1. Poems about sorrow
"One Cut Plum" by Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn,
Lightly undressing Luo Shang , alone on the orchid boat.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book?
When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this situation.
It’s just a frown, but it’s in the heart.
"Reminiscences of Playing the Xiao on the Phoenix Stage" by Li Qingzhao
The fragrant cold golden thorn,
was turned over by the red waves,
I woke up feeling sleepy Comb your hair.
Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust,
The sun goes up to the curtain hook.
I am afraid of the pain of separation,
There are so many things that I want to talk about but I still have to leave.
Newly thin,
not dry disease wine,
not sad autumn.
Rest,
and go back,
read "Yangguan" thousands of times,
it is difficult to stay.
People who read Wuling are far away,
The smoke locks the Qin Tower.
Only the running water in front of the building,
should miss me and stare at me all day long.
Where you gaze,
Now there is a new sadness,
a new one.
"Drunken Flower Yin" by Li Qingzhao
The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the golden beast is eliminated by the auspicious brain. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
"Huanxi Sand" by Li Qingzhao
The spring scenery is deep in the spare window of the small courtyard, the heavy curtains are not rolled up, and the shadows are heavy. I lean against the building and listen to the Yao Qin speechlessly.
Far from the mountain, it is getting dusk. The gentle wind and rain make it light and overcast, and the pear blossoms are about to wither.
"Red Lips" Li Qingzhao
Lonely in the deep boudoir, there are thousands of sorrows in the soft intestine. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?
Leaning all over the corridor, there is just no emotion. Where are people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back.
"Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao
It rained and the wind blew violently last night, and I couldn't get rid of the remaining wine even after a deep sleep.
When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin. ”
The above two are the same, I hope they can help you! 2. Poems about the word sorrow
Poems describing sorrow 1. The setting sun overlaps the mountains above, and it has not reached leisure sorrow. More than half.
——Zhao Gu 2. Where is the sunset on the Yanbo River? ——Cui Hao 3. The flowers are flying across the swing with tears in their eyes. p>
——Ouyang Xiu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" 4. The young man did not know the feeling of sorrow, so he fell in love with the upper floors. He fell in love with the upper floors, and in order to compose new poems, he forced himself to talk about sorrow. Hugh, but it's a cool day in autumn! ——Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave" 5. Dihuaqiu on the Xiaoxiao River, making me feel sad about leaving.
Half a pole of the sun, two rows of teardrops, a small boat with leaves. ——Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Eye of the Eyes" 6. Please measure the east sea water and see the shallow and deep sorrow
——Li Qi 7. The flowers fall helplessly, and the familiar swallows return, and the fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone. . ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" 8. Willows and crows in the courtyard at dusk, remember that person, and the pear blossoms are folded by the moon
——Chen Liang's "Yu Meiren·The east wind blows with light clouds" 9. Do not be alone. Leaning on the railing, there are endless mountains and rivers. It is easy to see others when they are gone. The flowers fall on the flowing water and the spring is gone.
——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha" 10. I miss you for a long time, but I hate it until I return. ——Bai Juyi's "Long Love" 11. The sorrow of separation is getting farther and farther, and the distance is like spring water.
——Ouyang Xiu's "Traveling on the Sha" 12. The spring tide brings rain late, and there is no boat in the wild. ——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou Xijian" 13. How much leisure and sorrow are there? The city is full of tobacco, and the plums are yellow in the rain.
14. Yu. Thoughts are so painful, and the regrets last longer. The dew stains the Xiang bamboos, and the flowers fall into the plum blossoms.
Sleeping cowardly and dreaming, the people in the backyard are not around, and the moon is rising on the pine trees. Huang.
——Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Sorrow" 15. The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow. ——Qin Guan, "Huanxi Sand" 16. The separation of hatred is like spring grass, and it is more and more beautiful.
——Li Yu 17. The moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in the blue field produces smoke. ——Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" 18. The endless falling trees are rolling down.
——Du Fu's "Ascend the High" 19. Died before leaving the army, the hero's eyes are filled with tears. ——Du Fu's "The Prime Minister of Shu" 20. Ten years of life and death are uncertain, and I will never forget Xiaoxuan Chuang. Dressing up.
Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. ——Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi" 21. Leaning alone in the bright moon
The wine turns into tears of lovesickness.
——Fan Zhongyan 22. To express sorrow in order to compose new words.
——Xin Qiji's "Ugly Nuer·Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall" 23. Avoid sorrow and worry will come again, and the sorrow will be unforgettable. Sitting at night, my heart is burning, and my temples are covered with frost.
