1. Poems about loneliness
The rosy lips are lonely in the boudoir, and the soft intestines are full of sorrow.
Cherish the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. Leaning on the railings all over the place, just without emotion! Where are people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back.
The cup of Huanxi Shamoxu is filled with deep amber, which melts before it becomes intoxicating. The sparse clock has already responded to the late wind. The incense of Ruinao quells the soul and dreams are gone, the golden bun is used to ward off the cold and the hair is loose, the sky is red with candles when I wake up.
The sound is slow and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold.
How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine stand against him? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The ground is covered with yellow flowers.
Who is worthy of being haggard and damaged now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"! Good things come close to the wind and the flowers fall deep. There are red piles of snow outside the curtain.
After the begonias bloom, it is the time of spring. After the wine and singing, the jade statue is empty, and the green vat is dark and bright.
The soul's dream is filled with resentment and even more cries. The spring breeze in Wuling lingers in the dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night.
Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip.
I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will have a lot of sorrow. A cut of plum blossoms, red lotus root and fragrant jade mats linger in autumn.
He undressed Luo Shang and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When Yan Zi returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart. Traveling through the fragrant sky and the autumn light, the emotions turn around, and I explore Jin Ying and learn that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.
The first try on thin clothes, the new taste of green ants, gradually the wind, the rain, and the coolness. At dusk, the courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I feel sad about the past.
In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
The courtyard is full of fragrant little pavilions that hide spring, the idle windows close out the daylight, and the painting hall is infinitely deep and quiet. The seal incense is burned out, and the curtain hooks are cast under the shadow of the sun.
It’s better to plant Jiangmei by hand, so why bother to climb a building next to the water? No one has arrived, and the loneliness is just like that in Yangzhou. It has always been like a rhyme, but it can't stand the rain and can't stand the wind. Whose horizontal flute can play the heavy sorrow? Don't regret the fragrance disappearing and the jade diminishing. You must believe in the truth and sweep away the traces.
In an unspeakable place, a good window has a light moon, and the sparse shadows are still romantic. I prefer Li Qingzhao’s lyrics and chose a few of them. 2. Ancient poems describing loneliness
1. Thinking of the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness.
2. Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless.
3. Only the running water in front of the building should miss me and stare at me all day long. Where I stare, I feel a new sadness from now on.
4. When the flute player goes to the jade tower, who will he lean on with a broken heart?
5. Where are the people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back.
6. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
7. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
8. After washing up, I leaned alone in Wangjiang Tower.
9. The soul’s dream is full of resentment, and even more cries.
10. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
11. Walking among the bustling crowd, every step you take is loneliness, every step you take is loneliness!
12. The motherland cannot bear to look back at the bright moon.
13. In an unspeakable place, a good window has a pale moon, and the sparse shadows are still romantic.
14. If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?
15. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the fragrant path in the small garden lingered alone.
16. There are as many tears on the pillow as the rain outside the window.
17. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names.
18. Meeting is easy, parting is painful. Where will the love be when we look back one day?
19. A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
20. The cup of Mo Xu is deep and thick with amber. It melts before it becomes intoxicating. The wind blows in the evening when it is sparse.
The incense of Ruinao quells the soul and dreams are gone, the golden bun is used to ward off the cold and the hair is loose, the sky is red with candles when I wake up.
21. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
22. Who sees lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.
23. A lonely cry, flying towards the moonlight and the shadow.
24. Walking alone and sitting alone, advocating working alone and sleeping alone. Standing there is depressing, helplessly touching people in the cold.
25. There are no ancients in the past and no coming ones in the future. Thinking about the long time between heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness.
