Nostalgia is a common human emotion.
Whether it is nostalgia for the beauty of the past,
Or nostalgic for the ups and downs of the past,
There is a kind of sadness in it.
The following ten nostalgic poems,
Which one is your mood?
"Meet and Greet"
Five generations of Li Yu
Lin Hua thanked Chun Hong, too hurried.
Helpless to come cold rain late wind.
Rouge tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Since people grow up to hate water and grow east.
This word was written after Li Yu was captured, after the destruction of the country and the death of his family, Li Yu became a prisoner, and his miserable life made him miss the good life before.
The safflower has withered, the flowers have blossomed and fallen, always in such a hurry, but helpless. There are too many resentful things in life, just like the river that has passed away in the east, not endlessly, endlessly.
"Qingming is a Matter"
Don Meng Haoran
The emperor is clear and clear, and the people's hearts are worried about themselves.
The sound of the car on the road, willow color East City Green.
Flowers and grasses bloom together, and warblers and butterflies play double play.
The empty hall sat and reminisced, drinking tea and chatting on behalf of drunkenness.
On the day of the Qingming Festival, Meng Haoran remembered his former friend and felt sentimental.
Once a year, the capital is clear and clear, and people's hearts naturally have sorrow and longing. The sound of horse-drawn carriages echoed on the road, and the willows on the outskirts of the East Side were verdant. Flowers bloom and grass grows, and birds are flying butterflies in pairs playing. I sat in the empty lobby reminiscing about the past, replacing tea with wine, drinking and chatting.
《Title Capital City Nanzhuang》
Don Choi Woo
Last year, in this door, the faces of people were peach blossoms.
People don't know where to go, and peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
It is said that after the Tang Dynasty poet Cui Hu went to Chang'an to take the entrance examination, he met a beautiful girl in the southern suburbs of Chang'an, and revisited this woman on the Qingming Festival the following year, so he wrote this poem.
Regardless of the true story, this poem is reminiscing about the events of last year, whether it is people or things, the whole poem exudes a feeling of sadness that cannot be sought and the past is difficult to repeat.
Partridge Sky
Song Yan said a few times
The color sleeves were earnestly holding the jade bell, but they were drunk and red.
Dance low willow lou heart moon, sing the peach blossom fan bottom wind.
After parting, I remembered each other, and several times my soul dreamed of being with Juntong.
Tonight I left the silver to shine, and I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.
Yin Niang felt that Yan Jidao was very lucky, many poets could only remember the past, but they could not meet with the people who remembered each other, and Yan Jidao and the people who remembered each other were reunited, which was really enviable.
The first piece of the song describes the situation in which Yan Jidao and a woman had intersected before, holding the bell in the sleeves of the color sleeves and dancing, such a day, people are extremely nostalgic. After countless dreams, when the lyricist really reunited with the woman, he suddenly thought it was a dream. Life is like a drama, it will always give people surprises.
Magnolia
Song Yanshu
The pond water is green and the wind is slightly warm, remembering the first time Yuzhen met.
The heavy song rhymes with a loud rhyme, and the red swirls into the broken dance waist.
Jade hook 6 under the incense steps, drunk after not knowing the oblique night.
At that time, I was a total of flower appreciators, and now there is no half of them.
The writer of this poem reminisces about the old days of the pond and the beauty of the past. Green water pond, breeze to warm, pull the verb's memories of the past. At that time, the lyricist and Yuzhen met for the first time, the love of singing and dancing was difficult to help, pinching his fingers to count the people who were here with him at that time to enjoy the flowers and pleasures, and now the old friends are more than half lost, and they can only use wine to dispel their sorrows.
The lyricist writes about the joy when he first saw the beauty and the sorrow of today's things, and expressed the sigh of the good times and the shortness of life in the comparison of remembrance.
LinjiangXian Ye Deng Xiao Ge Reminisces About the Old Tour of Luo
Song Chen and Yi
Reminiscing about the afternoon bridge to drink, sitting in the middle of mostly heroic.
The long ditch flows silently.
In the shadow of the apricot blossoms, the flute is played until dawn.
For more than twenty years, it was like a dream, although this body was shocking.
