Poems about Meng Po Three Life Stones

1. Poems about Meng Po6

Poems about Meng Po6 1. What are the poems about Meng Po Bridge

According to legend, after passing through the Gate of Ghosts, there is a road called the Yellow Springs Road. On the road, there are flowers on the other side of the river, which are only flowers but no leaves, and the flowers and leaves are not seen, and each other is lost forever. At the end of the road, there is a river called the River of Forgetfulness, and on the river, there is a bridge called the Bridge of Naihe, and after passing over the Bridge of Naihe, there is a terrace called the Lookout Point. There is a pavilion called Mengbo Pavilion on the side of Wangxiang Terrace There is a woman called Mengbo waiting there to give a bowl of Mengbo soup to each passer-by There is a stone called San Sheng Stone on the side of the River of Forgetfulness Drinking Mengbo soup will make people forget everything The San Sheng Stone records the past life, this life, and the next life Walking across the bridge of Naihe, look at the last glimpse of the earth on the platform of the Wangxiang Terrace, and drink a cup of forgetfulness of the river to cook in this life.

Legend has it that when you die, you go to the Gate of Ghosts first, and then you pass through the Gate of Ghosts, and then you come to the River of Forgetfulness, and that is the Bridge of Naihe. The bridge is divided into three layers, the upper layer is red, the middle layer is yellow, and the bottom layer is black, and the more you go down to the lower layer, the more dangerous it is. Inside, there are all the lonely souls who can't go to their next life.

On the Bridge of Naihe, there is the Mona, and to cross the bridge, you have to drink the Mona soup. If you don't drink the Mona soup, you can't cross the bridge, or you can't be reincarnated. Those who have drunk the Mona soup will forget all the ties of their lives and enter the path of reincarnation without any worries, and start the next life. The people you love, the people you hate, and the people you hate will be strangers in the next life, and we will never see each other again. Everyone in the realm of the living has their own bowl, and the Meng Bo Soup in the bowl is actually the tears they have shed throughout their lives. Everyone will shed tears when they are alive: from joy, from sorrow, from pain, from hatred, from sadness, from love, and so on. The Mumba collects their tears and sizzles them to make this soup. When they leave this world and go to the Nai Ho Bridge, they drink it and forget all the love, hate and sorrow they had when they were alive and enter the six paths of life, either as an immortal, a human being or an animal. Not everyone will drink the soup willingly, because in this life, there will always be a lover who doesn't want to forget. The Mangnah will tell him that all the tears you have shed for her in your whole life have been made into the soup, and by drinking the soup, you are drinking the love you have for her, and that the last thing in the eyes of the person who comes here will be the last thing in the eyes of the person he loved in his present life, and by drinking the soup, the figure in the eyes of the person he loved in the present life will be the person he loves. When you drink the soup, the figure in your eyes slowly fades, and your eyes are as clear as a newborn baby's, so that you can see the love of your life again in the next life, if you don't drink the soup, you'll have to jump into the River of Forgetfulness and wait for thousands of years before you can be reincarnated, and in those thousands of years, you may see the person you love most in your life walking on the bridge, but words can't communicate with each other, you may be able to see her, but she may be able to see you, and you'll be unable to see you. In the thousands of years, you've seen her walking on the Bridge of No Return, drinking the soup, but you're afraid she can't bear the taste of the River of Forgetfulness. You hope she won't drink the Mona soup and you are afraid that she won't be able to bear the pain of a thousand years of suffering in the River of Forgetfulness After a thousand years, if her mind is still alive and she still remembers her past life, then she will be able to rejoin the world to find the person she loved most in her past life There is a stone by the Naiho Bridge called the Three Lives Stone The Three Lives Stone records everyone's past lives The words on the stone are as bright red as blood On the top of the stone, there are four big words engraved on it: "As soon as possible to reach the other side of the shore".

In this life, we know what happened in the past, and we leave our names on the stone. We don't know who she is in the next life, but if we drink the soup, we'll forget what happened in the next life. There is a medicine called "dragon's snaking grass" that can make the dying immortal, but it can't make people alive. Legend has it that there is a medicine called "Meng Po Tang" which can make a person return to the sun, but make him forget his past. There is a grass called "Broken Intestine Grass" which can make a person regain his memory, but it can also be fatal, and once you take it, you will die within three days.

2. Poems about the Naihe Bridge

1. Waiting by the Naihe Bridge

By Ma Biao Modern

By the Naihe Bridge,

Alone,

Waiting for a promise,

By the river of forgetfulness,

Raising a cup and sighing,

Because it is hard to let go of the marriage of the past.

You used to be a water lily in front of the Buddha,

unintentionally landed in the mortal world,

I used to be a piece of red dust,

unintentionally encountered in the spring after the snow.

The prosperity of the world,

Tangled up,

only to renew the love affair of the past life,

The three life stone side,

blood book oath,

only to have the love of twilight spring.

You were once the snow lotus on the plateau,

not wanting to drown in gossip and rumors,

I was once a hammy teenager on the street,

and now the game is in the drunken joint.

