Please ask for one or two poems about extreme sadness or despair about life.
Du Fu's "Deng Gao": "Thousands of miles away, sad autumn is always a guest, and a hundred years of illness makes the stage alone."
Liu Yong's "Yulin Ring": "Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing. The Qingqiu Festival is neglected. "
Tang Dynasty Qian Qi's "Inscription on Su Gonglin Pavilion": "In the sound of autumn leaves, thousands of homes are falling."
What a sad autumn! The grass and trees are swaying and decaying, and I feel as if I'm traveling far away. I'm climbing a mountain and facing the water to see off the generals returning to the Warring States Period. Song Yu's "Nine Bian"
The fallen leaves are flying and the flowers are falling to the ground, and tears are falling in the sky. Flow
Life is full of love and infatuation, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon
When will the end of time last forever, this hatred will last forever
When will all kinds of drunkenness end? ?
Where can I leave the ever-changing soft intestine?
After ten years of burying flowers and grinding away dust,
Who will relieve my sorrow once I wake up from the dream? -- Piao Piao Ye'er - Probation Level 1
The missing moon hanging on the sparse tung trees reveals the first tranquility of the people.
I only see secluded people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.
A magpie looks back when startled, but no one can forgive her for her hatred.
Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold. < /p>
Li Yi went up to Ruzhou City Tower
At dusk, the sound of drums and horns looked like Bianzhou. He went up to this tower thirty years ago.
Today, the mountains and cities are weeping, and the sadness is not just a sad autumn. Poems and poems about broken love, sadness and despair
Language of Flowers
I am a lotus girl,
My heart is filled with tears like rain.
If you see lotus tears,
Do you know how painful lotus flowers are?
I am a lotus girl,
I am just in love with you.
I will sing for you tonight,
Every sentence is a sad song.
I am a lotus girl,
I dance for you day and night.
How many things have you seen in the world?
The only bosom friends are you and me.
I am a lotus girl,
I am a poet couple with you in my dream.
I hope that there are lovers in the world,
one day we will get married.
I am a lotus girl,
Please remember this with your heart.
On the day when the lotuses bloom next year,
they will bring my blessings.
Writing Emotions
The water-patterned silk quilt makes me think about it for a long time, and the good times of a thousand miles will rest overnight.
From now on, I have no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.
Nalan Ci
If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan;
It is easy to change the heart of the old, but the heart of the old is easy to change;
Lishan’s words have passed through the midnight, and the tears and rain have lingered in the end without complaint;
How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day!
Autumn Wind Ci
The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright;
The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again;
Love each other. I know what day it is, this night is so embarrassing;
Entering my lovesickness gate, knowing how painful my lovesickness is;
Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness comes endlessly;
If I had known that it would be such a troubling thing, I would never have known each other in the first place.
The fourth poem of "Five Poems on Lisi"
Yuan Zhen
Once the sea was filled with water,
Except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.
Let’s take a look back at Huacong Lazy,
I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Meet each other happily
Li Yu
Silently, I went up to the west building alone,
The moon is like a hook,
The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.
Continuous cutting,
still chaotic,
is the sadness of separation,
separation is the ordinary feeling in the heart. Poems and poems expressing sadness and despair
Han Dynasty Yuefu
When I think about it, it is in the south of the sea. What's the use of asking Yijun, a pair of pearls and a hairpin, and a jade shading to dazzle it.
I heard that you had other intentions, so I destroyed and burned them. Destroy and burn it, and the wind will blow up its ashes.
From now on, don’t miss me again, I miss you forever!
Brothers and sisters-in-law should know when chickens crow and dogs bark.
The concubine is shouting! The autumn wind blows solemnly in the morning, and the east knows it in a moment.
"Poetry of a Resentful Man". "After a farewell, the two places are separated by each other. It is only March and April, but who knows five or six years. There is no heart to play the lyre, the eight-line script cannot be passed down, the nine-melody chain is broken from it, and the gaze of the ten-mile long pavilion is endless. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, I have no choice but to complain to you. I can't finish my words. I sit on the railing for ten days and look at the lonely geese. The moon is full in August and half of July. I hold candles and burn incense to ask the sky.
It’s the dog days of June when everyone shakes fans and I feel chilled. In May, pomegranates are as red as fire, but they are watered by cold rain. In April, the loquats are not yet yellow, and I want to look in the mirror and feel confused. In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March; they drift in pieces, and the kite string breaks in February. Hey, Lang, Lang, I wish I could have you as a girl and me as a boy in the next life. "
Baitou Yin
Author: Zhuo Wenjun
It is as white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds.
I heard that you have two I want to come here to fight.
Today's drinking party, Mingdan ditch water head
The ditch water flows from east to west. It's so miserable that you don't need to cry when you get married.
If you want to win the heart of the same person, we will never be apart until we grow old together.
