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A tearful rural eulogy

1. Ode to Poetry

The poem about the memorial service is 1. What are the ancient poems about paying homage to the dead?

Jiangchengzi

Song-Soviet test

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

Last night, I suddenly came home in my dream. Xiao Xuan was at the window, dressing up, caring for nothing, but tears flowed thousands of times. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.

Mourning at Qingming Night in Lake Temple

Don Li Qunyu

I don't sleep, thinking alone on the threshold.

Wild clouds will cross the rain to the moon, and sand birds will fly to the sky with voices.

For a long time, I left my siblings in a hungry and cold place and thought of reunion every season.

Cold wine will arrive next year, and where Pingpeng is still undecided.

Qingming Japanese song Jiang Huaiyou

Tangluoyin

Jun and Tiansu are old friends, so I'm going to make friends.

For two years, I have been isolated from the grave and have a sad face all day.

Seagulls seem to be able to keep up with physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and accompanied by people's worries.

Widows and young children should eat cold food and look at Jiangling with tears.

day of mourning

Dondum

A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Jueju

Song Qingzhao

Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.

The fourth part Li Si

Don

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.

2. Poems mourning the death of the old man

1, "Crying Xuancheng Good Brewing" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The old spring will be brewed in Ji Minruo's grave.

There is no dawn at night. Who are you selling wine to?

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Ji Lao is in the yellow world and will also brew old spring wine. Only there is no Li Bai in the underworld. Who do you always sell wine to?

2,' Dream Micro' Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Travel hand in hand with your dreams at night, but don't cry in the morning.

Zhangpu was sick for three times, and Xianyang stayed in the grass for eight times in autumn.

You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.

Ah, Han Weilang went to the next time, but did you know that the night station was full of ignorance?

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I dreamed of playing hand in hand with you at night, and I woke up in the morning with tears on my towel and didn't wipe it. I fell ill three times in Zhangpu, and Chang 'an has been growing grass for eight years. I think you left, and your bones have turned to sand. I still live in a world of white hair for the time being. Ah, Wei Han Lang died one after another. Do you know the gloom?

3,' Ai Xue Tai' Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Half-dead, the phoenix tree is old and sick, and it hurts to think about it.

I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.

Explain in vernacular Chinese: on one side is a dying plane tree, and on the other side is a body that has been ill for a long time. Whenever I think of going to Jiuquan after death, I feel sad. In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.

4, "Li Bais Tomb" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi.

On this side of the quarry, there are endless weeds around the cemetery, and white clouds are far away.

Sadly, the bones in the depths of the cave once wrote earth-shattering poems.

As long as he is a poet, most of his fate is not good, and the poet is poor and frustrated, nothing is better than Li Jun.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: By the quarrying river, boundless weeds surround the cemetery and stay away from the white clouds. Sadly, the bones in this grave have written earth-shattering poems. As long as they are poets, most of them have bad fate. Poets are poor and frustrated, and no one has surpassed Li Jun.

5. "On the Tomb of the Prime Minister" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu.

I had to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely grave.

The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds.

I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I want to take the dagger he wants to my master.

But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond.

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I wandered from one place to another, and today I stopped in Langzhou to pay my respects to your lonely grave. Tears wet the soil, and I feel extremely sad and trance, just like a broken cloud flying low. When I played chess with you, I thanked you for your Jin Dynasty. Now I'm at your grave, just like Ji Zha saying goodbye to Xu Jun. I can't bear to look back. Before my eyes, I saw this patchwork of forest flowers. When I left, I heard oriole crying, and it smelled terrible.

3. Poetry about the memorial service

1, jade bone's melancholy fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind.

In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down. -"Xijiang Moon Plum Blossom" Song Dynasty: Su Shi's interpretation: Like jade, the clean wind is natural, where will you pay attention to those fogs, it has its own fairy demeanor.

Sea gods send people to visit fragrant flowers from time to time, and the phoenix decorated with green feathers hangs upside down. 2. It's no problem to cross the gate.

Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.

-"Everything is different" Song: He Zhu Interpretation: When I came to Suzhou again, I only felt that everything was wrong. Why can't my wife who came with me come with me? I seem to be a plane tree beaten by frost, half dead; Like a naked mandarin duck without a companion, lonely and tired.

3. The curtains are covered with dust, which is pitiful. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros.

-"Yu Zhonghao, the fourth night of October is stormy, and tomorrow is the Day of Dead Girls". Qing: Nalan Xingde Interpretation: The curtains are dusty and the ribbons are flying. I spent this sad night unconsciously in a sad mood. I secretly shed tears several times and suddenly saw the makeup you used.

