The poems in the Dream of the Red Chamber

Dream of the Red Chamber was a classic Chinese novel that was hailed as the pinnacle of Chinese 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. 2 Kongmeng 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 Chinese classical novels.

Dream of the Red Chamber was a classic work of Chinese classical literature and was hailed as a monumental work in the history of Chinese novels. The novel mainly narrated the stories of Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai and other characters, which included a large number of poems. Below are some of the famous poems: 1. Burial of Flowers: Flowers wither, flowers fly, the sky is red, the fragrance disappears, who can pity? The gossamer gently hangs on the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains. In the boudoir, the daughter cherishes the sorrow of spring and evening, and has no place to release it. Hand hoe out of the embroidered curtain, bear to step on the fallen flowers to come and go. Willow silk and elm pod are fragrant and beautiful, regardless of peaches floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum blossoms bloom again next year, who knows 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, although the flowers can be pecked, but no one will leave the beam empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword, the sword When will the bright and beautiful beauty drift away, hard to find? Flowers bloom, easy to see, difficult to find, in front of the steps, worrying about killing the person who buried the flower I lean on my hoe alone, tears streaming down my face, blood on the branches above. The cuckoo is speechless, at dusk, carrying a hoe and returning to close the heavy door; The blue lamp shines on the wall, and the man is sleeping. Cold rain knocks on the window, and the quilt is not warm. Why do you blame me? half for pity and half for vexation. Love spring suddenly to anger suddenly to go to, but also silent to go not heard. Last night's sad song outside the court was the soul of flowers and birds? Flower soul, bird soul is always difficult to stay, birds are silent, flowers are ashamed; May I have wings today and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. Where is the fragrant mound at the end of the sky? It's better to put away the beautiful bones in a brocade bag and cover the romantic atmosphere with a handful of pure land. The quality of the original clean to clean, but also clean to go, but also strong than the mud into the ditch. Now that you're dead, I don't know when I'll be buried. I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me for being silly. Who will bury me in another year? Look at the fading flowers in spring, when beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty and the old flowers fall, and the people die without knowing it!

There were many classic ancient poems in the Dream of the Red Chamber, including "A Paper Full of Preposterous Words","Xue Baochai's Ode to White Begonia","Ode to Crabs", etc. These poems displayed the talent and emotions of the author Cao Xueqin. Among them," A Paper Filled with Preposterous Words " was the origin poem of " Dream of the Red Chamber ", expressing the author's original intention of writing the book. Xue Baochai's Ode to White Begonia and Crab Ode depicted the characters and scenery in the novel. The wonderful thing about these ancient poems was that they displayed the emotions and theme of the Dream of the Red Chamber through beautiful language and profound artistic conception.

Dream of the Red Chamber was a classical Chinese novel. The poems were written by Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, and others. It was hailed as the pinnacle of Chinese classical novels. The following are all the poems from Dream of the Red Chamber: Burial of Flowers Flowers wither, flowers fly, the sky is red, the fragrance disappears, who can pity? The gossamer softly hangs on the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains. In the boudoir, the daughter cherishes the sorrow of spring and evening, and has no place to release it. Hand hoe out of the embroidered curtain, bear to step on the fallen flowers to come and go. Willow silk and elm pod are fragrant and beautiful, regardless of peaches floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum blossoms bloom again next year, who knows 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, although the flowers can be pecked, but no one will leave the beam empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword, the sword When will the bright and beautiful beauty drift away, hard to find? Flowers bloom, easy to see, difficult to find, in front of the steps, worrying about killing the person who buried the flower I lean on my hoe alone, tears streaming down my face, blood on the branches above. The cuckoo is speechless, at dusk, carrying a hoe and returning to close the heavy door; The blue lamp shines on the wall, and the man is sleeping. Cold rain knocks on the window, and the quilt is not warm. Why do you blame me? half for pity and half for vexation. Love spring suddenly to anger suddenly to go to, but also silent to go not heard. Last night's sad song outside the court was the soul of flowers and birds? Flower soul, bird soul is always difficult to stay, birds are silent, flowers are ashamed; May I have wings today and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. Where is the fragrant mound at the end of the sky? It's better to put away the beautiful bones in a brocade bag and cover the romantic atmosphere with a handful of pure land. The quality of the original clean to clean, but also clean to go, but also strong than the mud into the ditch. Now that you're dead, I don't know when I'll be buried. I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me for being silly. Who will bury me in another year? Look at the fading flowers in spring, when beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty and the old flowers fall, and the people die without knowing it!

