Poems with no sense of belonging in their hearts

1. Poems about the sense of belonging to the house

2. Poetry about a sense of belonging

The poem about house belonging is 1. What are the poems that express "My heart is wandering and I can't find a sense of belonging"?

First, nothing happened, as if I had met Yan and returned, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone. -"Huanxisha" Yan Shu

Second, look for cold to find misery. Slow voice-Li Qingzhao

Third, the heart seems to be a tree of ashes.

It's like a ship that's not tied properly.

I heard about your achievements in life,

Huangzhou Huizhou Danzhou.

-"Self-titled Portrait of Jinshan" Su Shi

Word annotation

(1) Portrait of Jinshan: It refers to the Portrait of Su Shi in Jinshan Temple by Li. "Jinshan Record": "Li Longmian (Gong Lin) painted Dongpo as if he were treating Jinshan Temple, and then Dongpo crossed Jinshan Temple, which was self-titled."

(2) The heart seems to be gray: that is, the heart is dead. Zhuangzi's theory of everything: solid shape can make it look like a piece of wood, and solid heart can make it look like ashes.

(3) Danzhou, Huizhou and Huangzhou: The author opposed Wang Anshi's new law and classified Huangzhou as the crime of "sitting beside the court", and later classified it as Huizhou and Danzhou. In these three places, the author lived a long life of relegation.

Translation of the Portrait of Jinshan with the Same Name

The heart is silent and unmoved by external things. I have been drifting all my life, like a ship that can't be tied. Someone asked me where my career is, namely, Huangzhou, Huizhou and Danzhou.

Fourth, a moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -"Jinse" Li Shangyin

5. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan

Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine

Yan Shu

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

Huanxisha, a new song and a glass of wine translated in vernacular Chinese.

Fill in the new words and taste a glass of wine. The climate is still the same. When will the sunset turn around? There is nothing to do, but the flowers will fall again, and the deja vu Chun Yan will come back and wander alone on the fragrant path.

A slow voice

Li Qingzhao

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you go against him when the wind is urgent and the rain is urgent? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? How can it be dark when you are alone by the window? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Slow speech, search for vernacular translation

Looking for anything all day is cold and desolate, and I can't help but feel extremely sad and desolate. Autumn, when it is warm and cold, is the most difficult to adjust. How can you resist drinking three glasses of light wine? The cold wind blowing at night is urgent. The geese who have gone to the south to escape the cold have already flown, but sadly, they are old acquaintances.

My backyard is full of chrysanthemums. I am sad and haggard, and I have no intention to admire flowers and cherish jade. Now the flowers will fade. Who can choose them? Sit by the window and stay alone until dark? The phoenix tree is sad and sunny, and the rain is dripping at dusk, and the rain is still dripping. How can this situation be described by a sad sentence?

The heart is like a tree of ashes,

It's like a ship that's not tied properly.

I heard about your achievements in life,

Huangzhou Huizhou Danzhou.

-"Self-titled Portrait of Jinshan" Su Shi

Translation of works

The heart is silent and unmoved by external things. I have been drifting all my life, like a ship that can't be tied. Someone asked me where my career is, that is, Huangzhou, Huizhou and Danzhou.

golden

Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Vernacular Translation of Jinse

Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth?

Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.

The moon, the sea and Jiao Ren shed tears, and the jade in Lantian can only turn into smoke when it is warm.

Why do you want to recall this scene at this time, just because my heart was just at a loss at that time.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Vernacular Translation of Sha Qiu Si in Tianjin

The withered vines are wrapped around the old trees, and the branches are inhabited by crows returning to their nests at dusk. Under the small bridge, there are several families by the running water. On the ancient and desolate road, the autumn wind is bleak, and a tired thin horse is carrying a wanderer. The sun is setting slowly, and the extremely sad traveler is still wandering at the end of the world.

2. Poems describing that the soul has no sense of belonging

Young minds, young people and old people

What's the past? Twenty-seven steps is just right

The east wind blows the small building, and the spring is clever.

Where is the homing under the worry of Jiangnan?

Thousands of neon lights are drunk, and dust thoughts can be thrown away.