4. When did this hatred end? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers.

I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. -"Golden Melody, Feeling about the Death of a Dead Woman" Qing: Interpretation of Nalan Xingde: When will this melancholy end? The drizzle dripping on the empty steps finally stopped, and the night was very cold, which was a good weather for burying flowers.

It has been three years since you left me. Even if it was a big dream, you should have woken up long ago. You must think there is no interest in the world. It is not as good as a grave buried deep in the ground. Although empty, it can bury all the worries.

You did go to that clean place, and the agreement that we would never leave was abandoned by you. 5, tears are silent, only regret the past, relying on Dan Qing to save knowledge.

Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad.

-"Nanxiangzi Inscription for the Dead Woman" Qing: Nalan Xingde Interpretation: Tears are like double streams, but I am silent, just regretting that I didn't cherish your affection before. I want to be with you again with Dan Qing. My eyes are blurred and my heart is broken, so I can't draw your face.

4. Seven-word eulogy, poetry, and his wife's song

1, Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month.

Author: 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 meet, we shouldn't know, dust.

Face and sideburns are like frost.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. Looking forward to the heartbreaking place, it will be clear every year.

Moonlight night, short Songshan Mountain.

2. Three mourning poems (1)

Author: Pan An

Over time, winter goes and spring comes, and cold and heat suddenly flow easily.

The son of a childe belongs to a poor spring, and the heavy soil is separated forever.

Who can obey in private? What are the benefits of staying too long?

I am ready to serve my life and return to my original service.

Looking at Lou, thinking about this person, thinking about the experience in the room.

There is nothing on the picture, but there are traces of calligraphy.

The incense has not stopped, but it is still on the wall.

Disappointment still seems to exist, and it returns to ①.

Like a bird in the Hanlin forest, it only lives once.

If you swim like a fish in Sichuan, you can see the middle of the road.

The spring breeze is coming and the dressing gown is dripping.

When will you forget to sleep? Worry is growing day by day.

When you are weak, you can still attack.

5. Poems for my in-laws who just passed away

1. Year, month, and day, the more Ji's father heard about your seven-day mourning, he was able to express his condolences and sincere wishes, which made the Central Plains construction ashamed and told you about the spirit of Shiro. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

On the seventh day after hearing the news of your death, my uncle Han Yu expressed his sincerity with grief and sent Jianzhong to prepare timely delicious food as a sacrifice in the distance to comfort your spirit.

2. ouch I am lonely and long. I don't care what I have, but my brother and sister-in-law are dependent. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

Alas, I lost my father when I was a child, and I don't know what my father is like when I grow up. I can only rely on my brother and sister-in-law.

3. My brother died in the south when I was middle-aged. I was young with you and was buried in Heyang since my sister-in-law. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

When my younger brother was in middle age, he was implicated because of his close relationship with the criminal prime minister, and was demoted to the secretariat of Shaozhou. The following year, he died in the demotion office. You and I were young, so we followed our sister-in-law to send the coffin back to Heyang's hometown for burial.

4. Eat Jiangnan with you. I am lonely and bitter, and I have never been apart for a day. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

Then I went to Jiangnan with you to make a living. I was lonely and never separated for a day.

When you are young, you will no longer remember. Although I can remember, I don't know the sadness in his words. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

At that time, you were younger than me, of course, I can't remember; Although I can remember the scene at that time, I still can't understand the sadness in her words!

6. I went to the grave in Heyang province and met you from the funeral. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

Four years later, I went to Heyang to sweep the grave and met the coffin that you escorted my sister-in-law to be buried.

Knowing this, I won't leave you for a day, even if it is a fair opportunity. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

If I really knew this would happen, even if I were a senior official or prime minister, I wouldn't want to leave you for work for a day!

8. oh! Its belief is evil? Its dream evil? Is it true or not? -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

Alas! Is it true?/You don't say. Or are you dreaming? Or is the news from here unreliable?

9.Shinya, did my brother die of virtue? Are you clean, but not fooled? -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

If it's true, then my brother's moral character is (so) good and he died young?

10. The young and the strong die, but the old and the weak survive? It can't be a letter. -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

You are (so) pure and clever, but you can't bear his kindness? Should the young and the strong die young, and should the old and the weak live in the world? I really can't believe it!

1 1. The dream is not real. What is the book of Dongye and the newspaper of Genglan? -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

If it's a dream, the bad news is not true, but why is Nobuyoshi Toyo and Genglan's funeral home by my side?

