I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. "Farewell to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji" Tang and Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night and saw Fujian alone. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
Look at Gong Sundaniang's disciples dancing with Du Fu. Many years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun, and the sword was pneumatic. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
Z8, as swift as an angel in front of a dragon wing. She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas.
But those red lips and pearl sleeves have disappeared, and there are disciples who preach incense. This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily.
When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place. There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun.
Fifty years have passed, and the royal family was overthrown in a stroke of a finger. The performers in the pear garden floated like fog, replaced by women's music, reflecting the cold days.
The golden millet piled nanmu has been arched, and the grass in Qutang Shicheng is bleak. The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows.
And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I can only stand on the lonely mountain and go to disease and despair. "When I meet with the river," Tang Du Fu met with the river in the mansion of the King of Qi, which is a common sight. Cui heard several times before that it was the time when the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River was gone, and the willow green in Yuxi, Liu Tang, and the green in Jiang Shuiping, and he heard a song on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
Dayanhe-My nanny Dayanhe is my nanny. Her name is the name of the village where she was born She is a child bride, Dayanhe, my nanny.
I am the son of the landlord; He is also the son of Dayan River, and grew up eating Dayan River's milk. Dayanhe raised me in her family. I was raised by your milk. Dayanhe, my nanny.
Dayan River, I saw the snow today, which reminds me of you: your grassy grave under the pressure of snow, the dead Wafi under the eaves of your closed former residence, your garden pawned by a square foot, the mossy stone chair in front of your door, Dayan River, I saw the snow today, which reminds me of you. You hold me in your arms with your big palm and touch me; After you set up the stove, after you took off the charcoal ash from the apron, after you tasted the rice and cooked it, after you put the black sauce bowl on the black table, after you mended the clothes cut by thorns on the hillside of your sons, after you wrapped the hands of the children cut by wooden knives, after you strangled the lice on their shirts one by one, after you picked up the first egg today.
I am the landlord's son. After I finished eating all the milk in Dayan River, my parents took me home. Ah, Dayanhe, why are you crying? I'm a new guest at my parents' house! I touched the furniture carved with red paint. I touched the golden pattern on my parents' bed. I just looked at the plaque I didn't recognize on the eaves. I touched the silk and shell buttons of the newly changed clothes. I looked at my unfamiliar sister in my mother's arms. I sat on a painted kang stool with a brazier. I was eating rice that had been ground three times. I was so embarrassed. Because of me, I became a new guest at my parents' house.
Dayanhe, in order to make a living, after she sucked the milk dry, she began to work with her arms around me; She smiled and washed our clothes. She took the basket to the frozen pond on the edge of the village. She smiled and cut the radish with ice. She was smiling with a pig's grain in her hand. She smiled and fanned the fire in the saucepan. With a smile on her back, she went to the square to bask in those soybeans and wheat and study the river to make a living. Wild goose river, deeply in love with her baby; On New Year's Day, for him, I was busy cutting the sugar of winter rice. For him, I often go to her home near her village quietly. For him, I went to her and called "Mom", Dayan River, and posted his red and green Guan Yunchang on the wall next to the stove. Dayanhe will boast and praise her treasures to her neighbors. Dayanhe once had a dream that she couldn't tell anyone: in the dream, she was eating the baby's wedding wine and sitting in a splendid ceremony, while her beautiful daughter-in-law affectionately called her "mother-in-law".
Dayanhe loves her baby deeply! Dayan and died before her dream woke up.
When she died, her breasts were not with her. When she died, her husband, who usually beat and scolded her, also shed tears for her. All five sons cried sadly. When she died, she whispered the name on her chest, Dayanhe, who was already dead. When she died, her breasts were not with her. Dayanhe, tears streaming down her face! With the bullying of more than 40 years' lives, with the misery of countless slaves, with a four-dollar coffin and several bundles of straw, with a few feet of land for burying the coffin, and the ashes of paper money in one hand, she left with tears in her eyes.
What Dayan didn't know was that her drunken husband died, her eldest son became a bandit, her second child died in the smoke of gunfire, and her third child, fourth child and fifth child lived in the scolding of the master and landlord. And I, I'm writing a spell for this unfair world.
When I returned to my native land after a long wandering, when my brothers and I met on the hillside and in the fields, I was closer than I was six or seven years ago! This, this is for you, sleeping quietly and things you don't know! Dayan River! Today, your baby is in prison, writing you a hymn, giving you a purple soul under the loess, giving you a hand to hug me, kissing the tender face of my lips, giving you black mud, giving you my breasts, giving your sons, giving my brothers, giving everything on the earth, giving me a nanny like Dayanhe and their sons. Dayanhe, I grew up eating your milk. Your son, I respect you and love you! 1933 1 month 14, snowy.
2. Describe two people who have different ideas. 1. No common goal, no common goal.
Different ways, no common cause, no common goal, is an idiom of China, which is pronounced as d? o bê tó ng bê xiang (the first sound), meaning that people who take different roads cannot plan together. For example, people with different views or interests can't do anything. From Confucius' The Analects of Confucius Wei Linggong: "Different Tao, no common goal."
