I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!
-From Chen Ziang's Youzhou Tower.
2. A person is a stranger in a foreign land, and misses his relatives on holidays.
-Excerpted from Wang Wei's "Brothers who miss Shandong on vacation in the mountains".
Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor.
-Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part Two"
4. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.
-the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
5, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
-Li Yu's "Welcome Huan, Go to the West Building without Words"
But my relatives and friends didn't give me any news. I was old and sick, and I was alone with my boat.
-Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"
7, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
-Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
8. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the cold light of lonely lanterns at night.
-Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"
9. When you see a lonely person, you are lonely and lonely.
-Su Shi's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"
2. What ancient poems express loneliness? Drink. Tao Yuanming. Building a house is in a humanistic environment, but there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.
Bu operator. Su Shi lives in Dinghuiyuan in Huangzhou. When there is no moon, he hangs a sparse tree to make people quiet. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Wang Anshi, solitary, naturally dense and solitary, hundreds of meters high. Ling Xiao is indomitable, humble and polite.
Old roots are strong, and the sun is more cloudy. Think about it tomorrow. I want to play the banjo.
The lock is endless, and it is strange when it comes. Embroiderer Philip Burkart, dripping dew, crying to send the levy wheel.
The long inspector is in sight, heavier and farther. She is also climbing the castle, but her eyes are erratic.
Feng Xiao sang the soul of Han Zhen. After leaving the pond, he often walked around, full of green and jealousy. At that time, he took her hand and walked in the catkins of flowers and the green fragrant bacteria.
Now her face has grown old, but her heart still feels like fresh grass every year. Travel all over the green fields, travel all over the drunk eyes, and never lose your youth.
It's like a dream. Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so a deep sleep didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin, with a touch of red lips as a lonely boudoir, and an inch of sorrow touches the heart.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? It was almost dark, and as soon as I turned around, I lit the swing and got up to adjust my delicate hands.
Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe. Seeing someone coming, socks shoveled away Jin Chai and left in shame.
Looking back at the door, I smell the green plums in the cup, dark amber and thick. I should melt before I get drunk, so I should arrive late. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.
The idle window of Huanxi Shayuan is deep in spring, the heavy curtain is not heavy, and the leaning against the building can't match the lyre. In the distant mountains, the dusk is in a hurry, the wind is blowing and the rain is beating, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.
Huanxisha is cold in spring, the jade stove is full of hookah, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers. Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.
Shaji in Huanxi hurts spring, and the wind falls on the courtyard at the beginning and evening of May, and the clouds are thin under the moon. Jade ducks smoke brains, Zhu Ying covers tassels, and rhinoceros also relieves cold. On the embroidered curtain of Huanxisha, the lotus flower smiled and leaned against the fragrant cheeks of Baoya, and its eyes were guessed.
On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful, giving you a deep affection. Bodhisattva returned to the flood and broke the residual rinspeed, and the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace.
The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.
Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold. Bodhisattva's wind is very soft, but it's still early spring, and at first glance it's a good mood.
I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples. Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.
Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear. Recalling Qin E's lofty position, the chaotic mountains and Ye Ping are thin and smoky.
The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk. The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.
When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn. Spread the happy sand, rub the 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. A piece of plum, red lotus root, fragrant residual jade autumn.
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. Worship with Qiu Guang, turn around and feel sad, and explore Jin Yingzhi's way of Chongyang.
Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn. The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.
How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
On Tanabata, Fanghua sang in the grass, and the phoenix tree was shocked, and the ground was full of sorrow. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times.
You come and I go, don't meet. I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.
Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.
The lonely goose's rattan bed paper account is sleeping, boundless and without good thoughts. 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 dispersed the rain and rustled, but it also urged a thousand tears.
Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou? A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it. 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.
3. What poems describe "inner loneliness"? 1, Shu's "butterfly lovers, threshold chrysanthemum, tears"
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know?
2. Tang Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
3. Qing Nalan Xingde's Reunion in the Deep of Qulan.
Reunion in the depths of the winding aperture, tears even to people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.
Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.
4. One Night in a Foreign Country by Tang Du Fu.
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
5. Tang Du Mu's Late Autumn in Qi 'an County
The wind on Lu 'an gradually fades away, making your home look like a savage.
Clouds and flowing water are still admirable, and whistling and singing are also pleasant.
After the rain is over, the wine wakes the lonely pillow geese.
Poor red cliff is competing for the male crossing, and only Kun Weng is fishing.
Appreciate the sentence "fly, fly, what am I, but a sandpiper in the vast world!" " In Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country?
What's it like to wander around for yourself? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth. Considering the situation at that time, the poet expressed his sadness. The water and sky are vast, and Sha Ou falls; People, like Sha Ou, move in the rivers and lakes. This couplet is lyrical by borrowing scenery, which profoundly shows the wandering sadness in the poet's heart. It is really touching.
4. Ancient Poems about Loneliness Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and down and out. -Du Fu's "Two Dreams of Li Bai, Part Two"
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. -Wang Wei's "Thinking of My Shandong Brothers on Vacation in the Mountain"
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -the first part of Li Bai's "Drinking Four Bright Moons Alone".