Nowadays, teenagers have just grown up, and their ideals are hard to feed.

Drinking in an empty building, laughing in a cup, the reality is like a fist.

It's cool in the north, and there are snowflakes floating outside the Great Wall of Wan Li.

Jiang Nanchun, a thousand layers of peach blossoms smile in front of Yuhuatai.

From a distance, the floating guests are like grass.

Commitment is a treasure, shouldering the aspirations of young people.

How many winds Bohr walks alone, but he is unruly.

One elbow can shake Mount Tai, and newborn calves are the most ridiculous.

When my father had a hard life, he pointed out the maze and arranged everything.

How many duckweeds with Shui Piao, * * * to broad road.

Nowadays, there are fewer friends, but it's a pity that you will find lofty one day.

You shouldn't fight against heaven, but you won't know until you draw your sword.

Arrogance can't hide others, but I dream back to Marco Tang and laugh.

The night is dark and windy, and the youth is worried about the old.

The poem about belonging is 1. What are the poems that express "My heart is wandering and I can't find a sense of belonging"?

First, nothing happened, as if I had met Yan and returned, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone. -"Huanxisha" Yan Shu

Second, look for cold to find misery. Slow voice-Li Qingzhao

Third, the heart seems to be a tree of ashes.

It's like a ship that's not tied properly.

I heard about your achievements in life,

Huangzhou Huizhou Danzhou.

-"Self-titled Portrait of Jinshan" Su Shi

Word annotation

(1) Portrait of Jinshan: It refers to the Portrait of Su Shi in Jinshan Temple by Li. "Jinshan Record": "Li Longmian (Gong Lin) painted Dongpo as if he were treating Jinshan Temple, and then Dongpo crossed Jinshan Temple, which was self-titled."

(2) The heart seems to be gray: that is, the heart is dead. Zhuangzi's theory of everything: solid shape can make it look like a piece of wood, and solid heart can make it look like ashes.

(3) Danzhou, Huizhou and Huangzhou: The author opposed Wang Anshi's new law and classified Huangzhou as the crime of "sitting beside the court", and later classified it as Huizhou and Danzhou. In these three places, the author lived a long life of relegation.

Translation of the Portrait of Jinshan with the Same Name

The heart is silent and unmoved by external things. I have been drifting all my life, like a ship that can't be tied. Someone asked me where my career is, namely, Huangzhou, Huizhou and Danzhou.

Fourth, a moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -"Jinse" Li Shangyin

5. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world. -"Tianjingsha Qiu Si" Ma Zhiyuan

Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine

Yan Shu

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

Huanxisha, a new song and a glass of wine translated in vernacular Chinese.

Fill in the new words and taste a glass of wine. The climate is still the same. When will the sunset turn around? There is nothing to do, but the flowers will fall again, and the deja vu Chun Yan will come back and wander alone on the fragrant path.

A slow voice

Li Qingzhao

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you go against him when the wind is urgent and the rain is urgent? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? How can it be dark when you are alone by the window? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Slow speech, search for vernacular translation

Looking for anything all day is cold and desolate, and I can't help but feel extremely sad and desolate. Autumn, when it is warm and cold, is the most difficult to adjust. How can you resist drinking three glasses of light wine? The cold wind blowing at night is urgent. The geese who have gone to the south to escape the cold have already flown, but sadly, they are old acquaintances.

My backyard is full of chrysanthemums. I am sad and haggard, and I have no intention to admire flowers and cherish jade. Now the flowers will fade. Who can choose them? Sit by the window and stay alone until dark? The phoenix tree is sad and sunny, and the rain is dripping at dusk, and the rain is still dripping. How can this situation be described by a sad sentence?

The heart is like a tree of ashes,

It's like a ship that's not tied properly.

I heard about your achievements in life,

Huangzhou Huizhou Danzhou.

-"Self-titled Portrait of Jinshan" Su Shi

Translation of works

The heart is silent and unmoved by external things. I have been drifting all my life, like a ship that can't be tied. Someone asked me where my career is, that is, Huangzhou, Huizhou and Danzhou.

golden

Li shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Vernacular Translation of Jinse

Why do exquisite musical instruments have fifty strings, each of which reminds me of my youth?

