Seven verses about the old man

1. Poems about the elderly

Poetry about the elderly 1. Poems about old people

1, it's really the drunkard's intention, not the wine, not the fragrant spring, but the old man.

Song Dynasty: He Zhu

If you don't believe that Fang Chun hates old people, the old people will send him several times to cherish the fun of spring.

All the colorful songs are to my liking, and getting drunk in full bloom is the real thing.

Translation:

I don't believe that spring hates old people. How much spring can the old man send away? Xichun, have fun and be careful. Don't indulge in carpe diem too much. Beautiful smiles and erotic songs are especially to my taste. I love flowers and wine, and I'm not afraid of your scolding. Because of physical properties and human feelings, it is the purest and most affordable only in drunkenness.

2. Opera Huamen Restaurant Weng

Tang Dynasty: Cen Can

The old man, who is 70 years old, is still selling wine, putting thousands of flagons and jars in his flower mouth.

Elm pods on the roadside are as smart as money. Will you pick them to sell wine?

Translation:

The old man is still selling wine at the age of seventy, and there are countless flagons and jars at the entrance of Huamen Building. The elm pods on the roadside are like strings of copper coins. I picked it to buy your wine. Would you?

Step 3 play on the lake

Tang Dynasty: Changjian

The old man sits on the rock head on the lake, but the peach blossom water in the lake flows.

The bamboo pole waved endlessly. I don't know who swallowed my hook.

Translation:

An old man sat alone on the top of a rocky mountain fishing, and the peach blossoms on the lake slowly flowed away with the stream. The bamboo pole swings gently with the wind, and the smoke waves are endless. I wonder which fish will take the bait.

4. Reward Lotte for singing old songs.

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

People who don't care about the old have compassion when they are old.

The body is thin and the frequency is reduced, and the hair is thin and the crown is self-biased.

Waste books cherish eyes, and moxibustion is mostly for years.

Classics are still familiar things, and people are like reading Sichuan.

It's lucky to think about it carefully, but it will succeed next time.

Don't say Sang Yu is late, because it is still full of clouds.

Translation:

People who are not afraid of aging, who will be poor when they are old? The body is getting thinner and thinner, the belt is getting tighter and tighter, the hair is scarce, and the hat is always tilted to one side. I no longer read books and cherish my eyes, and I often use moxibustion because I am old and weak.

The experience of the world is broad, and the experience of life is like a river of water. When you think about it, being old also has a good side. If you overcome the worry about old age, you will feel carefree and carefree. Don't say that the sun is setting, the end of Sang Yu is near dusk, and its afterglow can still reflect the red sky.

5. Qingpingle Zhu Yan is getting old.

Yuan Dynasty: Baipu

Zhu Yan is old. How much has her white hair increased? The spring breeze of peaches and plums has passed, leaving a residual photo of Sang Yu.

There is no dust in the south of the Yangtze River, so an old friend is idle. Love to kill castle peak, castle peak may not keep people.

Translation:

The face of youth is getting old, and how many white hairs have been added to the sideburns? Peach, plum and spring breeze have all passed, and only the afterglow of the sunset reflects the long shadow of Sang Yu.

I came to Jiangnan again, without a trace of fireworks, and felt like an elegant idle cloud. I miss this castle peak and don't want to leave, but it may not stay with those who appreciate it forever.

