Poems about night sadness 1. What are the poems describing late-night sadness
1. The day color has ended and the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright and wants to be full of sorrow.
From Li Bai's "Three Songs of Long-lasting Love" in the Tang Dynasty, the color of the sun has ended and the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright enough to keep you awake.
This song has no one to pass it on to, I wish to send Yanran with the spring wind, remembering you a long way across the blue sky. 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.
I don't believe that I'm going to be able to break my heart, but I'm going to have to come back and look at it in front of the mirror.
The pillar carved with the phoenix of the Zhao Se, I just stopped playing, I want to play again Shu Qin, and afraid of touching the mandarin ducks strings. This is a tune full of love, but unfortunately no one to pass, but I hope it with the spring wind, sent to the distant Yanran.
Remembering the love of his life, the love of his life is a long way away in the sky, and the eyes that sent his eyes now become a source of tears. If you don't believe that my concubine's heart is broken, please come back to see my face in front of the mirror!
From the Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's "Mourning the death of Xue Tai" half dead sycamore old sick body, heavy springs, a thought of a hurt God. The hand carries a child to return to the yard at night, the moon cold empty room do not see people.
Interpretation: On the one hand, the sycamore tree is about to die on the other hand, the body is sick, and whenever I think of the death of a person to go to the bottom of the nine springs of the heart to feel sad. At night, he returned to his hometown with his young son by his hand, and did not see anyone in the empty house under the cold moonlight.
3, sparse stars and moonlight in the courtyard of a thousand, sad clouds hate rain hibiscus face. From the Yuan Dynasty Zhang Kejiu's "Sehongqiu - Spring Feelings", the starry, light-mooned courtyard, the hibiscus face of sorrowful clouds and hateful rain.
Hurt Yan feet stay red line, annoying luan shadow idle fan. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
A line written in the love story.
The first step in the process is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what is going on in your life.
Lonely and sad, deep love in the swallow foot tie red line, the mirror according to the face, the shadow of a lonely good trouble, boredom shaking fan. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
These scenes are like lines and lines of words written in the biography of lovesickness. 4, secretly teach the sadness of the loss of orchids, poor night off love.
From the Song Dynasty, Zhang Yan's "Qing Ping Le - waiting for a cricket miserable break" waiting for a cricket miserable break, people talk about the west wind bank. The moon is falling, and the river looks like a trainer, and there are no geese at all.
The dark teachings of sadness damage Lan Cheng, poor night off love. There is only one branch of the sycamore leaves, I do not know how many fall sound!
The cold moon falls on the sandbar, the river is like a colorful silk, thousands of miles of reeds look off, do not see the return of the geese. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the people who are in your life, and then you can go back to your old life.
Only the leaf of the sycamore under the leisurely, I do not know how much to send the sad sound of autumn cold! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
From the Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring - after the farewell I do not know how far away the gentleman is" after the farewell I do not know how far away the gentleman is. The first time I saw it, I was so happy to see it.
The book is not available at all, and the water is wide and the fish are sinking. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
All of them are hateful. The first thing you need to do is to find a way to get to the top of the list, and then you have to go to the top of the list to get to the bottom of the list.
Comment: Since the separation, I don't know where you have gone. The eyes and heart are all bleak and sad, giving birth to endless sorrow! You have gone farther and farther away, and in the end you have lost your message; the river is so wide, the fish swim deep under the water, where can I go to inquire about your news? Last night the wind blew the bamboo forest everywhere, conveying the rhythm of late fall, every leaf sound seems to tell the complaint. I have the heart to recline on a single pillow, hoping to dream of meeting you, but unfortunately the dream can not do, helpless wick, and in the autumn wind burned into ashes.
2. Night return sad poem
Describing the night return makes people sad poem are as follows:
1. Wind to the autumn, tight clothes anxious to return to the heart. The moon is cold, and the sky is dark. The fire is so bright, and there are so few people on the street.
2. The night is long, and I can't sleep, but I love the river, and I remember my lover's tears like a curtain.
3. Tonight, the moon is bright, I do not know whose home fall autumn thoughts.
4. In the past, when I went back, the willows were still clinging to me; in the present, when I come to think of them, the rain and snow are falling.
