Famous poems lamenting the shortness of life, what are the verses of short life

The verses of the short life are as follows:1. This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year. - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Yangguan Song: Mid-Autumn Moon".

Translation: Every night of the Mid-Autumn Festival in my life, the moonlight is mostly covered by wind and clouds, and it is rare to encounter such beautiful scenery as today! But next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, where will I go to see the moon?

2. Be encouraged in time, and the years do not treat others. ——Wei Jin Tao Yuanming, "Twelve Miscellaneous Poems, Part I".

Translation: When you are in the prime of life, you should encourage yourself to work hard, and time will pass without waiting for others.

3. Wine debts are commonplace, and life is rare for seventy years. - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Two Songs of Qujiang".

Translation: Everywhere there is a debt for wine, it is a trivial matter, and it is very rare for a person to live to be seventy years old.

4. The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Leyou Yuan, Deng Leyou Yuan".

Translation: The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is close to dusk.

5, three thousand zhang of sorrowful sideburns, fifty years of spring dreams prosperous. ——Yuan Dynasty Qiao Ji "Gui Ling, Guest Window Qingming".

Translation: Too much sorrow has prompted three thousand feet of white hair hanging down the shoulders, and no matter how long the prosperity is, it is just a flash of spring dreams.

1.The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. - Don Liu Xiyi, "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla".

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

3.Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients. - Don Li Bai, "Wine to the Moon".

4.The journey of thousands of miles is long, and the people who have gathered and dispersed for ten years are different. - Don Wei Zhuang, "In the River of Guan".

5.I want to buy osmanthus and carry wine. It's not like it, juvenile travel. - Song Liu Guo, "Tang Duoling".

6.Streamers are easy to throw people away. Red cherries. Green plantains. - Song Jiang Jie, "A Cut of Plums, Boat Crossing the Wujiang River".

Life is a kind of human being, no one knows what will happen in the next second, but we can decide what we can do now, so let us enjoy every second of the present with a simple state of mind, why bother about things that are out of reach!

Human beings are originally simple creatures, and the combination of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea every day is matched with the basic needs of life, but often we will use complex moods in this complicated world to spur ourselves or surpass others. Life is tedious and realistic, some people are shark fins, some people have rough tea and light meals, but the days have not stopped the seconds because of your famous brand's inaction, nor have you been able to turn back time because the mud is wrapped in your pants.

1. The world is a big dream, how cool is life?

2. Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

3. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much do you know about the past?

Huanxi Sha who reads the west wind is cool alone.

Qing Nalan sexuality.

Who reads that the west wind is cool alone, Xiao Xiao Huangye closes the window, and ponders the past and sets up the sun.

was surprised by the wine and slept heavily, and the gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, which was only ordinary at that time.

Reading is not aware of the deep spring, every inch of time is golden.

It's not the Taoist who comes to laugh, Zhou Qing Kong Si is pursuing.

Parasitic mayflies in the heavens and the earth, a drop in the sea.

Mourn the moments of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life is like a dream, and a bottle is still a river.

The verses lamenting the impermanence of life and the shortness of life are:

1, Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon": The world is a big dream, how cool is life?

2, Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night": Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

3, Wang Guowei's "Butterfly Loves Flowers": The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a mirror and a tree.

4, Tao Yuanming's "Miscellaneous Poems": Life has no roots, floating like dust. Scattered and wind-by-wind, this is not the case.

Landing as brothers, why bother with flesh and blood! Have fun and drink and gather next to each other. If the golden year does not come again, it will be difficult to regain the morning in one day.

Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others.

5, Liu Guo's "Tang Duoling": I want to buy osmanthus and carry wine. It's not like it, juvenile travel.

6, Uncle Dou told "Summer Night Cousin Talking": The children in Japan grew up in the past, and the relatives and friends in the past were half withered.

7, Wei Zhuang's "In the Guanhe River": The road to and from thousands of miles is long, and the people who have gathered and dispersed for ten years are different.

8, Lu You's "Appealing to the Heart": Who would have thought in this life, the heart is in the Tianshan Mountains, and the body is old in Cangzhou.

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

10, Li Qingzhao "Wuling Spring Festival Gala": Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

The following verses have been written throughout the ages that express the transience and sorrow of life:

1. Parasitic mayflies in the heavens and the earth, a drop in the sea.

Su Shi's "Red Cliff Fu".

Translation: (We) are like mayflies in the vast world, as small as a corn in the sea.

2. Life is like a dream, and a bottle is still a river.

Su Shi "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia".

Translation: Life is like a dream, it is better to raise a glass and get drunk with the bright moon on the invited river.

3, you don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine".

Translation: Don't you see the gray hair facing the mirror in the high hall and lamenting deeply? In the morning, the hair is still dark, but in the evening it becomes like snow.

4. Between the world and the world of life, if the white horse passes through the gap, it will be suddenly. Translation: Being born between heaven and earth is like a horse passing through a narrow passage and passing by in an instant.

5. When you sing about wine, what is your life?

From: Cao Cao's "Tanka Xing".

Translation: While drinking wine and singing songs, how many years are there in your life.

When you sing about wine, what is your life? For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

The years pass like a white horse, don't wait for the idle young man's head.

The future of riding horses needs to work hard Mo Xuelong must sigh in the end.

There is no less in life, how many things in ancient and modern times, all of them are laughed and talked about.

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

Now it has become yesterday, flowers are like her, she is like flowers.

The soft wind blows through the window screen, and the heart period is at the end of the world.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together.

The three spring flowers are early, and the flowers must be early. When the flowers bloom and fall, life is easy to get old.

Thinking about the Qin Palace and Han Que, they have all done the withered grass, cattle and sheep. Don't worry about the fishing wood, there is nothing to say. The longitudinal grave crosses the monument, and the dragon and snake are not debated.

Cast into the fox trace Xing rabbit hole, how many heroes. Ding is three and a half points and a half of his waist folded, do you know that he is Wei Ye? Do you know that he is Jinye?

You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace.

A morning plays nine heavens, and the sunset falls eight thousand on the sunset.

Appreciate the transience of life.

Good times don't always exist, and good flowers don't bloom. Life is short, cherish it.

If the golden year does not come again, it will be difficult to regain the morning in one day.

Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others.

The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk.

Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Life is like a dream, and a bottle is still a river.

In the world of life, suddenly like a traveler.

Time is like an arrow urging people to grow old, and the sun and the moon are like a shuttle youth.

Between the world and the earth, if the white horse passes through the gap, it is all of a sudden.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Born less than 100 years old, often with a thousand years of worries.

Life is sent for a lifetime, and it is like dust.

Appreciate the transience of life.

Under the three mountains of yellow dust and clear water, it has changed for thousands of years.

There are many bright moons and nights in a year, and life is not up to him, and there is no way to drink wine.

If there is love in the sky, you should be old. Persuade the gentleman to look at the famous field, and the dream of the past is boundless.

Life is not a golden stone, how can you live a long life.

Life is sent for a lifetime, and it is like a storm.

It's just a casual glance and I see the yellow dust and clear water, between thousands of years, the time changes, but it is just a white horse passing through the gap, fleeting;

The smoke and dust of Kyushu, slightly angry, is just a puff of wine in the cup. Looking at Gu, it has long been in the sea.

Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. Life is like a dream, the road is short, why not be relieved and pessimistic.

Who reads the west wind and is cold alone? Xiao Xiao Huangye closed the window, pondering the past and setting up the remnant sun.