Dream of the Red Chamber was a classical Chinese novel written in the Qing Dynasty. The novel mainly narrated the love stories of Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai and others, as well as the disputes between families. The following are all the poems in the novel: Burial of Flowers (Jia Baoyu) Flowers fade, flowers fly, the sky is red, the fragrance is gone, who will pity? The gossamer gently hangs on the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains. In the boudoir, the daughter cherishes the sorrow of spring and evening, and has no place to release it. Hand hoe out of the embroidered curtain, bear to step on the fallen flowers to come and go. Willow silk and elm pod are fragrant and beautiful, regardless of peaches floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum blossoms bloom again next year, who knows 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, although the flowers can be pecked, but no one will leave the beam empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword, the sword When will the bright and beautiful beauty drift away, hard to find? Flowers bloom, easy to see, difficult to find, in front of the steps, worrying about killing the person who buried the flower I lean on my hoe alone, tears streaming down my face, blood on the branches above. The cuckoo is speechless, at dusk, carrying a hoe and returning to close the heavy door; The blue lamp shines on the wall, and the man is sleeping. Cold rain knocks on the window, and the quilt is not warm. Why do you blame me? half for pity and half for vexation. Love spring suddenly to anger suddenly to go to, but also silent to go not heard. Last night's sad song outside the court was the soul of flowers and birds? Flower soul, bird soul is always difficult to stay, birds are silent, flowers are ashamed; May I have wings today and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. Where is the fragrant mound at the end of the sky? It's better to put away the beautiful bones in a brocade bag and cover the romantic atmosphere with a handful of pure land. The quality of the original clean to clean, but also clean to go, but also strong than the mud into the ditch. Now that you're dead, I don't know when I'll be buried. I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me for being silly. Who will bury me in another year? Look at the fading flowers in spring, when beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty and the old flowers fall, and the people die without knowing it!

'Dream of the Red Chamber' was a classical Chinese novel. There were many descriptions of poetry in it. The following are some examples: Jia Baoyu wrote a poem after Lin Daiyu's death," The Song of Lin Daiyu's Burial of Flowers " to express his longing for Lin Daiyu through the mourning of the flowers. 2. Xifeng Wang blew out the birthday candles and sang the song " Happy Birthday Song ":" Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, happiness like the East Sea, longevity like the South Mountain." 3. Jia Baoyu celebrated his birthday in the Grand View Garden. Everyone sang a song called " Xijiang Moon ":" Xijiang Moon Jia Baoyu's Birthday ". Through the description of Jia Baoyu's birthday, it showed his personality characteristics. 4. Xue Baochai sang the song " Linjiang Fairy·Willow Catkin " in front of Grandmother Jia to express her gratitude to maternal love." Linjiang Fairy·Willow Catkin " showed the beauty of spring through the description of willow catkins. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Grandmother Jia sang a song," Qingpingle·Mid-Autumn Night " to express her longing for her family." Qingpingle·Mid-Autumn Night " showed the lively atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival through the description of the moon and mooncakes. These are just some of the descriptions of the poems in 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. There are many other descriptions that reflect the unique charm of Chinese classical literature.

'Dream of the Red Chamber' was a classic novel in the history of Chinese literature. Among them, the poetry collection, Love Monk Record, was one of the important components of the novel. It included a large number of original poems in the novel.

