The poem about depression is 1. Poems describing depression.
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers-Song Li Qingzhao >
Why should a strong brother complain about Liu? Spring breeze is not about Yumen Pass-Don Wang Zhihuan >
People standing quietly on the city bridge don't know, but they can stare like a bright moon for a long time-Qing. Huang Zhongze >
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily-Don Du Fu. Ditto.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. They fell in love with the floor and emphasized their sorrow for adding new words.
There will be no meeting when you are sad, and you will always be sad when you have nothing to do with your feelings.
Dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and win the fame of a brothel-Tang Du Mu >
Tao Tao enjoys it-Don Yang Jiong >
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever-Don Bai Juyi >
The past is empty, still like a dream. -Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can You Avoid the Sorrow and Hate of Life"
How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward-Nantang. Li Yu >
If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Republic of China; liang qichao
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang sheng < Chichitose >
Looking for it, it is lonely, sad and painful-Song Liqingzhao >
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . -Don; Li Shangyin's Untitled
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
People naturally grow up and hate water growing in the east-Nantang. Li Yu >
2. Poetry describing depression
If people are thinner than yellow flowers, if Tao never dies. -photo by Song Liqing > Why does Qiangdi blame Liu? "Spring Breeze Is But Yumenguan-Don Wang Zhihuan" People standing quietly on the city bridge don't know it, but they can watch it for a long time like a bright moon-Qing. Huang Zhongze > Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. , but frantically packed my books and poems-Tang Du Fu, a teenager, did not know the taste of sorrow and fell in love with the floor. He fell in love with the floor, and emphasized his sadness in order to add new words-Qi Ji > When people worry, there will be no chance, but they will always be sad when they have nothing to do with their feelings-Song and Huang Tingjian > I dreamed of Yangzhou for ten years, and I got the blessing of a brothel-Tang Du Mu > Tao Tao enjoyed it-Tang Yang Jiong > Endure with patience, and endure with patience; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
3. Ask for ancient poems about depressed mood
Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring Breeze" is full of dust and fragrance, and she is tired of combing her hair at night.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes.
I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. 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.
Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 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! It's heartbreaking that Li Yu is so happy that he doesn't come to the spring half. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full.
Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further.
Sauvignon Blanc has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Bloom is gone, the flowers are all gone, and the geese fly high, but they don't come back.
In the past 40 years, the country has been home, and the mountains and rivers are three thousand miles. Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi.
I've known him several times. Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time.
The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and there is still a farewell song in the teaching workshop. Tears for Gong E.
The wind in Yu Meiren has returned to the yard, and the willow eye continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a crescent moon.
The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. Candles are bright and fragrant, paintings are deep, and temples are covered with frost and snow.
In the dark night, the flowers in the forest withered in spring. They were in a hurry, but they had no choice but to come to the cold rain and the evening breeze. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. Sand waves make the rain outside the curtain gurgle and the spring fades away.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Yan butterfly lovers dreamed of the misty water in the south of the Yangtze River, and went all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, but no one was seen. When they sleep, they are lost in ecstasy, but they are disappointed and lost in ecstasy. If they want to make full use of this love letter, they will get nothing in the end, but they will be heartbroken and break the Qin Zheng column. Butterfly lovers was drunk and couldn't remember the West Building. We had a good reunion. It's really easy to get together and leave the moon. The night is cold and empty, crying for others. Partridges are drunk, patting the spring shirt and cherishing the old fragrance, and the sky will be far from annoying. Autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sunset falls in the building every day. Clouds and mist surround the water, and the journey of recruiting people is long. Acacia has no words, so don't bother to shed tears on stationery. Life inspectors have a long dream, but fish and geese have almost no sound and dust. Poor temple. Love and hate are not as good as people. There are several plays being staged in a spring, but Qiu Lai's books are even rarer. Phoenix cold, lonely pillow, worried about wine. Even if you have a dream, it will become empty, just like a dream. Chun Qing, a beautiful girl in Nalan, saw a thin pear flower and scattered fragments. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world.
Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.
The blue wet funeral has been infinitely sad recently. Who has a long talk? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love. Nan Xiangzi wept for the dead woman, but she was silent. She only regrets the past and saves her knowledge by Dan Qing.
Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad.
Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night.
Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.
I felt this hatred when the dead woman died. Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers.
I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless.
Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on.
I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself.
I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
Qingping is sad and anxious, and Huanghuajie is desolate. In the dream, the anvil sound is muddy, more chaotic and more sad.
Dust gives birth to swallows, but the bed keeps strings. The wind is like a waning moon, but now it is worrying.
Spread out the wind that breaks the happy sand, and the residue has turned into a flat, and the mud lotus is just a thousand lotus roots; Be careful not to burn a clove of incense and remember the past life. People feel sentimental and thin, and now they really regret it; Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.
Happy Shawan Liyinshan Bay Lisa, who will frost the temples? Over the years, half of them are at the end of the world.
Soul and dream can not be separated from the golden bow and defense. Draw a jade crow fork. Poor thing, lose a penny.
4. What poems can express depression?
Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.
Author: Wang Bo
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.
Zui Hua Yin
Author: 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. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Foreign night
Author: Du Fu
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
Climb the peak
Author: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Huangdenghelou
Author: Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
Show children
Author: Lu You
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
5. Poems expressing personal depression
★ White hair is three thousands of feet, and sorrow is as long as long. -Tang Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu
★ On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. -Tang Du Fu, "The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army"
★ The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness tell more in silence than in voice. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
★ But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to make you feel better, even though we cut it with swords. -Tang Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Lou Guan Shu Yun"
★ The teacher is a real name. After 1000 years, no one can match. -Song Luyou, "Book of Wrath"
★ Spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang 'an flowers in one day. -Don Meng Jiao's "After the Examination"
★ A moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously. -Don Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation. I can only frown and take it to heart. -Song Liqing's "A Piece of Plum"
Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely and poor. -Tang Du Fu's Dream of Li Bai
Season after season, joy followed joy, and the autumn moon and spring breeze passed, but she didn't notice. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
6. Poetry describing depression
A butterfly in love with flowers
Author: Li Qingzhao
Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain is raining and lonely.
Farewell to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow, so you can pass the book over the geese, and the east is far from Penglai.
Linjiangxian
Author: Li Qingzhao
The courtyard is deep, the fog pavilion often covers the cloud window, the plum calyx at the willow tip is gradually clear, and the Fuling tree returns in spring, making people old and healthy.
I have a lot of feelings about the moon and singing about the wind. Now that I am old, I have accomplished nothing. Who is more miserable and haggard? I'm bored trying on the lamp, and I'm not in the mood to walk through the snow.
Slow voice
Author: 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 were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them 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?
A cluster of plum blossoms
Author: Li Qingzhao
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.
Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
The resentment of the prince and grandson
Author: Li Qingzhao
Dili Spring Festival Gala, heavy doors and deep courtyard. Before the grass steps, the geese rest at dusk. Who handed the letter upstairs? There is no end to hatred.
Affectionate is sticky and hard to give up, and it is also a cold food. The swing lane is quiet, the full moon is inclined at the beginning, and pear blossoms are soaked.
Dianjiangchun
Author: Li Qingzhao
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.
7. Poems about depression
For example:
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers-Song Li Qingzhao >
Why should a strong brother complain about Liu? Spring breeze is not about Yumen Pass-Don Wang Zhihuan >
People standing quietly on the city bridge don't know, but they can stare like a bright moon for a long time-Qing. Huang Zhongze >
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily-Don Du Fu.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. They fall in love with the floor and emphasize their sadness for adding new words-Song Xinqi >
When people are troubled, there will be no opportunities, and they will always be sad if they have nothing to do with feelings-Song and Huang Tingjian >
Dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and win the fame of a brothel-Tang Du Mu >
Tao Tao enjoys it-Don Yang Jiong >
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever-Don Bai Juyi >