A poem expressing love for old things.

2. About old poems

Poems about the past 1. Ancient Chinese and Western Poems

Pa express Guan

Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian

Silly children don't do official business, and they rely on yat sen villa for quick things. Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon.

Zhu Xian is already a beauty, and her young eyes are chatting with wine. Wan Li returned to the ship to play the flute, which is why we made an alliance with Bai Ou.

This is the problem.

Year: Song Author: Lu You

If someone knocks at the door, he is my friend. If he has a bed, he is my home. Walking slowly from east to west, you can see bamboo and explore plum blossoms.

Homesickness of He Ziyou Mianchi

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow. I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was driving that complicated thing.

The old monk is dead and has become a new tower. There is no reason to look at the old topic with a broken wall. Remember whether the past was rugged or not, and the long road was full of people.

Gong ci

Year: Song Author:

The water temple is sandwiched between the east and the west, a brothel and a step across Yingzhou in spring. A royal robe was as beautiful as the sun, and half of the imperial secretary was in it.

Enter the fortress

Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi

The wild clouds are cool and the rain is long, and the pommel horse beats the drum every time. There are still a few people crying, but they look back at the south!

Spring is full of excitement.

Year: Song Author: Hu Zhonggong

Rushing through the rain and mud quietly, things can't be poetic. Peony is another year, and there is no sunny day in spring.

Successively, bamboo shoots fought for Senior Teng, while gulls supported the Jin Qi League. Lonely in the mountains, who can compare with * * *, Ye Qiju's seedlings can be cultivated.

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Year: Song Author: Li Fu

Yang glows, while Yin glows. Dolly backfired, in a dilemma.

Qi leads the tide and the sea is strong, like attracting insects. The north and the south should be divided, and the east and the west should gradually disappear.

Accidental achievement

Year: Song Author: Li

I've been drinking alone, trying to get out of the stars. Plum blossoms are good for people, and moonlight is bright for me.

The smell is suitable for the nose, and the long night is shocking. I need to call Master Chen urgently. I want to make peace with him.

My concubine is unlucky.

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Emperor Xian's pet Gillian is a golden house for storage. The emperor indulged her so much that even if her saliva fell, it would be as precious as pearls.

Indulgence to the extreme, love stopped, and the emperor's affection for her gradually faded. When Gillian was banished to Longmen, even the emperor's bedroom was close to the emperor, and the emperor refused to go back to Gillian for temporary residence.

As soon as the rain falls, it can't fly to the sky, and it's hard to take back the water. The feelings of Emperor Wu and Gillian, their own affairs.

The beautiful hibiscus flower has become a desolate grass today. If you convince people with beauty, the good days are very short.

Revenge of the fallen immortal

Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing

On a sunny day, the setting sun hung low on the horizon, and a lonely boat left with a friend. How melancholy it is now! Birds fly far and near on the flat Ye Yuan, as if they were running with the water.

May Baiyun bring my thoughts to friends thousands of miles away, and may the moon bring my sad thoughts to friends with the water. The suffering of a friend's relegation is beyond words, like a river with lush spring grass.

2. Famous sayings about the old and the new

Old things are fragile, and once new life forms are formed, everything is evil, decadent and toxic.

Things will be suppressed and destroyed.

Old things are fragile, and once new life forms are formed, everything is evil, decadent and toxic.

Things will be suppressed and destroyed.

-"Old Things"

New things are always replacing things that die and disappear. Death is also the bud of new life.

-"Memories of Gorky"

Revolution is a solemn, reasonable and kind life for us, just like a pregnant fetus crawling.

Living phenomenon.

-Gorky and Russian literature

On earth, red and black are arguing.

The tireless desire to control the imperial people is the power of darkness.

Cruel, greedy and evil, it spreads its heavy wings over the universe, which makes people feel terrible.

A cold shadow hangs over the whole earth. It wants everyone to serve it, so it uses steel,

After gold and lies conquered the world, it also prayed to God, just to ask God to confirm its control over people.

Black power, it said coldly:

"Everything for me. I am strength, that is, I am the soul and reason of life, and I am everything.

The master of man. Whoever opposes this is against life, he has committed a crime! "

The strength of red lies in its yearning for freedom, rationality and a better life. Its thoughts are always shining.

