Poetry about the aestheticism of the elderly 1. The lonely back of an old man is depicted by some beautiful poems.

1, "Zi Zhan presents the old man on the ridge", the second song "Old Man Rhyme"

Song Dynasty: Su Zhe

There is always ashes on Lingtou Road.

Long and short rhizomes are planted separately.

Contempt removes the previous karma,

Knowing that you will return to the sea.

Translation:

The ashes, long rhizomes and short rhizomes of Spirogyra are planted separately. ● Disappeared from the previous generation. Zhi Jun returned from the sea.

2. Partridge Chen Tian Gong Mi presented a Yu Zi ditty to persuade the elderly to drink. The old man drank it and gave the word. "

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Smile and twist cranberries. Yangzhou is the most demon in ten miles.

It was refreshing to meet my relatives in the evening.

Feet monkey eyes, waist when dancing. Liu Lang tried to disappear several times.

In the Ming Dynasty, where did I know that I was sober? Clouds were purple and Yu Di was heartbroken.

Laugh and twist red berries and green spring. Yangzhou Shili is the most charming place. As night fell, my family saw it, full of energy and charming. Beautiful eyes and waist when dancing. Liu Lang tried to disappear several times. Knowing where to wake up after drinking in the Ming dynasty, Yun He was heartbroken and complacent.

3. "The meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, I don't believe that Fangchun is tired of the elderly."

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 it is true that flowers are in full bloom and drunkenness.

Translation:

I don't believe Fang Chun will be tired of old people. The old man sent Yuchun several times, and Mozi, who cherished the happiness of spring, appeared frequently. It is my will to laugh and sing, which makes people upset and intoxicated. The only thing that matters is getting drunk.

4. "Every old man"

Tang Dynasty: Hidden Mountain

Every road will meet an old man,

The temple is as white as snow.

One mile and two miles,

Four times and five times.

This road met an old man. This temple is as white as snow. A mile, two miles. Four times and five times.

5. Beating the Old Man

Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling

Bimodal brown clothes for a long time,

A white eyebrow is long.

Who knows what barbarism means,

Just look at the fragrance of spring grass.

Shuangfeng brown clothes are very long. Long white eyebrows. Who knows ambition? Look at spring grass for nothing.

2. Poetry describing the love of the elderly

Bai Juyi, the emperor of China, was eager to shake the beauty of an empire. After many years in office, he searched and never found the author of Song of Eternal Sorrow in the Tang Dynasty.

Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.

If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.

Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.

But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.

There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.

Her sisters and brothers were all given titles because she lit up and glorified her family so much. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.

... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.

Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shocked the whole earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feathers. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.

The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.

The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.

Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.

But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.

Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .

Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . On the night when the spring breeze and plum blossoms are in full bloom, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.

The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.

He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.

Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.

And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.

When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai. She pushed open the pillow, dressed herself, shook her drowsiness, and the silver screen set off by pearls opened.

Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony. The wind blew the fairy, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat.

Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.

Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.

So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.

But the heart is as strong as gold, and somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.

On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. Many of Bai Juyi's works are Ten Years of Life and Death, which will be unforgettable without thinking.

Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously.

Li Shangyin's "Jinse" is not old, like a double screen, in which Qian Qian is tied. Zhang Sheng looked for him in the crowd and suddenly turned around, but the man was there, and the lights were dim.

Xin Qiji's "Qingyun Case * Yuanxi" has been full of love and hatred since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's Yi Xi Ti 1 Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi gradually widened its band without regret, which made people languish for Iraq.

2 The Book of Songs, with its anonymous drumming, is rich in life and death views, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

3 Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Fairy" will last for a long time, sooner or later. 4 When did the lovesickness meet in Li Bai's Three Five Seven Words? At this point, the night is awkward.

5 Anonymous "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix, Qin Song" has a beautiful woman who is obsessed with it and will go crazy if she doesn't see it for a day. 6 Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

7 Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" entered my lovesick door, knowing that I am lovesick and bitter, knowing that I am lovesick for a long time, and short love is endless. Eight Yuan Zhen's "Four Poems from Thinking" was once a sea of water, and it will always be amber.

9 Cao Zhiming's tall building on the moon, if you raise the dust on the road, if you make the cement muddy, the ups and downs will be different. When can we meet in harmony? 10 Nalan Xingde's Yu Meiren is sad and unique, and the most important thing is that it can't be dispelled. 1 1 Zhang Ji's Ode to a Woman brought tears to your eyes. I wish I could meet you before marriage.

12 Xi Murong How did a flowering tree let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship. 13 There is more than one shadow in Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi. How can they live together and not die? 14 Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province said that he missed the bottom of the acacia tree and Silang hated Mandy.

15 Xu Gan's "Thinking Room" was published, and it was dark in the mirror and hopeless. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?

16 Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" meets each other. If you don't see it, why is it heartless? 17 Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi" is not a heartless thing, but turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

18 Zhang Xian's "Millennium" is not old, and it is hard to get rid of it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

19 Huang Jingren's "Two Love Poems" seems that this star was not last night, and the wind dew stood in the middle of the night for whom. 20 Li Shangyin's "Untitled Six Third Songs" I know that this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .

2 1 Li Shangyin's "The Lonely Man in Qujiang in Late Autumn" has been an insider for a long time, and the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou is disappointing. Nalan Xingde's Biography of Huanxi Sand makes people feel sentimental and thin, but now it's really not sentimental.

23 Li Shangyin's "Jinse" and a moment that should be eternal came and went unconsciously. Twenty-four Swallow Houses have a one-night stand, and the ends of the earth are not long.