By the bridge of Nai Nai,

I was alone,

Meng Po Tang couldn't forget the lingering memories of the past,

By the river of forgetfulness,

I was in tears,

and the water of forgetfulness couldn't wash away the thoughts of the present day.

2, Naihe Bridge random thoughts

Author: Spring Seed Autumn Harvest Modern

Naihe Bridge random thoughts

Naihe Bridge is not a fairy mountain Qiongyao,

the real face of no one knows.

A thousand turns can not be glimpsed,

Unseen smoke clouds in the heart dazzling.

The time is running fast,

The sea is so small.

A moment of time is endless,

The short life is not worth the trouble.

The dark clouds in the sky are swaying with the wind,

and the rivers below the ground are rolling in waves.

There are no young or old on the road to the Yellow Springs,

and the ghosts and humans can't help but love each other.

Life will come to an end one day,

and no one can escape from the iron law.

A sleep of light never wakes up,

the fewer regrets to take away, the better.

I'm not sure how many times I've asked you to do this,

but I'm not sure how many times I've asked you to do this.

Leaving you behind on the road to reincarnation,

The Infernal Path connects to the Naiho Bridge.

The Naiho Bridge is a bridge of emptiness,

and who knows what it looks like?

Legendary stories from ancient times to the present day,

There is an endless song in the earthly world!

3. Bridge of Naihe

By: Fate lacks wood Modern Times

Bridge of Naihe

It is not a bridge

Seven inches wide

Ten thousand miles high

The wind is blowing and swinging

The wind is blowing and swaying

The Mona Road

The path is far away from here and the rain and smoke are far away

Drink it!

I have no feelings and no justice

My soul is out of its shell

The ghosts know when I hesitate

Life and death

Advancement and retreat

Empty is the wind

Yama Temple

Eighteen things

Frying me and scattering me

Tonight

I'm going to the Han River, and I want to go home.

By the side of the Han River

Drunken alone, I will not return to laugh at the sky

4. The Bridge of Naihe

By: galloped under the three hills in the modern times

Dying of old age

Waiting for another round of the bright moon in the endless streams of the street

The gods return to their homelands

For whom have they sold their lives in their life

For whom have they suffered illness?

Silence

The loneliness of a hundred years

Like reincarnation

As if in the realm of birth

Who sighs

Walking on the bridge of Naihe

This life is not yet complete

5, the bridge of Naihe

By: the sound of birds flying Modern

The time of the curtain falling will always be

There is some haze

In the darkness, ghosts cry out in all directions

Flying through the wind

Just enough to carve into stars and lightning

While the night grows thicker

I dress up the moon in a flamboyant manner

Singing of loneliness, broken souls and shattered dreams

There will be another morning after the next one

Luster of the glittering lapis lazuli

Waiting for me, the rest of my life in one drink

Passing through the mountains, every leaf

is full of smiles, just waiting for the fool to wake up from his dream

The scenery of this bridge

was just a bird trail in the air

and every time I flew

will eventually disappear in the depths of my heart

3. About the bridge of Nahuo Beautiful Poetry

In Chinese Taoism and Han folk mythology, Naihe Bridge is a place where people are sent to reincarnate, where an elderly female goddess called Meng, gives each ghost a bowl of Mengbo Soup to forget the memories of their past lives so that they can be reincarnated in the next life. Naiku has nothing to do with Buddhism, the translation of the Sanskrit word Narakade means "hell", and its phonetic translation is "Naraka", not "Naiku".

There are many poems related to Narakade:

The Road to the Yellow Springs

Narakade is a bridge over the river of forgetfulness.

There is no right or wrong in front of the stone of the Third Life, and the Mona by the Watchtower.

This Life

The road to the Yellow Springs, the bridge to the Naiho Bridge

The river of forgetfulness, the Wangxiang Terrace.

The stone of the Three Lives is engraved with a bowl of Mona's soup.

We have not been together in our past lives, and we are not destined to be together in this life.

The soul of Naihe on the bridge of Naihe, remembering the past life of Naihe.

The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

If you die at the age of 97, you will have to wait for three years on the bridge of Naiho.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product, and you'll be able to get a good deal on a new one.

I've been waiting for a thousand years on the Naiho Bridge for a long time.

I'm not afraid of falling into the cycle of reincarnation, I just want to be in love forever

I'm not afraid of falling into the cycle of reincarnation, I just want to be in love forever.

I don't envy the Western Paradise, I only envy the lovebirds, I don't envy the immortals

I can't turn my head from the Yellow Springs, I don't have a heart when I hear about the Forgetful River.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I'm going to do what I'm going to do.

The first thing you need to do is to look back at the past and see what happened.

The first thing you need to do is to look up and drink the tears of this world, and pray for the next life.

There are two couplets about Naihe Bridge in Fengdu, Chongqing, which read:

"If you have accumulated virtue and cultivated yourself, it is easy to cross the Naihe Bridge."

If you are greedy, it is hard for you to escape from the mountain of daggers.

"If you cross the Naihe Bridge in three steps, you will know whether you are good or evil.

"If you take a breath to pass through the gold and silver road, it will give you good fortune and fortune."

