Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? ;
Looking at the vast world, I cried alone.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. -Wang Wei's March on the Fortress
Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard. -Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part Two"
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. -Wang Zhihuan's Two Poems on Liangzhou.
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. -"Mei" by Wang Anshi
2. Ancient Poems about Loneliness Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and down and out. -Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part Two"
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. -Li Yu "Will be happy, go to the West Wing without words"
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. -Lu You's "Yongmei"
The geese disappear in the sea of clouds, who will pity the geese in the sky? Looking at the horizon, I seem to see the figure of my companion; The voice in the valley seems to hear the voice of the companion. -Du Fu's Lonely Goose
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -Li Bai's "A Song of Sauvignon Blanc"
How to predict my fate, the world is far away, only the hazy spring sorrow makes me sleep on the pillow. -Wei, "To My Friends and"
The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing Qiu Nostalgia"
Late at night, I am very quiet, only the wall lamp contrasts with me. -Zhou Bangyan's "Guanheling, when it is cloudy in autumn, it gradually clears up. "
3. An ancient poem about loneliness "Dianjiang Lip"
Li Qingzhao-Southern Song Dynasty
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
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 beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Bu operator. Residential Works of Dinghui Garden in Huangzhou
-Su Shi-Northern Song Dynasty
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw you living alone, vague and lonely.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Zui Hua Yin
-Li Qingzhao
The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner. There are double ninth festival, jade pillow dresser, and it is cool in the middle of the night. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
4. Lonely Poem 1, Wang Changling (Tang Dynasty)-"Lotus Inn and Newly-built Parting" entered Wu on a cold rainy night and sent away the lonely mountain Chu.
2. Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-Pipa/Pipa She has been guarding an empty boat at the estuary, with no one to accompany her except the bright moon and cold water. 3, Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)-"Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" never tires of meeting each other, only Jingting Mountain.
4, Li Qingzhao (Song)-"Butterfly Lovers Tears Wet Luo Yi Fat Powder Full" Human nature is long and water is broken. Mix Yuwei Wengu Hall
5, Liu Changqing (Tang Dynasty)-"Send Master Che Ling" When a pilgrim's hat with the sunset falls farther and farther to the castle peak. 6. Nalan Xingde (Qing Dynasty)-"Meet again in the depths of Qulan" has been sleeping alone for half a life, and the mountain pillow is full of tan marks.
7. Yan Shu (Song Dynasty)-West Building in the setting sun of Qingping Le Hong Xiao Jianzi. The distant mountain is opposite the curtain hook.
8. Li Shangyin (Tang Dynasty)-"Yong Shi II" Qinghai Mayuan, Shushan snake is difficult to pull out. 9. Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)-"The First Part of Sauvignon Blanc" lights flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
10, Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)-On a moonlit night in Fuzhou, far away, she was watching the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. You will never see my loneliest appearance, because I am loneliest only when you are not by my side.
2, things, but not much that really belongs to you. Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, the honor and disgrace are not surprised. Looking up at the sky, I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying.
In this tangled secular world, it is also a realm to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart. I turned the whole world upside down just to straighten your figure.
Indulging in loneliness should be the road to loneliness, just like struggling deeper and deeper in the swamp, this kind of earning is futile. Please don't show off your happiness and sweetness, I will be jealous. 6. Life is endless and lonely.
Loneliness is the eternal theme of love. I am alone with my shadow.
It said it had something to say to me. It says it misses you very much. It turns out that my shadow and I are thinking about you. 7. I have only one friend. His name is loneliness. 8. Can we stop playing love songs? Sounds lonely. 9. Look at the beautiful stars in the night sky. Those are the fireworks I set for you.
10, there is no shadow in the dim light. It is the shadow that I accompany day and night, but it is getting farther and farther away from me. It was discovered at dawn that there was only myself and my shadow in the desolate night.
5. Ancient poetry operators that describe loneliness. Su Shi lives in Dinghui Garden in Huangzhou.
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
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Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Dianjiangchun
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even the sky is failing, and the road is broken.
Huanxisha
Don't make a cup of dark amber, melt it before you get drunk, you should be late.
The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.
Huanxisha
In the yard, the idle windows are deep in spring, the heavy curtains are not heavy, and the lyre leans against the floor speechless.
