An ancient poem that describes the passage of time and the fact that things are not people

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. Where is the human face going, the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze (title: Cui Hu, Nanzhuang of the capital);

Today's people don't see the ancient times and moons, and this month used to shine on the ancients (ask the wine to the moon Li Bai);

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people (Liu Yuxi, Wuyi Lane);

The most ruthless is Taicheng willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment (Taicheng Weizhuang);

At this time, Parrot Island has passed, and there is only a ruthless blue water flow (the title is unknown, the author does not know, excerpted from a poem describing Mi Heng in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms);

Its things are the same, but its people do not exist (the tanka line Cao Pi used this incident to express his sorrow for the late King of Wei);

Life is infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year (Spring River Flower Moon Night Zhang Ruoxu);

In the past, people have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here. The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years (Yellow Crane Tower Cui Hao);

Several times in life, Taihuang is still cold. Now the four seas are home days, so the base is Xiaoxiao Lu Diqiu (Xisai Mountain Huaigu Liu Yuxi);

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times (Linjiang Immortal Yang Shen);

Who lives in Wuyi Lane, looking back makes people remember the Xie family (Yong Wuyi Lane Sun Yuanyan);

Heavy over the Lumen everything is wrong, with what to do differently (half-dead Tong He Zhu);

The clouds and shadows of the idle pool are long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn. Where is the emperor in the pavilion now, the Yangtze River is empty and artesian (King Teng Pavilion Wang Bo).

Wu Lingchun. The wind lives in the dust and the fragrant flowers are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first.

It is said that Sungai spring is still good, and it is also planned to go on a light boat. I am only afraid of the Shuangxi boat, which cannot be carried and has many worries.

Young people are easy to learn and difficult to learn, and every inch of time is indispensable.

I didn't feel the spring grass dream of the pond, and the sycamore leaves in front of the steps have autumn sounds. --Zhu Xi.

An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time.

Thousands of sails on the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees at the head of the sick tree.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. Liu Xiyi's "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it is not good for people to go to the empty nest of the beam! Daiyu's "Funeral Flower Yin".

Where are the people who come to play with the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year. Zhao Yizi Mu "Jianglou Feeling".

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears! "Shengchazi".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Gathering and scattering are in a hurry, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red branches. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with? Ouyang Xiu's "Waves and Sands".

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the pavilion now, and the Yangtze River is empty outside the forest threshold. Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion".

How can you avoid hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy!

The dream of the old country returned, and I felt that I was in tears.

Who is on the high-rise? Long remember the autumn sunshine.

The past is empty, and it is still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song".

If everything is wrong with the door, what is the difference between the same thing?

After the sycamore was half dead and the frost was cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck lost its companion.

The grass on the plain, the dew is at the beginning, and the old habitat is new and the new is clinging.

Lying in the empty bed listening to the rain in the south window, who will pick up the lights and mend clothes at night? He Zhu "Partridge Heaven".

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. Liu Xiyi's "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it is not good for people to go to the empty nest of the beam! Daiyu's "Funeral Flower Yin".

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears! "Shengchazi".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Gathering and scattering are in a hurry, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with? Ouyang Xiu's "Waves and Sands".

How can you avoid hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy!

The dream of the old country returned, and I felt that I was in tears.

Who is on the high-rise? Long remember the autumn sunshine.

The past is empty, and it is still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song".

If everything is wrong with the door, what is the difference between the same thing?

After the sycamore was half dead and the frost was cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck lost its companion.

The grass on the plain, the dew is at the beginning of the day, and the old habitat and the new ridge are clinging to each other.

Lying in the empty bed listening to the rain in the south window, who will pick up the lights and mend clothes at night? He Zhu "Partridge Heaven".

This year, the color of the flowers has changed, who is there next year?

Where are the people who come to play with the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year. Zhao Yi "Jianglou Feeling".

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the pavilion now, and the Yangtze River is empty outside the threshold. Wang Bo "Tengwang Pavilion".

