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Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

Poetry is the soul of Chinese national culture.

In the poems, there are flowers, there is wine, there is moonlight.

All the poems and distant places you yearn for can find your home here.

In poetry, there is affection, there is love, there is bread.

All the trivial everyday things you experience can be found here.

For modern poetry, it is often simple and straightforward, straight to the chest, you can say: "I gradually forgot you."

However, the ancient poems express themselves in a profound and profound way: "Gradually drifting away, there is no book, and where to ask the water and the fish sink."

This is the charm of poetry, which can make you feel the chicken feathers and let you enjoy the otherworldly.

Through the millennia, when ancient poetry and modern poetry meet the theme of love, which sentence can surprise you more?

Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

a chance meeting

Excerpt from Pipa Line

Don Bai Juyi

I smelled the pipa and sighed, and I heard the words chirping again.

The same is the end of the world fell people, when they met, why should they have known each other.

"Accidental"

Hyundai Xu Zhimo

I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected in the heart of your waves.

You need not be surprised, nor do you have to rejoice,

Disappeared in the blink of an eye.

You and I meet on the sea of darkness,

You have yours, I have mine, directions.

You remember it, it's best if you forget it

The light that shines on each other at this rendezvous.

【Poetry Appreciation】

Both poems are excellent works about the encounter of Pingshui.

One is the pipa girl by the river, playing softly and whispering, evoking the poet's deep sympathy and his own resentment;

One is that the conversation on the ship is very happy, touching the softness of the poet's heart, and the heart is stirred.

Fate, the most precious thing is not to stay together, but to never know each other, but to be able to communicate with joy and sorrow.

The origin of the cause is extinguished, the edge of the thick edge is weak, and no one can control it.

Only in the moment of karma meeting, enjoy that moment of human encounter.

Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

If there is none

"Handan Winter Solstice Night Homesickness"

Don Bai Juyi

Handan Yili every winter solstice,

Hold the knee lamp in front of the shadow.

I want to sit at home late at night,

It should also be said that the people who are far away.

"Broken Chapter"

Hyundai Bian Zhilin

You stand on the bridge and look at the view,

People watching the scenery are watching you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your window,

You decorate someone else's dream.

【Poetry Appreciation】

It seems so, but it is like that.

The single shadow only thinks, says "thoughts", but has no "thoughts".

The heart of longing stops, it is you, but it is not you.

The most lasting relationship in the world is mutual fulfillment.

Mutual fulfillment in family affection is the original intention of careful protection, and it is also a proper and natural exit;

Mutual fulfillment in love, you are good, I am not bad;

The mutual fulfillment in friendship is that he is excellent, and you are not far behind.

Give someone a rose and leave a lingering fragrance in your hand. When you fulfill others, you are also nourishing yourself.

Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

Love root dark seed

"Continuation of the Lantern Record, Wenzhou Longxiang Bamboo Nunnery Shi Jue Zen Master"

nameless

When you see it, you see it is not seeing. See what you see, see can't reach.

Falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, and the flowing water mercilessly loves the falling flowers.

A Blossoming Tree

Hyundai Xi Murong

How to get you to meet me in my most beautiful moments.

For this reason, I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, asking the Buddha to let us have a relationship with the dust.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree and grew beside the path you had to pass.

Under the sun, there are flowers blooming cautiously, and the flowers are the hope of my past life.

As you get closer, please listen.

That trembling leaf was the enthusiasm I waited for.

And when you finally walk by in defiance, you fall to the ground behind you.

Friend, that's not a petal, that's my withered heart.

【Poetry Appreciation】

These two words describe the feelings of a crush, traveling thousands of miles, going through several storms, but always "the King of Xiang has a dream, and the goddess has no heart".

Crush, like in the rain, you didn't look at me, I didn't look at the rain;

I'm afraid you know, afraid you don't know, afraid you know but pretending not to know.

It's like a recurring nightmare that can't be sobered up, and no ending is probably the best ending.

Love or no love, do you have to say it? There is no answer.

To love without being rewarded is not that you are unworthy, but that you are less calm and calm in loving yourself.

Only by first learning to love yourself can you know how to respect others and have the ability to love others.

Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

There is no part

"Tongguan kiln porcelain inscription poem"

Don Anon

I was not born, I was born and I am old.

Jun hates me for being born late, and I hate jun for being born early.

Lotus Heart

Hyundai Xi Murong

I am a blooming summer lotus,

I wish you could see me now.

The wind and frost have not yet eroded,

The autumn rain has not yet dripped,

The green season is far away from me again.

I have stood tall, neither worried nor afraid.

Now, it's the most beautiful moment,

The heavy door was deeply locked.

After the fragrant laughter, who knows my lotus heart.

You who have no chance, either come too early or too late.

【Poetry Appreciation】

These two words are expressing the heartache of having no part, not not not loving, but not loving.

Not being born at the right time, not meeting each other in the best years, either too early or too late.

It has been said that all the past is the prologue.

For you, may you encounter the fate of fate, neither rush nor slow. For me, heartbroken, I left and turned back to the original desolation to heal.

There is no winter that is insurmountable, and there is no spring that does not come.

The way you look, your voice, the words you have said, in some casual moment, what you have painstakingly tried to forget, is really so forgotten.

The crowd looked for him a thousand times, and looked back, but the man was in the middle of the light.

Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

The pain of lovesickness

"A Cut of Plum. Red Lotus Incense Residue Jade Autumn》

Song Li Qingzhao

Red lotus incense residue jade autumn. Gently dissolve Luo Xie and get on the orchid boat alone.

Whoever sent the jinshu in the clouds came, when the goose word returned, the moon was full of the West Building.

Flowers float from zero water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idleness.

There was no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lowered my eyebrows, but I was worried.

"Constant Love"

Hyundai Wang Guozhen

I thought that this time I would be able to forget your beautiful eyes,

You can cut through the wisps of emotion,

And the autumn wind can not blow away the sorrow.

Who would have thought that in the end the mountains and rivers would still be the same, and the love would still be the same.

Your figure, just behind you, is in front of you again.

【Poetry Appreciation】

These two poems are pouring out the pain of parting with lovesickness, cutting continuously, and rationalizing chaos.

When the autumn wind rises, the surface of the lake ripples, which are the whispers that once sounded in the ears, and the thoughts were entangled.

The autumn rain is endless, and the silent mist floats in the morning light, which is the tearful eyes of parting, which cannot be pulled apart and cannot be broken.

The thoughts are endless, and the years in the heart are constantly stirred.

A few more hopes, a few more anxieties, like the pain of breathing, burning lonely midnight, thinking, thinking.

Midnight dreams back, like heaven and earth; between the eyebrows, the emotions are all stained.

The prosperity dissipated, and I wandered several times, but I did not change my mind.

Poetry | the love of ancient and modern poetry: through the millennium, which sentence can surprise you more?

Write at the end

Poetry, like a slowly flowing stream, is gentle and delicate, clear to the bottom; poetry is like a waterfall that flows straight down, majestic and majestic.

Whether it is modern poetry or ancient poetry, it conveys the most sincere emotions of the author, which sentence are you amazed by?

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