Naiheqiao's poems on the other shore

Poems about Naihe Bridge 1. Poems about Naiheqiao

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but how can the flowers on the other side bloom on the Naihe Bridge? Heartbroken grass heartbroken! Forget the river, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, this river boat sails on this river, flowers bloom on the other side, and heartbroken grass breaks its heart. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? In front of the Sansheng Stone, the three butterflies bloom on the other side, crying alone, and the gorgeous people don't return.

At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty.

Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! How can the flowers on the other side bloom in front of Naihe Bridge on the other side? I can't help but forget the river and sell the three stones under my hometown. Meng Po's nirvana is filled with magical love. If MengMeng spends the rest of his life dancing, the moon will pass by and the wind will sing. Flowers bloom on the other side, and rivers forget Sichuan. There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.

Past lives are known in this life. On Sanshengshi, the surname is the flower on the other side. When flowers bloom on the other side, I only see flowers, but I don't see them open for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, and feelings are not causal. Fate is doomed to life and death. There is only one red flower when the flowers in Manzhu Shahua bloom. There are no leaves or flowers, but we can't meet each other. We met in a dream on the other side of the road. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower across the river. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood. You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life for a long time in the dark. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. You are old at last, and I am still falling. You came to the underground river in front of the ferry and gave me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. When you set foot on the bridge, quiet inside, your heart sank. I closed the messy flowers, my heart was broken, and my heart was desperate. The lingering fragrance of flowers can't compare with the forgetting of bitter soup. I am still alive, but I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely forever. Only on this shore can I hesitate. Fireworks are all about how much dust there is between wind and rain. Dreams are all about what you see when the water flows eastward. Remember, it is in full bloom, flowers are flowers ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind blows away. There won't be ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I will wait 3000 days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. My heart is as heavy as a stone. My heart is broken and hopeless. My flowers are fragrant and I can't overcome the forgetfulness of bitter soup. I am still alive. I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. At that moment, I fell in love with you. There is no escape. I'll wait 3000 days for the stars to move you away. I still fall into the three rivers, flowers on the other side, and flowers on the other side bloom brilliantly. Xianxiansu hand-folded flower stems, never forget the half-life fate.

Looking at the end of the water, I miss it painfully but sweetly. Tears slowly fall, but the other shore is not this shore.

2. What are the beautiful poems about Naihe Bridge?

There are some beautiful poems about Naihe Bridge:

1, "ecliptic"

There is nothing you can do on Naihe Bridge, but you can't forget Hechuan River.

There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai.

2. This Life

Set foot on Huang Quan Road and set foot on Naihe Bridge;

Goodbye to the forgotten river and meet at the station in my hometown.

Trembling carved sansheng stone, a bowl of Mengpo soup;

I haven't been together in my last life, and I have no chance in this life.

There is no soul on Naihe Bridge, and there is no memory of past life.

Meng po's soup is forgotten in the world of mortals, and I only hope that I will not meet you in the afterlife.

3. This Life

Step into the grave and never look back, forget Sichuan.

I want to look back, but when I see the countryside, I lament.

Looking back, I can't stop crying, but I can't forget it.

Stay up late to drink the tears of the world and pray for the next life.

4. "Wrap vines around trees"

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

If anyone dies at the age of 97, Naiheqiao will wait three years.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

Love only wants to be together for a long time, Naiheqiao for a thousand years.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

I'm not afraid of falling into samsara forever, but I just want to love each other forever.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

I don't envy the endless joy of the Western Heaven, but I envy Yuanyang instead of immortals.

These are beautiful poems about Naiheqiao, and most of them are about love.

3. Naiheqiao's poems

"huanghe road" is helpless and forgets whether He Chuanhe is right or wrong.

There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai. The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but how can the flowers on the other side bloom on the Naihe Bridge? Heartbroken grass heartbroken! Forget the river, flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, this river boat sails on this river, flowers bloom on the other side, and heartbroken grass breaks its heart. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? In front of the Sansheng Stone, the three butterflies bloom on the other side, crying alone, and the gorgeous people don't return.

At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty.

Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! How can the flowers on the other side bloom in front of Naihe Bridge on the other side? I can't help but forget the river and sell the three stones under my hometown. Meng Po's nirvana is filled with magical love. If MengMeng spends the rest of his life dancing, the moon will pass by and the wind will sing. Flowers bloom on the other side, and rivers forget Sichuan. There is nothing the bridge can do. The Sansheng stone says Sansheng.

Past lives are known in this life. On Sanshengshi, the surname is the flower on the other side. When flowers bloom on the other side, I only see flowers, but I don't see them open for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. Flowers and leaves never meet, and feelings are not causal. Fate is doomed to life and death. There is only one red flower when the flowers in Manzhu Shahua bloom. There are no leaves or flowers, but we can't meet each other. We met in a dream on the other side of the road. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower across the river. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood. You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life for a long time in the dark. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. You are old at last, and I am still falling. You came to the underground river in front of the ferry and gave me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. When you set foot on the bridge, quiet inside, your heart sank. I closed the messy flowers, my heart was broken, and my heart was desperate. The lingering fragrance of flowers can't compare with the forgetting of bitter soup. I am still alive, but I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely forever. Only on this shore can I hesitate. Fireworks are all about how much dust there is between wind and rain. Dreams are all about what you see when the water flows eastward. Remember, it is in full bloom, flowers are flowers ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind blows away. There won't be ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I will wait 3000 days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. My heart is as heavy as a stone. My heart is broken and hopeless. My flowers are fragrant and I can't overcome the forgetfulness of bitter soup. I am still alive. I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. At that moment, I fell in love with you. There is no escape. I'll wait 3000 days for the stars to move you away. I still fall into the three rivers, flowers on the other side, and flowers on the other side bloom brilliantly. Xianxiansu hand-folded flower stems, never forget the half-life fate.

Looking at the end of the water, I miss it painfully but sweetly. Tears slowly fall, but the other shore is not this shore.

4. Poems about Naihe Bridge, Flowers on the other shore, Sansheng Stone and Forgotten River.

What can I do on the bridge?

Don't cross the river without crossing it.

There was no right or wrong before Sanshengshi,

Meng Po will meet at Wangxiangtai.

Vernal equinox flower

Thousands of green flowers, maple leaves oblique,

Sad river, slowly green eyes.

Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves.

Wandering around, the world moving,

It's hard to sleep with the fire, and good dreams follow the grave.

When the lights are dim, the pain is sweet. I look at the moon and talk nonsense, but my heart is choked.

sansei stone

Look at the three lives on the stone, and the flowing water is horizontal every year.

He used to be a fairy, but he just followed the river without trace.

Don't come to countless mountains in the spring, there is water in the spring.

The rivers and mountains are hard to comfort me, and the spring moon is boundless and graceful.

I looked at the distant mountains for Fang Fei, but I couldn't see them clearly.

After chasing the light and worrying about spring, I was homesick for a moment.

The sun is nameless, and the soul is so light and sweaty.

Autumn wind came, the leaves fell, and the autumn wind killed a desert.

Don't say that the red leaves are lovesick, and countless lovesick words are hard to carry.

Thinking about the flying snow seems to be waiting, and no one picks it.

Cangshan is poor and deep, silent and unintentional.

It is not easy to die after death, especially in the spring breeze.

There are three lives on a stone, and what is under it is not returned every year?

It's just that today the wind is stone, and we don't know each other.

Wang sansheng

I rock and roll, into the hero's grave, and my feelings are indestructible.

The second rock is broken, the wedding bridge is ferried, and the mandarin ducks fly together.

The third piece of jade burned, vowing to keep Jin Yumeng alive and die together.

5. Naiheqiao Poems

1, Naihe Bridge, etc.

Author: Ma Biao Hyundai

Next to Naihe Bridge,

Loneliness,

Just waiting for a promise,

Forget the river,

Raise a glass and sigh,

Just because I can't give up my old marriage.

You used to be a water lily in front of the Buddha.

Inadvertently fell into the mortal world,

I used to be the flag of the world of mortals,

Never thought of meeting in the spring after the snow.