At the same time, accompanied by beautiful sparks, the light of truth and the gentleness of love.

The brilliance of harmony shines on the darkness of life. Its thoughts have ignited a strong fire of freedom everywhere.

The flame embraces our darkness with joy and enthusiasm, with great fantasy of happiness for all.

The invisible earth. It says:

"All for the public! Everyone is equal, and there is purity in everyone's heart.

A perfect and beautiful world should not damage a person's dignity and make him a dull tool of unreasonable power.

No one should be enslaved and no one has the right to enslave others. Power for power's sake is a crime. "

-"On Grey"

3. Poetry describing all kinds of things

Spring: Du Mu's Poems of Jiangnan Spring

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. In the Southern Dynasties, there were 480 temples.

Xia: Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang to Yang Wanli.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Autumn: Du Mu's Mountain Walk

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are red in February.

Winter: Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan

willow

He zhangzhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple)

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. (Tao Yuanming)< drinks >

Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran) "Passing the Old People's Village"

Wang Yuan Mian's Mo Mei

The first tree in my family, Xiyan Lake, is full of flowers and light ink marks. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.

Takeishi

Zhenbanqiao

Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

yearn for

Author: Marshal Chen Yi

The snow is loose,

The pine trees are tall and straight.

You know, loose and noble,

Wait until the snow melts.

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? Lipper

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling

Li Bai's masterpiece "Looking at Lushan Waterfall"

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.

Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.

Long song line/long song line

A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.

Full moon and fifteen nights, Wang Jian

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!

Li Shen's "sympathy for farmers"

It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil.

Who knows that every meal in our plate is obtained after hard work?

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I met her a long time ago, but it has been longer since we broke up.

From the east wind, a hundred flowers blossom.

Silkworms in spring weave until they die,

Every night, the candle will cry dry the wick.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror.

However, she bravely faced the cold moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan.

Oh, Bluebird, please go there and look at me.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? -Don Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons

Yuanri (Author: Wang Anshi)

In addition to the one-year-old firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su; The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

Plum blossom Wang Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Mount Tai: Once you reach the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..

Yangtze River: The sky is falling, the trees are whispering, and I watch the long river always roll forward.

West Lake: The water is clear and clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?

Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.

Tired of looking ~

4. Words to describe old things

1. Antique: old or outdated things.

Sentence: You are almost 30 years old, so you should be measured. It is reasonable to say that we old fogies don't need to talk.

2. outdated (chén jiù): old; Out of date. The style is too old.

Sentence: The style of this sofa is too old.

3.chén nían: accumulated for many years.

Sentence: There are fine tones, glazed blue and aged amber red.

4. LOJI: Old.

Sentence: nineteen years, I came from the south with the secretariat, and I am old. Every time I ask a question, I say it several times. I am honest.

5. Obsolete (lǐODIàoyà): refers to obsolete.

Sentence: An old Hudson car.

6. Old friend (gù jiù): Old friend; Old friend. Old, old.

Sentence making: However, the old poison deeply imprinted in the brain can't be washed away for a while.

5. Poems with food

Poems about food:

1. Pine flowers make wine and spring water makes tea. _ _ _ _ Zhang Kejiu is a sea of people, with the bright moon in the sky and books in the mountains.

It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . _ _ _ _ A suggestion from Bai Juyi to my friend Liu.

300 lychees a day, I will grow up to be a Lingnan person without hesitation. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's stunts in Huizhou

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai left in a hotel in Nanjing.

5. On a cold night, tea is wine, and the bamboo stove soup is red at the beginning. _ _ _ _ A cold night in Du Lei

6. How many people are happy with a pot of wine and a pole? _ _ _ _ Li Yu fisherman, waves feel thousands of miles of snow.

7. If you want to buy osmanthus with wine, you are not a teenager. _ _ _ _ Liu Duoling Road Zhou Ting

8. A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu Huan Xisha, a new song and a glass of wine.

9. Invite the bright moon to the wine curtain, and the wind will show through the screen window. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Youth Tour in Runzhou

10. Today's Doufang is the person in charge of Mingdan ditch. _ _ _ _ Zhuo Bai Wenjun voted for silver

1 1. It rained last night and suddenly the wind blew. A deep sleep didn't kill the wine. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao is dreaming. The rain suddenly dispersed the wind last night.

