on the Jade Tower"

The heart of spring has not bloomed. Even this bright flame of love has only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Songs and Six Songs.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems

If you teach your eyes no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"

Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness, and an inch is still inextricably linked.

5. Poems describing people who see through the world of mortals and escape into an empty net.

Describe the poem that sees through the world of mortals and escapes into an empty net:

1, nothing, where is the dust! Tang Dynasty Bodhisattva: Huineng

2. Where can I find a bosom friend? Tears wet the corners of my eyes. Man Jianghong-Zhu Xiao Jinghua Qing Dynasty: Qiu Jin

3, the old man is only, wake up the bright moon, the breeze after drunkenness. "The moon is full of mountains and separated by red dust." Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

4, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan. Tao Yuanming: Wei and Jin Dynasties in Five Drinking Songs

5. Life is rootless and floats like a stranger. Poems in Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

6. If you don't miss life, you will miss it and you will miss it. Xu Zaisi's "Break the halberd and sink the sand"

7. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse

8, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. Nalan Xingde's "Paving Happy Sand"

9, the eyes are condensed with autumn waters and swords, and the poem is cut into bone jade. Purple English-Bright Light

10, whoever says goodbye has no regrets. Dream glass-the song of parting

1 1, peeling three thousand troubles, cold temple lanterns with ancient buddhas. A Dream in Red Mansions

Extended data

The world of mortals originally refers to a prosperous place.

The word "dust" in Buddhism is translated from Sanskrit, which means pollution, which means that it can pollute people's authenticity. "Dust" is synonymous with "environment" and refers to everything perceived and recognized by the outside world. Buddhism believes that the dust world is realized with one heart, not the real objective reality, but the illusory "external world". Later, because the world of mortals refers to the illusory world.

As the saying goes, he who sees through the world of mortals sees through the vanity and filth of the world and doesn't want to stay. It is often used to describe being very philosophical and free and easy.

He who sees through the world of mortals has a thorough understanding of things in the world through some chance in the course of life, which is a process of self-thinking breakthrough. He generally adopts passive evasive strategies and behaviors in his behavior. He who sees through the world of mortals will usually let go of the pursuit and persistence of money, power, fame, beauty and other desires after he understands that everything is empty.

It is useful to see through the world of mortals, adopt an attitude and behavior of turning a blind eye to things and things in life, and maintain self-peace, but its negative behavior is not conducive to the development of the country, society and family and personal responsibility.

References:

Sogou encyclopedia-he who sees through the world of mortals

The poem about Li Hongchen is 1. Search: a poem about swimming in the Yangtze River.

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia.

The stars leaned down from the clearing, and the moon came running from the river.

Leaves fall like a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll on Du Fu and climb up the mountain.

The lonely sail is far away, but I can send Meng Haoran to Guangling in the sky of the Yangtze River.

Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows back to Li Baiwang Tianmen Mountain.

The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river flows into the river (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")

References:

"The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river goes around the wilderness"-(Tang) Li Bai

"This water runs through the heavens and the earth, and the mountains are there but not there." Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)

"Long waves push forward waves, and even the mountains are cracked"-[Tang] Bai Juyi.

"The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river goes around the wilderness"-(Tang) Li Bai

References:

2. Poems about Du Fu's "Young and Old"

Ai Jiangtou (Shaoling night always swallowed her voice and cried)-.

There are thousands of palaces on the shore and new branches of willows. Who are you green for? . I remember the colorful flags floating from the South Garden, which was full of colors.

The first lady of the kingdom, from the Sun Palace, waited on the emperor's royal chariot. The cavalry in front of them were all holding bows and arrows, and discerning horses were chewing gold.

An archer, chest up, went through the clouds and hit a pair of birds with one arrow. Where are those perfect eyes and those pearly teeth? A blood-stained soul has no home and nowhere to go.

