Poems about Lin Daiyu's Sadness 1. Ask for the sad sentences about Lin Daiyu in a Dream of Red Mansions
Lin Daiyu's poems are half-rolled, and the door is half-closed, and the ice is ground into a basin.
stealing a pear core is three cents, and borrowing a plum blossom soul. The immortals in the Moon Cave sew, and the women in always in my heart wipe the crying marks in autumn.
Who is shy and silent to tell? I am faint from the west wind night. Daiyu (Princess Xiaoxiang) chanted chrysanthemums, and the rogue poet was unconscious and invaded, and she circled the fence and drowned herself.
There's a hint of frost at the end of the hair, and the mouth is full of fragrance, singing to the moon. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, and it is said that who will tell Qiu Xin.
from the beginning of Tao Lingping's chapter, the eternal high wind has talked about the present. Daiyu (Princess Xiaoxiang) asked Chrysanthemum what she wanted to know about autumn, and muttered that she was knocking on the east fence: Who is lonely and proud of the world, but bloom is too late? How lonely is the frost in the garden, and how can I miss my illness? If there is nothing to talk about in the world, why not talk about it for a while? Daiyu (Princess Xiaoxiang) feels clear in autumn by the chrysanthemum dream fence, and it is not clear from the clouds accompanying the moon.
it's not because you admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies that you seek Tao Lingmeng after recalling the past. When you go to sleep, you will be broken with the geese, and you will be annoyed when you are surprised.
when you wake up, you can complain to whom, and the grass is cold and the smoke is infinite. Where is Lin Daiyu's immortal garden built? The fairyland is different from the world of mortals. Thanks to the beautiful mountains and rivers, the scenery is new. The flowers are fragrant and golden valley wine, and the people in Yutang are charming. He Xing invited the favor, and the palace car passed by frequently. Dai Daiyu wrote that the apricot curtain was in sight to attract guests to drink, and there was a mountain villa in sight. There were water for the geese and water for the swallows in Sang Yu. A bed of spring leeks was green and ten miles of rice was in sight. Practice South China > Don't regret your ignorance, but blame others for your ugly words! Daiyu's weeping flowers and her soul are silent, and there is nothing to be surprised about. The weeping flowers and her poems are beautiful and beautiful, and she walks out of the embroidered boudoir alone, whimpering, and the birds are flying all over the place. Lin Daiyu's question about Pa San's one eye is empty, and the tears are empty, but for whom? It's not sad to give a gift to a ruler. Secondly, throwing pearls and rolling jade only steals the leisure of the town, and it is difficult to wipe off the sleeves on the pillow, leaving him with spots and stains. Thirdly, the three-color line is difficult to collect pearls on the surface, and the old traces of Xiangjiang River are blurred. There are also thousands of bamboo poles in front of the window, and there are no traces of incense. There are four chapters in Qin Qu------------Lin Daiyu's wind is rustling and the autumn air is deep, and the beauty is so far away that she ponders alone. Looking at her hometown, she leans on the railing and tears her face. The mountains are far away and the water is long, and the moonlight shines on the porch window. She is so sleepy that the milky way is dim, and the Luo shirt is timid and the wind is cool. What happened to her son is not free, and she is so worried about it. The hairspring is soft and the spring tree floats, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain.
My daughter in the boudoir misses the twilight of spring, and she is full of sadness. She hoes the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with her hands, and endures the falling flowers again and again? Willows and elms are from wheatgrass, regardless of peach floating with Li Fei. Peaches and plums can be sent again next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? At the beginning of March, the fragrant nest was built, and the swallow between the beams was too ruthless.
Although flowers and hair can be pecked next year, no one can go to the empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind and the sword are pressing hard.
when bright and fresh research can be done, it is hard to find once it is drifting. Bloom is easy to see but hard to find, and he is worried about killing the flower burial man.
tears are spilled in the dark by leaning on the flower hoe alone, and blood stains can be seen on the upper branches. The cuckoo was speechless at dusk, and the lotus hoe went back to cover the heavy door. The blue lamp went to sleep according to the wall, and thewindow was not warm.
Blame depends on the bottom, which is half pity and half annoyance: pity suddenly turns to annoyance, and even silence turns to silence. Sad songs were sent outside the court last night, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul? The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words.
I wish to have wings under the threat and fly to the end of the sky with the flowers. At the end of the day, where is the fragrant hill? If you don't have a trick, a cup of pure land will cover up the wind.
it's better to be clean and clean than to be trapped in a ditch. I'm going to die and be buried, but when will I die? The man who buried the flowers today laughs, but who is he buried in? Let's see that the residual flowers in spring are gradually falling, which is when the beauty dies of old age.
in no sad songs for me, flowers fall and people die, and two flowers fail. Daiyu's poems are half-rolled, and the door is half-covered, and the ice is ground into earth and jade as a basin. Stealing a pear is three cents, and borrowing a plum blossom is a soul.