The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows the rain and hits the shadow lightly. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.
Huanxisha
The spring is chilly, the jade stove is full of smoke and lingering, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers.
Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.
Huanxisha
The bun hurts the spring and combs more, and the evening wind falls to the courtyard at the beginning of plum blossom, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.
Jade duck smoked the brain, Zhu Ying covered the tassel, and rhinoceros also relieved the cold.
Zui Hua Yin
The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
A slow voice
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 beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
6. Describe the lonely poem. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
-Wang Wei "To the Frontier" Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely and helpless, and you are down and out. -Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai, Next" A stranger who is in a foreign land misses his relatives every festive season.
-Wang Wei "Vacation on the Mountain" reminds me of my brothers in Shandong, a boat, a bamboo cloak, and an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. -Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren.
-Wang Zhihuan's "Two Liangzhou Ci Poems, the First Part" has a few plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. -Wang Anshi's "Mei", until I raised my cup and asked the bright moon, which brought me my shadow and let the three of us.
-Li Bai's "Four Bright Moons Alone, Part I" went to the West Chamber without saying a word, and the bright moon was like a hook. -Li Yu's "Will be happy, silently go to the West Building", the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails are alone.
-Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" is never tired of watching, only Jingting Mountain. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain lingers on a butterfly, dancing from time to time, and charming Yingying just cries.
-Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River, Part VI" A pot of wine in the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. -Li Bai's "Four Poems of Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" The birds are high and the lonely clouds are alone.
-Li Bai's "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" entered Wu on a cold rainy night and sent it alone. -Wang Changling's "Parting with Xin Jian in Furong Inn" Who reads the west wind alone, rustling the yellow leaves and closing the window, nostalgic.
-Nalan Xingde's "Who reads the west wind and is cool alone in Huanxisha" rings in all directions, thousands of miles away, and the smoke is long and lonely. -Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman is Proud of Qiu Si" Independent tall building, looking at the horizon.
-Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Blue Tears, Dew" The sunset in the lonely village, the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, smoke, and the shadow flies a little. -Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn" is beside the grass, and there are orioles singing on the trees.
-Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou", the big white rabbit smashed medicine in the spring and autumn. Who is Chang 'e's neighbor? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. -Li Bai's "Ask asking for the moon for Wine, Old Friend Jia Chunling" is a lonely grave, and there is nowhere to talk about it.
-Su Shi's "Dream of the Twenty Nights in the First Month of Jiang" Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, lonely city overlooking Yumenguan. -Wang Changling's "Seven Songs of Joining the Army Part IV" stood out from the front door to see Noda, and buckwheat bloom was like snow in the moonlight.
-Bai Juyi's "Village Night" Lonely village, not mourning for itself, but still thinking about defending the country. -Lu You's "November 4th Storm" I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song.
-Wang Wei's "Zhu" is dark in the wild, and the river boat is clear. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, with a flat water surface and low cloud feet.
-Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" is in front of the Yellowstone Tower, and it is lazy and sleepy in spring. -Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone on the Riverside Part V" I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone.
-Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" Lonely Wu Tong Shen Ting locks the clear autumn. -Li Yu "Will be happy, go to the West Building without words".
7. Collect some poems expressing loneliness. Once lonely, how far can a pomegranate flower whisper? .
I will tie my horse to a willow tree by the river and stay in the southwest. In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water, sitting and watching Vega. Alone at the bottom of the river, I vaguely thought that the moonlight was like water.
Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. 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 beat him? It's late in the wind. The wild goose is sad, but it is an old acquaintance, and yellow flowers are piled everywhere.
Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Ten years of life is two boundless, unforgettable and thoughtless, and there is nowhere to grieve in the lonely grave ... heartless and not as affectionate and bitter as an inch.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick and bitter. Looking back, I am lovesick and infinite. If I had known this, I would have been a stranger. It is easy to leave this world for a long time.
I suddenly miss you when I see Mei Zhi. How many times have you dreamed in a small window? I have nowhere to find in my dream tonight, wandering around.
Cold current invasion unknown. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
If you seek a beautiful dream, it is hard to come true. Who knows my mood at this time? Pillow tears * * * step before the rain, dripping through the window.
