Verses about the Hanahe Bridge on the other side of the Lethe River

Full poem: The flowers on the shore bloom on the other side, and the grass is sad and sad.

However, there is no way to do it in front of the bridge, and there are three lives in front of the three-life stone.

From the author of "All Tang Poems" anonymous.

The other side flower only blooms on the other side (legend has it that the other side flower is the flower that blooms on the road to death), so it is called the other side.

Flowers on the other side. Flowers and leaves never see each other, which means that two lovers cannot be together.

Broken intestine grass (a poisonous weed) When people want to be a person, a thing, or a place, they are full of sorrow, so they are called sorrowful. There is no original meaning of poisonous weeds. It uses the meaning of thinking to make people sad.

However, in front of the bridge, we were helpless. (Legend has it that when a person dies, after crossing the Nai He Bridge, he will meet Meng Po, and after drinking Meng Po soup, he will forget the things of his previous life) It means that no one remembers anyone after he dies.

Sansheng Stone set the fate of Sansheng III in front. (After a person dies, walk through Huangquan Road and arrive at Nai He Bridge, you will see the Sansheng Stone.) It has been standing by the Nai He Bridge, looking at the people in the red dust who are ready to drink Meng Po soup and be reincarnated.

Legend has it that the Sansheng Stone can reflect the appearance of a person's previous life. The causes of the past life, the fruit of this life, the reincarnation of fate, and the origin and extinction of the fate are all heavily engraved on the three-life stone. This means that if there is a fate, we will see you again in the next life.

This is the fate engraved on the Sansheng stone.

However, the bridge is on the road, and the right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River.

There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po will be on the side of the Wangxiang platform.

The flowers on the other side are stacked with thousands of greens, the maple is slanted, a river is sad, and the green eyes are slowly passed.

Ling Cangbo on the bank of the Santu River, Manzhu is like smoke, but there are no leaves but summoning spirits.

The wandering spirit lingers, the end of the world moves, the fire shines and sleeps, and the good dream follows the Yellow Spring.

The lights were lingering, Mochizuki was whispering, and his heart was condensed. "Three Life Stones".

Sansheng stone looks at Sansheng, and the flowing water is horizontal every year.

He used to be a celestial immortal, but he only followed the river without a trace.

Don't come to the spring moon countless mountains, the spring river has water and the spring river flows.

The spring river landscape is difficult to comfort me, and the spring moon is boundless and graceful.

I look at the distant mountains and count the fragrant flowers, and the distant mountains seem to look at me vaguely.

Several times chasing the light and spring sorrow, a moment of lovesickness.

The golden crow is nameless, and the soul is so light with sweat.

When the autumn wind comes and the leaves fall, the autumn wind kills only indifference.

Mo Dao red leaves are so lovesick, countless lovesickness is difficult to say.

Silai and the snow seem to be waiting, and no one picks the red.

Cangshan is pitiful and white clouds are deep, and relatives are silent and hateful.

It's not easy to die and live in the next life, don't be another spring breeze.

Three lives on the stone of three lives, the bottom of the matter is not seen every year?

Only this wind makes three life stones, and they don't know each other. Looking at the three lives of the first life of the rock, turned into a hero's mound, the affection is indestructible. The second rock is broken, the marriage bridge is ferried, and the mandarin ducks fly in pairs.

The third jade stone is burned, and the golden jade alliance is sworn to abide by, and life and death will always be with you.

On the other side, the flowers paved the fire on the road, and the Sichuan River has seen the bridge.

The soul broke the ghost gate of the abyss, and sighed silently on the secluded Huangquan Road.

Tied to the bridge in his previous life, he has drunk Meng Po soup.

If you love the reincarnation of the three stones, the flowers will bloom and the leaves will fall on the other side of the flowers.

The upper poor blue falls down the Yellow Spring, and holds the thousand-year-old Lechuan River.