Poems about people and ghosts

1. Are there any poems about ghosts? 1. Qiu Lai.

Tang Dynasty: Li He

Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.

Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?

This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.

In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.

2. Song of Zhengzi Sword in Chunfang

Tang Dynasty: Li He

In the sword box in Zhengzi's belly, there is a sword with a dazzling light like a three-foot sword. It once went up the mountain and went deep into the water, with an extraordinary origin.

Far away, the sword of the sword seems to shoot from the moonlight clouds, coldly attacking people; It's like a white ribbon.

The pattern on the scabbard of the old shark skin is shining, and there is a thick layer of grease, which looks like the tail feather of a male, and never rusts.

This sword is not only exquisite and sharp, but also has a chivalrous heart like a famous chivalrous man in the Warring States period, which is clearly reflected in the text of the book Chunfang.

The gold wire hanging on the hilt is still so bright and eye-catching, and it emits strange light in the box, ready to try, trying to cut the hard blue jade into mud!

The white gods in the west are scared when they see it, and the mother gods will cry.

3. Li Hao

Han Dynasty: Anonymous

Wormwood is the place where the soul is concentrated. The sage and the ignorant are doomed to die, and the soul is in wormwood.

God reminds people of how urgent it is to die. People's lives can't last long, and there is no room to linger.

4. China Bank in Nanshanchang.

Tang Dynasty: Li He

Autumn is crisp, the autumn wind is white, and the pond is full of water and insects.

There is Yanyun root moss on the mountain, and the cold red tears are charming.

In September, the rice fork is deserted, and the firefly flies at a low angle.

Stone veins and flowing springs drip sand, and ghost lights are picturesque.

5. The scourge of malaria

Tang dynasty: Han Yu

Thank you, Wu Yuhui. How unworthy, also courageously malaria ghost wei.

While autumn was hot and cold, Weng Yi scolded him. I don't know how smelly begging is in Europe.

The doctor added all kinds of poison, and the fumigation and lavage never stopped. Shi Aixi, a master of moxibustion, is as cool as hunting fire.

Curse the teacher's mouth and teeth, and the tongue flies like a thunderbolt. Fourier made a knife and a pen, and Mo Dan crossed and waved.

If you come out, what is the portal? Zuxuan's father's chin has no foam on the front emblem.

If you don't cultivate your character, you are as thin as you. I don't want to lose my ancestors, but I don't know how to repay them.

Zhan Zhan's water is clear, and you can live in peace. Clear waves are clothes and white stones are doors.

Breathe the bright moonlight and put down the lotus flag. Drop nine songs, drink incense and eat Philippine.

Give you a good word, don't break it.

2. Autumn graves write ghost poems, ghosts sing precious poems and hate blood for thousands of years.

On the graveyard of autumn night, I read Bao's poems, and their blood turned into jasper in the soil, which will last for thousands of years.

From: Qiu Lai by Li He in Tang Dynasty.

Original text:

Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.

Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?

This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.

In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.

Translation:

The autumn wind is amazing, and the strong men work hard. It seems that under the dim light, the weaver girl cries and urges to knit cold clothes. I wrote this book with bamboo slips. Who will read it in the future so that it won't be eaten into powder and holes by insects?

When this idea is involved, my stomach will be anxious tonight, and the raindrops will be cold, comforting me like the soul of an ancient poet. On the graveyard of autumn night, I read Bao's poems, and their blood turned into jasper in the soil, which will last for thousands of years.

Extended data:

Among Li He's more than 200 poems handed down to later generations, more than a dozen are "ghost" poems. This poem is a "ghost" poem, which describes the poet's sadness when autumn comes, judging from his gloomy and ghostly style.

"The sun and the moon abandon people and are determined to win", which was originally the same feeling of intelligent people throughout the ages. The poet showed special sensitivity to the passage of time, so that the sound of autumn wind blowing off the leaves of buttonwood made him soul-stirring and infinitely miserable. At this time, the residual light reflected on the wall, and I heard the wailing of the foot of the wall.

That song sounds to the poet as if he is knitting a cold cloth, reminding people that autumn is deep and cold, and the end of the year is coming. At the beginning of the poem, "Qiu Lai" appeared in one or two periods, expressing feelings from "shock" to "bitterness". The first sentence "heartache" shows that the poet's heart is shaking strongly. The second sentence "Crying for Cold", a cold word, refers not only to the cold of that year, but also to the chilling when listening to the cries of meridians.