12. The wine base often has fewer customers, and it is cloudy in the month. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Xijiang Moon is a dream in the world.

13. After dusk, Dongli wine is full of dark fragrance. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao is drunk, misty, and sad forever.

14. Let's buy wine for Bai Yunbian in the moonlight in Dongting. _ _ _ _ Li Baiyou's Five Poems of Dongting Lake Part Two

15. The sadness is over. You got drunk for no reason. Before the wine arrives, you turn into tears. _ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's Royal Street Tour in Qiu Si

About the old poem 1. Old ci poetry

Later, I fought for old clothes.

I always like old clothes.

Beginning of autumn changed her old clothes.

Old clothes were buried in a new grave.

Dark red and light blue old clothes.

I used to leave Song Yu's old clothes.

Zanheyuan old couple.

Lock the old monk's house to Xiaoyun.

Incense sells clouds to coagulate the old monastery.

Still like Qingxi's hometown.

Don't come to bid farewell to the flowers for the elderly.

Spring brings old flowers.

The old haze on Gusu stage.

Laomaya was born in eastern Guangxi.

Old autumn cliff all my life.

Entry or old occupation.

Road crossing thanks to the old haze.

There is an old smog over Sichuan.

Mo Yankong loves Lao Lan.

There are still old books in the basket.

2. Poetry related to the past

beautiful woman

Dynasty: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Ancient Five Dynasties

Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.

Guan Zhong lost yesterday, and her brothers and close relatives were killed.

What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .

The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.

Her husband, with a wandering heart, is a new guy like jade.

When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.

He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.

The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.

Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.

She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.

The fifth word is seven words of old poems.

Su, Bai Juyi's daughter, used to be famous, while Yang had different feelings.

Stripping plates to make silver rings, rolling leaves to blow Yu Di. Wei Zhuang in Huanxisha misses you more at night, sad that the bright moon leans against the railing and misses you and me.

The painting hall is as deep as the sea. I only read old books in my memory. When will you join hands in Chang 'an? Mulan Yan swings in the courtyard to curtain the dusk, and crayons are idle to embroider households. Flowers in the rain are on the wall, and green willows and catkins are outside the door.

If Chao knows where it is, he should have a dream for Wang. Riliuma also recognized the old play road and screamed and flew over the wings on the painting bridge.

Yan, the son of Nanxiang, painted a lazy duck and embroidered an old mandarin duck. Unlike the same sadness, it is easy to know that the bed is empty.

Silver lamps are carefully selected and complain about the length of leakage. A few jathyapple waves are cool, and the dream soul goes to the blue room with the moon.

Sleeping for a long time, unforgettable. Just heartless and heartbroken.

Dao Ji, a partridge swallow, has a broken title, and the fragrance is small and red, and poems are often sent to meet the old. Snow hangs on the wine noodles in the west building, and the spring shirt in Nanyuan is cool.

There are endless flowers and endless willows. Don't come for fun.

Who asked which peak of Wushan Yun Xin was in? Yan Shu, Huanxisha, a new song, a glass of wine. The weather was old last year. When did the sun set?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

The corner of the sunset painting in the upper reaches of the land of Shenyuan is sad, and Shenyuan is not a pool platform revival. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

4. Nostalgic poetry

Go on like this

Do you know how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Did you see that in the bright mirror of the high room, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, turned into snow at night?

Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn";

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if meeting Yan's return. The fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.

Shu Yun (Li Bai), the school book sent off by Xie Xianlou in Xuanzhou.

I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.

It hurts my heart even more today!

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Jiao Shan (Li Shangyin)

Never wear a long rope,

It's hard to hate water when it goes to the clouds.

If you want to buy the sea from Magu,

A cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.

Linjiang county Yang Shen

The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Success or failure is empty. The green hills are still there, with a few rays of sunset.

White-haired fishing fires on the river are used to watch the spring breeze of autumn moon. Met with an old friend and drank a glass of wine. There are many in ancient and modern times. Go on like this

Do you know how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Did you see that in the bright mirror of the high room, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, turned into snow at night?

Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn";

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if meeting Yan's return. The fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.

Shu Yun (Li Bai), the school book sent off by Xie Xianlou in Xuanzhou.

I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.

