Unforgettable hands and luster, do not forget family.
Inherit, Ke Song fairy powder
2. Mother's death highlights:
Unforgettable virtue, always remember kindness.
Spring is not reported, and autumn rain adds sorrow.
3, mourning hall in general:
The sound disappeared, but Deze still exists.
The spirit is immortal and the style is eternal.
Soul rides a crane, righteousness rides the wind.
Virtue endures, and virtue endures.
Collection of elegiac couplets, seven-character elegiac couplets
Enze made great achievements in nine days and four seas, and the flowers shed tears.
Always remember the teaching style, always remember the model, and always mourn.
In autumn, cranes coo, crows and crows in jathyapple die, and cranes drive west.
The loyalty of Xiao Xian, the son of Gao Shou Wang De, will last forever.
Eternal glory inspires the feelings of future generations, and the old rain and tears shed desolation.
Yan Yan has passed away, and the spirit of sadness is immortal.
Virtue is boundless, and the history of history will never forget the virtues of celebrities and hometown.
Leave a legacy of the ages, love a thousand flowers, condense a tear, and let the water mourn.
Out of the water, broken, sad and happy, shocking.
Throughout one's life, hope is in one's body, voice is in one's voice, and merit still exists.
If I had known, I might have nothing to say in the temple, and tears poured down my clothes, and her heart would have broken and her tears would have dried up.
Typical: I wonder who I'm talking to. My heart is as deep as the sea.
I still want to be cold, so do I.
It's spring in the world, and I'm alone, so why bother?
Actress Shen Baowu drinks thousands of tears, and the old people cherish the old age.
Where is the crane dreaming? Apes have been crowing here for one hundred years and thirty thousand days.
The soul shines on the liver of the sun and the moon, and the mountains and rivers reflect righteousness.
Today's achievements are still in the Qing dynasty, and I am worried about national subjugation. I will die first and not return.
It is typical for students of Lengfan Public Building in Li Yue, Chu Shi to lose their teachers.
Knowing that you are ashamed of worrying about your own death, I am still drunk. Virtue depends on eternal loyalty.
Sad, sad, eternal, full of tears, remembering affection and integrity, shining on the sun and the moon.
Strong winds spread bright festivals in Gigi Lai, and later people shed tears in the rain.
Outside, clouds gathered in the hall, mourning for many families, listening to the cold wind, empty buildings, bitter rain and cold.
Fame is immortal, the soul is bright, the history is lush, the pine and cypress live forever, and it will never go down in history.
Flowers cry in cold spring, birds cry heartbroken, flowers fall, spring has gone, and it is difficult to round the bright moon.
Yu Mei is full of filial piety, and the old man has been away for a long time.
People spend their whole lives, hoping to be in the body, smiling and smiling all their lives, and virtue will be passed down for the rest of their lives.
Who shares weal and woe in safety? If I knew, I would serve you in the temple without words or tears.
The weeping soul is about to break, and tears will leave a faint scent on the withered dragon.
It was difficult to find traces of painting, and tears flowed all over the floor.
Do good all your life, and leave a name for yourself through the ages.
Su Xin hangs on the high instrument, and Bo's straight path still exists today.
That voice, that voice, that smile, is still brilliant, and that high wind will last forever.
The spirit of heaven and earth lives on, and the spirit smiles. The red plum, green bamboo and indoor white robe are outside Jiuquan Gate.
The sun and the moon shine with the heart of a child, and their names will last forever. I will work hard all my life, simple and honest.
Friends regard today as a farewell smile. They have been sad all their lives, honest and naive, naive and bright.
The voice and face of death will remain in the wind forever, snow will pile up against the wind for three years, and tears will fall into red ice.
The poetic soul that has drifted with the tide has been involved, and the white horse has bid farewell to tears and sent away the blue sky and blue sea.
All return to the sunset, and the cause of sprinkling hemp with two tears is returned to the predecessors, and the green model remains in the future generations.
Spring rain, pear blossom, eternal hatred, autumn wind, tung leaves, one-day sorrow, green water, green hills, sad history, falling flowers, weeping, weeping.