Emotionally, it directly inherited the "shock" and "bitterness" of the previous sentence. This sentence or two is the introduction of the whole poem. A word "bitter" sets the tone of the whole poem, covering the following six sentences. "Anyone who reads a book compiled by Qing Jian does not send flowers, insects, powder and moths", the first sentence asks questions in a positive way, and the second sentence supplements them in a negative way. Facing the dim light and listening to the sound of autumn, the poet was deeply touched. He let out a long sigh:

"Who can appreciate these disgusting and bloody poems written by themselves and not let moths eat into powder in vain?" Sentimental emotion echoes the word "bitter" in the first sentence.

Five or six sentences follow the meaning of the above two sentences. The poet tossed and turned, sleepless all night, deeply entangled and tortured by the sorrow of the world without a confidant and a hero without a master. It seems to straighten the nine ileum. The poet pondered bitterly, thinking that in the fading light, he seemed to see a bosom friend who appreciated him in front of him.

In the cold rain, the "sweet soul" of an ancient poet came to ask him that the "scholar" had come. These two sentences, the poet's mood is extremely painful, and the pen is extremely complicated. Traditionally, people used "heartbroken" and "heartbroken" to express the feeling of grief, but Li He invented a new word and adopted the expression "heartbroken", which haunted his mind and made his heart straight.

It vividly describes the depth and intensity of the poet's worries and shows the novelty of his language. Paying tribute to the dead is something that only the living usually do, but on the other hand, he said that ghosts come to pay tribute to him, an unfortunate living person, and it is a strange pen in a rock-breaking poem.

"The rain is cold and fragrant, and the soul hangs on people." The poet painted a very sad picture, and there was a voiceover. In the storm, he seemed to vaguely hear the ghost in the autumn grave, singing Bao Zhao's poem expressing "everlasting regret", and his legacy was as hard to dispel as Changhong's game-writing protocol.

On the surface, the poet said Bao Zhao, but in fact he borrowed someone else's cup to water the one in his chest. People with lofty ideals have no talent, which is exactly what people hate throughout the ages. The first half of this poem is very ordinary from scenery to emotion, while the second half is the most brilliant part of the whole poem. "Think straight tonight", triggered by thinking, one trance-like illusion after another frequently appeared in front of my eyes.

Created a unique realm full of romanticism and depicting love with illusion. The poet's deep grief and indignation and his magnificent and peculiar artistic image have reached an extremely harmonious unity. The second half is also different from the first half in rhyme. Although the first half is sad, I can still sing Long song and cry.

Therefore, the selected rhyming words are just the voiced words "Su" and "Mu" with long tones, which are suitable for expressing sadness. In the second half, with the expression of extremely painful feelings, the rhyme changed from a plaintive long-voiced word to a gloomy short-voiced word "ke" and "bi"

This is a famous "ghost" poem. In fact, what this poem wants to express is not a "ghost", but the self-image of a lyric poet. Images such as lingering fragrance, ghosts chanting poems, hating blood and turning green are mainly to show the poet's anguish. The poet can't find a bosom friend in the world, but he can only seek the same origin in the underworld, and his feelings are very sad.

3. Poems about ghosts are about fighting.

① word: 1. Xin Qiji's

Breaking the array-Chen Tongfu presented Zhuang Ci

Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn.

Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!

2. Land travel

Hairpin phoenix

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent 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. Momomo.

② Poetry:

1. Huang Chao's

chrysanthemum

Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,

Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

2. Wang Changling's

join the army

Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,

Seeing yumenguan from the lonely city.

Huang Sha wears golden armor in many battles.

If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it.

3. William Wang's

Liangzhou Song

Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away.

Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times?

4. Nine years of writing poems about ghosts and gods: Pre-Qin Author: Qu Yuan, if someone is like a mountain, she will be taken by [1].

Laughing is awkward and appropriate, and children are eager for kindness and gentleness. Ride the red leopard with the raccoon, and get married in the Xinyi car.

[3] Shi Lan Xi Du Heng, Fang Xin Xi thinks. In the end, I can't see the sky, and the road is dangerous [4].