25 yuan asks "Touching Fish Two Songs One" to ask what the world is like and teach life and death. 26 Li Shangyin's Untitled Although my body doesn't have wings like Cai Feng's, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the unicorn.

Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hong Qiu" is full of water and smoke from animal stoves, as well as fragments of green marsh flowers, which are written into the story of Acacia line by line. 28 Xu Zaisi's "The Laurel Order" He will not be lovesick in his life, but he will.

3. The beautiful sentence of the old man's peaceful death

1, in the hourglass of memory, small things may be taken away and forgotten, and important scenes are often lingering and difficult to cross-copy. Bowing to the past, the ups and downs of life, now it is just a blink of an eye, the past is like a cloud, gone. In the end, it will disappear at any time under the traction of the elderly, but looking back, the most brilliant moment is the frolicking of Bai childhood, the pursuit of dreams in adolescence, the responsibility and responsibility after marriage, and the yearning for life in his later years. Memories can remind us of our dreams and make us fight for them all our lives.

2, the world of mortals, half-life misty rain, half-city battlefield, how many old dreams of the world of mortals have been forgotten, the fate is exhausted, the feelings are unfinished, you are persistent, and love and hate are born. Why? Let love go. Perhaps, some love Du, only suitable for collection, put it in the softest corner of my heart; Some people, only suitable for memories, strung on the memory board of wisdom, leaving shallow traces.

3. If we can go back to the past, if that story has not been forgotten, if it is a corner that has not been expected ... maybe, now is our eternal fantasy. Perhaps, everything is impeccable; Nothing can be destroyed, and there is no fleeting time that can't stand the wind and rain! The silhouette of the years, brush one's shoulder and look back again and again, are all fate, and it is also the fate that has been repeated for thousands of years.

4. Beautiful paragraphs describing the elderly

This is a lot.

1. Grandpa is seventy-three years old. Usually, he is always cheerful when he meets people. A small black felt hat is often buckled on his bald head. Grandpa always walks with his hands behind his back. He is really a "big official". Grandpa is an old shoemaker, and the money he usually earns is spent on my brother and me. Grandpa's care and love for me will never be forgotten.

2. My grandfather is a farmer. I like Ya by his side, counting the wrinkles on his forehead like a stream, and I prefer his rough hand, which is cracked like pine bark, to touch my smooth head. Usually grandpa is silent and only knows how to work. He is hardworking and simple, and he has been farming all his life. In the cold and hot summer, in the storm, he always gets up at dawn and works, and comes back with dirt when the sun goes down. Grandpa worked hard to raise five children. As long as I can remember, I seldom hear him say a few words, but when I am happy, I just smile when I see my little grandson.

My grandfather is a painter with a square face and silver hair. Although he has no white beard and chin, he has that handsome face. When he talks about painting, he always likes it so much that he can't help gesticulating with his hands. I can't understand what he said, or the painters who came to ask for advice said that what Grandpa said was as superb as his painting.

Due to years of hard work, the back of grandpa's hand is as rough as the bark of an old pine tree, and a series of holes have been cracked, and several thick calluses have been ground on his palm; Time has mercilessly carved deep wrinkles on his blushing face. His black hair and goatee have turned gray, only those eyes are still so radiant, although the corners of his eyes are covered with dense crow's feet ... I miss my grandfather.

Grandpa has a bronzed face, eyes like two bells and a goatee floating on his pointed chin. He is tall and has broad shoulders. Although he is over 70 years old, he can speak with a powerful voice like Hong Zhong. Even the young man can't keep up with him when he walks.

6. Ji Lao scale is in his fifties, but his body is as hard as a stone tablet; An egg shaped thing that just came from outside his mouth kicked him in the chest with a gouge, as if he had been bounced by a flea. He is famous for his superb craftsmanship, but he can only be half hungry and half full; In his words, I have never had enough to eat in my life. He has a bad temper, does not marry a family, does not believe in ghosts and gods, but also drinks strong liquor and smells snuff; Sleep when you are drunk, snore like thunder, sneeze like shooting.

7. Grandpa has been retired for two years, with a thin skeleton and fishnet lines on his face. The gray hair on the top of the head seems to be wearing a small felt hat. When you laugh, your chin sticks up high, because there are few teeth in your mouth and your lips are deeply sunken.

8. The old man's flesh is not much, and he is as thin as an old osprey. However, the tanned face, short white beard are particularly energetic, and those deep-set eyes are particularly bright. It is rare to see such sharp and bright eyes, except on Baiyangdian Lake.

9. A fat old man in high spirits heard the dog barking and walked out of the house. He is about sixty years old. His light brown hair is well maintained, but his beard is gray. This is Professor Blay.

10, my grandmother's dress today is very different from usual: wearing a wool hat, a brand-new black woolen coat, a pair of blended tweed pants and shiny flat shoes. She walked out of the door with a cane in her hand, a beaming face and a red paper in her hand.

5. Sentences describing the changes of the elderly

What flows in the gully is the long river of years, and the afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled on the yellowed skin. How many days has he witnessed our life and how many times have passed?

The old man is thin and haggard, and there are some deep wrinkles on his neck. There are some brown spots on the cheeks, which are benign skin canceration caused by the light reflected by the sun on the tropical sea. Brown spots spread from both sides of his face, and his hands often pulled fish with ropes, leaving deep scars. But none of these scars are new. They are as old as eroded places in the desert, where there are no fish to play. Everything about him looks old, except his eyes, which are as blue as the sea and happy.

The old man has a short, hard moustache, a pair of brown eyes deep in the eye socket, and unkempt gray hair.