A short poem about aftertaste

1. Verses about aftertaste

Verses about aftertaste 1. Verses expressing memories

Nanxiangzi Dengjingkou Beigu Pavilion has feelings

Xin Qiji

Wherever you look at China, you will see the beautiful Beigu Tower.

How many things have happened through the ages, Youyou.

The Yangtze River never stops flowing.

The young man Wan Dou sat down and broke off the war in the southeast.

Who is the rival of the world’s heroes? Cao Liu.

Having children should be like Sun Zhongmou.

"Yong Yu Le" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty

Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong is looking for a place. The dancing pavilion and singing platform are always romantic, the rain and wind blow away the grass and trees in the setting sun, the ordinary alleys, and the slaves of humanity once lived. I remember those days when we were fierce and powerful, and we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger. Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won a hurried visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road. But looking back, there is a sacred shrine under the Buddha Li Temple. Who can ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living?

"Untitled" by Nalan

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged as young men, guarding the frontier with gold and iron horses.

Galloping on the battlefield, wielding a knife and asking, foreign invaders dare to invade my hometown.

Smiling proudly in the rivers and lakes, drinking snow when hungry, thinking about my classmates in my leisure time.

The world is full of tigers and wolves, and men like us should strengthen ourselves.

Song Zhang Jie's "Poetry in Suihantang"

Duke Guo is a heroic and talented man,

The golden warrior and the iron horse come from the west.

Raise the flag for the wind and rain,

Sweep the nine temples without dust

Express your sincere feelings (Lu You)

Back then, I was looking for a seal for thousands of miles. Hou. Guard Liangzhou on horseback. Where the Guanhe dream ends, the old mink fur is dark in the dust. Before Hu is extinct, the hair on the temples will begin to fall. Tears flowed in vain. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and my body is in Cangzhou.

Su Shi Jiang Chengzi

Ten years of life and death are uncertain.

If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about 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.

When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream.

In the small window, I am dressing up.

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 pine hills.

Yan Shu Huanxi Sha

A new song with a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When does the sun set?

There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. Small garden fragrant path wandering alone.

Jade House Spring

Yan Shu

Changting Road with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to get to when you are young.

There is a lingering dream at the top of the building, and there is a March rain at the bottom of the flower.

Ruthlessness is not as painful as passion, an inch is like thousands of strands.

When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

Changge Xing

In the green garden, sunflowers bloom, and the morning dew waits for the setting sun.

In the spring of Budeze, all things will shine.

I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will wither.

Hundreds of rivers flow from the east to the sea. When will they return to the west?

If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.

Yu Linling Liu Yong (Song Dynasty)

The chilling cicadas are miserable. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside.

There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, and the mist sinks into the sky.

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival.

Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell them about them?

Die Lian Hua · Liu Yong

Standing in the dangerous building, the breeze is soft, looking at the extremely sad spring, the gloomy sky. In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, there is no word to say who will be silent.

I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.

Eight Sounds of Ganzhou · Liu Yong

To the Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkled on the river sky, to cleanse the autumn. The wind is getting colder and frostier, the Guanhe River is deserted, and the remaining light shines on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words.

I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the dimness of my hometown, and it’s hard to let go of my thoughts. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is there so much suffering left behind? I want to see a beautiful woman makeup in the building, but I miss it a few times, and I know I'm going back to the boat in the sky. Strive to know me, leaning on the balconies, feeling leisurely and sad.

2. Poems about memories

1. "Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and cools alone" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde who misses the west wind and cools alone, the rustling yellow leaves close the window , meditate on the past and set the setting sun.

Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. Translation: The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague.

Taking a nap after drinking, the good spring weather is blooming, gambling in the boudoir, the clothes are full of the fragrance of tea, the ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled. 2. "Qing Ping Le·Every Year in the Snow" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao: Every year in the snow, I often put plum blossoms to get drunk.

There is no good intention in moving away all the plum blossoms, but you will be filled with tears. This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming.

It depends on the wind coming in late, so it should be difficult to see plum blossoms. Translation: When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms.

Later, although I had the plum branch in my hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I just rubbed it carelessly, but my clothes were stained with tears. When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and my short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray.

Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it is probably difficult to see their splendor. 3. "Magpies Stepping on the Branches·Six Curved Ladders Nestled Against Green Trees" Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi Six crooked railings nestled against green trees, the willows spread out their golden strands in the gentle breeze.

Who moved the zither to the jade pillar, and the petrels flew through the curtain. My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain.

The orioles talk nonsense while sleeping, and the good dreams are nowhere to be found. Translation: In the green shade, a unique and quiet small building quietly stands alone, with its twists and turns of railings tightly nestled against the green trees, and the two complement each other.

The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the light yellow, tender green, and silky willows sway their waists and sway in various ways in the wind. The spring light is bright, the sky is clear, the gossamers are curling, and the catkins are flying. This is the scene of late spring. Just when the apricot flowers are in full bloom and extremely beautiful, it starts to rain lightly.

