Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, and orchids are like towels. Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God)
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When to revisit (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
It's dusk, and I'm bored, leaning against the door alone (Wen Bodhisattva Xia)
After all, it's not there, the oblique light is full of water, and my heart is broken (text "Jiangnan Dream")
Be sure to break your heart before you go home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man)
I'm going to marry him and grow old together. If you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Hometowns")
Canyue's face is bright, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son")
There are many words, but there are still feelings. Looking back, it is important to remember the green silk dress and cherish the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Life Check")
Make a thousand wishes before your pillow and wait for the green hills to rot (Dunhuang Ci)
I want him to come back early, but I have time to go to Qingyun (Dunhuang Ci)
Looking back in the dark is very desirable. Heritage is a double emerald. Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi)
I often get sick before the end of the day, but I don't care if I look thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpie Tread")
How many tears are hateful to lean on (Jing Li's "Puhuan Xisha")
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't have a taste in your heart (Li Yu's Night Cry)
Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward (The Mermaid by Li Yu)
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. The flowing water has come out of spring, and it is heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")
It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man)
Don't be lonely in the alley, and hope that the smoke will be depressed. The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is in the air.
Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi. (Li Zhi's "Linjiang Xian")
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine. 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.
Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking at the mirror at night hurts the scene and recalls the past (Zhang Xian's Fairy)
The helpless flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan has returned, and the small garden wanders alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha")
The bright moon does not know whether it is bitter or not, and it shines obliquely through the Pearl Lake at dawn (Yan Shu's "Near Flowers")
If you want to send colorful stationery and simple elements, you can know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide (Yan Shu's "Die Hua Lian")
Growing up with little aversion to pleasure, willing to love a daughter, with a faint smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Lou Yuchun")
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
Write a sad poem with Li Yu's young beauty
Original: When is the spring flower and the autumn moon, how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
In autumn (Tang Dynasty), Li Bai had white hair and three thousands of feet, and his sorrow was like a beard. I don't know where autumn frost is in the mirror.
The white hair on my head grows to three thousands of feet! Just because I've been sad for too long. Facing the bright mirror, my hair is as white as autumn frost. I really don't know where this kind of eyes come from!
Write a sad poem (metaphor) and ask how sad you can be. Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Ask for a poem that uses metaphor to write "sorrow". The clouds are bleak and Wan Li condenses.
Poets who use the metaphor of sorrow are all sentimental, and many poets in ancient times used the metaphor of sorrow. For example: Tang Bai Juyi
Pedestrians branch from north to south, and flowing water connects Yugou from east to west.
I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry.
A worry.
Don Cao Ye
Dreams are as urgent as water, and white hair is as new as grass.
Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others.
The second worry.
Don Cao Ye
The grass is short and green, and the mountains and moons are bright.
That night, I woke up and the roof was crying.
The third worry.
Don Cao Ye
Another temple is not born, but it looks like the hair in the city.
Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water.
Two melancholy river poems
Suttawat Settakorn
Open the door on the river, open the door on the grass.
I only worry about my children, but I don't feel old.
The grass by the river has withered stems and leaves.
That would be great. There is no cold wave every night.
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Tang cuikun
In September, the roots are broken and the grass flies on three sides.
Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes.
On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post.
Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui.
Anxiety; worry
Don du fu
Cao Jiang complains every day, and martial arts are not secular.
The vortex heron is at the bottom of the bath, and the solitary flowers are distinct.
Ten years of military darkness, foreign guests are old and lonely.
Whether Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can see or not will make people sick.
Sit sadly
Don du fu
A high house is often wild, and sitting in sorrow is more intimate.
In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint.
There are many kinds, left bear.
I ran in fear all day and didn't dare to talk about the return date.
Anxiety; worry
Dondum
Convergence and dispersion are invisible, and the ileum is self-contained.
You can't stay in ancient and modern times, and you can't live without it.
General Lu thought that the autumn was far away.
Who is more haggard, crying Qin Jing?
Eliminate anxiety
Don du fu
There is nothing to open by raising a humble tent as a household.
Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is separated from Wangxiangtai.
Gradually cherish the old face, no siblings came.
War and human affairs, looking back is sad.
Spring sorrow
Don
The sun flies and the jade rabbit goes, and the green hair will last forever.
Qin E's sixteen words are like a string. He didn't solve the problem of being greedy for flowers and cherishing willows.
There is no news of Wu Yuling geese, and Shui vowed to love each other for a long time.
I advise you not to go for a spring outing when you are young. Warm wind is thicker than wine when you are late.
Sitting in Zijing Palace in Changsha on a rainy night
Don Li Qunyu
Sitting alone is cold and cold, and the cave palace is heavy.
Spring lanterns are accompanied by meditation, and the night rain is deeper.
The poor man doesn't know what will happen in the future. Right and wrong are at this time.
Habitat destroyed his lifelong ambition, and when he hugged his knees, he sang for Fu Liang.
Lonely sadness
Don Li Chongsi
When you hear Chengdu wine, you can ask for it without money.
I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it.
Two Poems of Guest Sorrow
Don Li Qunyu
The guest is worried about the willow color, and the sky is getting deeper.
The rippling spring breeze, who knows that the calendar is chaotic.
The guest is worried about the willow color, and the spring day is long.
By sending running water to Hunan, he continued to enter the emperor's hometown.
