Su Shi, a poem expressing sadness

A poem expressing sadness:

1, this situation can't be eliminated, you can only frown but turn to the heart. A Piece of Plum by Li Qingzhao

2, love each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. Su Shi in Jiangchengzi

3. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up his heart everywhere. From Liuzhou Tower to my fellow countryman Liu Zongyuan, Zhang, Ding, Feng and Lian.

4. Don't forget to wake up when the West Building is drunk. It's easy to get together and have a walk. The half-moon window still sleeps less, and the screen is idle.

5, don't worry about poverty, don't worry about wealth. "Recent Love" Yan Dao Ji

6, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian, Leaving Dangerous Buildings"

7. Everything is a dream. I once told Handan and the pillow teacher. Who can live to be a hundred years old? In the meantime, you will know how worried you are.

8, few bosom friends, who listens to broken strings.

9. I hope I will look forward to it and I will rely on it. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

10 But how unlucky the poet is, he will become a king.

1 1, tears, make people drunk, when heavy, natural people grow up to hate water.

12, the mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home.

13, the whole world is muddy. I'm alone. Everyone is drunk. I wake up alone.

14, Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, but she was in a hurry and had to brave the cold rain and come to the wind.

15, cut constantly, reason is still chaotic, it is parting. Don't have a taste in my heart.

16, people don't know or care, aren't they gentlemen?

17, wine into sorrow, into acacia tears.

18 but since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we cut it with swords.

19, what's it like to twist the word autumn heart into dust? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?

20. How many worries can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

In the Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao cut the plum, and the red lotus fragrance remains in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was 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. You can only frown and take it to heart. "

Translation:

The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full. Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.

About the author: Li Qingzhao (1March 08413 ~1May 55 12), Yi 'an Jushi, Han nationality, from Zhangqiu, Jinan, Shandong. In the Song Dynasty (the turn of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties), the poetess, represented by graceful and restrained words, was known as "the first talented woman in the ages". In the lyrics, he wrote more about his early leisure life, his later life experience and sentimental mood.

In form, it makes good use of line drawing, forms its own school and has beautiful language. On the theory of ci, it emphasizes harmony and elegance, puts forward the theory that ci is different from one family, and opposes the method of writing ci into poetry. There are not many who can write poems. Some chapters have a sense of the times, praise history and use generous words, which is different from their style of words. There are Yi 'an Jushi Collection and Yi 'an Ci, which have been lost. Later generations have a collection of Yu Shu's ci. There is a collation of Li Qingzhao's collected works today.