A new understanding of things and people.

1. Matter is fixed, and people will change;

2. Fate is born, and part is artificial;

3. Life is innate, and luck can be changed;

4. What remains unchanged is "feeling", and what changes all the time is "feeling". If you understand the difference between "love" and "feeling", you will understand the true meaning of love;

5. The static is "things", and the dynamic is "people". Recognize things in change and observe people in stillness. In a different state of mind, we will suddenly become enlightened: it turns out that "things are not people" is so pleasant!

6. What will not change is the environment, what will change is always people, the saddest thing in the world is when you turn around, suddenly find that everything has not changed, but you have changed, things are not people.

We were too young B.C., and we were too old after A.D. No one can really see that beautiful smile at that time.

Zi said on the river: "The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night."

The pipa girl on the Xunyang River won a few tears in Jiangzhou.

After Sima Qingshan left, who would interpret the pipa language again.

The white horse passes through the gap Li Qingzhao's Wuling Chun.

1. The title is the capital of Nanzhuang.

Tang Dynasty: Cui Hu.

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Translation: Last year, at the door of a family in Nanzhuang, Chang'an, I saw that the beautiful face and the blooming peach blossoms reflected each other, and it looked very crimson.

Today, after a year, I revisit the old place, and the shy face doesn't know where to go, only the peach blossoms are still the same, smiling at the blooming in this warm spring breeze!

2. Jianglou is nostalgic.

Tang Dynasty: Zhao Fang.

Alone on the river tower, the moonlight is like water and the sky.

Where are the people who come to Mochizuki? The scenery is vaguely like last year.

Translation: I climbed the river tower alone and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts, the moonlight in front of me was as bright as water, and the river water was as clear as the sky.

The one who used to admire the moon with me is **? This river, this building, this month, this moisture is as bright as last year.

3, Shengchazi Yuanxi.

Northern Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu.

On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like day.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same.

I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears!

Translation: On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.

Meet the beautiful woman at the time of the willow tops on the moon and after dusk.

On the night of the Lantern Festival this year, the moonlight and lights are still bright.

But I couldn't see last year's beauty, and the tears of lovesickness stained the sleeves of her spring shirt.

4, Kazuko by Michichi nostalgia.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi.

Life is everywhere, it should be like Feihong stepping on slush.

Occasionally, there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hongfei counts things.

The old monk has died into a new tower, and the bad wall has no reason to see the old problem.

Do you remember the rugged days in the past, the road is long and the donkey is sleepy and neighing.

Translation: Life in the world, here and there, occasionally leaving some traces, what do you think it looks like? I really look like a bird flying everywhere, and it stumbles on the snow somewhere.

It left some paw prints on this snow, which was accidental, because the flying of the bird was not certain at all.

The old monk Fengxian has passed away, and all he left behind is a new tower where the ashes are hidden, and we don't have the opportunity to go there again to see the broken wall that was inscribed back then.

The old monk's columbarium and our inscription wall are not similar to the paw prints left by Fei Hong on the snow!

Do you remember the rugged journey to Michi? The road was long, the people were tired, and the donkeys were so tired that they were screaming.

5. Wuyi Lane.

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi.

Wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Translation: Some wild grasses bloom on the side of the Suzaku Bridge, and only the sunset hangs obliquely at the mouth of Wuyi Alley.

The swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Things are people, not writer Yang Daxia's perception.

After things are people, who can understand loneliness.

The green shirt is wet with tears, and the flowers are still in the east wind.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. Liu Xiyi's "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it is not good for people to go to the empty nest of the beam! Daiyu's "Funeral Flower Yin".

Where are the people who come to play with the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year. Zhao Yi "Jianglou Feeling".

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears! "Shengchazi".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Gathering and scattering are in a hurry, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with? Ouyang Xiu's "Waves and Sands".

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the pavilion now, and the Yangtze River is empty outside the threshold. Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion".