A prosperous world,

Tangled,

Just to relive the love of past lives,

Sansheng stone edge,

Swear in blood,

Just to have love in late spring.

You are saussurea involucrata on the plateau,

Don't want to be drowned in gossip,

I used to be a boy in Cangyang on the street.

And now the game is drunk.

Next to Naihe Bridge,

Loneliness,

Meng Po Tang Can won't forget the lingering feelings of the past.

Forget the river,

Tears rolled down my eyes,

Forgetfulness will wash away today's thoughts.

2. Random thoughts on Naiheqiao

Author: Spring planting and autumn harvest are all modern.

Random thoughts on Naiheqiao

Naihe Bridge is not a fairy mountain,

No one knows the true face.

You cann't peek after a thousand laps,

Invisible smoke clouds linger in my heart.

Time flies,

A drop in the ocean seems very small.

A moment of time changes endlessly,

Life is too short to bother yourself.

Dark clouds in the sky sway with the wind,

Underground rivers roll up waves.

No one, young or old,

It is inevitable that people and ghosts cherish each other.

Life will end one day,

No one can escape the iron law.

I feel that the sky will never wake up,

The less regrets, the better.

How many times have you been here in the morning and evening,

Flowers bloom and fall, much ado about nothing.

Leave your figure on the road of reincarnation,

Infernal affairs connects Naihe Bridge.

Naihe bridge is illusory,

Who knows what it looks like?

Legends from ancient times to the present,

There is an endless ballad in the world!

3. Naihe Bridge

Author: hit the wood-the missing modern

Naihe bridge

Yifei bridge

Seven inches wide

Ten thousand feet high.

The wind is swaying.

The breeze is swaying.

Meng Po road

The road ahead is foggy and rainy.

Drink it.

Ruthless and unrestrained

My soul is out of body experience.

Hesitate a little. Who knows?

Life and death

advance and retreat

Empty is the wind.

Empty without a trace

Yamaraja Palace

Eighteen sticks

Suffering in my heart, the wind blows away

this evening

Hanjiangbian

When a person is drunk, he laughs at the sky.

4. Naihe Bridge

Author: Walking Three Mountains and Modern Times

Grow old slowly

On the endless streets

Waiting for another bright moon

Shengui hometown

Who do you work for in your life?

Who is sick?

calmly

A hundred years of loneliness.

Such as reincarnation

Just like the place of birth.

Who sighs?

Take the Naihe Bridge.

This life is unfinished.

5. Naihe Qiaotou

Author: The sound of birds flying is modern.

When the curtain falls, there will always be some rosy clouds.

In the dark, ghosts are everywhere.

Fly in the wind

Just enough to carve stars and lightning.

When night falls

I dressed up the moon beautifully.

Solo, broken dreams.

After tomorrow morning, and tomorrow morning.

Brilliant blue and white porcelain

Wait for me and gulp it down.

Through the mountains, every leaf

Everyone is laughing, just waiting for the idiot to wake up.

The scenery of this bridge

It's just a bird's trail in the air.

Every time I fly,

Eventually, disappear in the deep heart.

6. Beautiful poems on Naihe Bridge

There are many poems related to Naiheqiao:

Yellow road

There is nothing you can do on Naihe Bridge, but you can't forget Hechuan River.

There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai.

this life

Set foot on Huang Quan Road and set foot on Naihe Bridge;

Goodbye to the forgotten river and meet at the station in my hometown.

Trembling carved sansheng stone, a bowl of Mengpo soup;

I haven't been together in my last life, and I have no chance in this life.

There is no soul on Naihe Bridge, and there is no memory of past life.

Meng po's soup is forgotten in the world of mortals, and I only hope that I will not meet you in the afterlife.

Vines around trees

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

If anyone dies at the age of 97, Naiheqiao will wait three years.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

Love only wants to be together for a long time, Naiheqiao for a thousand years.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

I'm not afraid of falling into samsara forever, but I just want to love each other forever.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

I don't envy the endless joy of the Western Heaven, but I envy Yuanyang instead of immortals.

this life

Step into the grave and never look back, forget Sichuan.

I want to look back, but when I see the countryside, I lament.

Looking back, I can't stop crying, but I can't forget it.

