poems red rosesThe following are some poems about red roses: Dai Biaoyuan, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, had a poem in "Five Songs of Wu Ji" that asked how young you were, and looked at the red rose on the shelf. The girl used "rose" to compare her youth and beauty, and there was an element of love. Yang Wanli's "Red Rose" was not related to the rose's name, and it was not related to the rose genealogy. The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flowers are light red. The wind and the wind are different, and the rain and dew are not private. From the detailed comparison and analysis, he vividly portrayed the posture, color, and rich fragrance of the rose. There were also works such as "The arrow on the hill is as red as fire, and the blue bridge is happy to meet." Flowers grow in the rain and dew, spring is difficult to grow old, heart love Chang'e moon turn empty. Her beautiful figure was graceful and fashionable, and her fragrance was charming in the western wind. The red roses were also described in poems such as "luxury chasing the rising tide of love, shooting through the most intense infatuation".
The original work was equally exciting. You could click on the original work of " The Story of Rose " to understand the plot in advance!
The poems in Dream of the Red ChamberDream of the Red Chamber was a classical China novel that was hailed as the pinnacle of China novel history. It narrated the love story of Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai and the complicated relationship between the four families of Jia, Wang, Xue and Shi. There were many wonderful poems in Dream of the Red Chamber.
A lifelong mistake
In the second chapter, Jia Baoyu mistakenly listened to Jiang Yuchun's words, causing Lin Daiyu to marry Xue Pan by mistake, resulting in a series of tragedies.
Original text: Where are the mistakes of life? Everything was a mistake.
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Chapter 7: Grandmother Jia dies Jia Baoyu and others are busy dealing with the funeral. They feel that life is illusory and can't help but sigh "empty".
Original text: Life in the boundless sea.
Burial of Flowers
Chapter 42: Jia Baoyu laments the impermanence of life because of Daiyu's burial of flowers.
Flowers bloom, flowers fall, flowers bloom, flowers fall, people come, people go, people come, people go.
Dream of the Red Chamber
The first chapter,"Story of the Stone", is the core of the novel.
Original text: Dream of the Red Chamber's song sings all kinds of life.
These are some of the poems in the Dream of the Red Chamber. They express the author's thoughts and feelings about life and love, and are also one of the classics in China classical novels.
The poems in the Dream of the Red ChamberDream of the Red Chamber is the pinnacle of Chinese classical novels, and there are many famous poems in it. One of the most famous songs was the Song of Burial of Flowers. Below is its original text:
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Lin Daiyu! Lin Daiyu!
Burial of flowers, singing, Burial of flowers.
Flowers wither, flowers fly, flowers fill the sky
Who will pity the red and fragrant?
The gossamer is softly tied to the spring pavilion
the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring
I'm full of sorrow, and there's no place to let it go.
Hoeing flowers in hand, I leave the embroidered curtain
how can I bear to step on fallen flowers and come and go?
The willows and elm pods are fragrant
Don't care about Tao Piao and Li Fei;
Peaches and plums can bloom again next year
Who will be in my boudoir next year?
In March, the fragrant nest has been built
The swallows between the beams are too heartless!
Next year's flower hair may be pecked
But don't you know that the empty nest in the beam is falling?
360 days a year
Wind blades and frost swords threatened each other;
How long can the bright and beautiful beauty last?
once wandering, it's hard to find.
Flowers bloom, easy to see, hard to find
I'm worried about killing those who bury flowers in front of the steps
Leaning on the hoe alone, tears fall
blood stains appear on the branches scattered over the sky.
The cuckoo is silent at dusk
Carrying a hoe, I go back to cover the heavy door;
The green lamp shines on the wall, and the person first sleeps
Cold rain knocks on the window, the quilt is not warm.
Why do you blame me?
half for pity and half for vexation.
Pity the spring, suddenly come and go in annoyance
When it came to it, there was nothing to say.
Last night, the sad song outside the court was released
Do you know if it's a flower soul or a bird soul?
Flower soul, bird soul, it's hard to keep
The birds are silent and the flowers are ashamed.
May I have wings today
With the flowers to the end of the sky.
Where is the fragrant mound at the end of the sky?
It's not as good as a brocade bag to collect beautiful bones
a handful of pure land covers the wind and breeze.
Pure come, pure go
better than sinking into a ditch in a muddy puddle.
Now that you're dead, I'll bury you
I don't know when I'll die.
I'm burying flowers, people are laughing at me
Who will bury me in other years?
Try to see the fading flowers of spring
When beauty dies of old age;
Once spring is over, the beauty is old
I don't even know that the flowers have fallen and the people have died!
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