Poems about upset 1. Poems expressing troubles.
1, autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng. I face them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
2, a curtain of autumn rain, maple leaves all over the city, lonely pillow sleepless!
3, night dream suddenly came home, Xiao Xuan window, is dressing up.
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light, is it frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Tang Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking
5, this situation can not be eliminated, can only frown but mind.
6. Pass through the mist that unites five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.
7, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
8, the abdomen is really afraid, and the lips and teeth are still treatable.
9. Holding hands and looking at tears, I was speechless.
10 But how unlucky the poet is, he will become a king.
1 1, where is hometown, unless you are drunk. -Song Liqingzhao's "Bodhisattva Man"
12, I don't remember waking up when I was drunk. It's easy to get together and go away. Half-moon window doesn't sleep much, and painting screen is idle.
13, the crowd looked for him for thousands of Baidu, suddenly looking back, the man was there, the lights were dim.
14, few friends, who will listen to the broken string.
15, when the fog is thick and the clouds are light, it will always be sad, and the mind will be refreshed and the golden beast will disappear. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
16, willows are hanging on the ground and flowers are flying in the sky.
17, the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?
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19, I passed, Yangliu is Yiyi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya and Cai Wei"
On the 20th, Chun Qing only noticed that pears were thin and scattered. What is the sunset near evening? If you don't understand the world, you still have no soul.
2 1, Gaodong twilight, what does the migration depend on? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
22, wholeheartedly, I am afraid that you don't know.
23, endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.
24, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever.
25, care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
26. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
27. The residual lamp has no flame shadow. I heard that you have fallen into Jiujiang this evening.
28. The north wind blows geese and snow. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
29, the belt is getting wider and wider, people will not regret it, and will be embarrassed for Yin!
30. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
3 1, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously.
2. What are the poems that describe the heavy mood?
1, a poem describing a heavy heart, shows that the smoke fan is exposed to wheat fields and willow trees by the pool, and the rain washes it dry.
Like the spring breeze, wash and dry the rain. 2. Those who know me make me worry, and those who don't know me make me want.
3, Luo Zhang lights dim, crying in the dream: it is his spring that brings sadness, where does spring go? But I don't understand, I'm going home! 4, break the hat, add more to China. Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and thin and mature become romantic.
Two or three geese are also bleak. 5. Junlai is a sleeping season, and Junlai is a retirement.
Jun 62616964757a68696416fe59b9e7ad943133363353762 retired, saying that she had an autumn with Xifeng. 6. People don't know or care, aren't they gentlemen? 7, heartbroken tablets fly red, no one cares, who calls money, prostitutes live? 8. Talk about wine kiosks.
Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge. Where does the magpie fly? Step on the soft snow.
9. I don't care about my feelings. I'm angry because of my trust. 10, take off your pants and rush home. I hate thousands of feelings.
Hate thousands of feelings, each boring and singing. 1 1, Lonely Wu Tong Shen Yuan Lock Clear Autumn.
12, sharing cups and plates, dancing casually, ask him what's so sad? () When I think about it, I am also sad. The Double Ninth Festival is rainy and windy. 13. The Caisang people had to stop asking questions and live alone in a dangerous house.
Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world. 14, staring at the temple.
Try to count the flowers in the psychological period. 15, I don't know what a rotten mouse tastes like, but I guess the teenager didn't rest.
16, I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch. 17, Swallows know the ambition of swans! 18, Baochai in late spring, Taoyedu, Ada Dark Nanpu.
I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days. 19, jathyapple Loutai, Chou-heung Courtyard, people come and go cheerfully.
Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad! Poem 1 describes irritability: I wake up alone when the world is turbid, and everyone is drunk. 2. There is nothing to say when you go to the West Building alone. The moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks the autumn.
3. People don't know and don't care, aren't they gentlemen? 4: A curtain of autumn rain, maple leaves all over the city, lonely pillow sleepless! 5: The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. 6: Endure the earth and endure the sky; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! 7: A lonely grave thousands of miles away is desolate and nowhere to talk about.
8: Looking back at the bleak place, rain or shine. 9: How much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
10: Wood is thriving and spring is warm in bloom. 1 1: There are worries about women in the world, and there are more worries than worries.
12: The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home. 13: Bird's-eye view of the great river flowing from Henggang, Wan Li floating in front of the hall.
14: It's hard to wake up in the morning if you don't come back in your prime. 15: Autumn is crisp, the corner of the border town mourns, and the bonfire shines on the high platform.
Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure! 16: the willows are green and drooping on the ground, and flowers are flying in the sky. 17: But how unlucky the poet is, he will be defeated by the monarch.