The shadow of Gao Xuan in Pengmen sang in Artemisia, the white horse came to tears, and the spring rain was wet, driving Bai Yunfei away.
Wind, trees, rules, crows, snow, heavy doors, white horses, swallowing people, trying to build a white jade building in the sky.
I don't know the sunset, I miss my family. I often hope that Bai Yunfei will want to see her voice and singing voice, and there will be tears to attend the class.
Snow flakes are all white, tears are sprinkled on maple trees, and Qian Shan is all red. He was silent, bowed his head, sobbed and blew Xiao.
The motherland's mountains and rivers bury loyal bones, and China pays tribute to the hero's affection.
At midnight, the cold cuckoo still crows. Wan Liyun empty cranes fly from the water, and the setting sun hates autumn frost and spring rain.
I smile at everyone's holidays. I miss my family alone. I have been miserable and thrifty all my life. I will be a model and try to spread my life.
Buried in the northern suburbs, loyal people left the village to raise autumn grass and left people alone, only looking at the sunset photos of Lin.
Thousands of tears, the earth is wet, a tomb is full of blood, and the spring rain is full of ambition.
Bright Moon, Breeze, Memories of the Ancient Mountain and Water, Reading Poems, Three Paths of Cold Pine, Crying, Half Window, Bamboo and Wind Singing
Ling Ying was a guest of Penglai. Fan, a villager, loved the country and worked hard before his death, and told his children to be more frugal when he died.
There is no reason to be cool between the eyebrows. Look at your seat, make it clear, and stop being loyal. The festival is like pine, frost and snow, and the wind shines like water.
Just like laughing together yesterday. If you don't believe in resigning today, I won't feel sorry for Xiao Chen. Jathyapple Fangliuzi is already green.
White horse, flat car, farewell tears, blue sky, blue sea, mourning, persistence, respect for future generations, leaving a name and remembering old friends.
Tears are sad for thousands of lines. I didn't realize that the virtue of Jiuileum would last forever.
Wan Li mountain flowers shed tears, and a stream of water mourned, which has its commemoration, leaving behind the legacy and mourning beyond words.
Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go to the breeze and bright moon, where can I find desolate clouds and shadow trees? It hurts thousands of miles, and the spring breeze hates next year.
Running water, sunset, eternal hatred, cold wind and bitter rain, a hundred years of sorrow, tears in Jiuquan, know that every family has cried for good people at the same time.
When the ancients were alive, they added a noble companion to the underground. When they see that they will never hear from the sea again, how can they remember their smiles afterwards?
There is no need to cry when you know that you have lost your life. Why lose your life? Recalling the joy of the countryside will be unbearable, so it is rare for an old friend.
Lament the mood of not listening to the teachings of relatives, but still miss the old days. When we meet, we can still remember where the past days were.
Thousands of miles away, ten years of tears began to know, but because of lifelong frugality, I didn't preach good news frequently.
The past is well known, and the village loyalty is still in the world. The scenery of the moon is beautiful, people are raising mountains and trees are declining.
Rain, rain, red tears, snow, pine branches, plain clothes, spirit, success for future generations, Dodd, let future generations continue their career.
Mourn the elegy of mankind. It will last forever, and the voice and sound of love will last forever.
I am satisfied with the garden in spring, but the stain in the south is fascinating. Cold in the middle of the night, cold in the middle of the night.
Crane drive has been accompanied by clouds crying, and the moonlight is still cold. Dream for three nights in my life, and the west wind in Wan Li mourns a goose.
Cuise and Yunchou jathyapple Hongyan's career of mourning for the moon has been recorded by predecessors and left to future generations.
I always feel that it is mainly singing birds with fallen flowers, saying that it is difficult to cross the tomb by hanging swords along the memorial hall.
Running water, sunset, eternal hatred, cold wind and bitter rain, a hundred years of sorrow, butterflies flying dreams, cuckoos singing for thousands of years.
A gust of wind, a candle, a rosy glow, an eternal musical instrument, a piece of green grass, buried in elegance, a cloud, a dead beam, an old and withered Mount Tai.
