Poetry about helplessness

1. Poem about helplessness: Huanxisha (Five Dynasties) Feng Yansi arrived in the Qing Dynasty in spring, and the willow color was yellow, and a red apricot came out of the low wall, and the warbler window people didn't dress up. Embroidered curtains have already said goodbye to dreams, and jade stoves are empty and lonely. The sun grows in the boudoir. Several singers bowed to Li Bai (Tang Dynasty), but the poem was very long. Jade is not as self-evident as peaches and plums. Liancheng Bai Bi was slandered. Jingshan trombone wept blood, and loyal ministers died as ghosts. Listening to the song, I know that I am a good friend and a little wife. Qin Mu's five sheepskins were bought to death. When he washed Qingyun, he was worthless. He sang and drummed a knife, and the tiger became a river. He caught Liuhe at once, but today people send Hong Fei with their eyes. "Two Songs of Geisha" Li Shangyin (Tang Dynasty) is a watery girl with a jade chain. When she arrives in Cai Cheng, she will not break her face in case of danger. The red cherry contains snow, and the heartbroken voice sings Yang Guan. One day, there was nothing to miss, and the wild city passed by in the clear night. He only knows that spring is thin, but he is not alone. Li Shangyin's thatched cottage means to carry cigarettes and carrots. There are many poria cocos under the roots of Bisong. I listened to Liu Yong's "The Phoenix Pillow and the Phoenix Curtain in the Horse". After two or three years, we met like fish. The weather was fine, the scenery was deep and loving, and I did my best. But I am arrogant and terrible. I have nothing to do, so I can't bear to be separated. Now I am drifting away, and I feel very sorry. I'm sending it away. It's hard to be like that. Linjiang Xian led his third Liu Yong to paint Ge, the soup sculls, the arrow flies with the waves, and the rainbow lies across the bank. □ (Take off the word) How to break the autumn face. He suspected that Narcissus swam across and met Beppe. The mist gradually faded, and his waist could no longer spread his charm and carelessness. Ling Bo became an old hatred. Who is more surprised? If you want to charm your soul, you can lock the Yao Palace tightly by writing a letter. tourist The wet clouds chilled the rain. My heart is broken, which should be sad tears in autumn. There are many tears for the guests, but I can't help it when I go back. Qin Guan (Song Dynasty), eight sons, leaned against the dangerous pavilion, hated grass, and the shovel still existed. After bidding farewell to the willow, I was in a daze when the water was red. Heaven and earth have no cause. The oriole called several times. Qing Guan, a romantic son, visited the old Cangzhou when the years changed. He saw the plum blossom spit out the old English, the willow shook the new green, and the spring scenery was annoyed, and the branches were still on the tree. Heart chaos, dark clouds in the north, long water in the east. The sun rose halfway up the mountain, with smoke on both sides. I played several flutes and scratched a leaf. Green door hand in hand. I'm afraid of people's worries. Su Shi (Song Dynasty) wanted to know how old he was, but he seemed to have gone to the valley. The scale is half off. Who will cover it? Although the situation wants to tie his tail, he knows what to do hard. Children can't sleep and play together at night. If he doesn't sing (and birds) in the morning, he is even more afraid of adding to his life. Sit for a long time and watch the big dipper tilt. Next year will be a year. I want to seek medical treatment, just like a wave of stone hides a white land. Zhao Zi is a heavy drinker, drinking 108000 cups a year. If I don't get you into the business early, yellow dust will be born in the East China Sea. My political decline was wrong. I admire you as beautiful as an autumn bird. I'm sorry. I drank wine today and made a promise to you. Xin Qiji (Song Dynasty), the tallest building, belongs to the middle of Fujian, and I miss home. Up to now, if you don't drink, why do you hate me? If you drink too much, why do you feel uncomfortable? If you dance, try to fall again. Go home early, there is a confidant outside the running water. What can you do if Qin (farmer) Xin Qiji forgets his cup and his pen and poem? Look at that. Qingzhupo Who cut down the cragginess in the long pine tree? Laughing wild people always come to cultivate grass on the mountain. Just because there are fish and birds, it is natural to enjoy yourself. Not romantic, there are many places to relax. The spring grass is deep, the beauty withers, and the blue waves solo. Wandering for a long time, asking who the world looks like, Lao Tzu is dancing. Too often quoted (Jiankang Mid-Autumn Festival is Lu) overlooking the mountains and rivers, I danced in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer. Bodhisattva said (seeing Zheng Shouhouqing off to the imperial palace) Xin Qiji sent you straight to the Golden Hall. I am very Sanqiu to know that we will meet soon. I'm afraid I won't be free. I will definitely stay in the middle. My white hair will decrease. What can I do now?

2. There are five poems about helplessness in the mountains (see this episode for a poem entitled "Mountain").

Year: Tang Author: Li photo

But the leaves are falling and covered with rotten grass.

When you are sick, you can't sweep away.

Anyone who wants to visit the clouds is fascinated by mountain roads.

It has nothing to do with the river, and the stone rings at night.

The sparse Woods are scattered with golden water drops through the oblique moon.

If you want to visit people at the bottom of the river, the road is poor and the water is blue.

But Ding and Tiosori.

Chai Men wind and rain, thousands of times.

If you want to know the old, the weak and the sick, Lai Qu will eventually disperse.

Helpless plum blossoms, full of rocks as light as snow.

Spring breeze never comes, it brings surprises to the season alone.

I want to see "Melancholy Heart" and "Flowers of Last Month".