A clear wave flowed eastward, crossing the Diaolou Mountain Path, and there was no news. Compassionate people shed tears and hoped that she would be as eternal as rivers and flowers.

When I boarded the Tatar, in the dim twilight, the clouds were filled with dust and I wanted to forget the north and south and go to the south. Note: Shaoling is old at night: Du Fu calls himself.

Qujiang: It's near Xi today. No Return: At that time, Yang Guifei hanged Ma Yupo.

Analysis: This poem was written in the spring of the second year of Zhide (756). The year before last, on the way to Suzong in Lingwu, the poet was taken to Chang 'an by the rebels in An Lushan, and later escaped.

What is written in the poem is the desolate scene seen in Chang 'an at that time, recalling the grand occasion of the past, and the feelings of grief and indignation run through the whole article.

3. The poem describing the scenery on the ground and on the river in Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene is

1, the poem describing the ground scenery in "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong":

"Peach blossoms are three or two outside the bamboo" and "Artemisia is short on the ground".

2, "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene" describes the scenery on the river:

The Prophet of Plumbing Duck on the Spring River and It's Time for the Puffer to Go Up.

3. Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene, also known as Hui Chong Riverside Scenery, was a poem written by Su Shi for Hui Chong during his stay in Jiangyin in the eighth year of Yuanfeng (1085). Two original poems. Hui Chong was a famous painter and monk in Song Dynasty, which was one of the so-called "Nine Monks" by Ouyang Xiu. He is good at painting poems, especially geese, geese, egrets and small scenes. The night view of the riverside is his masterpiece. Su Shi painted early spring and February vividly with a few strokes.

This poem clearly embodies Su Shi's bold, fresh and lively artistic style, and shows Su Shi's superb ability to master the artistic rules of poetry and painting flexibly and freely.

Poetry through the world of mortals 1. Write a poem "Crossing the Red Dust" Singer: Le Tong.

The world of mortals knows the spring and autumn.

The storm is coming.

Zuihua leans against the window

Red willow branches in early summer

Looking forward to Jun Jun every day.

Make love in a dream.

Su Yiyao Qin Yu Qian Zhi

The charm of dance is amazing

Catch up with the sky on foot

Xiao Sheng stopped dancing in confusion.

Cuoba Zhusha eyebrow point

I was stunned by the fluttering smile on my clothes.

An immeasurable difference

Jinse is full of sound.

Jianwu Tianwaishan

Ye Qinluo has a mournful voice.

Thousands of miles away

Zhulinjian

Let bamboo leaves disturb your shoulders.

Cross the world of mortals

An idea touches your heartstrings.

2. The meaning of Du's lyrics

Cross the world of mortals

Lyrics: Zhao Tiezhi

Composer: Zhang Tiancai

Arranged by Feng Dan

Singing: Le Tong

Looking up at the bright moonlight.

Bow your head or cry for love.

How much loneliness has turned into frost.

It's just that I've missed you for too long.

The moonlight drew the shadow longer and longer.

Your piano will accompany me on the trip.

They say the world of mortals is heartbreaking.

Willing to wander with you

Let my songs accompany you everywhere.

I don't want things to get too messy.

Even if we can't fly together in this life.

I will come back to you in the afterlife.

Let my dream cross the world of mortals with you.

I don't want the cycle of time to hurt people too much.

Even if I can't be with you tomorrow.

The ends of the earth will never forget each other.

The moonlight drew the shadow longer and longer.

Your piano will accompany me on the trip.

They say the world of mortals is heartbreaking.

Willing to wander with you

Let my songs accompany you everywhere.

I don't want things to get too messy.

Even if we can't fly together in this life.

I will come back to you in the afterlife.

Let my dream cross the world of mortals with you.

I don't want the cycle of time to hurt people too much.

Even if I can't be with you tomorrow.

The ends of the earth will never forget each other.

Let my songs accompany you everywhere.

I don't want things to get too messy.