Table independent xi Yamanoe, cloud capacity xi and future [5]. It was dark, the east wind fell, and it rained.

Stay in practice [6] and forget to return. You will be happy when you are old [7]! Take Three Shows in the Mountain and Shi Lei Schiller Gorman, for example. Sorry, I forgot to go home, but I can't be idle when I miss you.

People in the mountains are fragrant in Du Ruo, drinking rock springs and shady pines and cypresses. You think I'm suspicious. Thunder is in the rain, and apes chirp at night.

The wind is rustling and the wood is rustling. I miss my son and I am worried. Note: [1]: children's skin.

[2]: the sound "must". [3]: children's "Pi".

[4]: the sound "Li". [5]: the sound "mutual".

[6]: the sound "but". [7]: The sound "Yu".

[8]: The sound is "witch". [9]: The sound is "you".

"Ghost Story Age of Bo Huai 'an Nighttalk": Song Author: Li Tingrui is popular in the north, and reed leaves ring dry and rainy. Green phosphorus goes flat sand, and ghosts speak alone.

It was considerate at first, and it was painful to cry. My mind is full of kites, stuck in foxes and rabbits.

Bones fly frost, scattered from the grass. The grass died, the east wind blew it alive, the bones died, and the east wind blew it away.

I'm sorry that you believe in sadness, but I want to hear it from you. Don't watch Liu Xiang cut the gap, and don't watch Sun Cao hit Chibi.

Looking back, everything is clear. The stone horse is barren and beautiful. If there is an elixir of life in the world, thistle and white clouds are cranes.

When Frost City meets you, it makes you sad, and when you watch back, it makes you sigh. You can't see the end of prosperity, and you don't worry about hunger and cold. You don't bully people in the city and you don't know how to be happy.

Alas, life is not fun, and life envies that you can't learn. Ghost of the Year of the Car: Song Author: Ouyang Xiujia In the autumn of six years, September 20th, there are still eight days left. It's already dark and the moon has come out.

Clouds cover the stars in the sky and raise their hands to the sky like paint. There is something in the dark. I can't see its shape, but I can smell its sound.

At first, it was sad, high or low. At first, it looked like a jade girl tuning a jade sheng, and the pipes were uneven. Now it's creaking. If you roll, if you smoke, it's like a Bailiang Jiangzhou car, with its shaft screaming at the top of its lungs.

On the Jinjiang River at night, the geese in Luhuazhou began to wake up. What do I mean by that? At first, I was poor.

The old lady shook off the lamp and shouted, strange birds in the clouds are peerless. It's called a ghost car, and it travels in the air at night.

Although its voice is small and loud, its wings are like a wheel with ten heads. Every bird took a bite, and its song was already chirping.

The bird has ten mouths and ten heads, with a tongue and a throat stuck in its mouth. One mouthful, a thousand sounds are more rewarding.

There used to be a Duke of Zhou in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. He hated this kind of bird. Call Ting's family in the evening and bend the arc to drive them out of Kyushu.

If you miss three shots, the dog will be thrown from the sky. The dog has been bleeding since it bit a head and broke its neck.

You have been apart for three thousand years, hiding during the day and leaving at night. Every time it is cloudy and dark, at first glance, the fire is scary.

Sometimes, when blood is red, every family will be broken. I was surprised and suspicious, but I really hope I can fly without being hurt.

I think the world is boundless and everything is detailed. Good or bad luck lies in the absence of people. It turns out that both ends of a snake are auspicious.

But he told an old maid to light a lamp and opened an account in Tsinghua Hall with blinds. After a while, the stars came out, the night was quiet and the moon was clear.

When I heard there was a ghost: Song Author: Peng's bones lay in the desert, helpless, only wronged by the ghost. I made a few sad pillows in the middle of the night and went out several times in ten years.

The soul of a hero has no descendants, and the pen of history does not know how much loyalty. I want to be happy all over the world, and my wealth has worn away recently.

Zhong Kui's ghost moved to his house. Date: Ming Author: Liu Ji's husband used wax ghosts as food to drive away ghosts after his wife died. Rainbow can drive a mine car, but Hu's ghost comes to the shoulder? I know that old people are unfair, and I dare not do things in private.