3. Poems describing loneliness and sadness
1. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore, and I feel haggard because of the beauty. - Liu Yong’s "Feng Qiwu" 2. The relationship between life and death is broad, as told by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old with him. - Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming" 3. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night. - Qin Guan's "Quieqiao Immortal" 4. Love each other and know each other. What day? It's embarrassing to be in this night. - Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 5. There is a beautiful woman, and you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. - Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang·Qin Song" 6. This time I leave You are the wind, the rain, and the night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends. - Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell" 7. Enter my lovesickness door, knowing that I am lovesick, and grow long Acacia is a long-term memory, but acacia is short and infinite. - Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 8. Once upon a time, it was difficult to find water in the sea, except for Wushan. - Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si" 9. Jun Ruo Yang Road Dust, Concubine If muddy cement floats and sinks with different potentials, when will they meet and become harmonious? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon Ascends a High Building" 10. After a desolate farewell, the two agreed, and the most unbearable resentment was in the bright moon. -Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren" 11. Returning the king's pearls both shed tears, wishing they could not meet again when they were not married. -Zhang Ji's "Yan of a Chaste Woman" 12. How can I let you meet me? For this in my most beautiful moment, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us have a mortal relationship. -Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree" "Tree" 13. I only have a shadow on the human world, how can we live together but not die? - Chen Hengke's "Inscription on Chunqi's Posthumous Portrait" 14. Lovesickness is said under the acacia tree, and Si Lang hates Lang Lang but he doesn't know it. - Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poetry" 15. Since the king came out, the bright mirror and darkness cannot be cured. Missing the king is like running water, how can there be no end? .-Xu Qian's "Thoughts on the Chamber" 16 When we see each other, it's as if we haven't seen each other. How can being sentimental seem to be heartless.-Sima Guang's "Moon over the West River" 17. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.-Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai" 18. The sky is not old, but love is hard to break. The heart is like a double mesh, with thousands of knots in it. - Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui" 19. It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight. - Huang Jingren's "Qihuai Poems" "One of Two" 20. It is useless to miss lovesickness, but melancholy is pure madness. -Li Shangyin's "Untitled Six of Three" 21. Knowing that love will always be there, looking at the sound of the river at the head of the river. -Li Shangyin's "Twilight Autumn Alone" "Traveling in Qujiang" 22. When people become more passionate, they become less passionate, and now they are really not passionate. - Nalan Xingde's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi" 23. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already lost at the time. - Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" 24. Lovesickness How many one-night stands are there? - Zhang Zhongsu's "Swallow Tower" 25. Asking the world what love is, it tells you about life and death. - Yuan Haowen's "One of Two Songs about Touching Fish" 26. The body is colorless The phoenix flies with two wings, and the heart is connected. - Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 27. The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace, and the fragments of flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness. - Zhang Kejiu's "Sai Hongqiu" 28. Only when you don't love love in your life, you will love it. It hurts lovesickness. -Xu Zaisi's "Order of Gui Gui" 29. One inch of lovesickness has thousands of thoughts, and there is no place to arrange it.-Li Guan's "Butterfly Love Flower" 30. Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles alone tomb , nowhere to say desolation. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" 31. Tonight or later, I will see this beloved man. -Anonymous "Book of Songs·Tang Feng·Mao" 32. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret" "33. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch on the ground. - Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" 34. Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, there is only love in life. - Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Love Flower" 35. One is Langyuan Fairy Pa, one is a beautiful jade without flaws. If there is no romance, we will meet him again in this life; if there is a romance, how can we end up talking nonsense? - Cao Xueqin's "Wonderful Ningmei" 36. The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up. - Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 37. He should not live a life of love and infatuation, there is no place in the world for lovesickness. - Kuang Zhouyi's "Reduced Characters Huanxi Sha" 》 38. Your Majesty was about to tell the date of return, but Chun Rong swallowed it before he could say anything. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" 39. Guan Guan Jujiu, in the Island of the River. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man. - Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Zhou Nan" ·Guan Ju" 40. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. - Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House" 41. After so many years, it should be a good place for good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can they relate to? Said. - Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" 42. I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and you will live up to your love. - Li Zhiyi's "Businessman" 43. The fallen flower man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. - Yan Jidao's "Two Poems of Linjiang Immortal" 2》44