Idle in the small pavilion to see the new sunshine.
How many things in ancient and modern times, fishing sang three more.
At the time of writing this poem, Chen Youyi was almost fifty years old. Chen Youyi, a native of Luoyang, reminisces about a trip with friends twenty years ago.
At that time, there was nothing going on in the world, and travel was prevalent, and later, the Jin soldiers went south, the Northern Song Dynasty perished, Chen Youyi fled to the south, tasting bitterness all over the place, and when he recalled the past events of more than twenty years ago, he had mixed feelings.
At that time, the lyricists, traveling with friends to enjoy drinks and banquets, enjoying flowers and playing the flute, those apricot blossom shadows have become just memories.
"Water Dragon Yin"
[Song] Cheng Yuan
The night is stormy and hurried, and the old garden must be full of flowers.
Sorrow and resentment, waiting for idleness and loneliness, a year of good intentions.
Willow sleepy peach lazy, apricot green plum small, easy for people.
If you count the spring growing, the good flowers will grow, and the original is just that people are haggard.
Looking back at the past events of Chi Nan, he hated the stars and was overwhelmed.
But now there is, look at the old eyes of the flowers, and clear the tears when they are hurt.
Not afraid of being thin and thin, only worried and old flavor.
When the red is chaotic, leaving the clouds to borrow the moon, you must also be drunk.
Cheng Yao is a Southern Song Dynasty lyricist, and in this poem, the lyricist expresses a sense of homesickness and self-harm.
One night, the wind and rain were so fast that there must be very few flowers left in the garden. I was so bitter and resentful that I so easily failed to live up to the good spring day, the tired peach blossoms, the lazy willows, the apricots were green and green, the plums were small and green, and the spring light flew by casually. Even if the beautiful spring comes back year after year, the blooming flowers are fragrant and beautiful every year, but people's mood has been haggard.
"Little Heavy Mountain"
Song Zhang Liangneng
Willow dark flowers are deep in the spring. Small red peony, has been pumped.
Rain and wind soft crush songbirds. Late in the day, it is like a yin.
The past is not mournful. Idle time is good, and landing.
Old tours are nowhere to be found. There is no place to be found, only the heart of a teenager.
Judging from the meaning of the words, it seems that the writer has been an official in another country for many years, and finally returned from a long trip, or lived in a certain place when he was a teenager, and at this time he went to the place and rediscovered the old traces.
The past, there is no need to look back. Take advantage of the beautiful spring scenery, hurry to the great rivers and mountains for a good tour. Traces of what you used to visit are now everywhere. But nowhere to be found is a teenager's heart.
"Don Doring"
Song Liu Guo
Lu leaf Mantingzhou, cold sand belt shallow current.
Twenty years more than the South Building.
The willow under the boat is still unstable, can be a few days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The yellow crane broke its head, is the old man here now?
The old country is a new sorrow.
Want to buy osmanthus flowers with wine, the end is not like, juvenile tour.
It is also a reminiscence poem. The south building in the word refers to the Anyuan building. When the South Building was first built, Liu Guo roamed Wuchang and lived a luxurious life for a period of time.
Twenty years later, Liu Guo's same group of friends climbed the South Building again, and their eyes were full of desolate old rivers and mountains, the writer was already in his twilight years, the country was not vibrant, and his ambitions were difficult to express, which could not help but make people sad.
"Tasha Walk"
Song Lu Benzhong
Snow is like plum blossoms, plum blossoms are like snow.
It seems strange and doesn't seem to be similar.
Annoying flavor a who knows? Please ask to take the South Lou Yue.
I remember last year, the plum season.
No one says anything about the old.
For whom is it drunk and for whom is it awake? To this day, I still hate to part lightly.
During the plum visit, the poet recalls the past on the scene, and this good scene is even more troublesome.
I remember in previous years, it was also such a season, but I was with you to walk on the snow to find plums, the bright moon shone on both of us, time passed, people also grew old, things became old things, no one mentioned it again! I was drunk and woke up, I woke up and drunk, but for whom? Alas, to this day, I am still remorseful, remorseful for leaving you so easily!