What are the poems that mean "the poems that live and die together love to the depths"?

Jin Dynasty: Yuan Haowen

When B Chou was eighteen years old, he went to try Bing Zhou and said to the goose catcher, "I got a goose today, and I'm going to kill it." The man who broke the net lamented that he couldn't go, but he threw himself on the ground and died. "Because I bought it, I was buried in the water, and stone is knowledge, so I called it Qiu Yan. Most of my colleagues are poets, and there are "Qiu Yan Ci". There is no palace affairs in the old works, but it has been changed today.

Ask the world, what is love, teaching life and death?

Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.

Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school.

You should have a sentence: Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Muxue, who are you only looking at?

Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat.

What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.

The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess.

For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.

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Oh, my God. Excuse me, what love makes these two geese treat each other with life and death?

Fly north and south with me, the distant capital, let it be hot in Leng Xia in winter, and still love each other.

Although flying with me is happy, parting is really painful. At this moment, I know that this spoony double goose is more spoony than spoony children in the world!

The lover who was inseparable has passed away. The real goose should know in her heart that this trip to Wan Li is lonely and the future is long. Every year, they fly to Wan Li and Qian Shan, and at dusk, they lose the love of their lives and are lonely. What's the point even if they live alone?

This watershed area used to be a place for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to play. Whenever Emperor Wu goes out for a patrol, it is always noisy with gongs and drums. It's cold smoke and cold grass now, and it's a depression.

Emperor Wu died, and evoking souls is of no help. The mountain gods cried in vain, and the dead are gone!

Even heaven is jealous of the affection of these two geese who are committed to life and death. A double-hearted goose will never turn to dust after death like a swallow.

Will be remembered forever after death. Singing and drinking, visiting the former site of Qiu Yan cemetery to pay homage to the couple's souls.

2. Jian Peijun

Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Tracing back and forth, the road is blocked and long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

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The river is green with reeds and frost in autumn. Where is the right person? Just across the river.

It's too long to go upstream to find her. Follow the running water to find her, as if in the middle of the water.

The reeds by the river are dense, and the morning dew is not dry. Where is the right person? Just beyond the river bank.

Sail against the current, it is hard to go climbs. Follow the running water to find her, as if on a beach.

The reeds by the river are thick and thick, and the dew has not been completely collected in the morning. Where is the right person? It's just beyond the water.

It's hard to find a way to find her against the current. Follow the running water to find her as if she were in the water.

Jiang remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.

Song Dynasty: 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 don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. (heartbreak: heartbreak)

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They have been dead for a lifetime, ten years apart, but they miss each other but are at a loss and can't meet each other. I don't want to miss myself, but I can't forget it. His wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her sadness. Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, because I'm running around, dusty and cold.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, only to see my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in the small window. The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. It stands to reason that the grave mountain with the bright moon and small pine trees is where I miss my wife every year.

The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

It took a long time to meet her, and it took a long time to break up. The East is weak and a hundred flowers bloom.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . (Pengshan Zuo Yi: Penglai)

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The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Besides, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, which makes people feel sad.

Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.

Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.

The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

5, Yulin Ridge, chilling and wailing

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning breeze and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? (Good Scene 1: Beautiful Scenes)

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After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start. Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.

Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?