'Dream of the Red Chamber' was a classical Chinese novel with many beautiful poems. Here are some of the famous ones: 1. Burial of Flowers: Flowers wither, flowers fly, the sky is red, the fragrance disappears, who can pity? The gossamer softly hangs on the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains. In the boudoir, the daughter cherishes the sorrow of spring and evening, and has no place to release it. Hand hoe out of the embroidered curtain, bear to step on the fallen flowers to come and go. Willow silk and elm pod are fragrant and beautiful, regardless of peaches floating and Li Fei; Peaches and plums can bloom again next year, who knows 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, although the flowers can be pecked, but no one will leave the beam empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost, the sword, the sword When will the bright and beautiful beauty drift away, hard to find? Flowers bloom, easy to see, difficult to find, in front of the steps, worrying about killing the person who buried the flower I lean on my hoe alone, tears streaming down my face, blood on the branches above. The cuckoo is speechless, at dusk, carrying a hoe and returning to close the heavy door; The blue lamp shines on the wall, and the man is sleeping. Cold rain knocks on the window, and the quilt is not warm. Why do you blame me? half for pity and half for vexation. Love spring suddenly to anger suddenly to go to, but also silent to go not heard. Last night's sad song outside the court was the soul of flowers and birds? Flower soul, bird soul is always difficult to stay, birds are silent, flowers are ashamed; May I have wings today and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky. Where is the fragrant mound at the end of the sky? It's better to put away the beautiful bones in a brocade bag and cover the romantic atmosphere with a handful of pure land. The quality of the original clean to clean, but also clean to go, but also strong than the mud into the ditch. Now that you're dead, I don't know when I'll be buried. I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me for being silly. Who will bury me in another year? Look at the fading flowers in spring, when beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty and the old flowers fall, and the people die without knowing it!

There are many poems in 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. The following are some of the famous ones: A lifelong mistake I've been wrong all my life. I've been wrong all my life. I've become the enemy of my country. 2 Swallow House Swallow building, swallow building, where is the lovesick moon building? Burial of Flowers Burial of Flowers, Burial of Flowers, fading flowers, flying flowers, the sky. 4. Linjiang Fairy·Liu Xu Linjiang fairy, willow catkins, willow catkins fly all over the painted screen. Like a Dream Like a dream, like a dream, I can't get home every night.

'Dream of the Red Chamber' was a classical Chinese novel with many famous poems. The following are some of the famous poems: No matter how weak the water is, I will only take a ladle to drink. - Jia Baoyu's "Song of Burial of Flowers" Red beans grow in the southern part of the country. I hope you will pick more of these things and miss them the most. - "Red Bean Song" by Jia Baoyu Three drops of endless love, blood and tears, throwing red beans, blooming endless spring willows and flowers all over the painting building. - Jia Baoyu's Red Bean Ci The shabby room and empty hall used to be full of boards and beds; The withered grass and withered poplars used to be singing and dancing places. - Jia Baoyu's Dream Order I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me, I'll be buried in another year, who knows? Just look at the fading flowers in spring, when the beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty dies, the old flowers die, and both people don't know! - Lin Daiyu's Ci of Burying Flowers There is love in life, but hate has nothing to do with wind and moon. The cold moon shines on the flowers in boredom, and the flowers in the mirror reflect each other. - Jia Baoyu's "Mending Clothes at Night" Seven drops of endless lovesickness, blood and tears, throwing away red beans, blooming endless spring willows and flowers all over the painting building. I can't sleep well, the window screen is windy and rainy at night, the broken lamp alone guards the moon like a hook. - Jia Baoyu's Red Bean Ci I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me, I'm burying flowers in other years, who knows? Just look at the fading flowers in spring, when the beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty dies, the old flowers die, and both people don't know! - Lin Daiyu's Ci of Burying Flowers These are some of the famous poems in 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. These poems are full of deep emotions and philosophy, making people feel the deep affection and charm of the novel.