, The pitiful bones by the river are like those in a spring boudoir's dream. - Chen Tao's "Journey to the West" 45. Even if you buy a fortune like a gift, who can express your feelings? - Xin Qiji's "Touching Fish" 46. Wutong tree , it rains in the middle of the night, but it is hard to leave love. Every leaf, every sound, drips into the sky. - Wen Tingyun's "Third of Three Geng Liuzi" 47. We are married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love. - Su Wu's "The Knot" "Welcome as husband and wife" 48. Looking for a good dream, it is hard to come true. Who knows how I feel at this moment. Tears on the pillow, rain in front of the curtain, dripping into the morning through the window. - Nie Shengqiong's "Partridge Sky" 49, 1 Who can complain about the loneliness? Foreword, it is always a light burden. - Liu Yong's "Day and Night Music" 50. The long journey is long and the soul is suffering. It is difficult for the dream soul to reach Guanshan. The longing for lovesickness is heartbreaking. - "Li Bai's Two Poems for Longing for Longing for Love" 1" 51. Don't refuse to say that beautiful vow just because it might change. Don't dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you might be separated. - Xi Murong's "Seal" 52. May I be like a star and a king like the moon, night and day. The stream of light at night is bright and clear. - Fan Chengda's "Car Distant Pian" 53. Fishing Shen Yanyao on the road to the end of the world, I began to believe that parting in the world is painful. - Dai Shulun's "Lovesickness" 54. Looking at each other's tearful eyes while holding hands, I was speechless and choked. - Liu Yong "Yulin Ling" 55. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor couples are sad for everything. - Yuan Zhen's "Two of Three Songs to Relieve Sorrow and Feelings" 56. Change my heart for yours, and then we will know that we remember each other deeply. - Gu Xun's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings" 57. Recalling the king's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. - Yu Xuanji's "Jianling's Worry and Hope" 58. In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. - Li Shangyin "Six of the Six Untitled Poems" 59. Lovesickness is like the depth of the sea, and old things are as far away as the sky. - Le Wan's "Bu Suanzi" 60. Hatred is not as good as the tide of faith, and the sea is not deep until the lovesickness begins. - Bai Juyi's "Lang Tao Sha" 61. Do you know that the red beans embedded in the exquisite dice make you miss me deeply? -Wen Tingyun's "Willow Branches" 62. Can you bear to pay a thousand gold for a smile? After all, lovesickness is not as good as meeting again. -Shao Ruipeng's "Butterfly Love Flower" 63. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. -Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House" 64. Capitalism is a good match between gold and jade, and I only remember the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, the snow is shining brightly in the mountains; I will never forget the lonely forest of the fairyland in the world. -Cao Xueqin's "Lifelong Mistake" 65. People are like wind and clouds entering the river, and love is like the sticky flocculation on the ground after the rain.-Zhou Bangyan's "Spring in the Jade House" 66. The blood and tears of lovesickness are endless, and the red beans are thrown away, and the spring willows bloom and the spring flowers fill the painting building. -Cao Xueqin's "Red Bean Poetry" 67. Tears ask the flowers, and the flowers are silent, and the red flowers fly across the swing. one". 4. Poems expressing longing, sadness and loneliness
Parting is the bitter water, loneliness is a spoonful of coffee. I brew the lovesickness thickly, and taste the fragrance you left behind. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River. Day and night flow eastward without rest. "Jianling has worries and hope" ----Yu Xuanji----
In the heart of spring, don't let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray----Li Shangyin
Passionate Only the moon in the spring garden shines on fallen flowers for people who are leaving. - "Send the Man" ---- Zhang Bi----
Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing to meet before she was married ---- Zhang Ji
Tears A capable person will eventually have a trace, but it is difficult to express what he has to say without words----Chen Duansheng
If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night? ——Qin Guan
Do you know that the exquisite dice and the red beans make people miss each other deeply? - "Willow Branches" ---- Wen Tingyun----
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers----Gong Zizhen
Afraid of lovesickness, already thinking about it Look, it's the turn of lovesickness and I have no words to express it, and there is a hint of love between my eyebrows. ----Yu Yan----
Only if you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness. "Order of Gui Gui" ----Xu Zaisi----
After a desolate farewell, the two corresponded to each other, and the most overwhelming one was the clear moonlight. Diary about love "Poppy" ----Nalan Xingde----
People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and love is like the wadding stuck to the ground after the rain. - "Spring in the Jade House" ---- Zhou Bangyan----
There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon----Ouyang Xiu
I miss you so much Door, you know that I miss lovesickness painfully. If I miss lovesickness long, I will remember each other forever, but if I miss lovesickness short, I will miss you endlessly.
----Li Bai----
Ten years of life and death are blurred. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. ——Su Shi
The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together. ——"The Book of Songs"
Don't be obsessed with love and love in this life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness. "Reducing Words in Huanxisha" ---- Kuang Zhouyi.
