A poem about the death of a lover.

1. Poems in memory of the recently deceased relatives. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. _ _ Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection (IV)

2, lazy to pick flowers, half the sky repairs half the gentleman. _ _ Yuan Zhen's "Poetry Five Self-Thinking, the Fourth Song"

What hope do I have in the darkness of our grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, The Third

I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How long is more than one hundred years? _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, The Third

5, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. _ _ Su Shi's "Twenty Memories of Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

6. This is a sorrow that all mankind must know, but it is not as those who have been poor together know. _ _ The second of three mourning poems by Yuan Zhen

7, but I will always keep my eyes open, and that frown will be a lifelong worry. _ _ Yuan Zhen's Three Sorrow Poems, The Third

8. If I had known, I would have served you in the temple instead of shedding tears at the distant sky. _ _ Zhang Ji's thoughts on friends lost in the Tibet war

9. Last year, you went to Yuezhi with the army, and there was no full division in the city. _ _ Zhang Ji's thoughts on friends lost in the Tibet war

10, respect the old and love the young, miss me and care most. _ _ Zhou Bangyan's "Qi Liao's resentment, getting on the horse to help the disabled get drunk"

1 1, the old man is down there, dusty. _ _ Su Shi's "Send Up"

I continue your generosity to our men and our maids. Sometimes, in a dream, I bring you gifts. _ _ The second of three mourning poems by Yuan Zhen

13, the article has filled the ears of pedestrians, and I missed you once. _ _ Li Chen's Diaobai Juyi

14. Nostalgic songs, flute songs, just like rotten Ke people in rural areas. _ _ Liu Yuxi's "Enjoy Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou"

15, as night falls, my dream suddenly comes home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears _ _ Su Shi's "Recalling Dreams on the 20th of the First Month of Jiang"

16, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, which used to be a stunning photo. _ _ Two Poems by Lu You Shen Yuan

17, no words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. _ _ Su Shi's "Twenty Memories of Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"

18. I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, but I didn't see anyone in Leng Yue. _ _ Bai Juyi mourns Xue Tai

19, the dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, and the old willow in Shenyuan does not blow cotton. _ _ Two Poems by Lu You Shen Yuan

20, sad thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining about a heavy stroke, broken soul? _ _ Wu Wenying's Introduction to the Spring Festival Evening

If you want to come back to your party with your photos, your tears won't break your heart. You can't draw your face. _ _ Nalan Xingde's Inscription of Nanxiangzi as a Dead Woman

2. A relative just died. What poems are suitable for the present mood? Jiang was written by Su Shi in memory of his wife Wang Fu.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Relatively speechless, only a thousand tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

As a mourning poem, "Jiang Ji Meng" is an alternative in ci. This word is full of melancholy and affection. The feeling of old friends and memories turned into a dream, which came to my mind when I didn't think about it or care. In addition to doubt and consternation, it is naturally emotional: "Ten years of life and death are ambiguous, and I forgot it without thinking." It turned out to be "never need to remember, never forget." Old friends are always tied to many stories. Where will you go, once they meet, the scene in the dream is as real as reality: "There is nothing to say, tears flow thousands of lines." This is a real feeling.

And the pain of vertebral heart is always contrary to heaven and man. "Dream at night, Xiao Xuan window, dress up". Everything seems to be over. However, all kinds of feelings are not so detailed and dreams are far away. I can only sigh sadly: "I guess my heart will break every year, and I will be short and loose."

1065, Wang Fu died in Beijing. 1066, Su Shi and Su Zhe personally transported Wang Fu's body back to Meishan and buried it in Aisonggang. After burying his beloved wife in Matsuoka, Su Shi wrote this poem "Jiangchengzi" sadly.