There are a lot of furtive things in the dark clouds, so it's up to Nelho! Zhong Kui Killing Ghosts Date: Ming Author: Liu Pukong Mountain, no one is cold at night, ghosts howl in the west wind. The green robe Jinshi leans on a long sword, with a wide hat and black boots.

Lanterns are slanted with no light, and ghosts burn with anger. Big ghosts jump, kids scream, all over the floor? Pelicans can't afford to fly.

Now ghosts are walking in the city and the sky and the sun are chirping. I'm happy to kill a ghost when I get back to work.

God string years: Tang Author: Li He witch filled the wine with clouds, and the jade stove was full of charcoal. Poseidon Shan Gui came to his seat, and the paper money rustled like a whirlwind.

Acacia wood gilding and love dancing, moths to the fire. Calling stars and ghosts for cups and plates makes people feel chilling.

In the end, the south sun is low and the bay is flat, and the immortals grow harmoniously. God was angry with God because he liked his teacher and gave him a ride back to Qingshan.

The new ghost and the old ghost are crying there.

From: Military Vehicle Shop Time: Tang Author: Du Fu

He's dead. He's the hero of ghosts.

Said by: Jueju Year: Song Author: Li Qingzhao

Meet half a ghost during the day

From: "Wu elegy" Year: Qing Author: Wu

A child's soul is a ghost.

From: Nine Songs of National Mourning Year: Pre-Qin Author: Qu Yuan

Dan is in the ghost record today.

From: "Quasi-Mourning Words I" Year: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Tao Yuanming

Most of the cries on the battlefield are ghosts of newly killed soldiers.

From: Snow Age: Tang Author: Du Fu

6. What are the famous poems about ghosts? 1. Nian Nujiao Deng Duo Lou Jing Song Dynasty: Chen Liang

The dangerous building is still in sight. How many people are there in ancient times? Ghosts set up gods, thinking that heaven is limited to the northern boundary of southern Xinjiang. A horizontal stream of water, even posted on three sides, is likely to compete. What happened in the Six Dynasties? This is just a private matter. Laughing at all Wang Xie people, I cherish the future and learn to cry bravely. Relying on the Yangtze River, you can't manage it, and the river is endless. It's just a long drive, don't look back, look for vows. A child is a thief, but it is better to ask questions!

2. Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji.

According to the shadow line by the stream, the sky is at the bottom of Qingxi. There are clouds in the sky and people are in them.

Who sings with Yu, empty valley Ming. It's not a ghost or a fairy, but peach blossom water.

3. "Three Mourning Poems" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Where there is life, there is death, and sooner or later there is no fate.

Last night, I was the same person, but today I am in the ghost book.

Where the soul is scattered, it will be dry and empty.

A charming child cried from his father, and a good friend caressed me and cried.

If you don't know the gains and losses, you can feel right and wrong!

Long live the century, who knows the honor and disgrace?

But I hate drinking enough when I'm alive.

There was no wine before, but now it's empty.

Spring mash gives birth to floating ants, when can we taste it better!

The old man cried beside me before the food box was full of me.

If you want to speak silently, you want to see things without light.

I used to sleep in Gaotang County, but now I live in Huangcao Township.

Once you go out, you will come back healthy.

Weeds are boundless and poplars are rustling.

In mid-September, severe frost sent me out of the outer suburbs.

No one lives on all sides, and the high graves wither.

The horse cries to the sky, and the wind is depressed.

It's not a thousand years since the secluded room was closed.

A thousand years later, there is nothing the wise can do.

Always send people away and return to their homes.

Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung.

What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.

4. Farewell Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Far away, there is the second daughter in ancient times, in the south of Dongting, the pool of Xiaoxiang.

The sea goes straight down to Wan Li. Who doesn't say this is a painful parting?

The sun is miserable, the clouds are dark, orangutans are smoking, and ghosts are whistling.

What can I say to make up for it?

The imperial treasury secretly feared that it would be disloyal to him, but it was so angry that it wanted to roar.

Yao and Shun are also Zen words when they do it.

If I lose my official position, the dragon is a fish, the power belongs to the minister, and the mouse is a tiger.

Or cloud: Yao was imprisoned and Shun died.

The nine suspects are almost the same, but what is a grave with heavy pupils and an orphan grave?

Di Zi cried in Lv Yun and went with the wind.

Looking from a distance, I saw the Cangwu mountains.