If you don’t dream of a young master, you will enter the heart of a traveler. I would like to ask Gao Xuanke, where is the hometown of drunkenness? ——Weizhuang of the Tang Dynasty, "Sorrow" 24. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, one kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
——Li Qingzhao's "One Cut of Plum Blossoms" 25. If you keep cutting and the things are still chaotic, it is the sorrow of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
——Li Yu's "Crying in the Night" 26. The phoenix trees are drizzling more and more, and it is raining bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"! ——Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice" 27. The ancients are not seen in the past, and the newcomers are not seen in the future.
Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness. ——Chen Zi'ang's "Song of Dengyouzhou" 28. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
——Li Qingzhao's "One Cut of Plum Blossoms" 29. If you keep cutting and the things are still chaotic, it is the sorrow of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
——Li Yu's "Happy Meeting" 30. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. ——Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin" 31. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind until the night is west.
——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message" 32. Cutting off the water with a knife, the water will flow again, raising a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to the School Secretary Shu Yun at Xuanzhou Xie Zhen Tower" 33. Don't lean on the fence alone, the world is unlimited.
It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see. ——Li Yu 34. Sitting alone and leaning high in the Mingyue Tower, the wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.
——Fan Zhongyan's "Su Mu Zhe" 35. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation, and its slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn. ——Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 36. The flowers shed tears when they feel the time, and the birds are frightened when they hate each other.
——Du Fu's "Spring Hope" 37. Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow and fall in love with the upper floors. ——Xin Qiji's "Ugly Nuer·Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall" 38. Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
——Su Shi's "Bu Shuzi" 39. Standing in the dangerous building, the breeze is gentle, looking at the sorrow of spring, the sky is gloomy. ——Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 40. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow.
——Li Bai's "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun at Xietiao Tower in Xuanzhou" 41. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight dusk. ——Lin Bu's "Shanyuan Xiaomei Part 1" 42. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it.
——Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 43. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? ——Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal" 44. The pearls shed tears when they return to the king, and they wish they had met before they were married.
——Zhang Ji's "The Chant of a Cherody Woman·A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping" 45. It's dusk in the season, and I'm bored and leaning against the door alone. ——Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man" 46. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
——Li Yu's "Yu Meiren" 47. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, and I plan to go out in a small boat, but I am afraid that the grasshopper boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad. ——Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun" 48. Things are different and people are not the same. Let everything go. If you want to speak, shed tears first.
——Li Qingzhao's "Wulingchun·Spring Festival Gala" 49. I often get sick and drink in front of the flowers every day, and I don't hesitate to wrap my face in the mirror and lose weight. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" 50. The white hair is three thousand feet, and the fate is as long as a person.
——Li Bai's "Qiupu Song" 51. Clear dreams fade away under the sun, but beauty changes in the mirror. Spring is gone, and thousands of sorrows are falling like the sea.
——Qin Guan's "Qianqiu Sui" 52. Only then did I send spring back, and then I sent you back. If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch spring, be sure to stay there.
Wang Guan's "Businessman" 53. The singer's songs are not exhausted, and the worries of others are increasing. The empty branches are made of glazed branches, and the unintentional lanterns are picked up by force.
——Shi Jianwu of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Sorrow Song" 54. How much leisure and sorrow are there? A river of tobacco, the city is filled with wind and catkins, and the plums are yellow and rainy. ——He Zhizhang). 3. Sad poems
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There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart
Don’t go up to a high building and stare into your eyes, the world is far away The fragrant grass is worrying people
Striving to know me, leaning against the railing, I am feeling sad
Forbearing the false reputation, I changed my drink and sang quietly
A piece of spring sadness Waiting for the wine to pour
Idle sorrow is the most painful, stop leaning on the dangerous railing
I am a melancholy guest in the world, I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears
The lonely country is shaking down I'm here, why do you have to go to the end of the world to pity you?
Leaning on the railings, but without emotion! Where are people? The grass is dying all the time, and I can't see the way back
I'm afraid that the boat on the Shuangxi River will not be able to carry it, and there will be many sorrows
I ask you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like the spring water of a river. Flow east
Cutting off the water with a knife, the water will flow again, raising a cup to eliminate sorrow and sorrow
On the most hasty day of farewell to the temple, the church still plays farewell songs and sheds tears to the palace maid
p>My clothes are getting wider and I don’t regret it anymore, I feel haggard because of Yixiao
The phoenix trees also drizzle, bit by bit at dusk.