As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it. ——Zhang Xian
When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love. "Spring in the Jade House" ----Yan Shu----
There is no colorful phoenix flying with two wings, but the heart is connected. ——Li Shangyin
I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Today I come to think about you. It is raining and snowing. I look at the sky at dawn and look at the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit. ----Tang Yin----
When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. ----Li Bai----
A one-night stand is as long as the distance between the earth and the earth. - Poems about missing your lover "Swallow Tower" ---- Poems about lovesickness by Zhang Zhongsu----
If you don't miss your lover, you can avoid the pain of lovesickness. After thinking about it carefully several times, I would rather miss the pain! ----Zhao Biyu----
How can a flowering tree make you meet me? In my most beautiful moment, for this, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let you. We have a mortal relationship. ——Xi Murong
The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of Yi. ——Liu Yong
If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. The longing poem "Phoenix Qiu Huang·Qin Song"
Once upon a time, the sea was difficult for water, except for Wushan, it was not clouds - Yuan Zhen
This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain, and the night ; You smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends. "Farewell". ----Zheng Chouyu----
It is useless to think about lovesickness, but it is pure madness to feel melancholy. "Third of the Six Untitled Poems" ----Li Shangyin----
The saddest longing poem: the flowers are falling and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness, two places of sorrow, there is nothing to do about this feeling Eliminate it, it’s only on the brow but on the heart. "The Full Moon in the West Tower" ----Li Qingzhao----
The most painful and missed poem: Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. - "Spring in the Jade House" ----Yan Shu---- .
The king and the princess get married
Conquer --- march forward bravely in the battlefield
Bin---be courteous and come to flatter me
I---who will pity me when I sleep alone?
Love---Hai Youyou is here to take care of you
You---hold my body and sleep in your arms
1. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it at all. I feel haggard because of the beauty. - Liu Yong's "Feng Qiwu"
2 The relationship between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your son's hand and grow old together. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs·Beifeng·Drumming"
3 If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? - Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"
4 When will we know when we will meet each other after we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. - Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
5 If there is a beautiful woman, you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang·Qin Song"
6 This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends. . - Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Farewell"
7. Entering my lovesickness door, you know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness makes you remember each other, but short lovesickness makes you infinite. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
8 Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. - Yuan Zhen's "Five Poems on Li Si"
9 The king is like dust on the road, and the concubine is like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? -Cao Zhi's "The Moon on a High Building" 5. Ancient poems expressing loneliness and melancholy emotions
"The Sapphire Case" by He Zhu
Lingbo could not reach Hengtang Road, but he watched Fangchen go.
Who will spend the golden years?
The Yueqiao Garden, with its small windows and red doors, is the only place where spring is known.
The flying clouds are rising slowly into the twilight sky, and the colorful pen is filled with new heart-breaking sentences.
How much leisure time do you have?
Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy.
This poem has a classic language and a gorgeous style. The words and sentences in the whole poem are refined and vivid, and many allusions are used in it, such as "Fu of Luo Shen", "Jin Se", "Jiang Yan Zhuan", etc., but it is very natural and appropriate, as if it was written by oneself. The poet also skillfully used beautiful scenery to set off his mood. Beautiful scenery in a good time but no pleasure, which makes it even more miserable. The image of the words is vivid and the artistic conception is beautiful. Huang Tingjian, a famous poet at that time, once sent a poem to the author and praised it enthusiastically: "The only way to explain the heart-breaking sentence in the south of the Yangtze River is He Fang." This is a very high evaluation. 6. A sad and lonely poem
Nalan Xingde's "Poppy Poppy" - The corridor is full of lovesickness, and the falling moon becomes a solitary lean.
The backlight and the moon are in the shadow of the flowers. It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart. My love is still sad, and I often regret that I missed a good match.
My thoughts are swirling and I am nostalgic, I miss my beautiful lady and sleep alone. It's as if there is no one on the road ahead. Who can I tell you when the moon is shining brightly in the sky?
It is hard to see each other forever. I sigh at the loneliness of the years. The garden is full of ginseng and willows in spring. The wind is light and the clouds are melting, and the silk is swaying; withered grass splashes new, calling for spring.
Recall the burning color of the flowers, the buds appear, and the cold weather returns. Because the wind blows, the beauty does not change; the warmth suddenly rushes, and the return of the swallows comes; the February wind cuts the leaves like shears.