4. Poems about the Naihe Bridge

"The Road of Yellow Spring

The Bridge of Naiku is a place where right and wrong can't be crossed over the river of forgetfulness.

There is no right or wrong in front of the stone of the third life.

The flowers bloom on the other side of the river.

The flowers bloom on the other side of the river, and the broken hearted grass is sad!

The water in the forgetfulness river flows into the forgetfulness river, the flowers on the other side of the river bloom

The flowers on the other side of the river bloom on the other side of the river, the boat travels on this river

The flowers on the other side of the river bloom on the other side of the river, the broken hearted grass is worried about the broken heartedness . The first time I've ever seen you, I've never seen you again. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The other side of the river, the other side of the flower blossomed, and the other side of the river, the other side of the flower blossomed. I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say, I don't know what to say!

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in love with a woman.

The bridge of Naiku is empty,

The stone of three lives is written on the stone of three lives.

This life is known to the past life, the three life on the stone to leave the name

The flowers on the other side of the shore, bloom on the other side, only see the flowers, do not see the leaves

bloom for a thousand years,

fall for a thousand years,

flowers and leaves never see each other, love is not for the cause and effect, the fate of the birth of the life and death

Manjushahua

the other side of the flower blossoms

flowers blossom the other side of the shore

only a red fire, the other side of the flower blossom

the other side of the river is also forgetful of.

Just a mass of fiery red

Flowers bloom without leaves

Leaves are born without flowers

We miss each other but can't see each other

Alone on the other side of the river

That night

We met in a dream

You're a white rootless lotus

I'm a red flower on the other side of the river

You're pale as snow

I'm red like blood

I'm a red flower on the other side of the river

I'm a red flower on the other side of the river.

You're rushing through the water of the Mirror Pond in the Heavenly Mountains

I'm rushing through the Yellow Springs of the Underworld

At that moment

I fell in love with you

There's no way to escape

No way out

There's no way out

I'll be waiting for you

For 3,000 days

You're finally growing old. I'm still falling

You've come to the ferry

The dark river is rushing by

You've given me a smile

The bowl of Mumba's broth is empty

You've stepped onto the bridge to the Naihe

Your heart is as quiet as water

Your mind is as heavy as a stone

I'm closing my eyes on the flowers

I'm broken

My heart is broken

I'll always wait for you.

My heart is dead

My heart's lingering fragrance

Can't stand up to the bitter oblivion

I'm still alive

I have no soul but body

But I keep on loving you

Cranberries

Flowers of the other side of the river

Forever blossoming on the other side of the river

Here on this shore

I've been in love for so long.

The only thing you can do is to wander on this shore

How many fireworks

are all left to the wind and rain

How many earthly dreams

are all left to the east of the water

Those that are seen are extinguished

Those that are disappeared are remembered

The flower is in full bloom

The flower is gone

The flower is in full bloom

The memories left behind are just petals on the ground ......

The wind blew them away, and there are no more ......

We met in a dream that night

You're a white rootless lotus and I'm a red flower on the other side of the river

You're as pale as snow.

You are a white rootless lotus and I am a red flower

You are as pale as snow and I am as red as blood

You are rushing through the waters of the Mirror Pond in the Heavenly Mountains

I am rushing through the Yellow Springs of the Underworld

In that moment

I fell in love with you

There is no escape from the fate of my life

I will wait for the 3,000th day of the turning of the stars

I will fall in love with you when you finally get old

You have arrived at the ferry

The river is dark ahead and the sky is dark.

The dark river ahead is rushing through the water

The bowl of Mangbao soup is empty

You step onto the bridge of Naiho

Your heart is as quiet as water

Your heart is as heavy as a stone

I close the branch of the flower

My heart aches and breaks

My heart is dead

My heart's lingering scent of the flower is no match for the bitterness of the soup

I'm still alive.

I'm still alive

I have no soul but a body

But I insist on loving you

At that moment, there was no escape from loving you

There was no escape

I'll wait for 3,000 days for the stars to turn

I'll still be in love with you when you're old

The river of three paths. The flowers on the other shore.

The bridge to the other side of the river

A river of clear water separates the two sides of the river, and the other side of the river is blooming with red flowers.

The flower stem is folded with a slender hand, and you can't forget the fate of half a lifetime.

They are the first to be able to see the water's edge, and the second to be able to see the water's edge.

The tears are falling, but the other shore is not this shore

5. Poems on the Naiku Bridge

There are a lot of poems related to the Naiku Bridge:

The Road to the Yellow Springs

On the Naiku Bridge, there are a lot of poems on the Road to the Yellow Springs.

There is no right or wrong in front of the stone of the Third Life, and the Mona by the Watchtower.

This Life

The road to the Yellow Springs, the bridge to the Naiho Bridge

The river of forgetfulness, the Guanxiangtai.

The stone of the Three Lives is engraved with a bowl of Mona's soup.

We have not been together in our past lives, and we are not destined to be together in this life.

The soul of Naihe on the Naihe Bridge, remembering the past life of Naihe.

The Mumba soup is a great way to forget about the red dust, and I hope that I will not meet you in the next life.