Even if we can't fly together in this life.

I will come back to you in the afterlife.

Let my dream cross the world of mortals with you.

I don't want the cycle of time to hurt people too much.

Even if I can't be with you tomorrow.

The ends of the earth will never forget each other.

The ends of the earth will never forget each other.

3. The meaning of Du's lyrics

Du Ci: Zhao Tiezhi Composer: Zhang Tiancai Arranger: Singing: Raise your head in the bright moonlight or bow your head in the tears of acacia. How much loneliness has turned into frost? It's just that the road I yearn for is too long. The moonlight draws the shadow longer and longer, and your piano music will accompany me to travel. It is said that the world of mortals is heartbroken and willing to drift with you. Let my songs accompany you everywhere. I don't want to be too confused. Even if I can't fly together in this life, I will come back to you and cross the world of mortals with you in the afterlife. I don't want the cycle of years to be too painful. Even if I can't depend on you tomorrow, the ends of the earth will not forget it. The moonlight will draw the shadow longer and longer. Your piano music will accompany me on a trip. It is said that the world of mortals will break people's hearts and they are willing to wander with you. Let my song accompany you to the ends of the earth. I don't want things to get too messy. Even if I can't fly together in this life, I will come back to you. I will let my dream cross the world of mortals with you. I don't want the cycle of years to be too painful. Even if I can't, if you forget, let my songs accompany you everywhere. I don't want the world to be too chaotic. Even if we can't fly together in this life, the afterlife will come back to you. Let my dream cross the world with you. I don't want the cycle of years to be too painful. Even if I can't get attached to you tomorrow, the ends of the earth will not forget it. The ends of the earth will not forget it.

4. Poems about love, hate and sadness

The west wind still shines, Han Jialing (Li Bai's Qin Yi E) is weak and suspicious of the wind, and the orchids are like towels.

Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). The Chu people want to hear Yao's resentment. In the middle of the night in Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God"), the mountain temple looks for laurel seeds in the middle of the month, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on the pillow. When I revisit my old place (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"), I hate it when I think about it until I return.

In the Ming dynasty, people leaned against the building (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc") wanted to be at dusk. When they are bored and leaning against the door alone (Bodhisattva Man in the text), they are all there. When they are heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (the text "Dream in the South of the Yangtze River") has not yet come home, and they will be heartbroken when they get home (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man"). Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Brothers"). Don't cry. Talk a lot (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son"), and you are still in love.

In retrospect, when I remembered the green silk dress, I felt sorry for the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's Tea Son) and made a thousand wishes in front of the pillow. I want to have a rest and wait for Lan Qingshan to let her husband come back early, but I am deeply interested in looking back at Li Qingyun. Heritage is a double emerald.

Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi). He often gets sick and drinks before sunrise. It is sad to leave Zhu Yan thin in the mirror (how many tears there are in Feng Yansi's Magpie Tread, leaning on it (Jing Li's Spread Huanxisha). I don't have a taste in my heart (Li Yu's Night Cry). How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward (Li Yu's Young Beauty), you can't rely on the fence alone, and it is infinite. It's easy to see when it's difficult.

Spring water has come out, and the slave of heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha") is hard to come out, so you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man) After the lonely people in other places dispersed, I looked at the residual smoke in a daze.

The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") For my heart and yours, I knew I remembered each other deeply (Gu Wei's "Confessions"). When does the green grass stop? Tears and sorrow have been broken first (Qian's "Yu Lou Chun"). Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun). The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns homesick tears (Fan Zhongyan's Sumugai). Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people grow thousands of miles (Fan Zhongyan's "Forbidden City" tears have not yet arrived.

The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Everyone has come to this matter, and there is no intention to avoid it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing"). When will Chunchun go back? Looking in the mirror at night hurts the scenery. In the later period of the past, there was no choice but to remember the flowers in the province (Zhang Xian's Fairy). As if I had met Yan and returned, the small garden incense trail wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"). I don't know if the bright moon will stay, but I will wear Zhu Hu (Yan Shu's butterfly lovers) to send a marker ruler. The mountains are long and the water is wide, and I don't know where (Yan Shu's) is. "

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Jade Home is Spring") March is coming.