5. The cold moon, the west wind, the cold ink, the frosty dead leaves, the yellow paper. Half a sheet of scenery is falling, and a berry moss is hiding the light.
6. The mountain has a wood and the wood has a branch, the heart pleases the gentleman and the gentleman does not know.
7. The world's infinite hand of painting, a piece of sadness can not be painted. I'm not sure if I've ever been able to do this before. --Li Shangyin, "Jin Se"
9. The flowers are as light as a dream, and the rain is as fine as sorrow. --The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man. I'm not going to be able to do that. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. --Xin Qiji's "Ugly Nu'er" (丑奴儿-书博山道中壁)
11. Time only rushes one to grow old, do not believe in sentimentalism, long hatred of leaving the pavilion, tears dripping in the spring shirt, the wine is easy to wake up. --Lin Bu (林逋)《Small Plums in the Mountain Garden - One of Its Parts》
13. The water flows even more when you draw a knife to break it, and the sadness is even more when you raise a glass to dispel it. --Li Bai "Xuanshou Xie脁lou Preserved Farewell School Book Shuyun / Escorting the Royal Servant Shuhua Ascends the Building Song"
3. Please ask for some sad sentences, about the dark night,
The day does not understand the darkness of the night, just like you do not understand my sadness.
I love the night, because under that sky of stars burns the longing of dawn.
I quietly moved my body, fearing that my thin old clothes and lonesome face disturbed her this elegant tranquility.
The darkness of the night, mercilessly enveloping the entire city, gradually spread my world.
As far as the eye can see, the lights are hazy. Looking up at the sky, the stars are dotted. I smile bitterly, how can such a weak light withstand the darkness of the night's overthrow?
The loneliness of being alone, only the night can understand.
When I don't want to wake up, only my lonely figure is projected on the wall by the lamp.
I like winter, because the day is short and the night is long, so there will be more time to escape
You pity the dream migratory love has been broken, in the water side of the remote look at each other. I think it's hard to stop thinking about the tears, and my heart is like a yellow lamp sleeping.
The pain has been heartbreaking, the dream towards the fall, the love has been堪堪. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The moon shrouded the entire forest, the night sky hangs a few twinkling stars, listen to the "Dingdong - Dingdong -" the original is a small river in the dark night alone cry.
There is no light, can not see the palm of the beating pulse, do not know whether they are still alive, began to be confused, waiting for the end
I just and the stars together with the shining and the night together with the lonely children
A year, a certain month, a certain night, in the paper filled with your name, messy words burst out only beautiful lonely, is the manic years of painful memories.
The sound of the residual flowers falling to the ground, awakening the sleeping clouds, the midnight drizzle dampened the dream of who, the old acacia tree stands on the side of the road, sighing time ...
Lonely night who sings
The end of the world, the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintance of the zero drop, a ladle of cloudy wine to the end of the remaining joy, the night of the other dream cold! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty!
The night has given me the colorful eyes, but I use them to look for the light.
The night makes the loneliness deep, the loneliness in the night sublimation, bloom interpretation of the beauty of the black
The night without stars in the night, I am still my own
The night has no love and hate without heart, lovers do not know love without love
The silent night under the lonely city, the lonely city is my sad love. The bitter face and my lost eyes, how the fallen youth can be defeated sent in the young.
Under the silent starry sky, the memory of the once beautiful scene, the sadness of today's feelings, do not hesitate to tears.
Brother over not night, is lonely
Lonely people will always remember his life by heart every person who has appeared, so I always think of you in every starlight fall night over and over again to count my loneliness
The night gave me black eyes, but it makes me love the pain of the night to me
No darkness of the light, I worry that you are like a little boy, but you have to be careful. I worry that you are like a little child afraid of the dark and afraid of getting lost
Dawn to say good night
Raise a glass to the moon to the shadow of three people
Looking at the pale, dark hole, my eyes are also a bleak...
