1. Poems about the unattainable
Poems about the unattainable 1. Poems describing the unattainable (not related to love)
Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them.
The past has become empty, still like a dream.
You can watch it from a distance but don’t play with it.
Ming Dynasty Liu Ji's "Climbing Wolong Mountain to Write the Twenty-eight Rhymes of Feelings": "The white clouds are in the blue sky, and they are beyond sight.
Yuan Dynasty Saduzi's "Walking with Yang Shanqing and others" clouds "Temple": "The people in Fengtai's brocade robes are beyond expectation.
I obviously want to cry, but I am still laughing. He obviously cares, but he pretends not to care. She obviously wanted to stay, but she firmly said she wanted to leave.
The famous article "Jianjia" in "The Book of Songs" writes:
Jianjia is green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side.
If you follow it, the road is long and blocked. Traveling back from it, Wan is in the middle of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant, and the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is on the water.
Follow it back and forth, but the road is blocked and you can advance. If you go back and swim from it, you will feel like you are swimming in the water.
The jianjia is picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called beauty is in the river of water.
Follow it back, but the road is blocked and to the right. If you go back and swim from it, you will be swimming in the water.
"On one side of the water", "Wan in the middle of the water", "Wan in the water", "Wan in the water" imply the elusiveness of beauty and the difficulty of realizing the ideal. (Exclusive summary and arrangement by Shi Qirong, hope to adopt it)
2. Poems describing the elusive but unattainable love
"The Book of Songs·Guofeng·Qin Feng" The grass is green and the white dew is frost .
The so-called beauty is on the water side. If you follow it back, the road is blocked and long; if you follow it, you will wander in the middle of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant, and the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is on the water.
If you follow it to trace the path, you will find your way through the obstacles; if you follow it to trace the journey, you will feel like you are in the water. When I collect the jianjia, the white dew is still there. The so-called beauty is in the stream of water.
If you follow it in retrospect, the road is blocked and to the right; if you follow it in retrospect, you will wander in the water. "There is no one who has written about lovesickness in ancient times like "Jian Jia"."
The so-called lovesickness is that you can't reach it when you look at it, you can't ask for it when you see it; even if you work hard to find it, you can't get it in the end. . So the subtle feelings and thoughts linger in the words.
I have heard a string song, and the strings have stopped but the lingering sound is still in my ears; now when I read "Jian Jia", the writing has stopped but the emotion remains.
3. Poems with longing for love that is elusive
"The Book of Songs·Guo Feng·Qin Feng"
The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost.
The so-called beauty is on the water side.
If you follow it, you will find the road is long and blocked;
If you follow it, you will find it in the middle of the water.
The leaves are luxuriant, and the white dew is still there.
The so-called Yiren is on the water.
If you follow it back and forth, you will find your way through the obstacles;
If you follow it and follow it, you will wander in the water.
The dew is not gone when we collect the jianjia.
The so-called beauty is in the stream of water.
If you follow it back, the road is blocked and to the right;
If you follow it, you will wander in the water.
Painting Spring
Lingzhu has tears in its thousands of journeys
Waiting for the leisurely grass and the setting sun
It is dark and desolate for people to leave and pass by
Secretly envying the mandarin ducks
It’s hard to express the sadness
The wind cuts the soft intestines
The gods, immortals, humans and ghosts are boundless
Love is short and hate is long
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Drunk Flower Yin
Who will spend the golden years
Don’t ask where love is going< /p>
Only a shadow towards the setting sun
I want to keep the wind here
The grass at the end of the world has nowhere to go
Looking back there are countless flowers
Interpretation of self-ecstasy
Welcome the spring with weak arms
The fate of the world is not mistaken
(Two of my favorite poems, there are many such poems.
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Regrets and complaints
The rivers and lakes are dyed with light frost
Traveling hand in hand in all directions
The monsters in the forest are suddenly changed
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Love turns into resentment
It is easy to get hurt
Say goodbye to old love
Remove residual makeup
Fade Chinese clothes
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The body is like flying catkins
The life is like a string
For whom is the heart broken?