2. Ancient poems describing the elderly

1, old age is just adaptive. Tang Ma Dai's Home of the Wild Old Man in Jinghu Lake [Qin Poetry] 2. In his later years, Wei rewarded Murong Xi in Saibei Tang Dynasty. 3. I love to drink porridge in my later years. Wei's Tianjia 4. Old age is sparse. In the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei of Guangxi filled the blue blank. 5. Cen Can listens to soup in autumn and old age. Sacrifice to Jiangling shogunate 7. Looking at Du Fu's snacks in the Tang Dynasty, he was boating in the fog. 8. Wang Wei's prose, in line with Miki Sayaka's period. 9. Look at Wang Songzhi's "Langtaosha High Collection and Fragrance" 10, and look at old flowers in my dream. The flowers of old age are like fog. Song Han's Walking in the Golden Gate 13, the wonders of old age Ke Zhuang's The Wonders of Old Age 14, the spring of his youth Song anonymous's Picking the Guanzi and Shaking the Mountain 15, and Jiao's book When Old People Cry for Wine sent to Taiyuan for "/kloc" Tang Liping's "After the Second Screen, Book Send" 18, there is no way for the elderly to be guests. Wang Mian's Occasionally Becomes the Third 19, the old people have less fun than Song's Plum Blossom on the River, 20, and the old people run Song's Autumn Xing with full expenses. I'm tired of old age. Wang Anshi's Wind, Scenery and Spring 14 Zhang San Jue' 23. The old people see Song Anshi's "five things" as fog. 24. Song Aixing's old-age pen "Paying for the History of Chun Hu Lake" 25. White hair is partial to work. In his later years, he reported Ten Things in Mao Junshan's Room in Song Dynasty. Old people spend their time doing their work. Song Caige Liu Kezhuang's "Listening to Frogs" has eight old poems by Fang Jun, each of which has more than 40 questions and 28 poems. What does the old man want? And Li's five early autumn poems 29. The body of the old man is warm. Song Shaoyong's five poems in the forest, 30. I wonder what's new in the old. Song Shaoyong's Ode to Spring, 38. Every spring in old age will never get tired of Song Shaoyong's Thirteen Spring Poems in Old Age. 33. Old Age is like a poem by Song Shaoyong, flying from beginning to end. 34. Old age returns to youth. Free Poems of Emperor Taizong in Song, Song and Tang Dynasties. 35. The newspaper where the white-haired man sent the black-haired man reported the second song "Mao Junshan's Room" of the old song "Ten Poems of Su Zhen". 36. Old people are not as busy as young people. In September of the ninth year of Song Dynasty, drinking with Si Lao was unique. I even said "Old Age Club" to Song Xiru when I was in Corning for retirement. 39. Pink is still ashamed of the old song Yuxi's "Happy Rain". 40. The Livelihood of the Old Man is Song Like Zhang Zai's Six Poems in the North Village in his early years.

3. Poems about old people

1, Leyou Tomb

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Translation:

I was in a bad mood at night and drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is dusk.

2. "Drinking, Fifth"

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Translation:

Living in the world, there is no noise of horses and chariots.

Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view.

The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.

It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it

3. "Although turtles live long"

Han Dynasty: Cao Cao

Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time. A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust.

The old horse lurks, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.

The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.

I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.

Translation:

Even if the tortoise has a long life, there is still a time when its life will end.

Although poisonous snakes can fly in fog, they will eventually die and turn to dust.

The old swift horse is lying in the stable, and its ambition is still to gallop thousands of miles.

People with great ambitions will never stop working hard in their later years.

The length of a person's life is not just determined by heaven.

You can live longer as long as you take care of your body and mind.

I am glad that I used this poem to express my inner ambition.

4. "The hut was broken by the autumn wind."

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night?

There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! (Death is enough: Death is enough)

Translation:

In August, the deep wind roared, and the strong wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew over Huanhuaxi and scattered across the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch flaps its wings and sinks into ponds and depressions.

A group of children in Nancun bullied me, because I was old and had no strength, so I had the heart to be a "thief" to rob things face to face and ran into the bamboo forest with a thatch in my arms. I kept talking, and when I got home, I sighed alone on crutches.

Soon after the wind stopped, the clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the autumn sky became dark and misty. The cloth quilt has been covered for many years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is broken.

In case of rain, there is no dry place in the whole house, and the rain keeps leaking down like drooping hemp thread. I haven't slept much since the Anshi Rebellion. The house is wet and dry. How can we get through the night?

How to get thousands of spacious houses, generally shelter the world's poor, make them smile, encounter wind and rain, the house is also as stable as Mount Tai. Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut was blown down by the autumn wind and froze to death, I would be willing!

5. Jiangcun village

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.

Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied.

The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.

As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask?

Translation:

The clear river winds through the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.

Swallows on the beam fly freely, and Bai Ou in the water approaches each other and accompanies each other.

The old lady is drawing a chessboard with paper, and the younger son is tapping a needle to make a fish hook.

What can I expect as long as an old friend gives me some money and food?

