I sing from myself, why not look back on the vicissitudes of life

I sing about myself: it means that I only sing happily about life, and my heart is naturally empty and remote.

Why not look back on the vicissitudes of life! : It means that even if the experience is all vicissitudes, it doesn't matter.

It expresses the questioner's open-minded attitude towards life.

Heavenly Market.

Guo Moruo's street lights in the distance were bright, as if countless stars were shining.

The stars in the sky appeared, as if lit by countless street lamps.

I think in the ethereal sky, there must be a beautiful street market.

Some of the items on display in the market are certainly rare things that are not found in the world.

You see, the shallow river of heaven is certainly not very wide.

The cowherd and weaver girl across the river will definitely be able to ride the oxen to and fro.

I think they must be wandering around the streets of heaven right now.

If you don't believe it, look at the shooting star, it's them walking with lanterns.

Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared up to 90,000 miles.

If the wind stops, it can still be dusted but the water is clear.

When the world saw my constant tune, they all sneered when they heard Yu Dayan.

Xuan's father can still be afraid of the next generation, and her husband is not young.

Li Bai "Shang Li Yong".

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not roar and walk slowly.

Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes.

Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine.

Su Shi "Fixing the Storm and Mo Listening to the Sound of the Forest Hitting the Leaves".

5. Medicine is not lovesick, wine does not relieve sorrow, people are not as good as new, things are not as good as before, you and I are not as good as the beginning, come and go helplessly, see through the things in the game, how can I already be a person in the game.

6, you don't lack me, why should I embrace deeply, I am a cold and thin person, but I have done all the gentle things for you, but I am withdrawn and arrogant by nature, but I only shush you and ask for warmth, and you still don't appreciate it. "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking".

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be the enemy, and the wind is in a hurry late! The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark! Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

Later generations roughly divided Song Ci into two schools according to their lyrical style: bold words and euphemistic words. Su Shi is the representative of the bold lyricist, and Li Qingzhao is one of the most accomplished euphemistic lyricists, and the most accomplished woman in the history of Chinese literature.

1.The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside. Meng Haoran "The Old Man's Village".

A water to protect the field will be green, and the two mountains will send the green. Wang Anshi, "Book Lake Yin Xianbi".

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village, Lu You's "Tour of Shanxi Village".

The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon".

In the Huangmei season, it rains at home, and the grass pond is full of frogs. Zhao Shixiu's "The Guest".

The sound of chickens is in the month of Maodian, and the track is frosty on the bridge. Wen Tingyun's "Morning Trip to Shangshan".

Jujube flowers fall on the clothes and towels, the reeling cart rings in the south and north of the village, and the cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers. Su Shi "Huanxi Sand".

2.The mountain loop turns around, and the snow leaves a place for horses. (Cen Shen "Bai Xue Ge Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing") The water is surging, and the mountains and islands are sturging. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea").

The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside. (Meng Haoran's "The Old Man's Village") is seen horizontally as a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near. (Su Shi's "Title West Forest Wall") will be at the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be small. (Du Fu's "Wangyue").

Climb the East Mountain and Xiaolu, climb Mount Tai and the small world. (Confucius).

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. (Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake") The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. (Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine") Who is no less in life?

The flowing water in front of the door is still able to go west, and Hugh will sing the yellow chicken with white hair. (Su Shi) As for the Xiashui Xiangling, it is blocked along the trace. (Li Daoyuan's "Three Gorges") the water is ethereal, and the bottom is seen for thousands of feet.

Swimming fish with fine stones, no obstruction to direct viewing. (Wu Jun's "Book with Zhu Yuansi").

Meaning: How many sorrows a person has in a hundred years. If you strike music for me, I will sing for you. Wave to the gulls by the sea.

From the second song in Zhang Huiyan's "Water Tune Song Tou Spring Fu Yang Shengzi" in the Qing Dynasty.

Original text: How many years have you been repeated? How generous! Let the Son build for me, and I will sing for the Son. Beckoning to the seaside gulls, look at the cloud dream in my chest, how about Ti Mustard close? Chu Yue waited for idle ears, and there was turmoil in the liver and gallbladder.

Life matters, heaven pays, and whirling. Several people looked at each other and smiled drunk. Seeing that the clouds have passed, I am afraid of the years, and I throw them away. Persuade the son and hold the candle, for the good spring.

Translation: How many sorrows does a person have in a hundred years? If you strike music for me, I will sing for you.

beckoned to the gulls on the seashore and swallowed Yunmeng in his chest, but the little mustard couldn't help it. If you look at it from the same point, Chu Yue can be the same and can be tolerant, and if you look at it from different points, your liver and gallbladder will struggle.

Everything in life is given by God, and we must look at it calmly and leisurely. How many people can transcend the world, put utilitarianism aside, and laugh at it? Seeing the floating clouds drifting by, I am afraid that the years will pass by like a shuttle.

I advise you to take advantage of the candlelight and make good use of this good time.

A hundred years of time, which encompasses almost everyone's life, will pass in a hurry, and life is too short.

Looking back at how many impassioned ambitions there have been in my life, I can only sigh that I can't do anything about it.

Although things are not with me, time is not with me, I can't have a sad but strong career like Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin, but friend, why don't you also play music for me like Gao gradually leaving and bidding farewell to Jing Ke, let me sing a song for you.

I beckoned the gulls that flew by the sea, knowing that I had not harmed them, and that did not disturb me.

How many times can you have in life? It's better to indulge in life! You beat the rhythm for me, I chant poetry for you, and wave to the gulls by the sea