A poem describing too fast time.

1. Time flies. -"Farewell to Sighs" by Luo Tang Ye.

How long does it take to rest from north to south? Time flies. Don't leave your sadness behind just because you have thrown it away.

2, inflammation is like fire, time is like a car. -Tang Bai Juyi's Peace and Spring

Where is a deep spring, a deep spring moves guests. A glass of iced wine, the flower of Wan Li's hometown. Inflammation is like fire, time is like a car.

I'm worried that the sun will set, because I'm worried that birds will come.

It's getting late, and the fading is not as good as yesterday. -Don Bai Juyi's Autumn Night

Original: Hedge chrysanthemums are sparse, and the shade is thin and self-drying. A curtain is lonely and poor, cool and cold, and autumn is bleak. Time is running out, and the color is not as good as yesterday. Lai's wife is ill in the moonlight, so she doesn't pound cold clothes medicine.

4, the water is rushing, and the clouds are wide and late. -Tang Bai Juyi 60 worship Henan Yin

Original: Sixty Henan sounds, and the future is clear enough. No Country for Old Men, illness has nothing to do with it. Fortunately, when you meet a wild day, you are still rich and powerful. What's the excuse for a million dollars? Don't refuse a lamp. Running water is short, and floating clouds are rich late. There is no wine in the world, and the temples are all silk.

5. The old man died quickly and was ill for a long time this year. -Tang Yuanzhen's "Send Lu Jian"

Original: Mangrove cicadas are full of sunsets, and their white heads hurt each other. The old days fly by, and this year's sick leave is long. Although my home is far away, I miss you and my brothers very much and want to go abroad. Xiangzhou Road is full of red flags, but no tears.

6, the floating life has asked the empty king, the arrow is urgent. -Tang Qiji's "Jing Yuan"

Who wants to say that the flower garden focuses on breaking the moss? It rises and falls when the wind is good, and where the birds come from at night. The pen and inkstone are crazy teachers, Xie Shen, and the incense lamp is broken. The floating life has asked the empty king, and the arrow is urgent.

7. A hundred years old is like a dream. -Song Wuqian's "He Xinlang"

Original: I am covered in signs. Xiao Yi remains the same, respecting sticks and shoes and stepping on flowers. Meet Shan Weng, eat, drink and be merry, just like wearing rags. Sigh on the grass and sing on the stage. A hundred years old is like a dream, whether it is ancient or modern, it is the same. What's the use of sprinkling? I will cry. Jiangnan has its own fishing team. I miss my hometown, I care about cranes, and I ask people to come back. The message is, don't let the cold plums go, but keep the three flowers and two plums. It takes some spring to treat Lao Tzu. I am proud of my beautiful heart, so I don't care. Tired of Cui Yu, accompanied by sober.

8, time, fleeting, like dragonflies, easy to become silk. -Song Hongshi's man Fang Ting

Original: Spring comes to the flower bed, the snow fan dock, and the willow tip refuses to lower its eyebrows. The mud is deep and the road is slippery, and the traffic between cars and horses is sparse. The ground is full of feet, frozen, and the eaves are like pools. Dihua, add spring goods, don't cast them. Time, fleeting, long beard like halberd, easy silk. Tell the leader about the poem, and you'll be well after drinking. Pairing, snail dancing, Tibetan Qiang tube and people have long learned. When Wu turned around, money flowed to the ground and praised the letter.

9. Centennial time goes by and disappears several times. -Guo Nian Nu Jiao

Go upstairs side by side, small and dry, and remember the time and place. One hundred years have passed and it has cooled down several times. Magpie went to the bridge empty, Yan Chai was there, but there was no needle-piercing girl. The old bosom is sad and broken, and the cold night knows who complains. Regardless of heaven and earth, autumn moon shadow, two lovesickness bitter. People who have nothing to do to open the screen window have never slept, and their eyes have never been sunny or rainy. Flowers fall in the lotus, leaves ring well, and lonely geese are company. It's just a grand song. A mug of time series.

10, eternal time is fleeting. -Song Xin Qiqi "Buji Drunk by Drinking"

Stealing a metatarsal is a famous mountain, and Confucius also named it. Up to now, beauty and evil are not true. Simple books are written in vain, and ants invade bones. Eternal time becomes a cup in a flash.

