Lonely poems in summer

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. Untitled (Tang Li Shangyin)

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Xue Jiang

Liutang Zongyuan

There are no birds in the mountains,

A thousand roads without footprints.

A boat, a bamboo cloak,

An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.

(hidden head: never lonely) night shift (high fitness)

The cold light of the hotel stays awake alone, why does the guest's heart become sad? My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and the Ming Dynasty is another year. "Youzhou Tower"

Author: Chen Ziang

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.

I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone. Slow voice

Li Qingzhao

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! Thirty-six years old, male Fang Ting.

Shi cheng mo yuan

A thousand words,

Endless stories,

How much I missed in my dream.

As soon as the Ming Dynasty disintegrated,

When shall we meet again?

Push away ten thousand volumes of poetry books,

Under the cold window,

Sigh alone.

Lonely geese fly south with tears in their eyes,

Have you been to the other side?

I hope so,

For 5,000 years,

Things have changed,

The infatuation remains the same.

The vast night sky,

The stars are bright.

There is a blue sky,

Afraid of what?

The seas run dry and the rocks crumble.

You and me,

Forever and ever,

A thousand miles of trouble.