Which ancient poem or poem is becoming more and more profound as we get older?

"Jin Se" Li Shangyin, Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. In high school Chinese class, the only way to understand is to memorize according to the teacher's instructions. Whatever the teacher says, how to cramm understanding.

As I grow older, the more I read, the more flavorful I become. It's like a father named his child in memory of his deceased wife. Very aesthetic artistic conception.

It seems that there is still a string and a pillar. All of them entrust the beauty of their parents in it. Just as, old and forgetful, but do not forget lovesickness.

The boy listened to the rain song upstairs. Red candle dim tent. Listen to the rain in the middle of the boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind.

Now listen to the rain monks. Sideburns have stars also. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. A term of step forward, drip to dawn.

When I was young, I read these poems, but I thought they were already beautiful, but now the older I get, the more desolate I feel.

Nalan Xingde's "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan, and so on is the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable, the more you grow up, the more profound you feel." ”

I am afraid that I will hurt my Sanskrit line, and I am afraid that I will fall into the city by mistake. When I first read this poem when I was young, I only thought it was well written, but later I understood the helplessness of life. Whenever I see this poem, I will always think of the story of Tang Seng and the king of the daughter country, when I was a child, I felt that the daughter country was the best pass, and when I grew up, I knew that the saddest pass in the world was the love pass, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, the most heartbreaking love is, if there is an afterlife, only look forward to the next life. ‍‍

Li Bai raised his head to look at the bright moon, bowed his head and thought of his hometown, and I haven't finished this test yet.

Cao Cao's short song line "Although the turtle has a long life, the beetle snake will eventually turn into ashes through the fog" made me understand that there will be a day when life will dissipate, and we do not lie in how long we live, but in the present.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. I usually hope to go back to the time when we first met, how good it was to stay at that time, and now things are different.

used to be a listener, and then a person in the song. In the song, you can get its knowledge, and you can feel its meaning. The same is true of those verses.

You are asking about "synaesthesia", which is often talked about in psychology. Many people and many things, those past that pass away with the wind often leave traces in their hearts, whether deep or shallow, thick or light, or the breeze sweeping the lake, or unforgettable. Many times there is no immersive experience to experience the emotions or emotions in other people's words, and to feel the charm of the heart of the silk coiling in **, that experience is not enough to be more profound.

The young man does not know the taste of sorrow, falls in love with the floor, falls in love with the floor, and says sorrow for the new word. Now I know all the sorrows, I want to say that I will rest, I want to say that I will rest, but I will say that the weather is cool and autumn. ‍‍

Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud. I used to be ignorant when I read it, but now I feel so profound.

The young man doesn't know what it's like to be sad, and the ancients said it very well. When I grew up, I thought it was really profound. ‍‍

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine. Questionnaire curtain person. But said: "Begonia is still the same." Did you know? Did you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. This is the deepest feeling.

Su Shi's "bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?" A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. ”

If you don't leave your hometown, you will never know what the charm of "where is the sunset township" and "the end of the hometown tears". ‍‍