Zhuang Zhou danced in his sleep and turned into a butterfly, hoping that the emperor would entrust his hatred to Du Fu.

The moon, the sea and Jiao Ren shed tears, and the jade in Lantian can only turn into smoke when it is warm.

Why do you want to recall this scene at this time, just because my heart was just at a loss at that time.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Vernacular Translation of Sha Qiu Si in Tianjin

The withered vines are wrapped around the old trees, and the branches are inhabited by crows returning to their nests at dusk. Under the small bridge, there are several families by the running water. On the ancient and desolate road, the autumn wind is bleak, and a tired thin horse is carrying a wanderer. The sun is setting slowly, and the extremely sad traveler is still wandering at the end of the world.

2. What sentences describe feeling that you don't belong?

1 I wandered aimlessly in the street and saw fireworks rising from time to time. A big fireworks exploded above my head, colorful. Mars scattered everywhere and then disappeared. Then another fireworks bloomed in the air, reflecting people's smiling faces.

Living aimlessly is like sailing to the sea without a compass.

Reading without a purpose is walking, not studying. Hu Shi

In the autumn wind, the leaves sway aimlessly and dance in the coolness. This is reflected in my dim eyes, and my thoughts merged into tears, which also drifted away with the autumn wind.

Abnormal remorse for the past and aimless fear of the future will damage the present life. Only by living today's life deeply and sincerely can we have a rich past and create the future.

The person who walks the slowest, as long as he doesn't lose his goal, will walk faster than the person who wanders aimlessly.

The person who walks the slowest, as long as he doesn't lose his ideal, will walk faster than the person who wanders aimlessly.

Education is growth, growth is the purpose, and there is no other purpose except growth.

People without ideals do everything aimlessly, just like idiots. People with ideals are thinking about making some contributions to society, not just trivial matters and personal gains and losses. A person with an ideal will become noble!

Living aimlessly is like sailing without a compass.

1 1 If you want to know how fragile the connection between people is, you might as well try to find the missing person aimlessly. There are far more intersections than you think, and every possibility is full of sadness that is difficult to choose. Maybe everyone is looking for someone, but walking will forget the original purpose.

12 I have been growing up aimlessly, but this aimlessness surprised me. Therefore, I also hope that young people will be widely involved and full of curiosity, thus promoting the establishment of your pattern.

13 He walked aimlessly along the platform where the train stopped, tears rolling down his cheeks.

/kloc-in the afternoon of 0/4, after wandering aimlessly at the seaside with SiSanTou, we went to Siti Coffee and wolfed down a meal to continue our SM trip.

15 Travel is a kind of random, natural and aimless exile. Body and mind are integrated with nature, and there is no specific return date. During this period, many unexpected things can happen, romantic and dissolute. No matter what it is, it can finally be packaged into rich adult life experiences and presented to people.

3. Poems describing that the soul has no sense of belonging

Young minds, young people and old people

What's the past? Twenty-seven steps is just right

The east wind blows the small building, and the spring is clever.

Where is the homing under the worry of Jiangnan?

Thousands of neon lights are drunk, and dust thoughts can be thrown away.

Nowadays, teenagers have just grown up, and their ideals are hard to feed.

Drinking in an empty building, laughing in a cup, the reality is like a fist.

It's cool in the north, and there are snowflakes floating outside the Great Wall of Wan Li.

Jiang Nanchun, a thousand layers of peach blossoms smile in front of Yuhuatai.

From a distance, the floating guests are like grass.

Commitment is a treasure, shouldering the aspirations of young people.

How many winds Bohr walks alone, but he is unruly.

One elbow can shake Mount Tai, and newborn calves are the most ridiculous.

When my father had a hard life, he pointed out the maze and arranged everything.

How many duckweeds with Shui Piao, * * * to broad road.

Nowadays, there are fewer friends, but it's a pity that you will find lofty one day.

You shouldn't fight against heaven, but you won't know until you draw your sword.

Arrogance can't hide others, but I dream back to Marco Tang and laugh.

The night is dark and windy, and the youth is worried about the old.