Help me find five funeral couplets

Qian Qiu is loyal;

A lasting legacy.

Be an excellent person;

Die like a ghost.

Life is not charming;

Make a name for yourself.

A faithful soul;

Great spirit endures forever.

Enze the four seas;

Nine days of work.

Iron shoulders bear morality;

Hot blood recommends Xuanyuan.

Brilliant as the sun and the moon;

The figure is shining.

Born with a white blade;

Red flowers and white bones are fragrant when buried dead.

Loess buried loyal bone;

The heart is fragrant and three petals hang the male soul.

Mago martyrs;

Good news spreads to parents.

Don't pay, die first;

Take the heart of Dan and follow history.

Cold martyr's tomb under the starry sky;

Wind and thunder guardian hero monument.

A history of great achievements;

There are still great festivals to commemorate the people.

Achievement will always be in harmony with the world;

The red flag has its own offspring.

Castle peak is fortunate to bury loyal bones;

Soldiers are invincible, and they are enemies of serving the country.

Looking back, I am amazed at the great contribution of great achievements to the universe;

Keep your eyes open, and the people are virtuous.

The sun, the moon and the sky, loyalty and fragrance are immortal;

When the river goes downhill, the hero lives forever.

Green mountains and green waters, eternal heroism;

Cypress and pine trees can comfort their souls after their death.

Give your life and dedication, and stay in the world with great ambition;

Give up one's life for righteousness, and the spirit laughs at heaven.

Death is a ghost, but laughter is strong.

The soul held up the waves of anger and watched the marble collapse.

Loyal soul, blood cavity spring rain;

Righteously, a strong man broke his wrist.

If there is love in the sky, you should live in Junjie for a hundred years;

Immortal people, alone will achieve eternal heroes.

Named Jane, the red flag is red and the heroic spirit is long;

Qi was strong, and people buried the loess, and future generations lived in righteousness.

Bloody blood is spilled on the border, loyal bones are buried in Qingshan, and loyal children are loyal;

Dan Xin defended the motherland, and cypress accompanied the soul. He was a hero in the heroic age.

Second, the husband and wife mourn and elegiac couplet

Holding a wife

Idle in the spring breeze;

The moon broke Qin Xiao.

Spring has passed;

It's hard to make a full moon at night.

The window bamboo sings autumn rain;

The piano broke down at night.

Sleepwalking butterflies fly double shadows;

Blood and tears cuckoo cries alone.

Baoqin silent string column is broken;

There is a moon mirror on Yaotai.

Chunjiang peach leaves are wet;

It rains at night and butterflies dream of cold.

Baoqin's silent string is broken;

There is a moon mirror on Yaotai.

Deep clouds and bamboo trails are still there;

Snow can't make Zhitian dream come back.

There is no cold Beidou in Antarctica;

The west wind disappointed the orientals.

Every thought of pastoral laughter;

It's hard to make an empty room stop crying.

Tears and autumn rain left shirts;

The heartbroken spring breeze ruined this jade.

Swallow by swallow, and the shadow is divided into sad mirrors;

Stop the shuttle for the dragon, dust-dyed mandarin ducks and waste brocade machines.

Negative I am affectionate, empty embrace Yuanyang old wish;

May you find your unfinished alliance again and again.

Hard work all the year round, lack of food and clothing, makes you tired and poor;

Suddenly wake up, to sum up, it is better to die first.

The most pitiful child's ignorance, the wanderer cried to the pillow and asked when she would come back;

I hope there are eyes in the sky that can make up for the shortcomings in this life and get a good marriage in the next life.

wish you all happiness

Flowers cry for the cold spring;

The birds wailed with heartbreak.

Every thought of pastoral laughter;

It's hard to make an empty room stop crying.

Who is in charge of the clear water and green mountains;

Widows are always hurt.

Sadness and loneliness in the mirror;

Chai sighed alone.

Swallows are cold and silent;

The flute blew away the white clouds.

Remember to be warm in three winters before you die;

Think of the cold in June after death.

Cracking the lung and tearing the liver to find the old;

Beat my chest and my wife cried.

If I die for you;

Trade your life for mine.

If you want to be a martyr, throw a yellow hole;

You drag out an ignoble existence and encourage Chinese Pulsatilla.

Kunpeng cloud breaks thousands of miles;

Cuckoo cries for the moon.

Without talent and talent, you can't wake up the butterfly dream at night;

A sad young woman is sad when she hears Zi Gui cry at night.

Langguo is affectionate and welcomes Xiao Shifeng upstairs;

My wife is really unlucky. I want to be a mistress before I am buried.

Crying until the end of the world, hoping to shed Da Qiao's tears in the grave;

Hate is like spring water. Who says Xiaoqing is the only sad person in the world?

Make meritorious deeds in life, die as a model, and die without regret;

Serve Gaotang, take care of the children, and I will carry the burden of the family.

