1, the fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever; Drunk shadows, fog, clouds and eternal sadness
2. What a sad sentence; Slow voice, search and search.
3, boring; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
4, gentle and sad inside; Lonely boudoir with red lips
5. There is no good dream with deep sorrow; Li Qing, Hua Lian
6, unlike Sun Shou's frown; Dolly Xiao Lou Han
7. It seems that I have been worried for the rest of my life; Dolly Xiao Lou Han
8. New troubles; Memories of playing the flute on Phoenix TV, fragrant and cold, Jin Mei.
9, blowing deep sorrow; Man Ting Xiao Fang Pavilion Zangchun
10, no worries; Nian nu jiao wa yuan
1 1, smoking through a thousand miles of dreams; Spread happy sand and rub gold.
12, worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening; Add words to pick mulberry seeds. Who planted banana trees in front of the window?
13, unable to move, preoccupied; Wulingchun, the wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have run out.
14, earthly, thick; Carnivores in the grass
15, the past is sad when I wake up; Carnivore Paradise and Qiu Guang
16, two idle worries; Autumn plum, lotus root, fragrant jade and mushroom
17, boring; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
18, two idle worries; Prune/cut plums
19, holding deep sorrow alone without a good dream; Butterfly flowers, warm weather, sunny weather, first freezing.
20, the right world, the sky is thick; Carnivores in the grass
2 1, leisure is like a month; Disordered name
22, smoked through a thousand miles of dreams; Spread Huanxisha/Shanhuazi
2. Li Qingzhao's typical poem Wuling Chun, which describes sadness.
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.
A slow voice
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late and urgent! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. 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? Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence?
Lonely goose
The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, endless, and there is no good mind.
Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water.
The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears.
Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou?
A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
I want to know some poems about Li Qingzhao's sadness.
Looking for it,
Cold and clear,
Sad and sad.
When the temperature was warm and cold that day,
This is the most difficult to arouse interest.
Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
Why did you object to him, coming late and rushing?
Wild goose crossing also,
Is sad,
We're old acquaintances.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.
Haggard and hurt,
Who can pick it now?
Look at the window,
How can you be black alone?
The Indus River is drizzling,
At dusk, little by little.
This time,
What a sad sentence!
4. Li Qingzhao's sad words broke through Huanxisha, gold and cut into layers of jasper leaves.
The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough.
Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear.
Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his 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. In the southern song, the stars turn and the curtain on earth hangs.
Liangsheng's pillow was covered with tears. He took off his clothes and asked, What is night? The emerald lotus is small, and the golden lotus root leaves are thin. Old weather and old clothes, only feel different, hometown! Complain about the boundless wind on the Sun Lake, the autumn dusk, and the red fragrance.
Water, mountains and mountains are close to each other, inexhaustible, and infinite. Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants.
Sleeping in Sha Ou, the heron doesn't look back, but it seems to hate it. When people return home early, they cut plums, lotus roots and fragrant jade. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Man Fang Ting Pavilion hides spring, idle windows sell the sun, and the painting hall is infinitely deep. The seal is burnt out, and the shadow falls on the curtain hook.
It is better to plant Jiang Mei by hand, so why go upstairs in the water? No one is here, lonely as he Xun is in Yangzhou. Never, like rhyme, embarrassing rain, unbearable wind. Whose flute blows out deep sadness? If you don't hate the fragrance, you can't leave the canal to sweep the trace.
It's hard to say, the window is bright and the moon is light, and it's still romantic. On the phoenix stage, I remembered that the flute was fragrant and cold, and I blushed, so I got up and combed my hair.
Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook. I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything.
New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn. Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times.
Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou. Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.
Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then. The voice is searching slowly, cold and desolate, sad and miserable.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. 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.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence.
Li Houzhu, a poem by Li Qingzhao, said: Asking how much you can have is like a river flowing eastward.
-But since the water is still flowing, Li Yu's "Yu Meiren" raises a glass to allay his worries, even though we cut it with swords. -Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book", the phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao's "Sound Slow" heard that Shuangxi's spring scenery is still good, and he also plans to be a canoe. I am afraid that the Shuangxi grasshopper will not move, and I have many worries. -Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring" has three white hairs and three thousands of feet, and the fate is like a long time.
-Li Bai's Song of Qiu Puge flies freely like a dream, and endless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha" dream, Zhu Yan in the mirror has changed.
Spring goes and spring comes, and there are thousands of worries like the sea. -Qin Guan's "Thousand Years" is drifting away, like water and spring water.
-Ouyang Xiu's "A Journey to Shakespeare" leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain" leans against a dangerous building, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
-Yan Shu's "Near Flowers" But I looked at my hometown, and it was getting dark and I saw a layer of sad fog on the river waves. Cui Hao.
6. Li Qingzhao's melancholy and weighty word "Wuling Chun" by Li Qingzhao
The wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have come out.
Tired of combing my hair at night.
Things are people, not everything,
Tears flow first when you want to talk.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good.
I also plan to canoe Pan.
I'm afraid of Shuangxi's boat,
Can't move, a lot on my mind.
This is a word written by Li Qingzhao when she took refuge in Jinhua. At that time, the country was ruined, her husband was injured, everything was scattered, and she was also displaced and helpless. Therefore, her feelings are very painful.
The first sentence describes what we have seen so far, and the words "the wind stops the smell of dust" express the consequences of a small disaster: the wind destroyed flowers and countless flowers turned red. Flowers are stained with mud, but people still turn to dust when they step on horses, leaving traces, but they smell of dust. These four words are not only implicit, but also expand the capacity, so that the human body can feel the poet's richer and more complicated feelings. The second sentence was written because of what I saw and heard, so I did it. The sun is already high, and my hair has not been combed yet. Although it has the same effect as "getting up and combing your hair" in "Recalling Feng Tai Blowing Xiao", it is all where will you go's sorrow. This is the hate of death, and the scene is extremely different.
Three or four sentences, from implicit to vertical writing, point out all the suffering, and the origin is because things are different. And this change is extensive, remarkable and drastic, and endless pain and sadness are among them. Therefore, the poet summed up his despair with all the rest.
The first two sentences are implicit and the last two sentences are true. Implicit, because this situation has nowhere to sue; The truth rate is that although you know there is nowhere to sue, you still have to sue. So seemingly opposite, they actually complement each other.
The first movie was extremely sad about the scenery and the sad mood, so the next movie started from a distance. Li Qingzhao likes sightseeing very much. Shuangxi is a scenic spot in Jinhua, Zhejiang. She wants to travel to relieve her sadness. But in fact, his pain and sadness are so great that a boating trip can alleviate his pain? Therefore, before swimming, I had expected that I could not bear the heavy ship. The poet's ideas are both novel and true. The next * * * four sentences, the first two sentences open, a turn; After the two sentences are together, it is another round; Instead, the six empty word's are used to convey the spirit. Just imagine that Shuangxi is good in spring, just heard; Going boating was just a "plan", and then "fear" suddenly appeared below, killing the "plan" above. I heard, and I thought about it. What happened? Or sit at home alone and worry.
The writing of this word is novel, natural and appropriate, and there is no suspicion of affectation. Take a boat to carry worries, images are written, and worries are materialized. In terms of layout, the ancients judged it by "sweeping the floor and being born". Sweeping is sweeping, and life is life. Write the end of the previous scene first: the spring scenery has run out, which is caused by wind and fragrance, and it is a profound pain that things are different. The author shows the most moving part here. Due to the limitation of space, lyric poetry can only reflect a representative point or side. In this way, the omitted part can be used as a background to set off the text, thus unexpectedly enhancing the appeal of the text.