Poems about sadness 1. Poems describing sadness.
Poetry 1 describes sadness, tears without words begging for flowers, flying red over the swing.
2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. E79FA5E98193E4B893E5b19E3133336353833 One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. 4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. 6. The belt is getting wider and wider.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. 7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy. 9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. 10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords. 12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing.
I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. 13, 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.
14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. 15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years. 17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.
18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard. 19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? .
2. Poems describing sadness
The young mermaid Jie Jiang.
Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,
The red candle is weak.
In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,
Jiang Kuoyun's Wild Goose is called West Wind.
Now listen to the rain monk,
The temple is full of stars.
Sadness and sorrow are always related to love.
Drop by drop, the next step is not started until dawn.
Say goodbye to Li Shutong.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain! The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine will make you happy, so don't go to Meng Han tonight.
Qin Yi's "Li E Qing Zhao"
Lingaoge,
Ye Ping in the chaotic mountains is full of smog.
The smoke is thin,
When the rooster crows and returns,
Smell the horn at dusk.
Fragrance dies, lingering fragrance,
The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.
Wutongluo,
It's autumn again,
Still lonely.
Speak slowly and softly, Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three cups and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? The wind is rushing at dawn.
Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can break it now?
Looking out the window, how can you be black alone!
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence!
Du Fu in Spring
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
3. Poems describing sadness
1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.
2. 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.
3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy.
9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.
12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
13, 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.
14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.
17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.
18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.
19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.
22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.
23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.
On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.
25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of 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.
27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!
28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden top pine. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.
A word to describe sadness.
4. Poems describing inner sadness
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a long blade. Falling into deep sorrow and hidden sorrow, more is told in silence than in their voices, but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword and raise their glasses to alleviate their sorrow, it makes them even sadder. When wine enters sorrow, it turns into acacia tears. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flowers fly over the swing. 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? Autumn wind and autumn rain are worrying! 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 friend. Young people don't know the taste of sadness, so they say they are worried about giving new words. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and they plan to go boating. I'm afraid Shuangxi can't carry the boat, and there will be many concerns. How much trouble can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. I wanted to compare my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the clear canal. I am speechless. I saw all the Chang 'an flowers in one day. Dongli wine has dark fragrance sleeves after being drunk at dusk. I can't get away from it, west wind shutter. People are thinner than yellow flowers. The wind has stopped the dust and flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are all idle people, so if you want to talk, cry first. The flowers floated away. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. This feeling can't be eliminated, but they frown and feel lonely.
The more poems describing sadness, the better.
The poem 1 describes sadness, peach blossoms and flowing water are deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's feelings. The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river. 3. I have been infinitely sad recently. Who speaks longer? Give education, the green window is full of red tears, and the early geese and early warblers. 4. Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and Qiu Guang is long. Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor. 6. White hair is as long as three thousands of feet. 7. Put the wine behind the east fence at dusk, with faint fragrance and sleeves. I can't let it go, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. 8. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is it frosty already? . Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? 10, under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking, leisurely see Nanshan. 1 1, I don't care about the rest, but I trust you and am angry. 12, solar terms are clear, peaches and plums laugh, and Noda wasteland is only sad. 13, I'm human. Song Yu was so sad! 15, a curtain of autumn rain, maple leaves all over the city, lonely pillow sleepless! Hope to adopt it in time.