This time, how can the word "sorrow" be used?
The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river wind and fishing fire are against melancholy
I hate leaving on the slope all day long. The name of Changle is long sorrow
The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow is as long as a man
When I heard He Manzi, tears fell in front of you
I thought of so much, and it was not enough. Just search for Li Yu, Li Qingzhao, Liu Yong... 4. Collect images that express lovesickness in classical poetry, and give examples of poems for a simple analysis
When the white clouds go away, I can’t help but worry about who is going to go boating tonight. Where does the son miss the Mingyue Tower
Using Mingyue Tower as a guide, and using side descriptions, he does not write that he misses his wife, but writes that his wife misses him, highlighting the deep sorrow of lovesickness.
The wild geese fly long and the light never reaches the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water. Last night, I dreamed about the pond and the flowers fell. It’s a pity that I haven’t returned home in the middle of spring.
The swan geese that represent lovesickness are sent to express my sorrow. He also points out that even the swans who are good at flying to deliver messages cannot fly across the long distance. He writes about the distance between himself and his wife, and uses the desolate scene of falling flowers to express the sadness.
The sentences are all from "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" To be honest, I like this poem very much
I hope it can help you.
Please explain if Aier’s original appropriation is used 5. Are there any poems or verses about sadness or sorrow?
The boat is gone and the isolated village in the distant mountains is gone (mo) The boundless waves of the water and the clear sky are wide and the wild geese are wandering. It's hard to feel sad. Yesterday, we sat opposite each other among the flowers. Today, we seem to be apart. The flying passengers are unbearable. The dawn wind is waning and the moon is on the river. The fishing fires are helpless. Tonight, the frost is approaching and thousands of flowers are falling. Lu You's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix", Jiang Yan's "Farewell", Xin Qiji's "Touching Fish" and more. How many storms can be overcome? In a hurry, spring returns.
Cherishing spring is afraid of flowers blooming early, not to mention countless falling reds. When I live in spring, I see that there is no way back for the fragrant grass at the end of the world.
I resent the spring without saying a word, but I can only be diligent, painting the cobwebs on the eaves, and flying catkins all over the sun. As for the elder's affairs, the date of the wedding was planned correctly but was wrong. There were people who were jealous of him.
If you spend a thousand gold to buy a gift like a gift, who will complain about this feeling? Don’t dance. If you don’t see me, the jade rings and flying swallows will be dust! Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on the dangerous fence, where the setting sun is shining and the willows are breaking my heart. It is too great to forget love, but the greatest thing is not as good as love. Ten years of life and death are so vast, and I will never forget them without thinking about them.
A lonely tomb thousands of miles away, there is 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.
We 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.
This is a tribute to my deceased wife. Su Shi's wife Wang Fu was young, beautiful, gentle, virtuous, knowledgeable and courteous. She married Su Shi at the age of sixteen and the couple had a deep love.
Wang Fu unfortunately died of illness at an early age. Su Shi lost his lover and was extremely sad. Ten years later, the author traveled to Mizhou and dreamed of his beloved wife, so he wrote this famous poem that has been passed down through the ages.
In the last film, I wrote Don’t Hate. Hanging his wife, lamenting the reality, feeling sad.
The world between life and death is vast, but it is unforgettable; thousands of miles apart, it is difficult to talk; even if we can meet, we will never know each other; my hair has become frosty because of my travels, frustration and sorrow. Layer by layer, don’t hate and sigh to a level that cannot be higher.
The next part is about dreams: returning home in a dream, meeting each other in a dream, and thoughts after the dream. In my dream, I returned to my hometown and saw my beloved wife.
The love of the past is still vivid in my mind. And after waking up from the dream, the feeling of longing for her was even more desolate and painful, making people cry and breaking their hearts.
It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold.
Three cups and two glasses of light wine, how can I defeat him? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but we are old acquaintances. The ground is covered with yellow flowers.
Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in the dark? The phoenix trees also have drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so important! A pair of people from generation to generation compete for two places in their lives.
Humans and ghosts have different paths and cannot meet each other. The saddest thing is that I was poisoned by nostalgia and sadness. I fell to the ground in the sound of the past covenant and crawled like an adult on the devastated wounds, licking the sorrow I left behind_ __ At this moment, I seemed very numb and quiet, so quiet that I wanted to die in my memory. However, the pain in my heart at this time could no longer shout out. The Linjiang Immortal has been sad since ancient times, but she has been far away, and she has stayed behind when climbing mountains and near the water.
