Middle aged poems reminiscing about teenagers, emotional verses from teenagers to old age

Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall".

The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words.

Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn.

When I was young and proud, I didn't know what the real sorrow was, and I relied on my talent to write "sorrow" into the word, hoping that everyone would know my ambition and my sorrow. Now after thousands of sails, I know what the real sorrow is, but I just say that the golden autumn weather is so good. When I was young, I thought that people would win the sky, and when I was middle-aged and old, I knew that I was the same as the light, and "the world is rare".

Liu Guo's "Tang Duoling, Lu Ye Manting Zhou".

Anyuan Lou small set, Ji Huang of Yu Song Board, surnamed Huang, begging in Longzhou Daoren, for this "Sugar Order". With Liu Fuzhi, Liu Qufei, Shi Minzhan, Zhou Jiazhong, Chen Mengshen, Meng Rong. It was August 5 also.

The reed leaves are full of Tingzhou, and the cold sand belt is shallow. Twenty years of heavy over the South Building. The willow tie ship is still unstable, it can be a few days, and the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The yellow crane broke the rock's head, did the old man ever arrive? The old country is the new sorrow. If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same as a teenager.

Twenty years of revisiting the old place, thinking of the old people, full of old rivers and mountains, adding new sorrows. I want to buy osmanthus and wine to go on a boat and have a good time, but I can no longer find the pride and freedom of my youth.

This poem was praised by later generations as "the work of the small order." "The love is true, the scene is true, the thing is true, and the meaning is true. Anyuan Building, on Wuchang Huanghu Mountain, also known as Nanlou, was the front line of the anti-gold resistance at that time, and the truth in this word is not only sad for his twilight, but also sad for the country.

Liu Xiyi's "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

Peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City, who are flying around?

Luoyang's daughter cherishes the color, and sighs when she sees the falling flowers.

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

I have seen the pine and cypress destroyed as a salary, and I have heard that the mulberry field has become the sea.

The ancients did not recover the east of Luocheng, and today's people are still interested in falling flowers.

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

Send a message to the full glory of the red face, and should pity the half-dead pulsatilla.

This Weng is really pitiful, and Yixi is a beautiful young man.

Under the grandson of the prince, before the flowers.

Guanglu Chitai is splendid, and the general's pavilion is painted with immortals.

Once sick and unacquainted, who is Sanchun Xingle on?

How long can you turn your eyebrows? The crane is as messy as silk.

But looking at the ancient singing and dancing place, only the birds and birds are sad at dusk.

Compared with the first two poems, which turn sorrow into a faint sadness, this ancient poem that grieves from generation to generation expresses the sadness of the changes in life more directly. It may also be that Liu Xiyi himself has not truly experienced the sadness and helplessness of middle-aged and elderly people.

The pulsatilla in the ancient poem, young is a beautiful young man, singing and dancing to enjoy the joy of life, once sick and unrecognized, who is the joy of Sanchun Xingle?

1. The morning flowers are gone, and time is too hurried. The young man has a dream, don't wait for the old man to lament.

2, the young man is still looking forward to the floor, In the early autumn, he is still as sentimental as before, and he is a beautiful woman who whispers passionately, thinking that it is poetic, Only the elegance of new words, I don't know why it has long disappeared. The wind passes without a trace, the clouds are flickering, the scenery is pitiful, Only this young man is still childlike, Seeing this dim young dream fly past his sleeves.

3, "Feeling the Years". Vuel. Do you know, when the young man was suspicious in the past, he was red and green for the first time. Now it remains the same, the virgin strives for beauty, but if it is the first love again. The sideburns are old and disabled, before thinking about flowers, they are incomprehensible for a long time, and they are greedy for joy from whom.

4. Teenagers are easy to learn and old people are difficult to achieve, and an inch of time is not light. I didn't feel the spring grass dream of the pond, and the sycamore leaves in front of the steps have autumn sounds.

5. Juvenile tour. The spring breeze is incomprehensible to the youth. When I was a child, bamboo horses regretted and cherished each other. Wait until the Jiangnan saffron is green. The grass is green, and the willows are still around.

6. Trees add annual rings, youth is gone, childhood hides old dreams, and the face is old.

In the silhouette of time, how many encounters have been warmed, and how many partings have been melancholy. The past travels through time, whose eyes are wet? Concern through the heart, warm whose missing?

The small heavy mountain and the willows are dark and the spring is deep.

Song Dynasty: Zhang Liangneng.

The willows and flowers are bright and the spring is deep. The small red peony medicine has been drawn. The rain and wind are soft and broken songbirds. The delay is still a little yin.

Don't mend the past. The time is good and the time is coming. Old tours are nowhere to be found. There is nowhere to be found, only the heart of a teenager.

The juvenile age is the most energetic and joyful era of life, and the kind of youthful ambition that is like a cloud, or a juvenile fantasy full of happiness and longing, only needs to look back a little in a person's life, and always make himself feel inspired by something. The boss of life, looking back on the past affectionately, wants to rediscover that young heart, and it cannot be said that there is no aftermath and whirlpool of juvenile emotions here, and even the unwillingness and dissatisfaction with the loss of the juvenile mood after the boss. "Come back, boy heart!

When the lyricist is at a loss, there seems to be this kind of call in the subconscious. It can be said that the poet's emotions should be both hatred and pursuit, although he knows that this pursuit will not be settled.

The middle wall of the ugly slave Shubo Mountain Road.

Song Dynasty: Xin abandoned the disease.

The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor. Worried about the new words.

Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it. But the weather is cool and autumn.

Some of these many and deep sorrows cannot be said, some are inconvenient to say, and they are "exhausted" and cannot be said. can only "say that the weather is cool and autumn". Compared to the naivety when he was young, this may be much more sophisticated and mature.

In fact, "but the way" is also a kind of "strong theory". deliberately said it easily and freely, but in fact, it was difficult to get rid of the heavy depression in my heart.

Juvenile line. Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

Xinfeng wine fights ten thousand, how many years has Xianyang Ranger.

The meeting spirit is the king's drink, and the horse is a high-rise weeping willow side.

Even strangers who meet each other can become confidants between glasses of wine, which shows their corresponding enthusiasm. Therefore, in their hearty and hearty demeanor, there is also the beauty of human affection for friends and heart-to-heart. Wine is like a mirror, reflecting their frank and frank attitude towards life.

Jiangchengzi Xicheng willow lane spring soft.

Song Dynasty: Qin Guan.

The willows in the west city make the spring soft, and the tears are difficult to collect. I still remember the affection, and I once returned to the boat. Biye Zhuqiao was a day of events, people were gone, and the water was empty.

Shaohua doesn't stay for teenagers, hates you, when will you rest? When the flying flakes fall into the flowers, a climb. The spring river is full of tears, inexhaustible, and many sorrows.

Youth is no more, and the years are easy to decay, which is the ultimate reason for "hating you", not to mention that spring is over again! This long-term hatred, of course, melts the sadness of the lyricist's career and the failure of his ideals. In the end, the tears of sorrow and hatred were turned into spring rivers, and they tried their best to exaggerate their abilities, but they still "couldn't flow enough, and there were many sorrows"!

The magic is that "the flow is endless"!

Youth is gone, when will the parted person be reunited, and when will the bitterness of parting come to an end. Even if the spring river water turns into tears, it can't shed so many sorrows.

Bodhisattva barbarian