Hai Tian Li Hua Biao Yue San Huai Gu Yu Shan Shui read suicide note.
There are many excellent articles in the world that show that a person's life is fruitful. Fusang is riding a whale today. China, when will the crane come?
Riding a crane to China is painful, and so is riding a whale to Yulou. After the poem is suspected of thanking, the wind seems to be in front of Pan in the dream.
Spring flowers are strong, people are old, people are just old, and Fang Xin-gong has gone down in history. Where can I say goodbye?
Commonly used men's couplets
An example of past life, an example of future generations will stay in the future, and virtue will be in my hometown.
Do good all your life, and leave a name for yourself through the ages.
The high winds spread to the countryside, and the children and grandchildren will be revealed in the next festival.
Sad clouds are hard to hold, and crying flies with wild cranes.
The crane has gone with the clouds, and the cuckoo sound is still cold with moonlight.
The breeze is worrying, and the residual mountains and waters are a souvenir poem.
It's still a dream to wait a little longer, and then why are you talking?
There are stars in the sky, but there are few heroes on earth.
Yaochi has a distinguished guest, and the Buddha country adds a king kong.
Mourning for a female elegy, I hope that my loved ones will live in Nanzhi forever in Yide.
Kindness is gone, wind wood is gone, and sadness is over.
Candle scissors, western window, plum blossom, Dongting, tears, water, sadness
Feelings, old rain, tears, desolation, plum, filial piety, willow, Japanese affection
If the wind is empty and the back is empty, it will be late. After the rain, it is not fragrant. Sweeping Feng Dan is a funeral, and White Horse is the best guest at the door.
The west bamboo lotus turns over the clouds, the north hall porch withers, the moonlight is cold, the flowers fall, spring goes to spring, the morning light is cold and the night is heavy.
Those who lean on the door go to the third night to stand up and mourn for five nights. On the wind and rain floating bamboo, the red tears cloud presses the pine crown.
Plum blossom fragrance at midnight snack, silent rhyme, cold crane, cold rain, crying yellow flowers, hate, wind, worrying about bamboo, even more worrying.
Painting the ground, Zeng Chuanxian's mother led the knife, and her godson left the car with a white horse and a white car, saying goodbye with tears.
The wind blows, the flowers fall on the moon, the Wujiang River is cold, and Du Yu is sad.
Self attachment
Worry-free in old age, but thrifty.
After ten years of fame, it's time to masturbate and stop bleeding.
His life is unstable.
Laughter, lament and curse are all here.
There are two quatrains that are eloquent.
Zeng San wrote to beg for the death of know life Zhiren.
Life is not harmful, death is not tiring, ambition is clear, you can go.
I am determined to save the country and help the people. I didn't achieve great things, so I should start over.
Autumn wind is often used to hold a woman's hand, and cranes and jathyapple cuckoos crow.
Cut the west window alone, and the East Pavilion will be destroyed.
Goodness is gone, and the wind is sad.
White clouds are hanging in the shadows and birds are dreaming.
Flowers cry Joan Hinton, birds grieve.
Actress Shen Baowu, Xian drove back to Yaochi.
Flowers fall, rouge goes in early spring, and dreams come as a surprise.
The Western Heaven has returned to the Queen Mother, and the South China is full of stars.
Baowu's light sinks in the sky and stays at night, and the lotus flower looks at the predecessor of Buddha.
Butterflies have become a dream of death, and cranes still make false noises.
The cuckoo crows for five nights, the wind is cold, and the crane is bitter at night.
The soul returned to jathyapple for nine days, and the fragrance flowed for a hundred generations to recall the spring breeze
The wind in Qige Pavilion hurts the crane, and the moon in Yaojie cries sadly.
Kind bamboo leaves a shadow in the breeze, but leaves no fragrance after the rain in the evening.
Cizhu frost and cold phoenix gather, tung flowers wither and white clouds hang.
Love is like silver, clean as snow and crystal clear.
Kindness is thriving, and red berries are vividly reflected.