The dust and grass fade in the evening. Ordinary scenery has turned into sadness here.
The situation and the beautiful woman are separated as phoenix lovers, and it is difficult to hold back the tears. Deep in Gaocheng is a brothel.
The world of mortals is far away, but I can’t bear to look back tomorrow. Sauvignon Blanc Li Bai Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.
The autumn cries of Luowei are heard in Jinjinglan, and the frost is desolate and the color of the mat is cold. The lonely lamp is lost in thought, rolling up the curtains and looking at the moonlit sky, sighing, the beauty is like a flower in the clouds.
There is the long sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lu River below. The journey is long and the soul is in pain, but the dream soul cannot reach Guanshan.
Sauvignon Blanc is heart-breaking. Jade House Spring Ouyang Xiu A stormy night in the late spring.
Say goodbye to red flowers and fallen trees. People's hearts are full of flowers, but spring is easy to leave.
Talking alone while drinking wine in a high building. May I ask where spring returns?
The dusk clouds are empty and there is no sound, only the green poplars and grassy roads. Mulanhua Zhang Xian There is a banquet upstairs with snow flying downstairs.
The sound of singing and reeding is trembling. There is a good person in front of you, leaning against each other across the twelve corridors.
I don’t know how late the curtain is in the golden house. When Xinma returns, his heart will break.
Passionate and helpless, I miss lovesickness so much that I still seem to see it when I am drunk and open my eyes. No one from the past will be seen before, no one from the future will be seen.
Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward! ! If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.
Lishan’s words are gone until half past midnight, and the tears and rain will end without complaint. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.
The only thing a floating life owes is death. There is no way to know the world. Nine times return to the ancient road. The west wind is thin and the horse is thin. The heartbroken man bids farewell to the school secretary at the Xie Tiao Tower in Xuanzhou at the end of the world. Li Bai of Tang Dynasty abandoned me and left me. I can’t keep yesterday’s day. ; Those who mess up my mind will have many worries today. The long winds send autumn geese flying thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building.
The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair. We are all filled with joy and hope, and we want to go up to the blue sky and see the bright moon.
Cutting off the water with a knife will make it flow even more, and raising a cup will make the sorrow go away. Life is unsatisfactory in this world, and the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.
Changlepo sent people to give people the word Dechou. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Pedestrians divided their roads from north to south, and the flowing water connected the ditch from east to west. I hate parting in front of the slope all day long. The name Changle is long sorrow.
One of the Sorrows Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty The distant dream is like rushing water, and the white hair is like new grass. I look forward to the arrival of spring when I return home, and when spring comes, I give gifts to others.
The Second Sorrow Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty The grass in the stream is short and green, and the moon on the mountain is bright. This night I couldn't hide my eyes, and there was a crow in the house.
The Three Worries Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty: The hair on the temples is not growing in other families, but it looks like hair on the temples in the city. Looking towards Linchuan, I can see that the Ba River cannot enter the river.
Two Songs of Sorrowful Thoughts on the River by Chen Yu, Tang Dynasty The old man on the river opened the door to the fading grass. I only know that I am worried about my descendants, but I don’t realize that my life is getting old.
The grass stems on the river are withered, and the dead stems and leaves are scorched. The beauty is exhausted, and there is no cold wave every night.
Bian Chou Tang Cui Si In September, the roots of the bushes are broken, and the grass leaves are scattered on three sides. Horses in the wind and dust change color, and swords in frost and snow are clothed.
The guest is worried about the gloomy night, and he is riding back by writing a letter. Upstairs, Yinqin Feng also meets Chunhui.
Melancholy by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty The river grass brings melancholy every day, and the coolness of Wu Gorge is unworldly. The swirling heron is bathing at the bottom of the mind, and the flowers on the single tree are clear.
For ten years, the army has darkened the country, and guests from foreign lands have come to this lonely city. Can we see the Wei River and the Qin Mountains? People will be sick and tigers will roam freely.
Sitting with sorrow Du Fu of Tang Dynasty It is common to sit in the wild in Gaozhai, and sitting with sorrow comes at the doorstep. In October, the mountains are cold and the moonlight in the lonely city is dim.
Jia Meng and Di are of different species, and they carry dogs and soldiers on their left. I worry about running around all day long, and I don’t dare to talk about my return date.
Melancholy by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty The gathering and dispersing are actually invisible, and the ileum forms itself. The past and the present cannot be kept, parting and latent life.
