Poems about the loss of mood at night 1. Poetry about emotional loss
Poems describing the sense of loss:
1, listening to the horn for no reason, the pillow is red and thin. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, the north wind blows away the snow for three nights"
2. The crow flies away at dusk, and a flower shadow sends it to dusk. -Brahmanism in Xia Wanchun, spring night.
3. Red-violet is too drunk for Bai Niao to speak. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Goose Lake is Ill"
4. Cherish Zhu Yan in the scenery, and lean on dusk alone. -Li Yu's Twelve Brothers of Ruan Langgui and Zheng Wang
5. Fangfei shoes. The garden is broken and sad. -Xiang Ziyin "Qin Louyue Fangfei Evil"
2. A sad and lost mood statement at night
When night comes, I can't see myself clearly and I can't see the direction clearly, but the road is endless. Where should I go? The long-simmering past suddenly reminded me. Will be inexplicably sad, perhaps, more lost and embarrassed. Every step, there is too much sadness. I don't remember when I lost my smile and my complicated thoughts. I no longer pray for a bright tomorrow. Is it fate? I never believed in fate, but I walked so far proudly that I suddenly looked back and found it was so unbearable. At this moment, I buried my head and bowed my head to accept the verdict of fate.
The night is deep and quiet! Quiet can only hear your own breathing and heartbreaking voice! Tossing and turning is hard to sleep. Who is this idea because of? A casual remark or a small misunderstanding, but
Why do I care so much? My heart hurts. .
When you didn't walk into my heart, every time I heard the words written in some songs, they were so ridiculous and difficult to understand. But now I finally understand. I understand the feeling of pain. .. it turns out that it can really make people breathe hard. I understand that missing is a taste. . It turns out that it can really make people toss and turn.
..... In this faint years, fingers are fleeting.
The night is quiet and deep.
1At the end of October, I was still wandering in sad words.
At the end of October, the air was filled with sadness.
If a person spends too long, he likes to enjoy loneliness and read the loneliness at night.
On such a silent night,
Quietly listening to this stirring music, over and over again, like being poisoned and hopeless. ...
Like a person, stay alone quietly, and don't want to talk to anyone.
Listen to a tune, drink a cup of boiled water and hold a notebook. Occasionally with the closest XXXX, sometimes relatively speechless.
Honey, I've always been lonely. Loneliness has become a habit.
Shallow loneliness, faint feelings. This habit has followed me for many years.
I've always been happy to be in this riot,
A gloomy society can still have a simple heart, a soft, kind and grateful heart.
Accept it if you are satisfied! !
3. What poems describe "emotional loss"?
I spent the autumn on the Xiaoxiao River and did a lot of worries. -He Zhu's "Eye-catching, Mix Jiang Shangdi Huaqiu"
A poet can be heartless in thought, but he got nothing in those days. -Li Qingzhao's "Partridge and Sweet Osmanthus"
Just after Qingming Festival, I gradually feel the pain in the Spring Festival Evening. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"
1, listening to the horn for no reason, the pillow is red and thin. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, the north wind blows away the snow for three nights"
2. The crow flies away at dusk, and a flower shadow sends it to dusk. -Brahmanism in Xia Wanchun, spring night.
3. Red-violet is too drunk for Bai Niao to speak. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Goose Lake is Ill"
4. Cherish Zhu Yan in the scenery, and lean on dusk alone. -Li Yu's Twelve Brothers of Ruan Langgui and Zheng Wang
5. Fangfei shoes. The garden is broken and sad. -Xiang Ziyin "Qin Louyue Fangfei Evil"
6, tears do the riverside, endless and sad. -Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liu Yang Strong Alcohol Meat"
7, wax tears anger the east wind, the old sleep is new. -Nalan Xingde's "The Whip Shadow Falling on the Spring Dike"
8, lock away from sorrow, endless, unfamiliar when you come. -Han Zhen's "Feng Xiao Yin, Lock and Stay Sorrow"
9, the beauty squatted on the lantern, tears leaning on Yao Se. -Zhu Dunru's "Good things are as fine as dust in the near spring rain"
10, Haiyan will mow grass in the future, and Jiang Mei has passed willow cotton. Wet the swing at dusk. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Dandang Spring Cold Food Day"
1 1, I'm worried about the return of spring, which is even more absent. -The article "Zhu Yingtai is near, chop cockroaches"
12, reading Lantang red candle, the heart is long and the flame is short, and people cry. -Yan Shu's "Shake Qiu Ting, don't report thousands of miles"
13, Jade Tragedy Flower Sorrow Out of Fengcheng, Downstairs of Furong. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Day, Love
14, immediately drop your soul suit and cry. Every one, for Gunter. -Cheng Gai's "Cold Acacia Moon Hanging Frost Cold Forest"
15, the moon is only a few feet away from the curtain, and the black magpie is white. -Song Wan's "Die Hua Lian Lu Yue Huairen"
4. Seek poems lost on a cold night, or sad ones.
After the cold farewell, the two should be the same, and the most difficult thing is the mid-month feud.
This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony?
Walking leisurely in the night pavilion, at first sight of Qingming, gradually feeling the injury of spring dusk; Counting the sound of rain and wind, hazy moonlight clouds come and go.
Peach and plum in the darkness of spring, who is on the swing, whispering and smiling. There are thousands of hearts in Qian Qian, and there is no arrangement in the world
A cloud, a jade shuttle, a thin shirt and a pair of snails.
There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild. There are three bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long.
5. Poems describing the sense of loss
Qiubomei
Song luyou
On the evening of July 16, climb the Happy Pavilion and see Nanshan in Chang 'an.
Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, and the peaceful bonfire lit the bonfire. Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure!
Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon? The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.
Appreciation of imperial army recovering both sides of the Yellow River
original text
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! ,
At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. ,
However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
Sing my songs loudly, drink my wine,
In the green spring, I began to go home.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain,
Come from the south, then go north-to my own town! .
6. Poetry expressing lost feelings
Falling flowers deliberately drift with the tide,
Running water has no intention of falling flowers.
I can't do anything, but I feel familiar with Yan's return, and a person is wandering in the small garden.
It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
Hualin withered the spring red and hurried, but the tide came cold and the rain came late.
I compare my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.
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.
Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
Destiny meets, no chance to meet, the ends of the earth, I hope to remember each other; I was lucky enough to know each other, but I was not together. Things have changed, the bright moon is in the sky, and it will last forever.
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