Fanggui is happy, the flowers are red and green, the sun is full of snow and catkins, and the garden is full of red apricots. Low flames in the turbid sky, long shadows covering the clear, drifting shadows, long flutes near and far, whirling Donna, green crescent ribbons, ripples of water, Yue Nuanxi's gauze, Wanwan wants to return; clear shadows are surrounded by green, and there are many distant rivers Qingluan. 7. What are the ancient poems that describe desolation and loneliness?
1. The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow is as long as a long one.
2. There is no sorrow and hatred at this time. Silence is better than sound.
3. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a glass to relieve the sorrow and sorrow.
4. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
5. The flowers are silent with tears in their eyes, and the red flowers fly across the swing.
6. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground. They are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness?
7. Young people don’t know the feeling of sorrow, so they forcefully talk about it in order to compose new words.
8. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is very good, so I plan to take a boat. I am afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will be , unable to carry, many sorrows.
9. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
10. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon Like a hook, the lonely Wutong deep in the courtyard locks the autumn.
The original text of "Farewell to Secretary Shu Yun at Xietiao Tower in Xuanzhou":
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Abandon me Those who go away cannot keep yesterday's day; those who mess up my mind will bring many worries and worries in today's day. The long winds send autumn geese flying thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building. The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair. We are all filled with joy and hope, and we want to go up to the blue sky and see the bright moon. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow. Life is unsatisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.
Appreciation: The rapid changes and ups and downs of thoughts and feelings, as well as the ups and downs and jumping development of the artistic structure, are perfectly unified in this poem. At the very beginning of the poem, there are sudden waves, revealing the strong mental depression that has been pent up for a long time; then, he completely puts aside the "worries" and looks at the autumn sky thousands of miles away, from the excitement of "high buildings" to the feat of "grazing the bright moon", soaring up to the sky, and then But he quickly fell from the sky into the abyss of depression. Straight up and down, wide open and close, without any trace of transition. This kind of unprovoked and intermittent structure is most suitable for expressing the poet's rapidly changing emotions caused by the sharp contradiction between ideal and reality. 8. Lonely Poems
Modern poetry: "The Lonely Harvester" was written by the poet when he traveled to Scotland.
Those who travel in the Arabian desert rest tiredly in shaded places; The song of the nightingale is welcomed by them, but not as good as this song; In the spring, the cuckoo sings in the farthest place. The Hebrides ring, breaking the silence of the sea among the islands—but as exciting as this song. Ancient Poems: Drinking Tao Yuanming The house is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
Bu Suanzi. Su Shi's residence in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou. Su Shi hangs sparse tung trees when the moon is missing, which breaks people's initial tranquility. Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and solitary shadows.
Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Gutong Wang Anshi is of high quality and stands hundreds of meters high. Ling Xiao is unyielding and has an open mind.
The roots become stronger with age, and the leaves become darker with sunshine. When I think about it in the bright future, I would like to play the five-stringed harp.
Suo Li's sorrow is endless, and it is first smoked when he comes. The people who embroider the curtains think far away, and the dewdrops are hanging secretly, and they cry to see off the Zhenglun.
The long line is in the eye, and the more heavy, the distant water and the lonely cloud. But looking at the extremely high tower, one can see all the kings and grandsons as far as the sun goes.
Phoenix Xiao Yin Han Zhen disappeared, after saying goodbye to the pond, Zeng was walking in the green and jealous skirt. When I am tired, I hold my bare hands, walking slowly among the scattered flowers and flying catkins.
Zhu Yankong has reformed himself, and his love grows new year by year. Travel all over the green fields and get drunk, don’t lose your youth.
Like a dream, last night the rain and wind were strong, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by a deep sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin. The rosy lips are lonely in the boudoir, and the soft intestine is full of sorrow.
Cherish the spring, spring is gone, and it will rain at some time. Leaning on the railings all over the place, just without emotion! Where are people? The grass has been dying all day long. When I see the way back, I put my red lips on the swing and sit back on the swing. I get up and straighten my slender hands.
The dew is thick and the flowers are thin, and the sweat is thin and the clothes are light. Seeing someone coming, I slipped out my socks, shoveled the gold hairpin, and left in shame.