3. Mourning for the Dead was originally published by Li.

Talking about the feelings of the recent death of a loved one Part I: Talking about the feelings of the recent death of a loved one: 1, a light rain in the mountains on a moonlit night. Drop by drop, the rain drops on my heart, and I miss going back to that year, hand in hand, and the words are all over the world. Raindrops fall, look back! Vaguely visible, tell my son to grow old together and smile proudly. Rain falls on my heart and hangs my head! Laugh at yourself, drink alone, and whisper to the grave. Can you meet Qing in front of Naiheqiao? 2. In a blink of an eye, Grandpa, you have been away from me for two years, and it was clear when you left. I'm still glad that I went home and called you in front of you. I will still go home in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but I don't know how you are getting along there! 3. Sometimes it really feels like a dream, but why don't you wake up? I have always believed that there is a soul in this world. Sometimes I really feel that my mother is by my side, but if there is reincarnation, will my mother always look at me? I will tell myself to be strong, because I promised you, please stay with me all the time, I will always be your daughter. I heard that I can't wait to plant my deepest thoughts for you before and after Tomb-Sweeping Day. I wish you a happy Tomb-Sweeping Day! 7. Enjoy flowers in a happy mood, eliminate troubles and be carefree; Spring rain is as expensive as oil, bringing hope and hope; Spring dew is sweet and touches the branches, and the harvest is sweet and happy for a long time; Spring breeze gently blows willow, blowing away bad luck and nowhere to stay; Spring warms my heart and sends greetings; Brilliant spring flowers send blessings, wishing you peace and longevity. Tomb-Sweeping Day, I wish you all the best! 8. People can't be resurrected after death, funeral can be moderate, life is glorious, and extravagance and waste are the most shameful. How many compatriots are still not rich, and their peers have to work hard. 9. During the Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, remembering ancestors, and civilized customs spread all over the country. Sea burial and tree burial are 10. Dear brother, are you okay there? May you be in heaven.

4. Yuan Zhen, a poem about a dead relative: "Leave my thoughts behind"

"Once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever. Lazy looking back at flowers, half the sky is repaired, and half the sky is a gentleman. "

After experiencing the magnificence of the sea, you will no longer be attracted by the water elsewhere. I am intoxicated in the Wushan Yunmeng, and the scenery elsewhere is not called sex. Although I often walk through the flowers, I have no intention of enjoying them, partly because I was a monk and partly because I only have you in my heart ... This further explanation is. Obsessed with the ocean you love and intoxicated with your dreams, I will no longer be interested in other women. No one can love you as much as you do. You are the best. No one can replace you after you leave. No matter how beautiful other women are, I am not in the mood to love, because there is only one you in my heart. ...

Yuan Zhen's wife's name is Wei, and her word is Hui Cong. Four years younger than Yuan Zhen, he married Yuan Zhen at the age of 20 and died at the age of 27. Yuan Zhen was probably the poet who wrote the most poems to his wife in ancient times, and his wife was involuntarily reflected in many of his poems. It is conceivable that Yuan Zhen spent the rest of his life thinking about his wife. I don't know how many poems Yuan Zhen wrote to commemorate his wife, but there are still more than 30 poems that can be seen now. In addition to this song, there are three mourning songs, eight mourning songs in the spring of six years, five mixed memories and so on, which can be said to be touching. From these poems, we can imagine that Wei Cong is a virtuous and beautiful woman, and we can also know that Yuan Zhen is an infatuated and grateful man.

5. Ask for a poem. A relative has just died. She is very sad and misses her very much. For example, the topic is that her relatives look at her and think about her. (Pan Yue's Mourning Poem)

Relatives went to visit immortals, but they didn't get the blessing of their children and grandchildren. Wandering thousands of miles away, how to think.

Relatives swam away, but their children and grandchildren didn't touch them. Wandering thousands of miles, missing thousands of Baidu.

Relatives all went to Xianyou, but they didn't gather in the children's and grandchildren's building. Wandering souls travel thousands of miles, how to think about sorrow. (Han Ying's Biography of Han Poetry)

I lost three things: I learned less, I traveled to the vassal, and I lost one in the future; Noble aspirations, I am a gentleman, I lost two; If you play favorites with your friends, you will lose three. The tree wants to remain quiet, but the wind won't stop; the son wants to serve his parents in their old age, but they are no more. Those who go and don't chase, the year is also, those who go and don't see, are also close. Please resign from now on. (Han Ying's Biography of Han Poetry)

6. What ancient poems mourn the dead relatives? 1, Huanxisha, who sees the west wind cool alone?

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

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.