4. Poems about old people

The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, just like the Wan Li frost on the vast river. "Mountain Holiday Thinking of Shandong Brothers" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei was in a foreign land and missed his relatives every holiday.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. On the 9th, Qishan climbed high (Tang Dynasty). Du Mujiang's shadow geese flew first, carrying pots and guests.

Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane.

After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong? September 10 (Tang) Li Bai climbed the mountain yesterday, and now he is going to give a lecture again.

Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival. On September 9 th, Xuanwu Mountain Tourism Overlooks (Tang) September 9 th, overlooking the mountains and rivers, looking back at the wind and smoke.

Drinking Jinhua wine in other places makes Wan Li feel sad. On September 9, 2009, I visited Shuzhong and sent a farewell dinner in a different place.

Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north. On the ninth day of the Tang Dynasty, Moby was near Kyoto, and the frost and grass withered in August.

I wonder if there will be chrysanthemums in the wine today? On the 9th (Tang Dynasty), Yang Heng, yellow flowers, purple chrysanthemums, fell by the hedge and picked chrysanthemums under the east fence, drinking and loving Fang Xin.

I can't bear to look forward to my hometown today, but I am forced to join the crowd. On the ninth day when Feng Hexing arrived at Lin Weiting, Wei Anshi got the word "Autumn Festival", which moved him deeply.

The golden wind flutters chrysanthemums, and the jade dew weeps dogwood branches. Looking eight miles away, there are seven wonders in astronomy.

A deep face should be in front of you, so don't forget the danger. Drunk Flower Shadow (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and his brain sells golden beasts.

Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Don't get carried away, the curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers! Yu Changan also visited Weishan Pavilion in Yangzhou on September 9th (Southern Dynasties). Jiang Xin was driven away by Nanyun and followed the northern geese. How many flowers are there under the fence in my hometown today? Indulge in Dongfeng Chongjiu (Yuan) Guan Hanqing's title: Red leaves clear the ditch, and people enjoy the yellow flowers drunk.

The shadows of wild geese in the sky are thin, and the moon is thin at sunset. Autumn is crisp and bright. Who will teach white clothes to deliver wine?

On the 9th (tomorrow), Vincent spent three years in Chongyang Chrysanthemum, and was not at home when it was in bloom. When is today's wine, suddenly it has become the flower of the old garden.

Wild clouds connect trees, and wild geese gather sand in cold. Boarding Infinity, where is Wangjing China?

The ninth day of the ninth lunar month is the Double Ninth Festival in China. Wear dogwood, eat tent bait and drink chrysanthemum wine on the ninth day of September every year in order to live longer. Double Ninth Festival, also known as "Mountaineering Festival", is a refreshing season in autumn, with yellow flowers everywhere. Climbing the mountain in late autumn and enjoying the beautiful scenery give people a refreshing feeling. In addition to avoiding disasters and eliminating disasters, climbing on the Double Ninth Festival also means rising step by step. "Gao" also means longevity. People think that "climbing" can prolong life, so climbing on the Double Ninth Festival is particularly valued, especially by the old people.

On the ninth day of Chongyang Poetry, Qishan ascended the mountain (Tang Dynasty). The shadow geese of Du Mujiang and Qiu Han were the first to fly, and the guests carried pots with them. Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane. After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong?

September 10 (Tang) Li Bai climbed the mountain yesterday, and now he is going to give a lecture again. Chrysanthemum is too bitter, and it is the Double Ninth Festival.

On September 9 th, Xuanwu Mountain Tourism Overlooks (Tang) September 9 th, overlooking the mountains and rivers, looking back at the wind and smoke. Drinking Jinhua wine in other places makes Wan Li feel sad.

On September 9, 2009, I visited Shuzhong and sent a farewell dinner in a different place. Human feelings are tired and bitter in the south, and Hongyan is from the north.

On the ninth day of the Tang Dynasty, Moby was near Kyoto, and the frost and grass withered in August. I wonder if there will be chrysanthemums in the wine today?

On the 9th (Tang Dynasty), Yang Heng, yellow flowers, purple chrysanthemums, fell by the hedge and picked chrysanthemums under the east fence, drinking and loving Fang Xin. I can't bear to look forward to my hometown today, but I am forced to join the crowd.

