Poetry that misses my youth.

Xiaozhongshan

Zhang Liangneng in Southern Song Dynasty

The dark flowers are bright and the spring is deep. The little red peony has been smoked.

Rain and soft wind break into songbirds. The delay of the day was still a little cloudy.

Don't dwell on the past. Arrange leisure time and board the plane.

Old tours are hard to find anywhere. Nowhere to find, only a teenager's heart.

This word is written about the poet who has been an official in another country for many years and finally returned from a long trip, or who once lived in a certain place when he was a teenager, but now he is close to his hometown and looks for traces of the past again.

There is nowhere to be found, only a youthful heart. Although the past life track can still be found, the innocent and lively heart of childhood can no longer be found, but there are more things that can be found, and the disappointment of finding nothing makes readers feel deeply.

Ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road

Song Xin qi Ji

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor.

Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.

Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.

I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

People don't know the taste of sadness when they are young, and they like to climb high and look far. I like to climb high and see far, and I am reluctant to say that I am worried about writing a new word. Now I have tasted sadness, but I want to say it but I can't say it. I want to say it, but I can't say it. What a cool autumn!

The ending seems to be an understatement, but in fact it is very implicit, which fully expresses the depth and breadth of the author's "worry". The whole word is euphemistic and unique.

The trip of four boys, the first part

Don

A barrel of Xinfeng wine is worth 10,000 yuan, and the ranger with five spirits is a teenager.

When we met, people drank to the spirit of the king, and the horse was tied under the weeping willow in the restaurant.

This poem is about partying and drinking in youth. At that time, I was in high spirits, drank 1000 a barrel of wine, got together with young rangers to drink, and tied my horse to a weeping willow in a tall building. How carefree you were when you were young!

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Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.

I still remember that deep feeling, returning to the boat for the department.

In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain.

Young people don't stay for teenagers, they hate you,

When do you rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs.

Then Chunjiang burst into tears, endless and full of sorrow.

Qin Guan's boyhood was full of sadness. That year, when we left, the green Yuan Ye and the red bridge were very sad. Now, I can't see you, only the water is flowing alone.

Youth is gone forever, when will the parting people reunite and when will the bitterness of parting end? Even Hua Song's tears and springs can't stop many troubles.

Shaoyou is a kind of love, and it is inevitable to be hit by official career, wandering career and sentimental lovelorn, thus becoming a sad and world-weary poet. So his words often contain a very strong sadness.