Stay up late to drink the tears of the world and pray for the next life.

7. Beautiful poems about Naihe Bridge

Naiheqiao is the place where people are reincarnated in China Taoism and Han folk mythology. There will be an elderly goddess named Meng Po, who will give each ghost a bowl of Mengpo soup to forget the memory of past lives and reincarnate in the afterlife. Helplessness has nothing to do with Buddhism The translation of Sanskrit Narakade is a free translation: hell, transliterated as "Narojia", not "helplessness".

There are many poems related to Naiheqiao:

Yellow road

There is nothing you can do on Naihe Bridge, but you can't forget Hechuan River.

There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai.

this life

Set foot on Huang Quan Road and set foot on Naihe Bridge;

Goodbye to the forgotten river and meet at the station in my hometown.

Trembling carved sansheng stone, a bowl of Mengpo soup;

I haven't been together in my last life, and I have no chance in this life.

There is no soul on Naihe Bridge, and there is no memory of past life.

Meng po's soup is forgotten in the world of mortals, and I only hope that I will not meet you in the afterlife.

Vines around trees

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

If anyone dies at the age of 97, Naiheqiao will wait three years.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

Love only wants to be together for a long time, Naiheqiao for a thousand years.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

I'm not afraid of falling into samsara forever, but I just want to love each other forever.

Even, you and I agreed for a hundred years.

I don't envy the endless joy of the Western Heaven, but I envy Yuanyang instead of immortals.

this life

Step into the grave and never look back, forget Sichuan.

I want to look back, but when I see the countryside, I lament.

Looking back, I can't stop crying, but I can't forget it.

Stay up late to drink the tears of the world and pray for the next life.

Regarding Naihe Bridge in Fengdu, Chongqing, there are two bridges:

Xiu De is easy to cross the Naihe Bridge.

Greed and sin, sharp knife mountain can not escape.

Cross the Naihe Bridge in three steps and know good and evil.

Go through the gold and silver road in one breath and bless you to get rich.

This poem is about Naihe Bridge.

According to legend, after the death gate, there is a road called Huang Quan Road, where flowers bloom and leaves fall. At the end of the road called Naihe Bridge, there is a river called Forgetting River. There is an earthen terrace called Wangxiangtai. There is a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion, where a woman named Meng Po is waiting to pass a bowl of Meng Po soup to everyone passing by. There is a stone called Sanshengshi on the bank of Forgetting River, which makes people forget everything.

Legend has it that after death, people first walk out of the gate of hell, pass through Huang Quan Road, and come to Forget Sichuan. Naihe Bridge is divided into three layers: the upper layer, the red layer, the middle layer, the mysterious yellow layer, and the lower layer, the more dangerous it is. It's full of ghosts that can't be reincarnated. In life, those who do good go up one level and those who do evil go down one level.

There is a Meng Po on Naihe Bridge. If you want to cross Naihe Bridge, you must drink Meng Po Tang. You can't cross the Naihe Bridge without drinking Meng Po Tang. You cannot be reincarnated. Anyone who drinks Meng Po Tang will forget all the obstacles in this life and enter the road of reincarnation without any attachments and start the next reincarnation. Mengpo decoction is also called forgetting water or worrying, and then you will forget your past life. Love and hate, ups and downs, gains and losses will be forgotten with this bowl of Meng Po Tang. People who hate in this life are strangers in the next life. Everyone who doesn't know the world has his own bowl here. The Meng Po soup in the bowl is actually the tears that the living people have shed all their lives. Everyone will cry when they are alive: because of joy, because of sadness, because of pain, because of hate, because of sadness, because of Meng Po's love, he collected their tears drop by drop and tortured them into soup. When they passed away and walked on the bridge of Naihe River, he asked them to drink it, forget their love, hate and sorrow when they were alive, and re-enter Liudao or become immortals or adults. Or for livestock, not everyone will willingly drink Meng Po Tang, because there will always be relatives who don't want to forget in this life. Meng Po will tell him that all the tears you shed for her life have been boiled into this bowl of soup. Drinking means drinking your love for her. The last memory in the eyes of people who come here is that the person I love in this life drank the soup, and the figure in his eyes gradually faded away, like a newborn baby. In order to see you again in the next life, you can't drink Meng Po Tang, so you have to jump. It takes thousands of years to cycle in a forgotten river. In a thousand years, you may see the person you love most in your life on the bridge, but you can't communicate with each other. You can see her. She can't see you. For thousands of years, you saw her walk over and over again. Naiheqiao has drunk bowls and bowls of Mengpo soup. You hope she doesn't drink Meng Po Tang, but you are afraid that she can't bear the suffering of the river that has been forgotten for thousands of years. If she can remember past lives thousands of years later, she can re-enter this world to find her favorite person. There is a bluestone called Sanshengshi Sanshengshi, which records everyone's past lives. The words on it are as red as blood, and there are four big characters engraved on it: "Go to the other side as soon as possible".