How can you avoid hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy!

The dream of the old country returned, and I felt that I was in tears.

Who is on the high-rise? Long remember the autumn sunshine.

The past is empty, and it is still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song".

If everything is wrong with the door, what is the difference between the same thing?

After the sycamore was half dead and the frost was cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck lost its companion.

The grass on the plain, the dew is at the beginning of the day, and the old habitat and the new ridge are clinging to each other.

Lying in the empty bed listening to the rain in the south window, who will pick up the lights and mend clothes at night? He Zhu "Partridge Heaven".

Don Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Don Zhao. Jiang Lou Feelings".

Alone on the river tower, the moonlight is like water and the sky.

Where are the people who come to look at the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year.

Song Ouyang Xiu's "Shengchazi".

In January last year, the flower market was lit up like daylight. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

In January this year, the moon and the lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears!

Song Su Shi "Nostalgia for Hezi by Michi".

Life is everywhere, it should be like Feihong stepping on slush.

Occasionally, there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hongfei counts things.

The old monk has died into a new tower, and the bad wall has no reason to see the old problem.

Do you remember the rugged days in the past, the road is long and the donkey is sleepy and neighing.

Don Liu Yuxi, "Wuyi Lane".

Wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. Liu Xiyi's "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it is not good for people to go to the empty nest of the beam! Daiyu's "Funeral Flower Yin".

Where are the people who come to play with the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year. Zhao Yi "Jianglou Feeling".

On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears! "Shengchazi".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Gathering and scattering are in a hurry, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's red. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with? Ouyang Xiu's "Waves and Sands".

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the pavilion now, and the Yangtze River is empty outside the threshold. Wang Bo's "Tengwang Pavilion".

How can you avoid hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy!

The dream of the old country returned, and I felt that I was in tears.

Who is on the high-rise? Long remember the autumn sunshine.

The past is empty, and it is still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song".

If everything is wrong with the door, what is the difference between the same thing?

After the sycamore was half dead and the frost was cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck lost its companion.

The grass on the plain, the dew is at the beginning of the day, and the old habitat and the new ridge are clinging to each other.

Lying in the empty bed listening to the rain in the south window, who will pick up the lights and mend clothes at night? He Zhu "Partridge Heaven".

Don Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Tang Zhao "Jianglou Feelings".

Alone on the river tower, the moonlight is like water and the sky.

Where are the people who come to look at the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year.

Song Ouyang Xiu's "Shengchazi".

In January last year, the flower market was lit up like daylight. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

In January this year, the moon and the lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears!

Song Su Shi "Nostalgia for Hezi by Michi".

Life is everywhere, it should be like Feihong stepping on slush.

Occasionally, there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hongfei counts things.

The old monk has died into a new tower, and the bad wall has no reason to see the old problem.

Do you remember the rugged days in the past, the road is long and the donkey is sleepy and neighing.

Don Liu Yuxi, "Wuyi Lane".

Wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Li Yuci "Crying in the Dark Night": Lin Hua thanked Chunhong. Too rushed. Helplessly, the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. Rouge tears. Keep people drunk. How heavy is it? Since people grow and hate water, they grow up. Things change and stars move a few degrees in autumn.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

Don Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Tang Zhao "Jianglou Feelings".

Alone on the river tower, the moonlight is like water and the sky.

Where are the people who come to look at the moon, the scenery is vaguely like last year.

Song Ouyang Xiu's "Shengchazi".

In January last year, the flower market was lit up like daylight. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

In January this year, the moon and the lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and the sleeves of my spring shirt were wet with tears!

Song Su Shi "Nostalgia for Hezi by Michi".

Life is everywhere, it should be like Feihong stepping on slush.

Occasionally, there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hongfei counts things.

The old monk has died into a new tower, and the bad wall has no reason to see the old problem.

Do you remember the rugged days in the past, the road is long and the donkey is sleepy and neighing.

Don Liu Yuxi, "Wuyi Lane".

Wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.