Poems expressing emotions and sorrows

Hi: Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Anger: Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning against the bar and raining. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce.

Sadness: I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I couldn't see Kyushu. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

Sorrow: but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more worrying to raise a glass to eliminate our sorrow.