1 1, a hundred years old is hard to hold, a smile is easy to lose, so don't cherish wine. -Song Zhao Shi Xia's "Water Regulation"

How much can a young man spend? It's a pity to save things. Flowers are beautiful and fragrant, but they are helpless. Where the red and purple go with the wind, only the branches are new green, and the dark rain destroys the fertilizer. Qiao Chu, Yanjiao flew to the deep courtyard. Gradually clear and harmonious, slightly fan the heat, the day will be postponed. The new lotus is shaking and the algae are clear. A hundred years old is hard to pull, a smile is easy to lose, so don't cherish wine. There is no plan to stay, and there is no plan to send Spring home.

12, sigh goodbye, time flies, stay in the Jianghu. -He Xinlang of Fugu, Dai Song

Original: Recall a handful of golden wine. Sigh goodbye, time flies, stay in the Jianghu. A cold world is better than a frown. But look east, old friend. Look forward. It takes a long time to send Hong Fei to the north. Everything in the world is unfair. Yue Feng West Lake Willow in Qiantang. The once-in-a-century opportunity to cross the river is unprecedented. Arouse the dream of Dongshan ravine, and do not pity the wind and frost. We must rectify and block our borders as before. Opening court in the morning and evening is a hero, running for the public. Look at the golden seal, as big as a bucket.

13, came to court in the morning, time flies like an arrow, seemingly speechless, and intentionally hurt farmers. -Su Song Shi's apricot Xiangzi

Original: Frosty wind last night. Enter the phoenix tree first. There is nowhere to be muddy, to avoid decline. Ask the public what it is, the book is empty. But once drunk, once sick, once careless. The court came, time flies, seemingly speechless, deliberately hurting farmers. Everything will be paid. Let the wine turn red.

14, centenary time passed by in a flash. -Song Pu Shoubi's "He Xinlang"

The iron flute went through the flowers. Ask Chang 'an and his career in the city. What is it like now? Broken hats and blue clothes are covered with dust. I don't understand anyone's language. Face the wall and listen to the wind and rain. Only I can see through in vain, and I can't stop laughing at the world and the sun and the moon. Fame and fortune, don't lightly promise. Life is poor, everything is made in heaven. Before trying the lamp, I asked Gui Ling and suggested that you don't get angry. I like to know everything, so I'm glad to remember my bosom friend. Season owners should also stay. A hundred years have passed, and it's all dust. An inch of heart will last forever.

15, how time flies. Looking back, it's really fleeting. -Song Fang Li Qian's Xiping Music

Tired of collecting dust, tired of driving a horse, staring at the old country and paying for it. Lonely pavilion tonight, why chaos mountain, flat forest covered with desert smoke. Time flies, looking back on the past, time flies, frost and wind defeat the reed and startle the sand. Helpless to leave easily, thousands of miles away, crying alone. The window is far away, and the green door is faithful. When the shadow was described, the cloud tilted again. Empty resentment, playing flute rhyme, spinning brocade palindrome, imagining that the merchants in the palace are damaged and the loom is dusty, who is dizzy for the new clothes? In the letter, I feel sorry for myself, dreaming of butterflies, floating on the balance of books, even if I am in a mood, it is all acacia, like going home early.

16, the gap time is also self-urging. -Huan Xi Sha by Zhang Songbang

Time is still pushing itself after a gap. Sheng Chao sent it for another year. Intense pursuit in the depths of the banquet hall. I couldn't laugh among the dazzling flowers, so I went to the wine to chat. Don't quit drinking with you.

17, centenarians are like butterflies in a dream, looking back. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Double Tone"

Original: A hundred years old is like a dream butterfly. It is a shame to look back on the past. Spring has come today, and the bright flowers have withered. Emergency punishment: the midnight light goes out.

18, a hundred years flies. -Yuan Mu Chang Chao's "buttonwood"

Original: Shen Xuan, listen to the instructions. 100 years old, time flies. Flowers bloom and fall in a blink of an eye. The cause of great events is like immaturity. Anxious to save your heart. Don't be fooled by the evil teacher.