Poetry classics of missing deceased relatives

1. Poems about the dead (Poems about the dead)

Poems in memory of the dead 1. Poetry about remembering the dead.

1. Ten years of life and death, forget without thinking. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. -Su Shi (Song) "Jiang Ji's Dream on the 20th of the First Month"

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.

2. I am sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language. -Yuan Zhen (Tang), one of the Three Sorrow Poems.

The first sentence "I sit here alone and mourn for both of us" is a connecting link. Summarize the first two songs with "King of Sorrow" and lead the following with "Self-pity". From the early death of his wife, he thought of a limited life. A hundred years of life is not long. This poem quotes Deng You and Pan Yue. Deng You is so kind-hearted, but he has no children all his life. This is destiny.

I miss my parents' tears all night, and I will get them again in the morning. Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow. -Zhou (Qing) "Remembering My Dead Father"

I cried all night because I missed my relatives, and then I dried my tears at dawn. For fear of hurting my mother, I can only lie on my pillow and cry silently.

A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box. -Yuan Zhen (Tang), one of the Three Sorrow Poems.

When I was joking that day, I once said what to do if she died; It was just a joke at that time, but now it really catches my eye.

5. Go through the gate again and you'll be fine. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. -He Zhu (Song) "Half-dead children, re-crossing Nagato, everything is wrong"

Come together well, why not leave together? "The phoenix tree in front of the window, after first frost, has fallen leaves; And the original pair of white-headed mandarin ducks flying with me in the pool, now only one is left alone.

2. Recite the poems of deceased relatives

Original publisher: Li

The first part of mourning poems: mourning poems 1, hairpin phoenix-Luyou red crisp hand, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo! Hairpin Phoenix-Tang Wan's world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to send flowers at dusk. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Comments: These two poems are Lu You's mourning for his ex-wife Tang Wan. Tang Wan is Lu You's cousin, and they fell in love after marriage, but Lu You's mother didn't like this daughter-in-law. Under the oppression of the old feudal ethics, they were finally forced to divorce. Later, Tang Wan remarried to Zhao Shicheng, and Lu You also married another wife. In the spring of 1 155, Lu You visited Shenyuan and met Tang Wan by chance. Both of them are very sad. Lu You wrote a poem "Hairpin Phoenix" on the wall. Tang Wan couldn't stand this kind of stimulation and died soon after he returned. 1 199, Lu You was seventy-five years old and came to Shenyuan again. He remembered the past and wrote these two poems. Lu You was twenty years old (Shaoxing XIV) and entered Tangwan. Unexpectedly, Tang Wan's amorous feelings and intimate feelings towards Lu You aroused Lu Mu's dissatisfaction (women's lack of talent is a virtue). Under the suppression of feudal ethics, despite all kinds of mourning, she finally reached the point of "holding hands and looking at each other with tears" Unexpectedly, this pair of lovers with shallow feelings actually met Shen Yuan for 20 years at Yuji Temple in the south of Shaoxing. After reading this word and its words, Tang Wan soon died of depression and resentment. After that, Lu You went north to resist gold, and then moved to Sichuan and Sichuan, where he worked for decades.

3. Poems expressing the thoughts of deceased relatives

Friend, my task, hope to adopt!

1) A generation has two people all its life, fighting for two ecstasy.

Acacia don't look at each other, who is spring!

Nalan Rong Ruo

2) "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi: "Ten years of life and death are ambiguous, and you will never forget it without thinking." I miss my wife.

3) Yuan Zhen, the fourth song of Five Poems of Leaving Thoughts: "Once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever." Or his wife, faithful as above. (Actually, these two buddies are both quite romantic. )

4)

Sad ChanJuan wants to break her soul, but it's hard to break her soul. If the mirror is not stained with dust, the wind will make her heart burn. Afraid of hurting the spirit, hurting the spirit, the cloud does not understand the past, people are passers-by. 5) Miscellaneous Zhang Yaoqin sings to the moon, and the jade bead reflects the mirror without dust. It's hard to say how sad you are. It's frustrating to sit back and wait. If you can get someone, you will burn your heart and lose your soul. Falling like an old dream, the old man became a passerby. 6) Drunk autumn moon, the moon setting in Guangxi, August, fragrant jade liquid, Lou Yu Dongjin tree, who entrusted Hongyan to drift with the wind?