Everything is difficult when you are gone, and it hurts me to remember the emblem.

My son, alas, since his father returned to Chuntu, he is still trying his best to revive the family.

Three. Mourning and elegiac couplet of relatives

Wanzufu

One night, the autumn wind frantically urged Zuzhu;

Sun Lan shed tears at night.

The wind is flying and the room is still floating;

It will be dark tomorrow, and the sun sounds like a smell in front of the hall.

Wanzumu

Cixun Chang Zhao, keep Yan or lose;

I am deeply grateful for not reporting, and I will never forget it.

Take your father.

Deep gratitude is not reported as a child;

It is difficult to be a person without regrets.

More guests came to pay homage;

I am deeply saddened that strict father can't stay.

The children in the house wept for the death of their dear father;

The porter came to the door.

The voice is not far from sadness;

The staff is empty, but the memory is old.

Filial piety does not know the sunset red;

Think of my father often watching cranes fly.

Be careful not to forget my father's ambition;

Pursue the distance and always be filial.

I saw how bitter Sanqiu was;

But September should not be too strict.

I am tired of dust, and I will return to Pengdao all my life.

The child is kind to his hands, with tears in his eyes.

Wanmu

Not reporting spring hurts an inch of grass;

Blood, tears, weeping, xuanhua.

When the wind is empty, the kind bamboo has a shadow;

There is no fragrance after the rain in the evening.

First frost is noble and noble, spreading deep virtues;

Guibi, Tsinghua, there are successors.

There is no way to see my mother again before the trial;

Sometimes I yell in my dreams.

Jing Chunhua dyed rhododendron blood;

Leaning against the door is deep enough for the child to crow.

It is difficult to repay mother's kindness;

Don't spend a dime in this situation.

Straight bones are especially superior to ancient cranes;

Compassion is still in the clouds.

Good conduct, good virtue, flowers for thousands of years;

Good morals will last forever.

Look at the moon, look at the clouds, be kind;

The teaching that mothers should work hard and not rest is unforgettable.

Du Yu hurts the spring, tears and tears;

The second time I lost my mother, I cried and wailed, and the night light was cold.

Kindness is a disaster, and it is too late to regret it.

I'm ashamed to be a rebel. I hate my life.

A loving mother comes from the East and longs for the deep grass around her knees.

The clouds go to the west, and the sorrow breaks the chrysanthemum yellow.

Holding father and mother.

My parents never met again;

The word mourning smells terrible.

Deep gratitude is not reported as a child;

It's hard to swallow, and it hurts.

Wanlefu

Ding Nian fell ill in Huangjia Road;

Midnight fright, so Yue Feng.

The top of the mountain is gone;

How is the pain in the first half of the knee?

Taiyue Wan Li is cloudless and humid;

There are tears in the east bed.

Dewan can drink, and Mount Ji is often elusive;

Crane is old, I am willing, when to donate dust?

Half grateful, smiling in front of the jade mirror;

Once you are sad, you lose your kindness in the boudoir.

Wanyuemu

I have been deeply loved since I entered my hometown;

He Kan's nephew house is full of goodwill.

Sad nephews hall is dark;

Jathyapple is cold in the ethereal fairyland.

Hold peer relatives

Willow Spring Breeze is comfortable;

Pear blossoms are cold and sad.

Yushu was planted for happiness and beauty;

Joan's sadness gradually disappeared.

Do not draw calyx end set;

Who Yan flies apart. (controlling brother)

Cold and sad;

It turns out that dew is cold, painful and lonely. (controlling brother)

Fortunately, Luo Rong was divided into shadows;

Elegy Artemisia argyi empty drink pepper paste. (Hold in-laws)

Children's marriage is the best in the world;

The two families became attached and reunited. (Hold in-laws)

The soul is back, the shadow of calyx on the balcony of jathyapple;

If you can't do it, it will be windy and rainy in Chutian. (Brother Wan)

Training brothers, life is still hard today;

Being involved in the world is very honest and rare. (Brother Wan)

Zhen Jing is a fairy, and the sister line is the crown;

Desolate and lonely, cuckoo sound deep and sad. (Cousin Wan)

The original spring is deep, and the sound of magpies and pigeons is thousands of miles;

The forest tops are silent at night, and the geese crow for the moon. (Brother Wan)

The wind and rain suddenly wiped out the shadow of Ligustrum lucidum;

The birds crow and swallow, which is both sad and noisy. (Hold in-laws)

People envy Lu Gu Valley, and they can still love their younger brother after mending everything.

I'm Zhang Xuanmei, and I won't leave Spring for the time being. (Wanmei)

In the same spirit, the original autumn wind is gone forever;

Who * * * caught in a different time, the dream of spring grass in the pond is difficult. (Holding his brother)

The morning stars are few, and the cranes drive away the clouds;

Memories of the old rain are sad, and there is no sound under the cricket bed. (Hold in-laws)