In such a deep feeling, she couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep. While she was sleeping soundly and sweetly, she was awakened by the crisp cry of an oriole outside the window, and her sweet dream was nowhere to be found. 4. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" Song Dynasty: Lu You The setting sun on the city painted corners of sadness, Shen Yuan is no longer the old pool platform, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and the shadow of the startled dragon once came.

The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing. This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and its traces are still missing.

Translation: The sound of painted horns on the city wall seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion. The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a sudden dragon.

More than forty years have passed since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Garden are too old to spit out catkins and blow cotton. I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, but I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.

5. "Partridge Sky·A Guest Talks about Fame and Fame in Reminiscence of Youth" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji When he was in his prime, he held thousands of men with flags, and he rode across the river suddenly with brocade. The soldiers of Yan 62616964757a686964616fe58685e5aeb931333366303164 were dancing at night with silver barbarians, and the arrows of Han were flying towards the golden servant girls.

Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. But he exchanged ten thousand words of military strategy for his boss's tree-planting book.

Translation: When I was young, I led more than 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry across the Yangtze River. The Jin soldiers were preparing their quivers at night, while our Han army shot arrows called Jin Pugu at the enemy early in the morning.

Reminiscing about the past, I lamented that the spring breeze could no longer dye my white beard black. I think the tens of thousands words of strategies that can pacify the Jin people should be exchanged for books on tree planting with people in the east.

3. What are the poems that describe "aftertaste"?

The poems that describe "aftertaste" are as follows:

1. "The Beginning of the Autumn Suburbs of Luo City" "Huai Taizhong Zhu Yu"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Su Weiwei

A thin tour of the Shuangshuang Department, directly pointing to Jie Bingxin.

During the southern period of Lipu, Henggao was temporarily in the north.

The mountains are clear and the passes are blocked, and the Sichuan and Guangcheng are overcast at dusk.

Changpu leads to Guidian, and ditches block the stone forest.

The wild boy came to pick up the things, and the field old man came to sing.

Crickets rise in the autumn wind, and the late dew of jianjia is deep.

The imperial city is still gloomy, and there are several conscripts.

Reminiscing about the place where the book was written, I sang and thanked you for your praise.

2. "Crying Li Shangshu (Zhifang)"

Era: Tang Author: Du Fu

Zhangbin and Haoli passed away in the same year. I want to hang on to Xu Jian, but I still recall Dai Chuan.

We know each other like a white head, but this is the end of the world. Wherever the wind and rain come, the rivers and lakes are filled with tears.

Xiu Wenjiang was in charge of the chariot, but Zhang Qian was lost as envoy. Travelers in the history pavilion are here, and poets show their verses.

The guest pavilion has a perfect saddle and horse, and the traveler's net is hung with insects. The soul returns to Zhaoqiuyuan, and the soul returns to Chan.

In the place where Qiaosu was buried, his mouthpiece turned to the sky. The autumn colors wither the spring grass, and the king and grandson are just beside each other.

3. "Yulou Chun·Zun Qian plans to tell the date of return"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ouyang Xiu

Zun Qian plans to tell the date of return, Yu Yuchun Rong Xian swallowed miserably.

Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

Don’t renovate the song of departure, one song can teach you how to be tight.

I have to see all the flowers in Luo Cheng, but I can’t say goodbye to the spring breeze.

4. "Written on the 25th night of the twelfth lunar month in Pingjiang"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Zao

Yesterday, the family slaughtered pigs to offer sacrifices to the stove. Tonight, it is customary to wash beans and turn them into minced rice. .

Burning firewood and water are as bright as daytime, and cutting bamboos on the steps to explode the royal zodiac.

The old man reminisced about his childhood as he fulfilled his New Year's wish in his homeland.

I have a high talent and a poor fate, but I am also stubborn and refuse to be sad.

5. "Poems of Cherishing the Spring"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wen Tingyun

A hundred tongues ask about the flowers without saying a word, and they feel as if they hate the rain in the pond.

Bees compete with pink flowers and butterflies to share the fragrance, unlike weeping poplars cherishing golden threads.

I wish you to live a long and prosperous life, and don’t chase the east wind and let it sway.

The Qin girl looked up at the misty moon with her brows, worried about the red ribbon and dew in the far sky.

4. Poems about memories

1. "Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and cools alone" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who misses the west wind and cools alone , the rustling yellow leaves close the sparse windows, meditating on the past and setting the sun.

Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

Translation:

The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague. Taking a nap after drinking, the beautiful spring weather is blooming, gambling games are taking place in the boudoir, and the clothes are filled with the fragrance of tea. The ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled.

2. "Qing Ping Le·Every Year in the Snow" Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Every year in the snow, plum blossoms are often placed to get drunk. There is no good intention to remove all the plum blossoms, but to win the clothes full of tears.

This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.

Translation:

When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms. Later, although I had the plum branches in my hands, I was not in a good mood to enjoy them. I just rubbed them carelessly, causing my clothes to be stained with tears.

When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and the short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray. Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it was probably hard to see their splendor.

3. "Magpie Steps on the Branch·Six Curved Railings Nestled Against Green Trees" Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi

The six curving railings nestled against green trees, the willows spread out their golden strands in the gentle breeze. Who moved the zither to the jade pillar and let the petrels fly through the curtain?