The general who surrendered to the captives is thinking about the feeling of being a guest from afar in the poor autumn. Who is more haggard and weeping in Qinjing after defeat? Qianchou by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. It is unclear where to open a house with a humble awning.
Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is located across Wangxiang Terrace. Gradually, I regret that my appearance is getting old, and I have no brothers and sisters to come to.
Wars and personnel affairs, looking back with sadness. Spring Sorrow by Han Cong of the Tang Dynasty The golden crows fly away and the jade rabbits go away, and the green temples are ever green, which is unprecedented in ancient times.
Qin'e's sixteen words are like strings, but she still doesn't know how to love flowers and cherish willows. There is no news about Wu Yulingyan, but Shui swears to say goodbye to Lan for a long time.
I advise you not to go on spring outings when you are young, as the warm wind will become stronger than the wine. Sitting in sorrow on a rainy night in Changsha's Ziji Palace, Tang Dynasty. 6. Tang poetry and Song lyrics about sadness
There are many, many. Select the most vivid ones:
Wulingchun by Li Qingzhao
The wind and dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone,
Tired of combing my hair day and night.
Things are the same and people are not the same.
I shed tears before I want to speak.
I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is very good,
I also plan to take a boat trip.
I am afraid that the boat on the Shuangxi River will not be able to carry it, and there will be many sorrows.
Li Qingzhao’s plum blossom cut
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the autumn jade mat.
Undress Luo Shang lightly,
Get on the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book?
When the wild goose returns,
The moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
A kind of lovesickness,
Two places of leisurely sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling,
I just lower my eyebrows,
but it is in my heart.
Li Qingzhao's Reminiscences of Playing the Flute on the Phoenix Stage
The fragrant cold golden turtle,
was turned over by the red waves,
got up and combed his hair lazily .
Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust,
The sun goes up to the curtain hook.
I am afraid of the pain of separation,
There are so many things that I want to talk about but I still have to leave.
Newly thin,
not dry disease wine,
not sad autumn.
Rest!
If I go back this time,
I have traveled to Yangguan thousands of times,
it will be difficult to stay.
People who read Wuling are far away,
The smoke locks the Qin Tower.
Only the running water in front of the building,
should miss me and stare at me all day long.
Where you stare,
From now on, there is a new sorrow,
a new sorrow.
Li Qingzhao’s voice was slow
Searching and searching,
deserted,
miserable and miserable.
It is most difficult to catch your breath when it is warm and then cold.
Three cups and two cups of light wine,
How can I defeat him, and the wind comes late?
The wild geese are passing by,
I am sad,
But we are old acquaintances.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers.
haggard and damaged,
Who is worthy of being picked off now?
Guarding the window,
How can one be dark alone?
The parasol trees are also drizzled,
At dusk, drizzle drops.
This time,
How can the word "sorrow" be so great! 7. Li Bai's lyrical poems about borrowing the moon include:
Expressing interest in imagination:
"I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow you to the west of the night." ("I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left to move the dragon" "I sent this to Biaoyao")
"We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon." ("Farewell at Xie Tiao Tower")
Writing about homesickness:
"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my hometown." ("Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
Writing about the missing wife:
"There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes. The autumn wind can't blow away, but there is always love between the jade and the people. When the Huru are pacified, the good man will stop the expedition." ("Midnight Wu Song" Part 3)
Thoughts on the Moon Night Friend:
"The cold moon shakes the clear waves, and the light flows into the window. I chant in the sky, how deeply I miss you!" ("Looking at the Moon and Feeling in the Heart")
Those who have philosophical thoughts :
"When will the moon come to the blue sky? I'll stop my cup and ask. People can't catch the bright moon, but the moon travels with people. As bright as a flying mirror, the green smoke extinguishes the blue sky. Bright hair. But seeing the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that the white rabbit is praying for medicine and autumn will return to spring. Who is Chang'e living alone next to? ***It’s like this when you look at the bright moon! I wish the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup when I sing about wine.”
Except for the two sentences in the middle that are embellished with myths, the whole song Every sentence is realistic and the language is as simple as a children's song, but the whole text is full of philosophical contemplation. The infinity (eternity) of creation and the shortness of life are contradictions that humans can never overcome. Li Bai's poem "Wen Yue" expresses this kind of contradiction that everyone can understand and the distress caused by it; it is expressed cleverly, vividly, and extremely simply, which makes us feel more intimate with the poet.
I hope these can help you