Leaning against the door and looking back, I sniffed the green plums and the Huanxi sand, making the cup darker and thicker with amber. Before I became intoxicated, my sense of intoxication melted away, and the sparse bells already responded to the late wind. The incense of Ruinao quells the soul and dreams are gone, the golden bun is used to ward off the cold and the hair is loose, the sky is red with candles when I wake up.
Spring is already deep in the idle window of Huanxi Sha Xiaoyuan. The heavy curtains are not rolled up and the shadows are heavy. I lean against the building and listen to the Yao Qin in silence. The mountains in the distance are urging dusk, the wind is blowing and the rain is making the clouds light, and the pear blossoms are about to fade.
The spring light is bland on the sand in Huanxi, the weather is cold, the jade furnace is sinking in the water, and the smoke is lingering. I dream of returning to the mountain pillow to hide the flowers. In the future, petrels are fighting for grass, river plums have passed and willows are growing, and the rain at dusk makes the swing wet.
The sandy bun in Huanxi makes the spring more lazy, the evening breeze is in the courtyard and the plum blossoms are falling, the light clouds are coming and going, the moon is sparse, the jade duck smokes the stove, and the red cherry tent covers the tassels. The hibiscus on the sand-embroidered curtain in Huanxi smiles, leaning against the precious duck to kiss her fragrant cheeks, and her eyes are moved to be guessed.
One side is charming and charming, half a piece of paper contains tenderness and hatred, and the moon is moving and the shadows of flowers are about to come back again. The sound of the Bodhisattva's return is broken and the clouds are green, and the snow falls from the window behind him and the smoke from the furnace is straight.
The phoenix hairpin at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the person with the hairpin head is lighter. The sound of the trumpet urges the dawn to leak, and the dawn returns to the cow fight.
It is difficult to see flowers in spring, but the west wind leaves behind the old cold. Bodhisattva is in a gentle breeze, the sun is thin and spring is still early, and he is in a good mood with his shirt on.
It was slightly cold when I woke up, and the plum blossoms on my temples were still intact. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk.
It burns when lying in water, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared. Recalling Qin'e's visit to the high pavilion, the mountains and plains are covered with smoke and light.
The smoke is thin, the crows have returned, and the horns are heard at dusk. The fragrant fragrance is broken and the feelings are evil, and the west wind urges the parasol trees to fall.
The parasol trees have fallen, but autumn colors are still there, and loneliness is still there. Spread the Huanxi sand, knead it into thousands of pieces of gold, and cut it into layers of jasper leaves.
The demeanor and spirit of Yanfu are so vivid. Plum pistils are heavy, why are they so vulgar? Lilacs are knotted with thousands of knots and are bitter.
Thousands of miles of dreams have made people feel sad, but they are ruthless. The drunken flowers are gloomy, the mist is thick, the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast.
It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cabinet are cool in the middle of the night. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.
There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
A cut of plum blossoms, red lotus root and fragrant jade mats linger in autumn.
He undressed Luo Shang and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart. Traveling through the fragrant sky and the autumn light, the emotions turn around, and I explore Jin Ying and learn that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.
The first try on thin clothes, the new taste of green ants, gradually the wind, the rain, and the coolness. At dusk, the courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I feel sad about the past.
In that eternal night, the bed is empty under the bright moon. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long.
Xing Xiangzi On Chinese Valentine's Day, crickets are singing in the grass, and the parasol trees are frightened, bringing sadness to both the world and the sky. The clouds, the moon and the earth are locked with thousands of layers of locks.
Even if we come and go, we will never meet. The magpie rides on the star bridge, we only see each other after many years. If you want to leave love, don't hate it, it's hard to be poor.
Morning Glory and Weaver Girl are nothing but Li Zhong. It will be sunny for a moment, rain for a moment, and windy for a moment.
The lonely goose wakes up from sleep under the paper tent on the rattan bed, with endless words and wonderful thoughts. The heavy incense breaks the coldness of the jade furnace, and it accompanies my feelings like water.
Three sounds of the flute, the heart of the plum blossom is broken, and there is so much love in spring. The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again.
When the flute player goes to the jade tower, who will he lean on with a broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it. The sound is slow and searching, deserted and miserable.
It is most difficult to take a breath when it is warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him, who comes late and is in a hurry? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk.
This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so important.