My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain. When sleeping, the orioles talk nonsense, and the frightened and disabled good dreams are nowhere to be found.

Translation:

In the green shade, a unique and quiet small building quietly stands alone, with its twists and turns of railings tightly nestled against the green trees, and the two complement each other. The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the light yellow, tender green, and silky willows sway their waists in the wind, swaying in various ways.

The spring is bright, the sky is clear, the hair is curling, and the catkins are flying. This is the scene of late spring. Just when the apricot flowers are in full bloom and extremely beautiful, it starts to rain lightly.

In the midst of such deep feelings, she couldn't help but fall into a deep sleep. While she was sleeping soundly and sweetly, she was awakened by the crisp chirping of an oriole outside the window, and her sweet dream could no longer be found.

4. "Two Poems on Shen Yuan" Song Dynasty: Lu You

The setting sun on the city depicts the corners of sadness, Shen Yuan is not a restored pool platform,

Spring waves are green under the sad bridge , was once the shadow of Jinghong.

The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it.

Translation:

The sound of painted horns on the city wall seems to be mourning. Shen Garden is no longer the original pool, pavilion and pavilion.

The spring water under the sad bridge is still green, and I have seen her beautiful figure floating here like a sudden roar.

It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shen Garden are too old to spit out their cotton.

Even though I am about to turn into a handful of dirt in Kuaiji Mountain, I still come here to pay my respects and shed tears.

5. "Partridge Sky·A Guest Talks about Fame and Fame in Reminiscence of Youth" Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

In the prime of life, banners support thousands of men, and brocades suddenly ride across the river. early. The soldiers of Yan sung at the silver barbarians at night, and the arrows of the Han Dynasty flew towards the golden servant girl.

Chasing the past, sighing at the present, the spring breeze will not stain the white mustache. But he exchanged ten thousand words of military strategy for his boss's tree-planting book.

Translation:

When I was young, I led more than 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry across the Yangtze River. The Jin soldiers were preparing their quivers at night, while our Han army shot arrows called Jin Pugu at the enemy early in the morning.

Reminiscing about the past, I lamented that the spring breeze could no longer dye my white beard black. I think the tens of thousands words of strategies that can pacify the Jin people should be exchanged for books on tree planting with people in the east.

5. Verses describing aftertaste

1. Memories of the place covered with books

Tang Dynasty

The taste of Suzhou

"Begin to carry the autumn suburbs of Luocheng and pay attention to the imperial officials in Taichung"

2. Still recalling Dai Chuan

Tang Dynasty

Du Fu

"Crying Li Shangshu (Zhifang)"

3. Looking back at it as I recall

Song Dynasty

Ouyang Xiu

"Jade Tower" Spring"

4. Sad memories of hometown music

Modern times

Lu Xun

"Three Farewells to My Brothers - Xin Chou February "Postscript"

5. Memories of Li Jianiang in the Countryside

Qing Dynasty

Wu Jiaji

"Li Jianiang"

6 , Sitting together with memories of last night

Qing Dynasty

Zhu Yizun

"Taicheng Road·Morning Red Only Shoots the Shadow of the South Window"

7 , Memories of Shaolingtou Baiju

Qing Dynasty

Mao Deqi

"Reading Hall"

8. Memories of old travel are even more painful< /p>

Modern times

Ning Tiaoyuan

"Wang Junyan made an appointment to visit Changhua in Beiguo, Huang Huiwen and Li Mingke"

9. Unbearable memories Wuchang City

Modern

Chen Duxiu

"Mrs. Pengsheng and Ms. Heping's Calligraphy and Poems"

10. The old man recalled his childhood

Song Dynasty

Chen Zao

"Written on the twenty-fifth night of the twelfth lunar month in Pingjiang"

11. The sun is low in my memory

Song Dynasty

He Zhu

"One of Four Poems on the Residence at Hailing"

12. Recalling the Sixty Years of Linggen

Song Dynasty

Lou Yao

"Yangzhou Qionghua"

13. Recalling Luoyang Road at that time

Song Dynasty

Tian Xi

"Xichun Ci"

14. Recalling the time of hanging up the crown

Song Dynasty

Wu Juhou

"Traveling to Sikong Mountain with the Envoy"

15. Memories of Lumen Tour

Song Dynasty

Zhang Si

"Ti Ying" Shanfazhuangyuan"

16. Reminiscing about several villages passing by the Dongjiang River

Song Dynasty

Zhao Fan

"Seeing Zhao Xingzhi under the oak tree" "Poetry"

17. Searching for truth but not finding empty memories

Song Dynasty

Zhao Shankuo

"Journey"

18. Recalling Gushan Village

Ming Dynasty

Gao Shusi

"Drinking with Wang Yong"

19. Recalling the Early Yuan Dynasty< /p>

Ming Dynasty

Liu Ji

"Reflecting on the Times (Ten Poems)"

20. Reminiscing about an old friend every day

Ming Dynasty

Shen Mingyuan

"Man Xing Yong Guo Xizhong Yun"

21. Several Memories, Homeland Water Shield

Song Dynasty

Pan Xibai

"Nine Days of Dayou"