Poetry describing death

[Qing] Wang Shizhen

On strangers, birds are singing and grass is fragrant.

Fish scales are wrinkled by wind and water.

Jiangnan red beans are bitter,

Every year, flowers bloom in memory of you.

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a surname

Several close-ups of Qing Jian's exchanges,

Why do beautiful women feel sorry for themselves?

Sad spring and flowers are gone,

Crying a warbler to death can't bring it back.

Mourn for Xue Tai

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.

See Yuan Jiu's mourning poem for this.

Bai Juyi

Night tears secretly sell the bright moon, and spring heartbroken peony court.

There is no medicine in the world to cure this disease, only four volumes of Shurangama Sutra.

Don't be a doctor

[Tang] Xue Tao

Falling flowers don't burn the phoenix, and climbing the Qinling Mountains is even more bleak.

An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy.

Three elegies

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen

We are a couple, and now it's seventeen years altogether.

It's not enough to just look at each other, let alone donate for a long time.

How white my sideburns are, I would rather be safe for a long time.

The same hole not far from you is not dead or in tears.

Three elegies

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen

Every time I go out, it's like sleepwalking, and everyone just manages.

I'm still lonely when I come back, so who should I talk to?

Sleepless nights, lonely fireflies fly in my ears, and geese cry in the sky.

There is nothing more painful in the world, the spirit of the needle.

Three elegies

[Northern Song Dynasty] Mei Yao Chen

Never cut it short, how dare you ask heaven.

I have met countless human women, and no one is more beautiful and virtuous than my wife.

For example, if a fool lives long, why not forge his year?

Endure this priceless treasure and be buried in Jiuquan.