2. No agreement can be reached
I can't agree, it's a Chinese character, and the pinyin is mò zhōng yī shì, which means you can't decide which one is right. Describe disagreement and no consensus. When used, the subject cannot be someone.
3. Looking horizontally, the ridge edge becomes a peak, and the distance is different.
From Su Shi's title Xilin Wall in Song Dynasty. Seen from the front and side, Lushan Mountain is undulating and peaks stand tall. Seen from afar, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances. It is also used to describe that everyone has different views on the same thing.
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No common goal, no common goal —— Guan Ning's "Cutting the Seat"
On ning, Hua Xin * * * garden hoe vegetables, epiphany has a piece of gold, pipe hoe and tile stone, catch it and throw it. I have also tasted the taste of reading at the same table. Some people who pass by the porch would rather read as before, and I am willing to waste my books. Ning cut the mat and sat down separately, saying, "I'm not my friend."
During the Eastern Han Dynasty, Guan Ning and Hua Xin were old classmates and friends. One day, when they were weeding in the garden, they found a piece of gold in the field. Ning Guan regarded gold as a tile, lingering away, and Hua Xin picked it up and put it aside. Once again, two people were reading at the same table, and some dignitaries passed by by by car. Guan Ning was not disturbed, but Huaxin went out to read as usual, envious.
Guan Ning and Hua Xin know each other, but they are not really like-minded friends. Then cut the seats and sit separately. Since then, I have never been friends with Hua Xin.
References:
Sogou encyclopedia-all roads lead to the same goal.
3. Which idiom is used to describe "everyone has different opinions"? 1, different people have different opinions, zh ? zh ? jià n ? zh ?, ré n ? zh ? jià n ? ré n ?.
Interpretation: Different people have different opinions. Different people have different views on the same problem from different positions or angles.
Source: On the Book of Changes: "Different people have different opinions, and wise people have different opinions."
2. Public opinion is difficult to adjust.
Interpretation: It is difficult for people's tastes to blend properly. Metaphor is difficult to satisfy everyone. Adjustment: conditioning; Expand.
Source: Songshi Puji's "Five Lights": "The mutton soup is beautiful; It is difficult to adjust. "
3, each holding a word gè zhí y and cí.
Interpretation: persistence: persistence. Everyone sticks to his story. Describe the differences.
Source: Feng Ming Menglong's "Awakening the World" Volume 29: "It is difficult to make a decision."
4. Stick to your point of view [gè zhí jǐ jiàn] Everyone sticks to his point of view.
From: Song's "Southern New Book" B: "Where there are military and political matters in the book, the people in the book express their opinions and have different names, which is called five flowers to judge things."
5. Stick to what you see [gè zhí suǒ jiàn]: Stick to it. Stick to your own views and opinions.
Make sentences:
First, look at things comprehensively and don't blindly touch elephants.
Second, if everyone sticks to his own words, there will be no unified opinion.
At the seminar, the delegates held different opinions.
At the debate, the two sides held their own words and disputed.
We all stick to our promises. Although I loudly pointed out the absurdity to them from an unselfish standpoint, they finally realized that I saw that my words had achieved results, so I stopped yelling.
Six, several parties hold their own words, and no one can convince anyone.
4. What idioms are used to describe everyone's different views? Opinions vary, no one can agree, and a hundred schools of thought contend.
First, each has its own merits.
Commentary: Qian Qiu: A thousand years, which lasted for a long time. Each has its own value. Metaphorically speaking, everyone has his own strengths and characteristics.
Said by: Mao Dun's On Poetry: China's lyric poems and narrative poems have always developed in the same way, each with its own merits.
Second, different opinions.
Note: Different people have different views on the same issue from different positions or angles.
From: Levin's Official History of the Qing Palace: Different people have different opinions, and the wise have different opinions. It is nothing more than talking about people's right and wrong behind their backs, and there are taboos before Zhao Kui.
Third, we have our own opinions.
Interpretation: persistence: persistence. Everyone sticks to his story. Describe the differences.
From: Feng Ming Menglong's Awakening the World, Volume 29: "It is difficult to make a decision if you hold your own words."
Translation: each sticks to his own opinion and cannot decide.
Fourth, there are different opinions.
Explanation: diversity: too much is too messy. There are a lot of people talking.
From: Qing Pu Songling's Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio A Xian: "You have no second thoughts, don't you know?" But there are many different opinions. I'm afraid I can't donate in the fall. "
The monarch has no second thoughts. How could I not know? But people are talking that the loss of fans in autumn is probably inevitable.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) is a hundred schools of thought contend.
Interpretation: refers to the free debate and mutual criticism of various academic schools. It also refers to an argument of different opinions. A hundred schools of thought contend, people who hold this view or various academic factions. Speak freely and express your views.
From: Guo Moruo's Criticism of Lv Buwei and the King of Qin: Since the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, China's thoughts have been greatly open, showing a situation in which a hundred schools of thought contend.