On the ninth day when Feng Hexing arrived at Lin Weiting, Wei Anshi got the word "Autumn Festival", which moved him deeply. The golden wind flutters chrysanthemums, and the jade dew weeps dogwood branches.

Looking eight miles away, there are seven wonders in astronomy. A deep face should be in front of you, so don't forget the danger.

Indulge in Dongfeng Chongjiu (Yuan) Guan Hanqing's title: Red leaves clear the ditch, and people enjoy the yellow flowers drunk. The shadows of wild geese in the sky are thin, and the moon is thin at sunset.

Autumn is crisp and bright. Who will teach white clothes to deliver wine? Peony will go to Chuntai after Yao's release, half-blooming with shame.

Ordinary children can also get a glimpse of eroticism, and their hearts are only waiting for the arrival of Tan Lang. Note: Empress Wei: In the Tang Dynasty, Yao Chong's family planted yellow peony, which was called "the king of peony"; Wei Zhi's family grows purple peony, which is called "Peony Queen".

Tan Lang: People with feelings. Singing with the old man who is still dreaming (limited to cups, talents and rhymes), God gave me a cup to show my holiday feelings for Du Mucai.

Last year, I didn't go through this door. Who are the roses for today? (Gui Meng, the old man) Smile at the flowers, raise a glass, and coquettish people admire Xue. An affectionate poem evokes a delicate rose.

(The owner of the White Straw House) Taoyuan dreamed of winning the luminous cup and wanted to step up five fights that year. Not willing to hoe the hedge, but also looking for flowers online.

(Guimeng old man) A clap, a shout and a drink make the old dream full of poetry. Xianxian borrowed a flower pen, and the ups and downs of the scene opened.

(White House Owner) In the grape ditch, wine is beautiful and talents gather. Mo Wen Dongli Qianju Noodles, Tianshan Flower Market is open for you.

(Gui Meng, the old man) The luminous glass of wine (to borrow a word) is fragrant to attract talented people. Dance together in Tianshan Mountain, and the song awakens Snow Lotus.

(The owner of the White House) The poet of Fengyun sang 300 cups for the return of the old rain, and Fengyun held the committee of 100. Harvest every year, snow every year. I like to look at peach blossoms everywhere.

(dreaming of the old man) I am drunk in the world and dreaming of old poems. Remember Oriental Day for a long time, and a new scene will be opened in the spring rain.

(The owner of the White Grass House) Oriental Dingsheng is drunk for thousands of cups, and I admire Baicaocai. The new pattern of social activities, spring buds dyed green, flowers bloom differently.

(Gui Meng, the old man) Fengyun, Dongfang, the name of the online forum. Friends of the wind and cloud have a drink together, and small poems comfort incompetence.

Spring water and spring breeze chase green, and sunshine warms flowers. (Liu Feng) The moon sings in a jade cup, and the mellow mash urges out the fallen immortals.

Poets light up poems, and chapters and sentences are everywhere. There will be thousands of glasses of wine in Lanting Xinghui, and we will see different talents in spring.

Maotai is drunk with dew, and the branches compete for jade people. (Guimeng old man) Ban Jing is drunk, drunk, which is the dream of Liu Feng and Ba Cai.

The punch line is opposite, and poetry is like Jiuquan. (The owner of the white grass house) accidentally changed his rhyme and came again: Ban Jing was drunk, drank thousands of cups and returned to his dream.

On the contrary, the punch line is like hops. (White House owner) Baiyun sends Tiger Dragon Cup, and rough heroes pick good talents.

The roof of Kunlun Mountain.

5. Poems about the elderly

Li Shangyin, the tomb of Leyou, had the shadow of twilight in his heart, and I drove forward in the tomb of Leyou.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. Walking out of Xiamen, long live Cao Cao's tortoise, but there are still times.

A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust. The old horse lurks, aiming at a thousand miles.

The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.

Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition. Picking mulberry seeds, Chongyang Mao Zedong's life is easy to get old, but difficult to get old. Every year is Chongyang, and now it is Chongyang. Battlefield yellow flowers are particularly fragrant.

Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. However, I will try my best to pay for the festival, and I won't hate it when I board the plane.

After all, life is a short history, so why do you cry like Qi Jinggong? September 10 (Tang) Li Bai climbed the mountain yesterday, and now he wants to climb it again.