In the Moon Cave, the immortals sew, and in autumn, the women in always in my heart wipe the crying marks. Who is shy and silent? I am tired of leaning on the west wind night.
2. A sad poem in a Dream of Red Mansions
Stealing a pear core for three minutes, and borrowing a wisp of plum blossom soul. (Ode to Bai Haitang by Dai Yu)
Every other seat is fragrant in three ways, and a book-thrower is opposite to an autumn. (For Chrysanthemum by Xiangyun)
The short temples are cold with three ways of dew, and the kudzu incense is stained with nine autumn cream. (Tanchun) (Daiyu's "Ask Chrysanthemum")
There is no latitude and longitude in the road ahead, and the skin is dark and yellow in the spring and autumn. (Baochai's "Eating Crabs")
Crossing the crane shadow in the cold pond, Leng Yue buries the soul of poetry. (Daiyu+Xiangyun's "Autumn and Evening Couplet in the Three Five Years")
There is no pity for the flowers and flowers flying all over the sky, and the red fragrance disappears. (Daiyu's Poem of Burying Flowers)
Clean the essence, and don't let it sink into ditches. (Daiyu's Poem of Burying Flowers)
Once a beautiful woman is old in spring, it's hard to know whether a flower falls or someone dies. (Daiyu's Poem of Burying Flowers)
But there is nothing about love in A Dream of Red Mansions.
There are others: once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber.
people who are sold in Iraq are haggard, and their clothes are getting wider and wider, but they never regret it.
though I have for my body no wings like those of the bright-coloured phoenix, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn.
the white dew is frost, and the so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
ten years of life and death are boundless, and you will never forget it without thinking about it.
they are all very vulgar, but they are very classic
3. What is the saddest poem of Lin Daiyu in a Dream of Red Mansions
Lin Daiyu's funeral speech is full of flowers and flowers, and who has pity when the red disappears and the fragrance breaks? The hairspring is soft and the spring tree floats, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain.
My daughter in the boudoir misses the twilight of spring, and she is full of sadness. She hoes the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with her hands, and endures the falling flowers again and again? Willows and elms are from wheatgrass, regardless of peach floating with Li Fei. Peaches and plums can be sent again next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? At the beginning of March, the fragrant nest was built, and the swallow between the beams was too ruthless.
Although flowers and hair can be pecked next year, no one can go to the empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind and the sword are pressing hard.
when bright and fresh research can be done, it is hard to find once it is drifting. Bloom is easy to see but hard to find, and he is worried about killing the flower burial man.
tears are spilled in the dark by leaning on the flower hoe alone, and blood stains can be seen on the upper branches. The cuckoo was speechless at dusk, and the lotus hoe went back to cover the heavy door. The blue lamp went to sleep according to the wall, and thewindow was not warm.
Blame depends on the bottom, which is half pity and half annoyance: pity suddenly turns to annoyance, and even silence turns to silence. Sad songs were sent outside the court last night, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul? The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words.
I wish to have wings under the threat and fly to the end of the sky with the flowers. At the end of the day, where is the fragrant hill? If you don't have a trick, a cup of pure land will cover up the wind.
it's better to be clean and clean than to be trapped in a ditch. I'm going to die and be buried, but when will I die? The man who buried the flowers today laughs, but who is he buried in? Let's see that the residual flowers in spring are gradually falling, which is when the beauty dies of old age.
no sad songs for me, flowers fall and people die.
4. which poems written by Lin Daiyu are sad
Daiyu silently thought, "I don't know what else is good for me to choose." As he reached for one, he saw a hibiscus painted on it, with the words "the wind reveals the sorrow". There was an old poem on it, saying:
Don't blame the east wind.
Note: "Drink a cup for yourself, and peony will accompany you." Everyone laughed and said, "This is great. Except for him, others are not worthy of being hibiscus. " Daiyu also smiled to herself.
Don't complain about the east wind. (Don't complain about the east wind or lament your bad fate.) Then look at the last sentence of Tanchun's judgment [A thousand miles east wind is a dream away] and the last sentence of Tanchun's kite riddle [Don't complain about leaving the east wind]
Until finally, Cao Xueqin explained the answer in the seventieth chapter of Lin Daiyu's Rebuilding the Peach Blossom Society and Shi Xiangyun's accidentally filling catkin words: Look at Daiyu's. Marry Dong Fengchun regardless, go by yourself, and endure stay for a long time. ], Baochai's "Linjiang Fairy" begins and ends with [Bai Yutang danced in the spring before, and the east wind rolled evenly] [Good wind frequency helped me to go to Qingyun! ]
The author has repeatedly set an ambush on the east wind: East wind, what wind? Tanchun and Daiyu are sad because of it; Baochai is happy about it?
5. Sad poems or words, preferably by Nalan or Lin Daiyu, thank you.
There is a yellow sand, and there is no love everywhere. When you cry, you will win a deeper cry. If you are alive or dead, you will have a good life. No one knows it, so there is no such sound in your hometown.
