What are the ancient poems about "memory"?

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.

2. Qingpingle is snowing every year.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes.

I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.

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When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I was often addicted to the interest in plum blossom. Later, although Mei Zhi had it, she was not in a good mood to enjoy it. She just wiped it casually, but tears flowed all over her clothes.

When the plum blossom bloomed again this year, I lived alone in a very remote place, and my short and thin hair in my ears had turned gray. Looking at the blooming plum blossom blowing in the wind that night, it is probably hard to see its splendor.

3, hi magpie, six songs withered near the green tree.

Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

Six songs lean against the green trees, the willow wind is light, and the golden glow is exhibited. Who moved the cymbals and Zheng to the jade column and flew over the curtain and Haiyan?

The eyes are full of gossamer, and when the red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while. When you sleep, you will talk nonsense, be in shock and have a good dream.

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In the shade, a unique and quiet building stands quietly alone, and the winding railings are close to the green trees, which set each other off. The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the yellow-green willows are swaying in the wind.

The spring is beautiful, the sky is clear in Wan Li, the hairspring is curling, and catkins are flying. This is already the scene of late spring. Just as the apricot blossoms were in full bloom and delicate and charming, it began to rain lightly. In such a deep relationship, she couldn't help falling asleep. While sleeping soundly, she was awakened by the crisp sound of warblers outside the window, and her dream was nowhere to be found.

4. Deng Yexiaoge of Linjiang County recalled his old tour in Luo Zhong.

Song: Chen

I remember drinking on the bridge at noon yesterday, and most of the people sitting inside were Hao Ying. Long ditch Ryutsuki was silent. In the thin shadow of apricot flowers, I played the flute until dawn. ?

It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although I am shocked. Go to the pavilion to see the new sunshine. How many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third.

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Memories of drinking at the noon bridge in those days are full of heroes. Moonlight reflected on the river, quietly passed away with the water, and in the faint shadow of apricot flowers, bamboo flutes blew until dawn.

Twenty years seems like a spring dream. Although I am here, I look back with trepidation. Bored, I boarded the attic to watch the new rain. Throughout the ages, many historical stories have made fishermen sing in the middle of the night.

5. Lotus leaf cup. I remember spending it that year.

Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang

I remember that year, late at night, I met Xie Niang for the first time. On the west side of the water hall, the curtain hangs down, holding hands with darkness.

Melancholy Xiaoying waning moon, parting, soundproof dust from now on. Now everyone is a stranger, so there is no reason to meet each other.

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I remember that night that year, Xie Niang and I first met under the flowers by the water pond. The curtains were hung low, and the date of meeting was secretly agreed hand in hand. Reluctant to leave, and had to break up.

Unconsciously, the waning moon will be exhausted, and the morning warbler has rung. We broke up and haven't been in touch since. Since we are strangers, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to meet.