12. Oh! Its letter is true! Brother's virtue is high, the heir is dead! If you are pure and clear, you won't be fooled by your family! -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

Ah! It is probably true! My brother has a good moral character and lost his son in his early years. You are pure and smart, you should inherit the family business, but now you can't bear your father's kindness.

13. the so-called god is unpredictable, but god is unpredictable! The so-called manager can't be pushed, and the longevity is unknown! -Han Yu's "Sacrificing Twelve Lang Wen"

This is the so-called heaven. It's really hard to guess. It's really hard to know God's will! The so-called nature is unpredictable, and the length of life is unpredictable!

6. touching mother-in-law poems

1, Mao Zedong's "For Mother" died suddenly after my mother died.

Fifty-three years old, seven children. Seven sons and three more, namely Qin.

Other infertility, two women and three men. It is difficult to prepare a calendar for raising a younger brother.

Destroy the mill, so get sick. In the middle, everything is sad.

I can't bear to die, waiting for Xu Wen to vomit. I only talk about two ends today.

A virtue, a hatred. My mother has a high wind and advocates fraternity.

The distance is near and far, and it is repetitive. Kay was moved by her kindness.

Love is sincere. No slander, no cheating.

Finishing is natural and not deceptive at all. Hand ze, very organized.

Precise mind, divided reason, divided feelings. Nothing can be counted, and nothing can be hidden.

The wind of cleanliness is everywhere. There is no dust inside or outside.

Five virtues are the big end. Conform to his personality, as in the world.

Hate is partial, the last of the three cardinal guides and the five permanent members. Aspiring without reaching, seeking without reaching.

The mental pain is outstanding. What is the sky? Tilt the corner.

Second, children are born and educated. If it is not ripe, it will be green and yellow.

Holding hands when you are sick makes your heart ache. But call your children and do everything well.

I'm pregnant again. I'm your baby. Or belong to Su En, or work hard.

All relatives, big or small, should be reported. To sum up, Shengde is honored.

If you are sincere, the effect will not be violated. What you hate must be added.

I can't help thinking that I'm here. The depth of parenting and the brilliance of spring.

When will it be reported? Good birds in the sea. Alas, my mother is still alive.

Although the body is clumsy, the spirit is eternal. One day, everyone will repay the kindness.

2. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" has lived and died for ten years, and it is unforgettable and unforgettable, and there is nowhere to talk about it. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

Last night, I suddenly came home in my dream. Xiao Xuan was at the window, dressing up, caring for nothing, but tears flowed thousands of times. It is expected that the heartbroken place will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short and rambling.

The willows on the west side make the spring soft, but the tears cannot be gathered in lizhu. On Bi Ye Zhu Qiao Festival, people didn't see the water run away.

3, Li Shangyin's "Cry Liu Wei" Shen Shen Shen Gong Jiu Guan, Wu Xian Dont Ask For Help resentment. Guangling is separated from spring, and autumn rain turns over books.

Only An Ren can be a mortician, so why did Song Yu solve the necromancer? I have been a teacher and friend all my life, and I dare not cry with you.

4. Shen Yue's mourning poem went to autumn in March and May, and it still shines in this autumn. Today, orchids and grasses will grow in spring, and then they will be fragrant in spring.

Sadly, human nature is different. Once you are grateful, you will die forever. Because the curtain screen was destroyed, the curtain mat was more open.

Dust covers an empty seat, while solitary account covers an empty bed. Everything is endless, and it hurts the survivors.

5. Li Zhi's Mourning Poem is hard to digest, and he is lonely and miserable. The rain is silent in late autumn, and anxiety makes the illness worse.

Swallow the wind before thinking, blindfolded to kill time. Empty king should miss me, poor son vaguely remembered grandma's carefree childhood and singing, and his adult life turned to hardship.

It is rare to have a full meal at the age of one without changing clothes for ten years. The world is cold, friends and relatives dislike it, neighbors are snobbish and worldly.

Things are cold and warm, and my heart pity my children and grandchildren. Children and grandchildren have grown up and are busy for the future, and their relatives have never heard from them again.

In front of the village, every time I look forward to the return of my relatives, everyone will praise my children and grandchildren. Children and grandchildren repay their kindness, and a handful of loess is separated forever.

The upper hand of Wangxiangtai is miserable, but there is nothing to do on the bridge. The wanderer came home without friends, leaving only the broken house to lock the door.

Infinite grief, weeping over the grave, only the heart of wormwood. God's fragrance is difficult to spread to relatives, and the paper in the tomb ignites the fire in the chest.

I hate to borrow an axe from Xingtian and swear to kill the Three Immortals Buddha.