How to check the nine kinds of peach blossoms
Love has been a topic that has not aged well throughout the ages. In a person's life, love is important. With love, life is. Without love, life will be eclipsed.
But time fades away, true love fades away, and the love that remains unchanged for thousands of years can only be found in beautiful things and mediocre ancient poems.
Whether it is sung amidst the urgent winds and complicated strings, or is exaggerated by the Qinhuai night moon, the gentle fragrance of ink can always be exuded in the poems, and it is still intoxicating after thousands of years of smoke and dust.
Let’s take a closer look at the nine kinds of love in ancient poetry with Shidanjun.
One type: life and death
"Moyuer·Yanqiu Ci"
Yuan Haowen
What is love in this world? Direct teaching promises life and death.
Visitors from all over the world, Lao Chi has experienced the cold and heat several times.
Happiness is fun, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children in it.
You should say something, the clouds are thousands of miles away,
Thousands of mountains are snowing at dusk, who is the shadow going to?
On Hengfen Road, when I was lonely, I played the flute and drum.
The desolate smoke is still plain.
How can you complain about Chu Chu? The dark mountains cry out the wind and rain.
The sky is also jealous, and if you don’t believe it, the birds and swallows will all turn into dust.
For thousands of years, in order to stay for the poet,
Singing and drinking wildly, I visited Yanqiu.
The second type: the old promise
Excerpt from "The Book of Songs: Drumming"
Anonymous
Death and Life Qi Kuo, talk to Zicheng.
, grow old together with your son.
"Baitou Yin"
Zhuo Wenjun
It is as white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds.
I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.
Today’s drinking party, Mingdangou Shuitou.
The ducks are dancing on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west.
Desolate and miserable, there is no need to cry when getting married.
I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.
Why are the bamboo poles curling up, and the fish tails are so sticky!
A man cares about his spirit, why use money and a knife!
The third type: deep love but shallow relationship
"Gift to the Maid"
Cui Jiao
The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after each other, the green beads are weeping and the scarves are on their heads.
As soon as Hou Men entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
"Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital City"
Cui Hu
Last year, on this day, the peach blossoms on the faces reflected each other.
I don’t know where the human face is going.
The fourth type: lovesickness
"One Cut Plum"
Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus root remains Autumn jade mat. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose came back, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart.
"Spring in the Painting Hall"
Nalan Xingde
A pair of people from generation to generation compete for education.
If we miss each other but don’t love each other, who will be the spring?
It is easy to beg for blood from the blue bridge, but it is difficult to run across the blue sea for medicine.
If you visit and drink Oxford, you will forget your poverty.
The fifth type: deep love will last forever
"Jiang Chengzi"
Su Shi
Ten years The two worlds of life and death are so vast. If you don't think about it, you won't forget it.
A lonely tomb thousands of miles away, there is no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.
We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
"Li Si"
Yuan Zhen
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
Take a lazy look back at Huacong, half-destined and half-destined for you.
The Sixth Type: Hate to Meet Again
"Yan of a Chaste Woman"
Zhang Ji
Jun Zhi I have a husband, so give me a pair of pearls.
Feeling your affection, tied in a red lining.
The high-rise buildings of my concubine's house are rising up in the garden, and my beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light.
I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is as good as life and death.
Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we had met before she was married.
"Poem on Tongguan Kiln Porcelain of the Tang Dynasty"
Anonymous
You were born before I was born, but I was already old after you were born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
The Seventh Type: Beating the Mandarin Ducks with a Stick
"The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·Red Hands"
Lu You
< p> Red crisp hands, yellow wine, willows all over the palace walls.The east wind is evil and the joy is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw.
Peach blossoms fall, leisurely pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book.
Mo, mo, mo!
"The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·The world's sentiments are thin"
Tang Wan
The world's sentiments are thin, human nature is evil, and flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk.
The dawn wind dries, leaving traces of tears. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan.
Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People are different, today is not yesterday, and illness is always like a rope on a swing.
The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark. Afraid of being asked, I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy.
Hide it, hide it, hide it!
The Eighth Category: Parting Sorrow and Parting Hate
"Yulin Bell"
Liu Yong
Han Chan It's sad, it's late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia is like a blue boat.
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.
Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, the dusk falls and the sky widens.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out of the Qingqiu Festival!
Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them to?
"Bu Shuzi·Ta Shi"
Lewan
Love is like the depth of the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky.
Thousands of teardrops make people feel heartbroken.
If you want to see without cause, it will be difficult to fight.
If we were not destined in the previous life, we will wait for the reunion and make a wish in the next life.
Type 9: Loyalty
"Peacock Flying Southeast"
Anonymous
Jundang Make it a rock, and I will make it a pampas grass.
The pampas grass is like silk, and the rock has no transfer.
"Wo Nong Ci"
Guan Sheng
You Nong and I Nong, there are many emotions, many emotions, as hot as fire.
Take a piece of clay, squeeze one of you, and mold one of me.
Break the two of us together and mix them with water.
Then squeeze one of you and mold one of me. Me,
I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud.
I will live in the same quilt and die in the same coffin with you.
The above is the content of the check with the nine kinds of peach blossoms, which is about the sharing of culture.
After reading the Bazi Peach Blossom Method, I hope this will be helpful to everyone!