All emotions, in Tang poetry, can find empathy,
It is the joy of "spring breeze triumphant horseshoe disease",
It is the thought of "three springs and three months of remembrance of three bars",
It is the affection of "an inch of acacia and an inch of ash".
Write a grammatical poem by hand to express the true feelings in your heart.
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I have loved you with sincerity and innocence, and I have gained nothing but sadness. Years later, I remembered that being able to say, "I once loved someone with sincerity and innocence," was the most comforting thing in my life.
In this world, there is always a kind of affection, as firm as a mountain, as gentle as water, we live for it, die for it, no complaints, no regrets.
The affection of Chinese, pinned on the poetry of the millennium, has lasted for a long time and interpreted the immortal legend...
There is nothing more precious in life
After thousands of sails, the most loved ones are still around
"From Yuhang to Huaikou"
Bai Juyi
For the county has more time, still less diligent official duties.
The strike county is more relaxed and laborless.
Under the bright moon, the boat is moored in the north of Qinghuai at night.
I am not alone, and the whole family is resting with yan.
Three years of please Lu Feng, quite spare food and clothing.
Even among the servants, there is no frost color.
Walk through the clouds and water, step by step close to the country.
My wife was in front of me, and the piano book was on my side.
Besides, I don't know, but I am at ease.
It is said that life is short, only 30,000 days and nights in life, but in this limited time, we often feel unhappy.
There is a strategy in the chest, but it is not the right time to sigh; love at first sight, but it is difficult to become the resentment of the family... All the unsatisfactory things have turned into the wind and frost of the years and stained our sideburns.
Suddenly looking back, we found that the most precious thing had actually been all around us, only a distance to turn around.
I hope that you meet a lover who is truly a perfect match for you, love each other in the most comfortable way, and polish each other for a long time in your life to become the most tacit pair. You change a little for him, he changes a little for you, he takes the initiative when you don't take the initiative, you take the initiative when he doesn't take the initiative, you don't communicate more in the cold war, you can share and share, have a dream to progress together, and then live this life.
To the extreme, it is a lifetime of life and death
"Touching the Fish and The Words of the Wild Goose Hill"
Meta good question
Ask the world, what is love, orthodox life and death?
The sky is south and the north are double flyers, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.
Rejoice in fun, parting from suffering, there are even more idiot children.
Junyingyou: Stratus Clouds,
A thousand mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow to whom to go?
Hengfen Road, lonely drums, desolate smoke is still flat.
Summoning some souls, the mountain ghosts cry out in the wind and rain.
Heaven is also jealous, unbelieving, warblers swallows are yellow earth.
Eons of time, for the sake of the rioters,
Singing and drinking bitterly, visiting the goose hill.
The goose catcher set up a net to catch the geese, and caught one, but one escaped from the net. The geese that escaped from the net did not fly away, but hovered over him for a while, and then fell to the ground and died. What an extreme affection this "promise of life and death" is!
I am waiting for you at the door; when the sun sets, I am waiting for you by the mountain; the leaves are yellow, and I am waiting for you under the tree; the moon is bent, and I am waiting for you at the fifteenth;
We are old, and I am waiting for you in the next life.
The deepest love is the bland flow of years, not to live up to each other.
The most beautiful thing in the world is the first sight
"Magnolia Flower Quasi-Ancient Decisive Word Cambodian Friend"
Naranjande
If life is only like the first sight, what autumn wind and sorrow paint fan.
Waiting for idle changes but the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable.
Lishan language strikes midnight, tears rain zero bells finally do not complain.
How to be bo lucky Jinyi Lang, than the wings and branches of the day wish.
Some people say that when you are young, you can't meet people who are too amazing, otherwise you will be lonely in this life because you can't forget it.
Jin Yong has a description of first love in "White Horse Whistling West Wind":
Jiangnan has willows, peach blossoms, swallows, goldfish... Some of the Han people are handsome and brave teenagers, handsome teenagers... But Li Wenxiu is very stubborn: that is all very good and good, but I don't like it.
If life is only as it first sees. It's beautiful, and it hurts.