8. What ancient poems express loneliness? Drink. Tao Yuanming. Building a house is in a humanistic environment, but there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.
Bu operator. Su Shi lives in Dinghuiyuan in Huangzhou. When there is no moon, he hangs a sparse tree to make people quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Wang Anshi, solitary, naturally dense and solitary, hundreds of meters high. Ling Xiao is indomitable, humble and polite.
Old roots are strong, and the sun is more cloudy. Think about it tomorrow. I want to play the banjo.
The lock is endless, and it is strange when it comes. Embroiderer Philip Burkart, dripping dew, crying to send the levy wheel.
The long inspector is in sight, heavier and farther. She is also climbing the castle, but her eyes are erratic.
Feng Xiao sang the soul of Han Zhen. After leaving the pond, he often walked around, full of green and jealousy. At that time, he took her hand and walked in the catkins of flowers and the green fragrant bacteria.
Now her face has grown old, but her heart still feels like fresh grass every year. Travel all over the green fields, travel all over the drunk eyes, and never lose your youth.
It's like a dream. Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so a deep sleep didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin, with a touch of red lips as a lonely boudoir, and an inch of sorrow touches the heart.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? It was almost dark, and as soon as I turned around, I lit the swing and got up to adjust my delicate hands.
Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe. Seeing someone coming, socks shoveled away Jin Chai and left in shame.
Looking back at the door, I smell the green plums in the cup, dark amber and thick. I should melt before I get drunk, so I should arrive late. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.
The idle window of Huanxi Shayuan is deep in spring, the heavy curtain is not heavy, and the leaning against the building can't match the lyre. In the distant mountains, the dusk is in a hurry, the wind is blowing and the rain is beating, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.
Huanxisha is cold in spring, the jade stove is full of hookah, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers. Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.
Shaji in Huanxi hurts spring, and the wind falls on the courtyard at the beginning and evening of May, and the clouds are thin under the moon. Jade ducks smoke brains, Zhu Ying covers tassels, and rhinoceros also relieves cold. On the embroidered curtain of Huanxisha, the lotus flower smiled and leaned against the fragrant cheeks of Baoya, and its eyes were guessed.
On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful, giving you a deep affection. Bodhisattva returned to the flood and broke the residual rinspeed, and the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace.
The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.
Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold. Bodhisattva's wind is very soft, but it's still early spring, and at first glance it's a good mood.
I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples. Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.
Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear. Recalling Qin E's lofty position, the chaotic mountains and Ye Ping are thin and smoky.
The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk. The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.
When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn. Spread the happy sand, rub the gold and cut into layers of jasper leaves.
The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough.
Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear.
Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.
Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Worship with Qiu Guang, turn around and feel sad, and explore Jin Yingzhi's way of Chongyang.
Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn. The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.
How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
On Tanabata, Fanghua sang in the grass, and the phoenix tree was shocked, and the ground was full of sorrow. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times.
You come and I go, don't meet. I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.
Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.
The lonely goose's rattan bed paper account is sleeping, boundless and without good thoughts. Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water.
The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full. The small wind dispersed the rain and rustled, but it also urged a thousand tears.
Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou? A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it. The voice is searching slowly, cold and desolate, sad and miserable.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence.
9. A poem expressing loneliness. 1. The piper walked to Lou Yu, and the heartbroken man snuggled up to him.
-Song Liqing translated "Sleeping on the Paper Curtain of the Lonely Wild Goose Rattan Bed": Ming Cheng has gone, and people have gone to the building. Even if there is a beautiful plum blossom, who can enjoy it with themselves? Second, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. -Liu Tang Zongyuan translated "Jiang Xue": On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat was fishing in the snow alone.
Third, ancient sober people and sages have been forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. -Tang Libai translated "Into the wine, I don't see the gentleman": Since ancient times, sages have always been cold and lonely, and only those who can drink can leave a good reputation.
Fourth, the dream is unbearable and even more embarrassing. -Song Liqing translated "Good things are approaching, the wind will fall deeply": it is difficult to digest in dreams, and there is the sound of thrush.
Five, I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, no end, I am alone, tears fall! -Don Chen Ziang's translation of "On the Tower of Youzhou": There is no end to the world, and tears flow.