Sad poem
Tang litingbi
It's hard to send it away, it's hard to stay, but it's hard to stay.
Pan Yue worried about the silk in his temple, and he frowned sadly.
Long poems ride empty, and the sound of geese is far away.
Many lovesickness don't meet, and wine awakens the moon like a hook.
Send money to the doctor when it rains.
Tangliuwan
The accumulated rain has cleared up one after another, regardless of hunger and cold.
Take care of your clothes, look at your elbows, and look in the mirror for words.
Nine mud seas, wet clouds in Qian Shan.
Dragon Bell drives Money Festival, thinking of you everywhere.
Spring sorrow
Tang mengjiao
Things in spring are different from worrying about guests meeting.
So flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes.
Lonely at dusk, floating and sinking together.
Lonely sadness
Tang mengjiao
I was in the distance the day before yesterday, and yesterday I was white-haired.
Want to know how Wan Li feels, just stay in bed for half a month.
I am always afraid of insects singing, which makes my grass rest.
Nocturnal elegy
Tang Jianwu
The singer's song is not over, and the people's sorrow is increasing.
Empty the post and pick the unintentional lamp.
Anxiety; worry
Tangweizhuang
Avoid worry and worry, and worry will be unforgettable.
Sit in your heart at night and frost your temples.
No childe dream, partial into the traveler's intestines.
Excuse me, Gao Xuanke, where is the land of drunkenness?
Spring sorrow
Tangweizhuang
It hurts more to think about this, and it lasts longer in spring.
Dew touched the tears of Hunan bamboo, and the flowers fell more and more beautifully.
Sleep with fear and dreams and relax.
* * * People don't arrive, and the month will not leave.
Spring sorrow
Tangweizhuang
I have my own spring worries, and I can't bear to miss my grandson.
The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone.
Huangzhou melancholy
Don Xiang Si
Zhuo Ling tears, overlapping from the west.
Even if it is cold at night, it can't be opened without warmth in spring.
If there is no landing plan, it is advisable to give up Jichuan materials.
I would like to send it to the sky, and the wind will return to Wan Li.
Anxiety; worry
Tang xuqiu
The night is long and the sound leaks late, often with songs.
The yellow leaves fall to urge the anvil to set the sun, and Zigui breaks his dream when he cries.
Fei Ming went to cry a thousand lines of tears, and Cai Yan came back to comb her temples.
The Four Nobles cannot be recruited into the mountains, and the homeless are the most vulnerable.
Eliminate anxiety
Don
You can't let the three sighs listen in the mud and lead to deep sorrow.
Mo Yan's guests have no worries, but they must know how to worry and be sad.
Melancholy thoughts
Don Yu Xuan Ji
The fallen leaves are falling in the rain, and Zhu Si caresses herself and sings.
Don't hate people who have no friends, but cultivate their nature and throw them into the sea.
There is a sound outside the old man's car door, and there are many Taoist scrolls in front of the pillow.
Cloth will eventually become a passer-by, and green water and green mountains will eventually pass.
Jiangling is anxious to send his son to a safe place.
Don Yu Xuan Ji
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
The poem 1 which is a metaphor for autumn sorrow says, "Don't be idle all day, but write about your sorrow every night." . -Lu You's Autumn Prosperity
If the weather in this autumn is not so fresh and clear, the quiet evening may seem a bit sad. -Meng Haoran
3. Affection has been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. -Liu Yong's "Yulinling"
4, want to know the autumn, I don't know, mumbling to knock on the east fence. -Lin Daiyu
5, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -Li Yu's poem "Hui Huan"
6, full of self-pity and resentment, who said Qiu Xin? -Lin Daiyu
7. My thin hair is cold and long, like a triple stream of Hunan, and my heart goes three thousand miles, homesick for the moon. -Lulun
8. But I look to my hometown, and the twilight is getting thicker and the river waves are filled with sad mist. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
9, singing in the west, South Guanke thought deeply. I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . -Luo's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada"
10, on a frosty night, Jiang Feng was worried about catching fire and couldn't sleep. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.
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12, I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. -Du Fu
13, autumn grass autumn frost autumn wind cold, autumn geese autumn sound autumn rain frequency. A maple tree in Ye Qiu knows the meaning of autumn, complains about autumn and pities autumn. anonymous
14, in the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. -Li Shangyin "Untitled"
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, a poem that compares sadness to water raises a glass to dispel sorrow. ..
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
This poem about sadness is a metaphor for how much sadness you can have. Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. -Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's Leyuan Scenic Area
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi's "Two Poems of Biedong University"
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. -Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. -Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. -Li Bai, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao, and sent this. "
Worried about adding new words. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall
At dusk, crows crow in the courtyard. Remember that man, Pear Blossom and Moon Bright. -The Little Mermaid by the cat, the east wind is swaying and the clouds are light.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall
A poem that is a metaphor for homesickness first comes to mind of Yu Guangzhong's homesickness.
When I was a child,
Homesickness is a small stamp,
I'm at this end,
Mom is over there.
Yu Guangzhong is nostalgic
When I grow up,
Homesickness is a narrow ticket,
I'm at this end,
The bride is over there.
Later,
Homesickness is a short grave,
I'm outside,
Mom's inside.
now
Homesickness is a shallow strait,
I'm at this end,
The mainland is over there