It hurts my heart even more today!

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Jiao Shan (Li Shangyin)

Never wear a long rope,

It's hard to hate water when it goes to the clouds.

If you want to buy the sea from Magu,

A cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.

Linjiang county Yang Shen

The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Success or failure is empty. The green hills are still there, with a few rays of sunset.

White-haired fishermen and firewood collectors are used to watching the autumn moon in the spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine, a brief encounter. Everything in ancient and modern times is a joke.

Li Yu's Ci Wu Ye Diao;

Hua Lin thanked Chun Hong. Too hasty. But the cold rain came early and the wind came late. Tears are intoxicating. When did it weigh? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Bo Wang

Wang Teng sings the praises of Linjiang Pearl,

Yu Pei sings and dances.

Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,

At dusk, the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills.

Clouds and pools are shadows,

Things have changed for several autumn days.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet today,

Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

Absolute beauty, it's hard to get up every day. It's time to encourage yourself. Time waits for no one. Tao Qian

Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from all over the world, enters the ocean and never returns. Don't you see, in the high room, in the bright mirror, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. -Li Bai

Heaven and earth, the journey of all things; Time flies and generations have passed. -Li Bai

"Life is like a blink of an eye, just suddenly." -Zhuangzi

Flowers are similar year after year, and people are different year after year. Liu Xiyi

Time flies and makes people old, and the sun and the moon run like teenagers. -Brilliant.

The deceased is like a husband, and he never leaves day and night. Confucius

Tomorrow follows tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. If people are tired of tomorrow, they will go to Qiu Lai in spring to watch the flowing water and the sunset at dusk. If tomorrow can become geometry in a hundred years, please listen to my song of tomorrow. (Wen Jia's Song of Tomorrow)

The Yellow River flows eastward, the white sunset shines on the West Sea, and the Sichuan and the streamer disappear, and they are in love with each other. -Li Bai

Flowers bloom again and people are no longer young. -Guan Hanqing

5. Nostalgic poetry

Go on like this

This is the most common.

Do you know how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Did you see that in the bright mirror of the high room, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, turned into snow at night?

Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn";

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if meeting Yan's return. The fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.

Shu Yun (Li Bai), the school book sent off by Xie Xianlou in Xuanzhou.

I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.

It hurts my heart even more today!

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Jiao Shan (Li Shangyin)

Never wear a long rope,

It's hard to hate water when it goes to the clouds.

If you want to buy the sea from Magu,

A cup of spring dew is as cold as ice.

Linjiang county Yang Shen

The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Success or failure is empty. The green hills are still there, with a few rays of sunset.

White-haired fishermen and firewood collectors are used to watching the autumn moon in the spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine, a brief encounter. Everything in ancient and modern times is a joke.

Li Yu's Ci Wu Ye Diao;

Hua Lin thanked Chun Hong. Too hasty. But the cold rain came early and the wind came late. Tears are intoxicating. When did it weigh? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Wang Bojuan 55_ 12 Wang Teng Pavilion

Wang Teng sings the praises of Linjiang Pearl,

Yu Pei sings and dances.

Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,

At dusk, the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills.

Clouds and pools are shadows,

Things have changed for several autumn days.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet today,

Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

Absolute beauty, it's hard to get up every day. It's time to encourage yourself. Time waits for no one. Tao Qian

Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from all over the world, enters the ocean and never returns. Don't you see, in the high room, in the bright mirror, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. -Li Bai

Heaven and earth, the journey of all things; Time flies and generations have passed. -Li Bai

"Life is like a blink of an eye, just suddenly." -Zhuangzi

Flowers are similar year after year, and people are different year after year. Liu Xiyi

Time flies and makes people old, and the sun and the moon run like teenagers. -Brilliant.

The deceased is like a husband, and he never leaves day and night. Confucius

Tomorrow follows tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. If people are tired of tomorrow, they will go to Qiu Lai in spring to watch the flowing water and the sunset at dusk. If tomorrow can become geometry in a hundred years, please listen to my song of tomorrow. (Wen Jia's Song of Tomorrow)

The Yellow River flows eastward, the white sunset shines on the West Sea, and the Sichuan and the streamer disappear, and they are in love with each other. -Li Bai

Flowers bloom again and people are no longer young. -Guan Hanqing