4. Poems in memory of deceased relatives

There are many cemeteries in the North and South Mountains.

Tomb-Sweeping Day swept away different views.

Paper turns into a black butterfly,

Tears were dyed red with blood azaleas.

At dusk, the fox and the mouse sleep on the grave.

At night, children laugh at the lights.

If there is wine in life, there must be drunkenness.

A drop once reached Jiuquan.

The festival is clear, peaches and plums smile,

Noda's wasteland will only lead to sadness.

Thunder stung the dragon snake,

The original vegetation in the suburbs softened after the rain.

People begged for sacrifices to my arrogant concubine,

It's unfair to burn people to death.

Smart fools have known who it is for thousands of years,

The eyeful of chrysanthemum is a hill.

Pears bloom in the clear air,

Wandering around the city looking for spring.

Leave at dusk,

Ten thousand leaf warblers.

No flowers, no wine, a sunny day,

It tastes as bleak as a wild monk.

Yesterday, my neighbor begged for a new fire.

Small window powder and desk lamp.

Covered in blood, tears and dust,

It's sad to go back to China after the chaos.

The wind, rain and pears are cold,

How many descendants of graves have come?

It's raining and sunny in Mao Mao.

I walked alone in Qian Shan;

A few charming smiles in my dream,

Who can solve the homesickness of wanderers?

Spring breeze blows the ground again;

Please think twice about your relatives during the festival.

Spring club when swallows come;

Pear blossoms go backwards.

Time flies in March;

Both apricot flowers know the news at two o'clock.

Meet immediately after the peach rain;

I like to see the apricot flowers in front of the tree.

The breeze and bright moon are priceless;

Get the moon first by being close to the water.

Sophora japonica hot spring replacement;

Apricot blossoms eliminate rain and spread knowledge.

Seeing things and thinking about relatives often dreams;

The precepts are still in my ears.

Apricot cheese elm soup is the second time;

Shi Quan has a dream of enjoying time.

Smoke reminds Sophora leaves;

How many flowers are there in the windy season?

Beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery;

There are few stars in the moon and many sacrifices.

Sacrifice the grave to worship the ancestors every year;

There is still the wind of old people everywhere.

Fire ban early this year;

Who is Hua Fei Town busy for?

Cold food and rain spread 150 days;

Hua Xinfeng is about to usher in the spring of 24 years old.

Running water and sunset always hate;

Spring breeze and sunset make people think.

/kloc-where is the dream of apricot cheese elm soup on the morning of 0/06?

Who does Gan believe in the novel "Shiquan Huaihuo"?

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5. What are the poems that miss the late elders?

1. In front of Jizuo's grave, an old spring will be brewed.

Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai? -Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) cried that Xuancheng was good at making wine.

Interpretation: Ji Lao is dying, and he will also brew old spring wine. Only there is no Li Bai in the underworld. Who do you always sell wine to?

I miss my parents' tears all night, and I will get them again in the morning. -Qing Zhou Shu Ran

Interpretation: I missed my loved ones and cried all night, but at dawn, I still let others see it as usual.

3. It's unfair that people beg for more arrogant concubines and are willing to burn to death. -"Qingming" Huang Tingjian

Interpretation: When I get home, I will lie and brag to my wife and concubine, saying that he is eating and drinking at a friend's house who is a senior official, and how the host treats him warmly.

4. Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I am unforgettable, I am a lonely grave, and there is nowhere to be sad. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"

Interpretation: What happened to the dead? If you think too much, you won't forget it. Even if you can't meet each other, your hair is already white.

5. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more often during the festive season. -Don Wang Wei, Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain

Interpretation: As a stranger who is alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday.