Poems on the other shore

Poems about the other shore 1. Poetry on the other side

( 1)

There is no shore on the other side of the flower.

The soul is still in Sichuan.

I don't know the smell of smoke when I'm drunk,

The lights in the dream are faintly cold.

Flowers and leaves don't meet for a thousand years,

Fate is full of life and dance.

Flowers can't explain words, flowers instantly,

The Buddha crossed my heart and sighed.

(2)

Flowers bloom on the other side,

Flowers bloom and fall.

Cause and effect are doomed to life and death,

Sansheng stone is predestined friends.

Flowers and leaves are divided into two stages.

Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.

Meng Po had a bowl of soup in his stomach.

It's hard to forget by the Santu River.

-Stealing jade

(3)

There are flowers on the other side,

There is no chance between flowers and leaves.

Forget Sichuan, the waves are calm,

There is a natural barrier between him and the coast.

The passers-by of the fire are long,

Cause and effect are scattered in past lives.

May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad.

Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.

-the return of the dream.

(4)

On the other side of Huang Zhao, flowers bloom for thousands of years.

Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years.

Phyl

(5)

The flowers are on the other side,

The flower of forgetfulness.

Flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan.

The flowers are on the other side,

Devil's flower.

Love has long been reluctant to read.

The flowers are on the other side,

Shui Jing yue Hua

The flower shadow in the mirror is very long.

The flowers are on the other side,

Purple flower of strangers.

The world of mortals is rolling without touching.

The flowers are on the other side,

The flower of death.

The sky is empty and the leaves are slender.

The flowers are on the other side,

Desert Flower.

Heart and wish are the opposite of dreams.

The flowers are on the other side,

The flower of reincarnation.

There are endless flowers.

The flowers are on the other side,

Flower of dreams.

Tianxin infinite flowers smile.

-the return of the dream.

(6)

Vernal equinox flower

The sadness of past lives;

Naihe bridge,

The fetters of this life

Like blood, like fire, dancing in sadness;

Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair.

Confused, I saw the fiery figure in front of me.

Get lost and catch a glimpse of the bridge around you.

Confusion, despair, loss, rebirth,

We walked like this,

Loss of life,

Time goes by, walking,

Only then did I realize that it was all over.

Or the soul becomes a red flame,

Or lose everything in this life and be reborn.

Pick a flower on the other side,

Drink a bowl of Mengpo tea.

Dark world,

Stay away or return.

Flowers on the other side, on the other side,

Out of reach,

How sad it is;

2. Poems about flowers on the other side

Poems on the flowers on the other side (1) The flowers on the other side bloom on the flowers on the other side, but the flowers bloom and fall forever.

Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.

A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable. -stealing jade (2) there are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves.

Forgetting that the river is calm, he has a natural barrier with the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered.

May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.

-the thousand foam of dreams (3) the yellow spring shines on the other side, and the flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years. -Phyl (4) flowers on the other side, forgotten flowers. Flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan.

The flower on the other side, the devil's flower. Love has long been reluctant to read.

Flower on the other side, water moon mirror flower. The flower shadow in the mirror is very long.

Flowers are on the other side, purple strangers' flowers. The world of mortals is rolling without touching.

Flowers on the other side, flowers on the grave. The sky is empty and the leaves are slender.

Flowers on the other side, flowers of desert dust. Heart and wish are the opposite of dreams.

The flower on the other side, the flower of reincarnation. There are endless flowers.

Flowers on the other side, flowers of dreams. Tianxin infinite flowers smile.

-the sorrow of the dream's past life; Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Like blood, like fire, dancing in sadness; Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair.

Confused, I saw the fiery red ahead, lost, and caught a glimpse of the Naihe Bridge around me. Confused, desperate, left behind, reborn, we walked like this, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or that our soul has become fiery red, or that we have lost everything in this life and been reborn.

Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo tea. The dark world, either away or back.

Flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side, out of reach, how sad it is; Naiheqiao, what can you do? If you don't give up, you will be left behind. How helpless this is. Squat down and touch the flowers on the other side; Tilt your head and observe Naihe Bridge.

Past lives, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of this world, leaving a drop of cold tears, or holding a little. All this can only be chosen by yourself, or you can't choose by yourself.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Anine。

The flowers on the other side opened the whole poem on the other side.

The author of "All Tang Poems" is anonymous.

Flowers bloom on the other side, forgetting the river. There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.

Vernacular explanation: There is a road called Huang Quan Road, a river called Forgetting River and a bridge called Bainaihe Bridge. There is an earthen platform opposite Naihe Bridge called Wangxiangtai. There is an old woman selling Meng Po soup by Wangxiangtai, and there is a bluestone called Sanshengshi by the bridge. Du Sansheng Stone recorded everyone's past lives. The stone is as red as blood, with four words engraved on it. Extended data; This is a mourning poem for the death of his wife. It is based on his own unfortunate experience. There is reality on the top, emptiness on the bottom and sadness. The language is simple, but readers can deeply feel that the author's yearning for his wife is linked with helpless sadness. The ambiguous sentence of ten years of life and death shows that the dead know nothing about the living, and the living have lived for ten years.

Flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. In folklore, the flowers that volunteered to go to hell were sent back by many demons, but they still lingered on the road of death. The demons couldn't bear it, and agreed to let her drive on this road, giving an inner guide and comfort to the soul who left the human world.

On the other side, white snow and red flowers represent death. Both of them represent death, but one tends to be another explanation of death: rebirth, and the other tends to hesitate in pain and regret: depravity.

References:

Baidu encyclopedia-flowers on the other side.

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At least 0.27 yuan to open a library member, check the full content > original publisher: talk about the flower poems on the other side of Ziguan; Flowers on the other side of Ziguan 1. Flowers bloom on the other side, and leaves return to their roots.

Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.

A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable. There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves.

Forgetting that the river is calm, he has a natural barrier with the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered.

May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.

3. On the other side of Huang Zhao, flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, but a fallen leaf for a thousand years. 4. The flowers on the other side are the sorrow of past lives.

Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Blood, fire, dancing in sorrow.

Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair. Confused, I saw the fiery figure ahead.

Get lost and catch a glimpse of the bridge around you. Confusion, despair, loss, rebirth.

We walked in this way, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or our souls have turned red, or we have lost everything in this life and gained rebirth. Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

The dark world, either away or back. The flowers on the other side are out of reach, how sad Naihe Bridge is, and how helpless it is to leave it behind.

Squat down, touch the flowers on the other side, turn your head and observe Naihe Bridge. Past lives, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of the world,

5. Poems about "Flowers on the Other Side"

Datura flower-[Song] I was in Chen's garden, with strange flowers and different grasses and jade all over the house. The autumn wind does not dare to blow, indicating that the sky is fragrant. Smoke dreams of money and wood is full of makeup. At the same time, in different tones, Xiao Yue's light is low. The flowers over there bloom and the leaves fall forever. Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years. A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable.

(2) There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves. Forgetting that the river is calm, he has a natural barrier with the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered. May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.

(3)

On the other side of Huang Zhao, flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years. Flowers bloom all over the world on the other side, and it is difficult to be sad again. The west wind is cool alone, but the east wind is hard to pick.

6. Poems or couplets about flowers on the other side

Poems about flowers on the other side: 1. Flowers bloom on the other side, but leaves fall forever.

Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.

A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable. There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves.

Forgetting that the river is calm, he has a natural barrier with the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered.

May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye.

3. On the other side of Huang Zhao, flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not cause and effect, but leaves fall for thousands of years. 4. Flowers on the other side, flowers that are forgetful, and flowers on the other side of Sichuan.

The flower on the other side, the flower of the devil, has long been reluctant to read. Flowers on the other side, flowers in the water moon mirror, long shadows in the mirror.

The flowers on the other side, the flowers of purple strangers, roll in the world of mortals without touching each other. Flowers are on the other side, flowers are in death and leaves are in the sky.

Flowers on the other side, flowers in desert dust, are contrary to dreams. The flowers on the other side, the flowers of reincarnation, are endless.

Flowers on the other side, flowers of dreams, infinite flowers with heavenly heart smiles. 5. The flowers on the other side are the sorrow of past lives.

Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Blood, fire, dancing in sorrow.

Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair. Confused, I saw the fiery figure ahead.

Get lost and catch a glimpse of the bridge around you. Confusion, despair, loss, rebirth.

We walked in this way, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or our souls have turned red, or we have lost everything in this life and gained rebirth. Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

The dark world, either away or back. The flowers on the other side are out of reach, how sad Naihe Bridge is, and how helpless it is to leave it behind.

Squat down, touch the flowers on the other side, turn your head and observe Naihe Bridge. Past lives, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of this world, leaving a drop of cold tears, or holding a little.

All this can only be chosen by ourselves, or we can't choose by ourselves ... 6. Legend has it that there is a flower called the other side flower. That is the memory of past lives; Coming is also a testimony.

Walking on the Naihe Bridge, dim ancient lights and worn bronze mirrors. She and his past have long been carved in stone.

Manzhu, the flower demon, and Shahua, the leaf demon, will never meet again. So, what about them? After drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup, everything in front of me vanished.

On the way to the grave, blood-like flowers are in full bloom. The fragrance of flowers on the other side awakens memories of the past.

In my mind, a confused figure, a lone star crossed. Close your hands, close your eyes and go back together.

As if it had never changed, flowers and leaves were silent before and after the three rivers. 7. The flowers over there are wet with moss, and there are purple flowers.

On the stone steps, Jade Man never came. I think the moon will be there tomorrow, and the moon will be foggy.

Look up at the oblique path and forget to cross it. I love the other shore and everything is in my heart.

Flowers and leaves will never be seen, but they will bloom for two generations. It's empty, and there are three roads every other day.

Flowers bury the fire, accompanied by leaves into love. Quietly, looking into the air, thinking of jade people, never listening.

Vaguely leave songs, rain falls on the whole city, flowers fall and fly, and long purples erode the road. It's as if I saw the African-American dragon's paw blossom, and three roads were forgotten in Cheng Nan.

Listening to the rain alone in the tall building, raising a glass to invite the shadows to recall the old feelings. As drunk as a fiddler, I knocked on the bronze bell, and tears filled my eyes.

I want to be calm, too. It's hard to be calm again. It is because I dream of keeping an isolated city, which is infinitely fragrant and avoids all beings, so melodramatic! 8. On the other side, it will always be relative ... Forget about Sichuan, the stumbling of past lives ... flowers bloom, like blood dreams, and begin to be unattainable again. Fallen leaves, eternal luxury, the most cruel melancholy of reincarnation.

Why, eternal expectation can only be exchanged for the distant shore. In previous lives, you and I will never reach the other side.

Hidden mirror flowers, only unforgettable memories. Above the grave, I looked at the souls coming and going in a hurry indifferently.

The tears and dreams of the world of mortals can't resist the flight of time after all. Time can turn everything into nothing, only annihilate all beings in laughter.

The flame of life goes out bit by bit, and everything in the world is not as good as you and me. Flowers bloom, leaves fall, and my heart is calm. I love you without complaining.

Remember, miss, recall and love you forever. Flowers on the other side, injured flowers, forgotten flowers, despair, all over the sky.

Forget it? What do you mean, desperate? Set sail, the other side. We are doomed to be a tragedy in reincarnation.

Sigh, the flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan. Exile the memory, everything is long gone.

The beginning of reincarnation depends only on the final outcome. Time flies, passing through your fingers.

Love dies in my heart. Traceless, the other side, the eternal distance.

Out of reach, reappearing, once lonely. Can't violate it.

9. Flowers on the other side, flowers in hell. We promised in front of the flowers on the other side that I wouldn't give up if you didn't leave.

But after the flowers bloom and fall, the promise is like the wind. Only.

10. Flowers bloom on the other side, and grass breaks the bowels. There is nothing in front of Naihe Bridge, and there must be three lives in front of the three stones.

1 1. Iris flowers are on the other side. Flowers bloom on the other side, crying alone, and gorgeous people don't return.

At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way, leaves return to their roots, and flowers bloom alone. The cycle of the world, the sadness of flowers and leaves.

Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! 12. Naiheqiao recalls the past, and people on the other side forget Sichuan alone. Don't care about one thing, poor flowers are not fully mosaic.

13. The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, love is not cause and effect, and fate is doomed to life and death.

14. Busy world, sea of clouds and mud, crossing the bridge between the two places. Life and death flick, several rounds in the morning and evening, three times in the evening.

Flowers bloom and fall, red and white, infatuation is hard to stay. Leaves fall into the soil, flowers bloom in clusters, and tears abound.

Meng Po advised him to drink, but he never looked back. Laughing and crying is a vicissitudes of life, Huang Shiji, Buddha is difficult.

How can I wake up from the maze when my nose is off and all my emotions are there? Reincarnation is sad, ghosts are hard to get drunk, no way back.

15. White Datura flower, the sacred flower in the sky, blooms for thousands of years, and leaves return to their roots. Red manzhushahua, the flower of evil in hell, thanks to the Millennium, the leaves bloom and fall.

Flowers and leaves never meet. "Why is there only a red manjushahua in the sky and no white mandala?" "... because heaven is Naraku's hell. "

16. Walking through the desolate riverbank, the ecstasy of life was suddenly stunned by the light on the other side. I almost mistakenly thought that the world started from this moment, and the flowers on the other side stretched out on the other side of life before the boundary between life and death. 17. Leaves fall without flowers, flowers bloom without leaves, and lovesickness is hard to love. .

7. Poems about flowers on the other side

Sanskrit paramita

The cloud reached the other shore.

Interpretation of Meaning and where will you go

Birth and death in the environment

Like water and waves

It is called this shore.

Leave the country without birth or death.

Like water, it often flows.

It's called the other shore

The realm of life and death

Call it this shore

Beyond the realm of life and death

Call it the other shore

Is the other side of nirvana.

Buddha said the other shore

There is no life, no death.

No pain and sorrow.

No desire, no desire

It is a paradise to forget all the sadness.

And flowers.

Beyond the three realms

Not in the five elements

Born on the other side of weak water

Stemless and leafless

Brilliant and crimson

Buddha said it was a flower on the other side.

Flower of the other shore

When the flowers bloom on the other side,

Only a piece of red;

Flowers bloom without leaves,

Leaves without flowers;

Miss each other but can't see each other,

Alone on the other side of the road.

There are four kinds of flowers falling from smallpox: Datura, Datura Maha, Datura Manjusri and Datura Maha.

Datura is getting off. Maha Datura Warsaw Hua Maha Manshu Shahua and spread the Buddha to the public.

-hokke kyo, vol. 1

Vernal equinox flower

Forever blooming leisurely on the other side

This coastal heart

Only on this shore will you hesitate.

How many fireworks?

Pay the wind and rain

How many dreams are there between dust?

Turn east along the current.

What I saw disappeared.

Disappeared, remember

This is a waste of time. ...

Memory is just a petal. ...

When the wind blows away, there will be no ...

We met in a dream that night.

You are a white rootless lotus, and I am the red flower on the other side.

You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood.

You left in the mirror pool of Tianshan Mountain.

I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.

That moment

fall in love with you

There is no escape from fate.

I'll wait 3000 days before changing it.

You are old at last, and I am still falling.

You came to the ferry.

The dark river ahead is full of black water.

Give me a shallow smile.

Meng Po's soup bowl is empty

You set foot on the Naihe Bridge.

Calm as water

The heart is as heavy as a stone.

I closed the messy flowers.

be desperate

There is no hope of death.

My floral fragrance lingers.

I can't help forgetting the bitter soup.

I am still alive.

There is no soul, only body.

But insist on loving you

At that moment, I fell in love with you and had nowhere to run.

There's nowhere to run.

I'll wait 3000 days before changing it.

I'll still fall if you die.

The legend of the sword and the chivalrous man covers the flowers on the other side-

Title: Fairy Sword-Flower on the Other Side (Lonely in Singing Edition)

Lyrics:

Flowers on the other side [flying weight]

The flowers on the other side, also called manzhusha flowers, are generally considered to be flowers that grow on the banks of the Santu River.

Flowers bloom on the other side,

You can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom.

You can't see flowers when there are leaves,

Flowers and leaves don't meet, and life is wrong.

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That day, the sword fell from my hand.

I'm leaving. You miss me.

Forget me, and you won't hurt any more.

But you are too persistent.

Look, the flowers over there are blooming like fire.

Clearly grow together, but miss each other with leaves.

I once said that the happiest thing in the world is that it will be so bitter.

For thousands of years, you have guarded me, but you refused to tell me.

You will always be mine. Whose am I?

Look, the flowers over there are as red as fire.

The fragrance of flowers reminds me of my promise.

Look, the flowers on the other side are blooming. I am walk on by.

Next time you see a completely strange outline.

Look, the flowers over there are blooming like fire.

The original love was so deep, why did I forget it again and again?

Look, the flowers over there are blooming like fire.

I always think of what I should say at this moment, but I haven't said it yet

Look, the flowers over there are blooming like fire.

Your eyes are so lonely that my heart hurts a little.

Look, the flowers over there are as red as fire.

I left again and again without even giving you a hug.

You will always be mine, but whose am I?

Wandering in involuntary samsara

Look at the mosaic repeatedly.

The flowers on the other side have blossomed and fallen.