Traveling in Wuyi, singing songs is the third of ten poems.

Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji

The jade girl sings in front of the mountain, and the smoke bun moves clear waves.

Tourists go to Fenglin at night, and the moon is full of empty mountains.

Long song line/long song line

Year: Tang Author: Changling Wang

In the wilderness, Hantai survived and wormwood roared.

Tie the horse to the poplar, but I am in my arms.

People in the same robe are old when they meet.

North of Hanjialing, south of Chang 'an Road.

There are dead roots under the tree, and there is a squirrel nest on the tree.

The descendants of Emperor Gao are exhausted, and no one will live for a thousand years.

Baoyu was found frequently, but the elves could do nothing.

Life needs life, and there is wine, Long song.

Haogehang

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

It will never end, last night, today and tomorrow.

Pale hair, sparse teeth, feeling less than 47 years old.

How many years have there been in the fifties? Look in the mirror and be at a loss.

There is no long rope to tie the sky, and there is no big doctor in Zhu Yan.

The situation in Zhu Yan is getting worse. Where is the fame in history?

If you want to stay young and rich, wealth will not be young.

Going back and forth is like a long river, flowing eastward to the sea without reply.

The virtuous, the foolish and the noble all return, and the tomb of Beimang is high and craggy.

In ancient times, I was not alone. I drank and sang before I died.

Yan Hui is short-lived and hungry. I have gained a lot today.

Fame and fortune must be on standby at any time, and you will know what to do if you don't come.

Antique fifteenth

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Yan and Guo Kui.

Huang Jintai was built.

The play Fang Xin Zhao Zhi.

Zou Yan came back together.

How can I help you?

Abandon me like dust.

Zhuyu buys songs and laughs.

Dregs and talents.

I know Huang.

Wandering thousands of miles alone.

3. Describe the helplessness of poetry and meet Li Yu.

The flowers in the forest have withered,

Too hasty,

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears,

Stay drunk,

When does it weigh,

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Banquet garden Bai Juyi

Frequent, elegant and happy trysts,

Fighting and killing people.

With that, I flew for the time being.

Wrinkle your eyebrows.

Helpless, helpless,

Two hearts stay forever.

The young mermaid Feng Yansi.

A parrot with a jade hook and a bent post,

Turn around and stay in spring.

Yunping snubbed the painting gallery,

Thin late spring cold helpless, the wind.

Curtain swallows fly low,

Brush the mirror and dance

I don't know if the moon is bent tonight,

Who leans on it with a concentric knot?

Yuhubai

Martyrs bump into jade pots and cherish their old age.

Three cups of sword dance autumn moon, suddenly singing and crying.

At the beginning of the phoenix, purple mud appeared, and the emperor called it a royal banquet.

Praise the Lord for nine days, stir up red waves and green sages.

Turn the dragon into a dragon and give coral a white jade whip.

The world doesn't know that Dong Fangshuo, the great hidden Golden Gate, is a fallen fairy.

Xi Shi Ying smiled and frowned, and the ugly girl was tired.

Although the king loves moths and eyebrows, there is nothing he can do to kill people in the palace!

Play tricks on Li Yu

The deep courtyard is quiet and the small courtyard is empty.

Intermittent cold anvil intermittent air.

But the night is long and people can't sleep.

Count the moons to the curtain.

He Zhu —— Boxing in Northern Song Dynasty

Light makeup is polymorphic, more beautiful and more frequent.

I know Qin Xin has promised first, and I want to ask for a double belt.

I still remember the painting hall, which was romantic, smiling and helpless.

Facing the sleeping duck stove, in the fragrant screen, I am ashamed to untie the fragrant Luo.

I haven't seen anything since I burned the lamp.

On several occasions, with the profound meaning of Shuang Yan and Ding Ning, we hated the curtain.

When shall we meet again? It's only spring, and people are always bored when they are free.

Tired from sleep, there are flowers in the sky.

There's nothing to do, bloom's flowers fall, and it's like deja vu when Yan returns. Small courtyard incense trail wandering alone.

4. A poem describing two people who can't help being together, looking at the end of the world, the end of the world is not far away, calling for the ends of the earth, sighing that heaven and earth are close at hand and together for no reason. The moon can be used as a mirror tonight, and two hearts know each other. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your yearning. Red bean songs are full of acacia blood and tears, red beans are thrown, and spring flowers are full of paintings, so I can't sleep well. After the wind and rain on the screen window, I can't forget the new worries and old grievances, I can't swallow Jin Lang, and I can't see Hua Rongshou in the mirror. Unexpanded eyebrows leak more, and unexpanded eyebrows leak more, just like a castle peak that can't be covered. Lost his horse? For it? Life and death are rich under the forest, and children become rich. Holding your hand, you can grow old with your son. You are rich, but you don't live. You are lonely, but you don't believe me. Tang Wan's "Hairpin Phoenix" has a thin world and poor human feelings, and it is easy to fall in the rainy evening. The breeze is dry, the tears are residual, and I want to write my heart. People have become different. Today is not yesterday. Sick souls often seem to be thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold and the night was dim, so people dared not ask questions, swallowed their tears and pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix is full of bare hands, yellow rice wine and Liu Dongfeng evil, a palace wall full of spring scenery. She has a thin love, and she has been sad for several years. No, no, no! Spring is as old as ever, people are sparse and empty, and tears are full of eyes. Peach blossoms fall, idle pools and pavilions, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Momomo.