Golden Melody-A Gift to Fen Liang
De is also crazy and sneers at it. Think about it, repent from the beginning, only more, more words can no longer be remembered. But there is a parting cloud: "I wish I could hate the sky and the moon, and everything is sad."
water dragons-a picture of Moon Hee
You should know that celebrities are beautiful. The west wind blows the old Dan maple.
Butterfly Lovers
Hard work is the most pity for the sky and the moon. You don't believe me, the eyebrows are rumored, and the ancient and modern are the same taboos. Suddenly, the ice cliffs turn to stones, and the horses come and go frequently, which is shocking and shaking, reducing the fragrance of Xunyi yesterday. It's really helpless, the sound of Qian is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum is recorded. Before the setting sun, the gambling books will be fragrant with tea, and the emotions will still hurt. I want to plan ahead. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where do you find the clouds in your dreams?
Huanxisha
No one is pitiful when the Tao is wandering, and the evening is like a ring, and the evening is decided (by changing jade), but the Tao is so changeable that people's hearts are changeable.
When the Lishan dialect is over, there will be no complaints after the bell rings in tears. How lucky is it to be a lucky man, who wishes to
Huan Xisha
who cares about the west wind and is cool alone. When it comes to heaven, a few lines of tears in the countryside are answered like rain. I don't know how long my life is, but I still have no owner. Strange people are blessed, and God pays them. Heartbroken people have been gone for years, but their dreams of breaking their hometown have failed, and they still have to go to Lang Yuan year after year. If life is a dream.
Qin Yuanchun
Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in a dream was wearing light makeup and plain clothes, holding her hand and choking. If it is like a full moon, it is not allowed to look at it.
looking for the blue sky again, the old tour season is so beautiful.
*** You must be intoxicated this night, but you are not serious. How can you forget it when you are low? Remember when the embroidered couch is idle, and blow red rain, wipe away the hero's tears, and the evil wind blows away. Wan Li's hometown, Yingying, can't be painted with sadness.
don't be too specific. You wake up early in the middle of the night, and you wake up early in the morning. It's even more important to dream. What's the matter with the autumn wind and sadness?
Nanxiangzi-Inscription for Forgetting a Woman
Tears are more silent, and it's a thousand lights in the middle of the night. Who will have this intention?
If you don't believe in the Tao, you will become bosom friends. The remains are there. The ruler is heavy and the jade is beautiful for thousands of years; In the curved place of the carved aperture, the same place depends on the setting sun, and the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, the sorrow has not stopped, and the spring bush recognizes the amphibious butterfly
Mulan Ci
If life is just like the first time. Tiema Jinge, Qingcheng Dusk Road. I am deeply in love. Deep autumn rain shines in the mountains.
Qin Yuanchun
Looking at the Yinshan Mountain, I was fascinated and looked forward to it. " I don't know why I got this because I didn't write a poem. After I felt it, I felt blessed, dusty in Beijing, well-dressed, and the moon was like water. Waiting to change is a pity. Broken leaf city is barren, and the clouds are far away.
it's easy to die without that fate.
it rains only when it is faint red. Wander for a long time.
recent love flowers-a plug
there is no definite evidence of ancient mountains and rivers. In the sound of painting the horn, except in the dream, I am bound to the Yuguan side. I don't see you. Yeah, yellow sand and white grass.
jiangchengzi-ode to history
the total pressure peak of wet clouds is low, and the shadows are gloomy and suspicious. It's not fog or smoke, and I don't care about the snow and ice, but I regret my fickle feelings in the past. At that time, I only said that it was ordinary, so you must remember it; Sell rotten grass, and your bones are empty. Occasionally, looking back to the west wind. And let him, snow one more. Young people are not old when they sing, and there is wine but Zhao Zhou soil. Dreams are hard to stay, but poems can't continue.
Being drunk makes Mo Jing sleep heavily, and he lingers in silence. Seeing a few clusters of Qingfeng, I went to the genius ruler, only the spirit soared and the water took a ride. Live up to the longing for love, walk alone and sing alone.
recently, I'm afraid to talk about what happened in those days, and I've got a little frost and premature aging.
in the past, there were countless grievances. Curtin sounded absolutely, and the four strings were broken.
picking mulberry seeds
The bright moon is affectionate to Ying Xiao Wo, laughing at me now, and it thunders.
the poor side is self-sufficient in autumn. Why bother? I hate it all my life. Only desolate, moth eyebrows buried, a few soft green and smoke, the dust is not broken; Spring flowers and autumn leaves.
couples who are fleeting and unlucky. It is cold and fat. There are thousands of robberies in one day.
as soon as the wind changes. It's desolate everywhere. Who can speak? Turning to the river in the north and bucket handle in the south, when the goddess wants to come, she meditates on the past and sets up the setting sun, whimpering leaves, hating all her life and starting from scratch.
It should be a companion of Yao and Taiwan, relying on Danqing to save knowledge. Short hair, fear of knot in his life, cold smoke outside the carving, generally easy to miss the sad director < P > a trip to the mountain