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The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past.

Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.

Jiang still remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. 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.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (heartbreak: heartbreak)

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They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

3. Five thoughts (4)

Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

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.

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Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan.

Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.

It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time.

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

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Now I know that I was wrong, my heart was sad and confused, my tears fell silently, and all I saw was the spring breeze, but things were different from before.

Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.

5, butterfly lovers, hard work, the most pity for Tian Yue

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and it has become a sigh. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.

Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.

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The most difficult and pitiful thing is the bright moon in the sky. Only one night in January is a full moon like Yuhuan, and the rest of the time is like an incomplete jade Jue. If I can be as bright as the moon wheel all my life, I will give up the coolness like ice and snow to give you heat. Unfortunately, the fate of human dust is easy to end, and the swallow is still standing on the curtain hook lightly.

In autumn, I sang a song in front of your grave, but my sadness didn't decrease at all. How I wish I could play with you on the grass like a butterfly in spring.

7. Poems about the death of a loved one are all extracted from the Internet, so you can choose to use them. The old man hopes to help you!

1. I always feel my eyes are hazy and moist these days, and I'm always looking for the reason, but I don't know. Is Qingming coming, where my deceased relatives miss me, or am I missing my deceased relatives?

2. I know that customs vary from place to place, but * * * is the same, all to express sadness about the departure of relatives. I can only ask him to bow into a wreath for me thousands of miles away!

At this moment, as friends, we can only miss, deeply miss, and thank you for accompanying us through the past. With you around, it's always sunny on rainy days. Your smile, simplicity and sincerity to your friends will be eternal wealth in our life; And losing you is a pain that we can never make up for in this life.

It suddenly occurred to me that who else in this world has such serious and seemingly artificial feelings like me? Who else can cry like a hypocritical catharsis like me?

Today, with great sadness, we held a mourning ceremony at home to mourn my beloved mother, the old man.

Today, with great sadness, we mourn for our relatives, our friends and a part of our wonderful memories-Mr ——xxx.

7, I can't change myself, let myself go with the flow, let myself be hypocritical and indifferent, and I don't want to! Even if it is only those ignorant and mature cynicism!

8. With great sorrow, we deeply mourn for our loved ones xxx.

Today, with great sadness, our whole family mourns the unfortunate death of our beloved mother and says goodbye to her body.

10, relatives have been to Xianyou, but they have not been blessed by their children and grandchildren. Wandering thousands of miles away, how to think.

8. What are the three ancient poems describing the death of a loved one?

-Jin (Pan An)

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As time goes by, winter and spring fade away. Cold and summer are easy to flow. Son belongs to poor spring. The earth is always quiet. Who can follow private thoughts? What are the benefits of staying for a long time? Go back to his original post. Look at Lu and think of his people. Go into the room and think about the past. There is no sadness on the screen.

Secondly,

Outside the window is a bright moon. Look at the south end of my room. It's autumn in the Qing Dynasty. This is a summer with festivals. It's cold and breezy. This just feels that there is no heavy burden in summer. No one is more indifferent than people of the same age. No one is more cruel than old age. The moonlight is hazy. The pillow is unfolding. This bed is empty.

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Four generations have passed away. This is the morning dew of sadness. This is a strong evening breeze. I can't help mourning for my wife My appearance is gone forever. I just read this yesterday. I didn't know I was dead. I changed to obey the affairs of state. I am sad to send my heart to the private system. I opened my old house. I am looking forward to the memorial service. How long did the memorial service last? I suddenly turned around. Wandering on the steps, leaves on the edge, dying at the corner of the grave, ghosts wandering alone, knowing the spirit but nothing, devoting themselves to life and running to the car. Who is the imperial palace in the distance? The road is extremely sad.

9. Poems about dead relatives are sad to know that everything is empty after death, but they can't see Kyushu.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news! Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.

My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder. My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.

The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back? Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?

The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns? There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.