But whenever the darkness of the night, loneliness to come, the tears of pride, refused to hold fast to my eyes, at the moment that you left me. Silent dialogue, has been y carved in my mind, is my lingering phantom, ask the world there is no such a pen, can be painted will not shed tears eyes, words between the lines of the remaining sentence, is the end of the end of the line you painted me.
4. What are the sad poems about "can not sleep at night"
1, [Wei Jin] Ruan Ji "Wing Huai Poem"
Selected excerpts from the original text:
The night can not sleep, get up to play the sound of the qin.
The thin curtains are to reflect the bright moon, and the clear wind blows on my lapel.
The only thing I can say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it.
The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and the second time I saw it was when I was a little girl.
Explanation:
A cool night, when it was already half past midnight, a person tossed and turned, a long time can not sleep, then simply up to play the piano. The bright moonlight shines on the thin tent, chilling the air, the cold night wind blows slowly, ruffling my lapel. A stray goose was wailing in the field, and the birds in the forest scurried and flew away in fear, their cries coming from the forest from time to time. I wandered alone in the night, but what could I see or solve by wandering? Only sadness accompanies me to grieve alone.
2. [Han] Han Wu Ming's Nineteen Ancient Poems
Selected passages from the original text:
The bright moon shines brightly on my bed.
The moon shines brightly on my bed.
Interpretation:
The moonlight is so bright that it shines by my bedside. I could not sleep with sorrow in my heart, and got up and put on my clothes to wander alone.
3. [Wei and Jin] Wang Ch'an's "Seven Sorrowful Poems"
Selections from the original text:
Unable to sleep alone at night, I took my clothes and got up to play the zither.
The silken tung is so touching that it makes a sad sound for me.
Interpretation:
It is difficult to sleep on a lonely night, so I put on my clothes and get up to play the zither, which can also realize my feelings and make sad sounds for me.
4, [Tang] Li Bai "long Xiang Si - one of the"
The original selection:
Lonely lamp is not clear thoughts want to end, rolled curtains look at the moon empty long sigh.
Interpretation:
There is only one lonely lamp in the darkness of the night, and it is too late to wait for the dawn, so the loneliness and thoughts are desperate. Only to roll up the curtain, looking at the moon thinking about that person, empty long sigh.
5. [Song] Zhao Fan's "Farewell to Qi Zhi"
Selected passages from the original text:
The guest could not sleep, and patted his body to think of the hardships.
Interpretation:
The traveler can't sleep because of his worries, and he pats his body and repeats the hardships and worries.
5. poems about cold night sadness
1, "Raccoon Creek Sand - Midnight on the Silver Mountain on the Jisu" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Midnight on the Silver Mountain on the Jisu, the morning to come to the Nine Strangers with the car. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one.
The empty stomach has a poem, the clothes have knots, wet pay as cinnamon rice as pearls. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Explanation:
The goose feather snow fell late at night, the wild grass covered with snow, like a silver mountain, the morning to see the fields of rain and snow, the former big river rushing waves and sandy islets on the diffuse smoke of the water, this time are no longer, into the white ice and snow,
Hungry stomach has only poems, clothes knitted into knots, wet firewood like cinnamon wood As precious as a grain of rice, as precious as a pearl, Who can recite verses with me in the cold weather, twirling my beard?
2. "Five Songs on Learning Liu Gonggan's Style - Three of Them" North and South Dynasties: Bao Zhao
The Hu wind blew the snow, and thousands of kilometers were spent on Longshan.
The song was written by Bao Zhao in the North and South Dynasties.
The morning is a beautiful day, when the sun is shining.
The sunny day of the peach and plum festival, bright and clean.
Comment:
The cold winds of Hudi wrapped in the northern snow blew over the Dragon Mountain and fell on the imperial capital.
The white snow quietly falls and accumulates on top of the high platform, and after the wind blows, the snowflakes flutter and fly in the air in front of the temple.
However, the white snow, ah, in the spring sunshine also nowhere to hide.
The spring is the time when peaches and plums are fighting for color, which has a place for the icy white snow?