When I first met you, I was amazed for a lifetime, and after that, no matter how good it was, I was a passer-by. The world is changeable, may your original intention not change, love for a lifetime.
There is a kind of tear that is hard to give up
There is a kind of gaze called not to forget
Raining Bells
Liu yong
The chill is miserable, the long pavilion is late, and the rain is at the beginning of the break.
Dumen tent drinking nowhere, nostalgic, Lan Zhou urged.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless and choked.
Thoughts go, thousands of miles of smoke, twilight and mist.
Amorous parting from ancient wounds, and even more so snubbed the Autumn Festival!
Where is the wine awake tonight? Willow shore, dawn wind and moon.
This past year should be a good day and a good scene.
Even if there are a thousand styles, who to say?
Two lovers will be separated from each other, and this time they will be separated, and I don't know if they will see each other again in the future.
Obsessively looking at each other with tears in his eyes, he was speechless and choked, saying how much he was unwilling to leave others.
A partner who separates two places, a long-lost best friend, a wanderer who is thousands of miles away from home... When people get together, the days go by day by day, and they don't realize how fast time passes.
It wasn't until the time when the separation really came that I knew that there was some goodbye, a farewell, that is, I would never see it again for the rest of my life.
The greatest pain in the world is the past that cannot be returned
"Huan Xi Sha"
Naran Rongruo
Who reads the west wind alone cool, Xiao Xiao yellow leaves closed the window,
Contemplate the past and stand in the sun.
Frightened by the wine Mo Spring sleep heavy, gambling books to consume the aroma of tea,
At that time, only the Tao was commonplace.
This poem was composed by Naranjande in memory of his deceased wife Lu Shi.
Naran sex and his wife love each other, Qinse and Ming, just like Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng. But three years after marriage, his wife died. He remembered his past joys with his wife, and he knew how precious those ordinary little things were!
We always regret not cherishing after losing, and regrets in life come more.
So, from today on, cherish your lover, care for your children, and comfort your parents. Don't let people have regrets in their lives.
The years have not been forgotten, and nostalgia is deeply hidden in the heart
"Jiang Chengzi"
Su shi
Ten years of life and death are vague, not thinking, unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to say desolate.
Even if they do not know each other, they are full of dust and sideburns.
At night, the ghost dream suddenly returned home, the small window, is grooming.
There are no words for each other, but there are thousands of tears.
It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the night of the bright moon, and the short Matsuoka.
At the time of writing this poem, Su Shi's wife Wang Fu had been dead for ten years. This day is the death day of his beloved wife, Su Shi finally dreamed of his wife at night, and after being sentimental, he wrote this song.
There is a kind of love that does not say that it is missed, but it is never forgotten.
Those loves buried in the heart are like a dike, and once the flood is discharged, the thoughts are out of control.
But we know that life, old age, illness and death, sorrow and joy, you and I always have to experience. When loss comes, we can only accept it. The years have taken you away, and yu I say, only to miss eternity.
The world is desolate, and what has never been absent is regret
"Kinser"
Li Shangyin
Jinser unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one pillar Sihua Nian.
Zhuang Sheng Xiao dreamed of butterflies, and wangdi chunxin trusted the cuckoo.
There are tears in the pearls of the sea and the moon, and the warm jade smoke of the blue field.
Can this be a memory? It was just that I was confused at the time.
Everyone has a regret in their hearts, whether it is the unspoken "I love you", or the hand that was not held tightly that time.
Time is merciless, turning all love and unlove into memories. When we look back, there is only deep regret.
If I had grabbed your hand at that time, if we had been braver, the ending would not have been different.
There are too many regrets in life, and countless pasts are difficult to repeat. Picking up flowers, picking up wilts. We retain the past in our memories, and all we can get is full of bitterness.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, cold and summer, interpret the immortal legend of nature; life comes and goes, continuing the meaning of time immortality.
May you be able to live happily, not be glad, may you have no weaknesses, do not need armor, may you waste your life with your loved ones, may what you have lost, all return in another way, may you look forward to the future, can come as promised, hope to always be like a teenager, clean and pure peace of mind, may you wear flowers, the years are flat.
May the thousand-year-old affection in the poem remain in your heart during this reading...