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. -Li Yu "Will be happy, go to the West Wing without words"
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Sills, Chrysanthemums, Sorrow, Smoke, Blue Tears and Dewdrops"
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. -Su Shi's "Twenty Dreams in the First Month of Jiang"
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain. -Lu You's "Yongmei"
The geese disappear in the sea of clouds, who will pity the geese in the sky? Looking at the horizon, I seem to see the figure of my companion; The voice in the valley seems to hear the voice of the companion. -Du Fu's Lonely Goose
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -Li Bai's "A Song of Sauvignon Blanc"
How to predict my fate, the world is far away, only the hazy spring sorrow makes me sleep on the pillow. -Wei, "To My Friends and"
The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing Qiu Nostalgia"
Late at night, I am very quiet, only the wall lamp contrasts with me. -Zhou Bangyan's "Guanheling, when it is cloudy in autumn, it gradually clears up. "
5. Poems describing loneliness Wang Wei's poem "Being a stranger in a foreign land, Cornus officinalis is short of one person" is a wandering loneliness.
Li Shangyin's "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night" is a kind of loneliness that is about to disappear;
Yan Shu's "helpless flowers, small garden fragrance path wandering alone" is a kind of helpless loneliness;
Li Yu's "How much sorrow can there be, just like a river flowing eastward" and "The old country is unbearable to look back on the bright future"
This is the loneliness of a fallen king.
Ordinary people are lonely, and so are people with lofty ideals.
Qu Yuan was exiled, wandering by the river, feeling that the world was muddy, and I was alone, which was a profound loneliness.
Jia Yi is in Changsha, feeling the autumn wind rustling and falling leaves, which is a kind of loneliness without talent;
Zhuge Liang devoted all his efforts to the prosperity of Shu Han until his death. He has a wise moment alone, which is
Loneliness with no one to share the burden;
Chen Ziang said on the stage in Youzhou, "Where was the past before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? Miss the world, and I am alone in tears ",this is a kind of loneliness that no one understands;
Li Bai's When Will I See the Spring? It is a kind of loneliness that can't be achieved with empty ambition.
Xin Qiji's "patting the railing all over, no one attended, he came to the scene" is a kind of loneliness without a confidant.
6. What poems describe "inner loneliness"? 1. Yan Songshu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold Chrysanthemum and Tears Dew", Threshold Chrysanthemum and Tears Dew, the curtain is light and cold, and swallows fly away.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know? 2. Tang Li Bai's "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" has a high bird and a lonely cloud. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
3. Qing Nalanxingde's "Meet again in the depths of Qulan" meets again in the depths of Qulan, and tears are even right for people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.
Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.
4. Tang Du Fu's "One Night Out", the breeze rippled on the grass bank, passed through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
5. "Late Autumn in Qi 'an County" by Tang Du Mu The wind in Liu An is coming, and the shadows are fading away, making your home look like a savage. Clouds and flowing water are still admirable, and whistling and singing are also pleasant.
After the rain is over, the wine wakes the lonely pillow geese. Poor red cliff is competing for the male crossing, and only Kun Weng is fishing.
Appreciate the sentence "fly, fly, what am I, but a sandpiper in the vast world!" " In Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country? What's it like to wander around for yourself? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth. Considering the situation at that time, the poet expressed his sadness.
The water and sky are vast, and Sha Ou falls; People, like Sha Ou, move in the rivers and lakes. This couplet is lyrical by borrowing scenery, which profoundly shows the wandering sadness in the poet's heart. It is really touching.
7. What are the poems that express loneliness in life? 1, flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! . -Don Du Fu's One Night Abroad
Interpretation: What's it like to wander around? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.
I feel sad about the past and laugh at this body. -Don Dai Shulun, "In addition to spending the night in Shek Kong"
Interpretation: Looking back, it turns out that nothing has been achieved, which makes people feel sad and sad; Lonely, I only have a wry smile and bitterness.
3, sentimental only spring court, but also leave people to take pictures. -"The Sender" by Zhang Tang Bi
Interpretation: Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines in the courtyard away from people.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Don Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Interpretation: The feelings of joys and sorrows can't be recalled today, but they were unintentional and have long been disappointed.
5. bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. -Song Liqing took a photo of "A Prune, Red Lotus Root Fragrance and Jade Autumn"
Interpretation: Flowers drift, water floats. A kind of parting lovesickness affects two leisure worries.
6, this situation can not be eliminated, only eyebrows, but the heart. -Song Liqing took a photo of "A Prune, Red Lotus Root Fragrance and Jade Autumn"
Interpretation: Ah, it cannot be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
7, now described as haggard, windy and frosty, afraid to go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain. -Song Liqing took photos of "Forever Happiness, Sunset Melts Gold"
Interpretation: Now my face is haggard, my hair is fluffy, and I have no intention to comb it. I'm more afraid of going out at night. You might as well listen to other people's laughter from under the curtains.
8. If you teach your eyes that there is no hatred, you won't believe that there are hoary heads in the world. -Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Day, Generation Fu"
Interpretation: If it weren't for the sadness of parting and the torture of not hating, I wouldn't believe that there would really be people in this world who are sad and bald.
9. I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fall down. -Don Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou Tower.
Interpretation: Only the world is boundless and full of sad tears can't stop.
10, think about dragons, hate dragons, and don't stop until they return. -Don Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc, Bian Liushui"
Interpretation: miss, hate, where is the end, Iraqis, you will not stop until you return.