3, "Linjiang Xian - winter night night cold ice together well" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
winter night night cold ice together well, painting the bright moon invasion of the apartment. The moon in the painting hall is invading the house. The green tank is brightly illuminated. The green tank to pick to the end, the pink tears dripping still hanging.
Before the end of a first cover tears, singing half with a clear sad. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing I want to know is where the heart breaks, and the dark dust flies on the beams.
Interpretation:
The winter night was so cold that the ice sealed the well. The bright moonlight shone through the ornate room into the tent, and the green light, flickering brightly and darkly, reflected the sadly crying maids. The wick was almost burned out, and the rouge powder and tears flowed down in drops.
Without finishing a glass of wine, she was seen covering her face with tears, and her song was interspersed with a bleak, sad whimper. Grief and song both try to vent, are not contrary to each other. You have to empathize with the sadness of her singing is when the song shakes the dust from the beams of the house flying down.
4, "bodhisattva barbarians - white sun shocked Biao winter is half" Qing Dynasty: Nalan Seide
shocked Biao swept the ground winter will be half, unsaddle at the time of dim crows chaotic. The first time I saw it, it was a big river, and I was very sad.
The burnt mark of the empty pole looking at the drum horn on the high city. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the newest version of the game, and then you can see the newest version of the game.
Comment:
The winds are sweeping across the land. The winter is already half over. Unsaddle your horse and stop for a while, it is dusk and the crows are flying. The Yellow River has been frozen in pieces, a vast expanse, just like the endless sadness.
As far as the eye can see, there is only a trace of wildfire. The high city tower, drums and horns in the sky. The first thing I want to do is to get to the capital tomorrow, but there is still no end to the sadness of the traveler.
5, "Year's End" North and South Dynasties: Xie Lingyun
I can't sleep because of my worries, and I'm bitter that this night is hard to be decadent.
The moon shines on the snow, and the wind is strong and mournful.
The year has gone by, and I realize that it is already too late.
Comment:
I can't sleep at night because of my deep worries, and my heart is tormented, and the night is long and endless, and I can't wait for the day to come.
The moon shines on the snow, and the wind is fierce and harsh.
Nothing is permanent, it dies with the passage of time. The year is coming to an end, and his own life is being relentlessly pushed.
6. Sentences describing the night loneliness, sad mood
1, every late at night, I feel lonely
2, break up in this night, not not love, do not want to love, a love that is not loved, only to bring their own heartache love would rather not!
3, then put me a person quiet, I would rather do a cat, with the world, simple life, forever fixed in a corner of the world!
4, cold night, can not cover up the sad past; bright moon, put together the image of the missing people; sullen winter wind, blowing away the heart of the hurt.
5, when the feeling of loneliness and loneliness with the night dive into the heart, this feeling is how in the bite, tortured a helpless soul ah! The night is long, where is the light?
6, the night shrouded, the city helplessly reveal the prosperity, lights and wine, sirens endless. People seem to be accustomed to this kind of night, how ridiculous it seems, e79fa5e98193e58685e5aeb931333361323639 and compassionate.
7, she is like a shooting star, flashed a short and beautiful light disappeared in the vast universe, once again look up at the night sky, we can not find the first home.
8, everyone has a story in his heart, can not tell, can only let those in the late night on their own.
9, I just want to do your moon, night and space to accompany you, and do not do your sun, because the sun will hurt you.
10, this night is very quiet, the heart of the cold so that the emotions of a thousand, contemplating those who are buried in the depths of their own past, missed.
11, thinking about that kind of pain, will lie dormant in every silent night, will take advantage of people out of the way to run out, stinging you.
12, if one day I found that I lost you, I will go all over the world to find you, you must stand in the place where I can see.
13, accustomed to the night in the Esplanade slow speed, but also accustomed to this time, nonsense about the existence of another soul.
14, dumping is a fragile person easily sentimental. I often say that this is life, I do not want to change anything, I know that someday I will understand.
15, I am alone with my night, but there is no you, how to be complete; I am relative to your night, if there is no you, how to be considered a dream.