It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian). The sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"), and tears are sprinkled on tourists. I hate the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu's Picking Mulberries) rushing by.

This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha") First sent to the spring, and then sent to the monarch.

To catch up with spring in the south of the Yangtze River, you must stay in spring (Wang Guan's "Bu Operator"), and Swift Qi Fei (Yan's "Linjiang Xian"). If you are afraid of meeting each other, it will be like a dream (Yan's "Partridge Sky"). If you go to bed late, you will never forget it. Then you will be heartless and heartbroken (Yan's Nanxiangzi) and take care of each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears (Su Shi's Jiangchengzi). From a fine point of view, it is not a young flower, but a little tear (Su Shi's Water) that makes people lonely and refuses to live. Cold branches of solitary sandbar (Su Shi's "Bu Operator") are blown by small willow cotton, and there is no fragrant grass in the world (Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua"). A broken soul is nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand). Considering that only dreams come and go, I am even more afraid. Jiang Du (Looking at Jiangdong by Huang Tingjian) is the most important. He has a crush on heartbroken (Mudd Duck by Chao Yuanli) and is always willing to go with him (Mudd Duck by Chao Yuanli). Thin ("Rain Ring" in Chao Yuanli) Meiying is thin, and the ice melts and the east wind changes years ("Looking at the Sea Tide" by Qin Guan). If the relationship lasts for a long time, why don't you get along with each other (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xian") and hate you for a long time, then take a break (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi"). There are tears on the sleeves (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan), and cardamom has old grievances. Ten-year dream is just a glimpse (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan). Clouds are light and the wind is light, and it rains in succession.

With laziness, Dongfeng tears (Wang Shen's Memories of Time Past) ruined his life, and only a few evenings passed (Zhao Lingzhi's Qing Ping Le). How much leisure is there? Yichuan smoke, full of wind, plum rain (He Zhu's "Jade Case") was originally planted on the grass, showing early, and the old building was new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only. Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")?

I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance is in the bone (Yan by Chao Buzhi).

5. Poems with Xiang Yu

1. Nalan crimson

2. Murong crimson

3. Butterfly dance is crimson.

The rain is crimson.

5. The origin is crimson

6. Dream back to crimson

7. Crimson and scattered flowers

8. Crossing the Red Dust

9. Crimson wound

10. Ru Yan crimson

Without "Crimson": (25)

1. Zhuge Mingjun

2. Shangguan Xuanya

3. Sima Meng Bing

4. Menglan is drunk

5. Empty mountains and spiritual rain

6. The cloud returned to the dream.

7. falling flowers like a dream

There is nothing but water and cigarettes.

9. Yu Xiang with powder

10. It's raining.

1 1. Tears are red.

12. The flowers have fallen in spring

13. Tears are dry

14. hazy moon and dim light

15. Lots of flowers

16. Dark and damp windows

17. Quite critical

18. Simon Zheng Bo

19. Linghu Rongcheng

20 Xuanyuan Xu Yao

2 1 Nalan Shaoqian

22 Nalan Nan Jun

23 Nalan Vision Wei

24 Nalan Tao Hong

25. Nalan Yuqi

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Both men and women have it. . . Hope to adopt

6. drunken poems

Li Bai drinks the bright moon alone

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Invite for a drink

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Wu, Qiu, give them to the boy to exchange good wine, and you are just like me.

Prelude to water melody

Su Shi

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. I can't stand the cold at the top of the mountain. I dance to find out what my shadow looks like on the earth.

Turn to Zhuge, arrive at the wild lake, and take pictures without sleep. There should be no hate, everything is biased towards other times. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.