Cangwu landslide, Xiang water disappears, tears on bamboo can be extinguished.

5. Qiu Lai in Tang Dynasty: Li He.

Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.

Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?

This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.

In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.

7. The poem Hermit, which describes ghosts, is a book.

Mr. Wang got the news and the market was protected.

Self-medication saved the disease and more money was given to others.

Asking the old is uncertain, and the dharma is not true.

Every time I see my neighbors, I hear ghosts and gods.

Li He, green seal

The blue neon button calls the palace god, and the red dragon jade dog opens the heaven.

Pomegranate flowers spread all over the Western Jin Dynasty, and Xiji girl washed flowers and dyed white clouds.

Green chapter was ordered to consult Yuan Fu, and the horseshoe on the Sixth Street was boundless.

The air and atmosphere are unclear, and the short clothes and small crowns are all dusty.

There are thousands of bells ringing in Jinjiaxiang, and there is no vulgar sound in Yang Xiongqiu's room.

I am willing to take Han Ji to recruit book ghosts, and I don't want to hate my bones.

Qiu Lai Lihe

Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.

Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?

This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.

In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.

8. Which hero can provide poems about ghosts falling in love? Yujiexing

It's snowing and people are falling.

hold together in life and death

* * * A fair death honors the whole life

Mo Wen, the late king.

Heartbroken and drunk.

Love is not broken.

The fate of dust is hard.

Qian Qian's troubled times.

Give up life without regret.

My body is empty.

Burst into tears

The road is long and the dream is short.

Always feel sad.

space between the eyebrows

Deeply grieved

Pay for nothing.

Huang Quan tablets

Kinmen? Dull cream

Emotional attachment

Look at each other through the ages

A few times, people are farther away.

Injured and disorganized.

Return to dreams and sow bitterness in vain.

The fate of dust has not been broken.

Looking for the sky and the grave

Whatever you're worried about.

Crimson lips? polyphylla

There is wine in the sad belly.

How many blues have you had in your life?

Whispering with each other

Love haunts my heart

Magic falling into dust

It is difficult to get rid of old age

Humanitarian way

buddy system

Still sentimental.

Sauvignon Blanc? Xue Jian

Flowers are easy.

Liu siyi

The sound of leaves parting.

It is even more urgent when the rain is urgent.

Hunan Jiangxi

Chujiangxi

Wanshui Qian Shan Yuan Lu Mi

Finally meet.

Ruan Langgui? black nightshade

In the current, the mirror pulls the soul.

Falling red chasing green skirt

Vaguely like a dream.

Tears wet thousands of miles of clouds

The wind suddenly warmed up.

Grass grows new.

Autumn returns to spring every year.

Wen Xiang, Ruan Yu, Yan Yi

Reopen the door of life and death

Huatangchun? Zi Xuan

Zhu Ling shed a thousand tears.

Idle grass and sunset

Leaving people, passing by, dark and desolate.

Envy mandarin ducks

The feeling of sadness is hard to say.

The wind cuts the intestines inch by inch.

Immortals, people, ghosts, endless.

Love short and hate long.

Drunk flower yin? Sorbus Huashan

Who will kill time in Jinse?

No courtship.

The shadow only faces the sunset.

Sword whistling west wind

Want to stay in spring

Tianya Cao Fang never returns.

Looking back, countless flowers

Jieyu ecstasy

Soft beauty lingers in spring.

So is the fate of dust.

Is it inconvenient? Mabel drives.

Treasure is hard to find.

Home and relaxed laughter.

Life is born infatuated.

Willing to be a pair of birds

Dilemma payment

Have a little trouble

Suddenly look back at the fairy world

Return the kindness on earth.

Change nests? set the tune with one beat of the gong—give the final word

Abandon the sword and seal the knife

Yin Da returned to the city.

Consciously carefree

Break the old dream of Jianghu

Liu Ren Street Feng Biao

The embroidery of the golden window looks charming.

Love is dark.

It's hard to describe what's on your mind.

Ritual night

Afraid that the years will pass.

Spring has arrived.

It's hard to get old.

Hui shou xian Jia

Naturally, the world is beautiful.

Old friends and new acquaintances

Dilemma payment

Without any trouble.

Several cycles

Change the nest and teach the couple to grow old together.

Envy mandarin ducks

A thousand dollars is hard to buy a smile.