There is a medicine called "dragonfly grass" in the world, which can make the dying people die, but not the living. It is also said that there is a medicine called "Meng Po Tang" in the world, which can make people feel powerless, but it can make people forget that there was a kind of grass called "heartbroken grass" in the past, which can restore people's memory, but it can also be fatal. Once you take it, you will die suddenly within three days.

9. What are the poems about Naihe Bridge, flowers on the other side, Sansheng Stone and Forgotten River?

The "Sanshengshi" who will win the Tang pilgrimage will wander around.

One hasn't. Where did the three come from? There are cold dew drops in the clear night and crazy clouds in the day.

It should be supernatural, and everything can be guessed. "Appreciate Zhang Xianggong to see him" Zhou Lang, Guan Xiu in Tang Dynasty, was a bosom friend and often loved monks' feelings.

I don't know how to rest on the grass, but I can't live in the mountains. I feel that I haven't got the Sanshengshi yet, and SAO Ya's love turns nine to gold.

But it seems that Xiao Hejiang is also looking for each other. "Three Poems of Jing Zhu Sending Monk Feeling to Brother Chan" In the Tang Dynasty, Miracle was shocked for seventy-three years, his teeth clenched and he was unhappy.

There is a saying that spread all over the world. I feel ashamed and have no intention of sending it to Lingnan. Shu Qi, Jr. knows the market too well, but he forgot to leave Yuntan because he cooked incense late.

Those who are close to the peak road will snap their fingers to peel off vines and wrap old stone niches. Fifteen years ago, I went to the west of the lake, crossed Bailianzhai and came to the west.

Although the war changes from time to time, Wu Chu's road leaders are fascinated by it. Huang Yeyu once realized with me, who is near Yun Lan?

Spring remnant remembers Jiang Jing 'an, cuckoo crows on his head. Monks from He Ling come to talk to you in detail, but it is difficult to follow the noble track before.

Since the cast Nanyue Sansheng stone, a few clouds on the edge of the western mountain. Dan's visit to Ge Hong has no old stove, and the concept of searching for souls in his poems remains.

Don't treat parting as separation, your heart is empty. "Flowers on the other shore" full of green, a maple leaf slanting dusk, a melancholy river, flowing slowly.

Lingcangbo on the bank of Santu River is like a smoke of pearls, but it is memorable without leaves. Wandering around, the world moves, the flames are soaring, and good dreams follow the grave.

The lights are dim and bitter, the moon is talking nonsense, and my heart is choking. "Naihe Bridge" Naihe Bridge is helpless, and right and wrong are not crossing the river.

There is no right or wrong before the Sanshengshi, and there must be Meng Po at Wangxiangtai. In the Song Dynasty, Liu Chenweng became a Buddha and was born into heaven, which were naturally two paths.

Look at those two or three old people, vaguely on my list, how many recruits there are, and how many small Qi years there are. The purple meets the stranger, the green hills go alone, and the staff sings and listens to spring.

Once in a century, childhood is rare, but it is still old. My cows are no longer ploughed.

When it rains, the road is slippery, and the mud is deep and whip-long. Sighing for ten years, how to make up for it? There are all kinds of opportunities on Sanshi.

White hair came, Zhu Yan left, and a crazy song fell beside the wine. Who is like me, like an official slave who meditates in San San?