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Why are the bamboo poles curling, and the fish tails are so sloppy!
A man cares about his spirit, why use a knife?
Li Qingzhao, who speaks slowly
Searching and searching, it’s deserted and miserable.
It’s the hardest time to take a breath when it’s warm and cold.
How can three glasses of light wine defeat him?
The wild geese are passing by, but it is an old acquaintance.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Who can bear it now?
Watching the window, it’s so dark when you’re alone!
The sycamore trees are drizzling, and it’s raining every now and then.
How can I be so sad this time? Poems expressing despair
As time goes by, this hatred lasts forever. -Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
The sycamore tree, the rain in the middle of the night, is full of bitterness. , a sound drips from the empty steps to the sky. Wen Tingyun's "Third of Three Gengluozi Poems"
Throughout the years, it should be a good time and a good place. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell me. - Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling"
This feeling can be recalled, but it was already lost at the time - Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" Poems about despair
1. Thousand-year tune, once. In the sky, there is only the ashes of paper money, blown by the evening wind, all the blood of Shu cuckoos, in the smoke trees, a spring dream that cannot be recalled.
2. My dear, if I could turn back time, I would still be the same as before. Go love you
3. Why do I feel heartbroken again and again, but I still want to continue without repentance, but I am not willing to give in, and I become so greedy
4. I love you. You are just as determined as you don’t love me.
5. I am too clumsy to dodge in time, so I can see my happiness being deprived of me.
6. I don’t want more. It's your smile
7. When people remember each other at dusk in the courtyard, the tears turn into red blood. 8. Can everything continue after the breaking point? p> 9. Love is like a gossamer, and people are like flying catkins. The teardrops are hanging in the air, and there are thousands of willows hanging down by the stream. The geese pass by the setting sun, and the grass is lost in the smoke. There are countless sorrows. Don't think about how you will survive tonight tomorrow.
10. If a glass of love-forgetting water can change your life without sadness, I will still be reluctant to bear it. , reluctant to forget everything about you.,.
11. Three cups and two glasses of light wine are no match for him. The wind comes late and the wind blows.
12. No matter how much you deceive me. I will never leave you
13. Light! If you really exist, please illuminate the corners of my heart to dispel the lingering sadness.
14. The black sky exudes a strange atmosphere. The air is filled with a feeling of depression. .That feeling is suffocating. 15. Living in a gray world. Although it is monotonous, you will not feel disappointed or sad.
16. The world is thin and human beings are evil. When the rain comes and the evening comes, the flowers will fall easily. . The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears.
17. I am too persistent. Let’s see what is right and wrong.
18. Thinking of you makes people grow old, and the years are suddenly too late. Don’t abandon the silk, don’t return to the road, and work hard to make more food.
19. There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why bother looking for it around you?
What are the poems that express a person's sadness and despair?
The survivors shed tears in the dust and looked south to Master Wang for another year.
Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
As soon as the waiting door entered, it was as deep as the sea. From then on, Xiao Yuan was a passerby.
When he left the temple in panic, the temple was still playing farewell songs.
The last two parts are desolate, and the most overwhelming thing is the moonlight.
People's affection has become less affectionate, and now I really regret it. When I look back at the heartbroken place, I shed no tears.
Listen to the broken string and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
Being ruthless is not as painful as being sentimental. One inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.
Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
When will spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I asked you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and look south to see Wang Shi for another year. Lu You's autumn night will bring dawn to the door and Yingliang has a feeling
Feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating the other birds and frightening them Du Fu's "Spring View" Looking for an extremely bold poem or an extremely graceful poem
Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia (Su Shi) The great river goes eastward, and the waves are swept away, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. Therefore, on the west side of the fortress, the human path is: Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time. I recall Gong Jin’s time when Xiao Qiao was married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the rafts and oars disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon. Ding Feng Bo It rained on Shahu Road on March 7th. The rain gear went first, and everyone in the group was in a panic, but I didn't realize it. It's already clear, so I wrote this word. Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place, when I return, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine. Jiang Chengzi (Dream recorded on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao) Ten years of life and death are uncertain. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines. Shui Tiao Ge Tou When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan. Po Zhenzi (Xin Qiji) When I was drunk, I read the sword by burning the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company. Eight hundred miles away, the troops under his command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning outside the Great Wall, and the troops on the battlefield being ordered in autumn. The horse moves very fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain! The river is red (Yue Fei) is angry and leaning against the railing, and the misty rain has stopped. Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray, and he will be filled with sorrow. The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long car to break through the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to clean up the old mountains and rivers from scratch, facing the sky. Poems describing despair for the one you love
I heard that you had other intentions, so I pulled them together, destroyed them and burned them.
Destroy and burn it, and the wind will scatter its ashes.
From now on, don’t miss me again, I miss you forever! ——Han Yuefu "Thinking"