18: I have been infinitely sad recently. Who had a long talk with you? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. 19: once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
20: the mulberry pickers have to ask in this life, relying on dangerous buildings alone. Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.
2 1: Treading on thin ice. 22: I felt the dream of Yangzhou for ten years and got the name of a brothel.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder whose house Qiu Si will fall into. 24: There are piles of yellow flowers all over the floor.
Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? 25: The wind has stopped the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
26: The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what makes you cry, and I recall my life in a heartbreaking voice.
28. I miss my relatives more often during the festive season-Tang Wang Wei > 29. I am caught in deep sorrow and can't hide my grief. There are more silent words than audio ones. 30: wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.
3 1: A teacher shows his real world, who can compare it in a thousand years. 32: Flowers fall in bloom, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
33. Mourning, the distant place can be returned to China-Folk Songs of Han Yuefu > 34. Two streams are empty boats, and there is not much to worry about. 35: there are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. I would have compared my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the canal.
37: The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river. 38: heartbroken every year, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
39: The microwave hates the sea, and the bright moon is heartless. 40: The sky is green and the sun and the moon are bright. 4 1: Several peaks are bitter, and the rain in Shang Lue is hazy.
42: Feng Kuang, Paper Ash, my brother is back, and I have looked back at you many times. 43: the phoenix tree is raining, and at dusk, it drops.
This time, what a sad sentence! 44: Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see home when you look at the end of the world. 46: Luo faint, weeping dream: it is his spring that brings sorrow. Where does spring go? But I don't understand, I'm going home! Dressed in rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of clouds came and descended one by one.
With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. "48: What is it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom? 49: Good rain knows the season, and when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. 50: peaches and plums laugh at Qingming, and Noda's wasteland is only sad.
5 1: Those who know me worry me, and those who don't know me worry me. 52: Building a house is in human territory, and there are no chariots and horses.
53. Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. 54. I will think of you in the clouds and me in the sunset. 55: The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked. It is embarrassing when acacia will meet.
3. Are there any disturbing poems in ancient poetry?
Ancient poems about depression: Li Qingzhao's Spring Breeze in Wuling has exhausted its fragrance, and she is tired of combing her hair at night.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes.
I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. 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.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. The voice search is slow, cold and lonely, and it is * * * * * * *.
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! Li Yu's qingping music "Spring is not yet half" is heartbreaking. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full.
Hongyan has flown back, the journey is far away, and the dream is hard to come true. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further.
Sauvignon Blanc has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Bloom is gone, the chrysanthemum is broken, and the goofy goose hasn't come back yet, which is a romantic leisure scene.
In the past 40 years, the country has been home, and the mountains and rivers are three thousand miles. Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi.
I've known him several times. Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time.
The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and the teaching workshop is still playing a farewell song. Tears for Gong E.
The wind in Yu Meiren has returned to the yard, and the willow eye continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a crescent moon.
The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. Candles are bright and fragrant, paintings are deep, and temples are covered with frost and snow.
In the dark night, the flowers in the forest withered in spring. They were in a hurry, but they had no choice but to come to the cold rain and the evening breeze. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
Naturally, people hate water when they grow up. Sand waves make the rain outside the curtain gurgle and the spring fades away.
Luozhou can't tolerate five more cold. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Yan's butterfly lovers dreamed of the misty water in the south of the Yangtze River and went all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, but no one left him. When they sleep, they are lost in ecstasy, but they are disappointed. When they tried to make full use of this love letter, they finally had no evidence. However, they broke Qin Zhenglie by relying on slow-string songs. Butterfly lovers is drunk and can't remember the West Building. It's really a good reunion. This is half the moon. The night is cold and empty, crying for others. Partridges are drunk, patting the spring shirt, cherishing the old fragrance, and the sky will be far from annoying. Autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sunset falls in the building every day. Clouds and mist surround the water, and the journey of recruiting people is long. Acacia has no words, so don't bother to shed tears on stationery. Life inspectors have a long dream, but fish and geese have almost no sound and dust. Poor temple. Love and hate are not as good as people. There are several plays being staged in a spring, but Qiu Lai's books are even rarer. Phoenix cold, lonely pillow, worried about wine. Even if the dream soul is empty, it is comparable to the dream. Chun Qing, a beautiful girl in Nalan, saw a thin pear flower and scattered fragments. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world.
Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.
The blue wet funeral has been infinitely sad recently. Who has a long talk? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love. Nan Xiangzi wept for the dead woman, but she was silent. She only regrets the past and saves her knowledge by Dan Qing.
Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad.
Don't be too specific Wake up early in the middle of the night.
Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.
I felt this hatred when the dead woman died. Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers.
I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up. Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless.
Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.
If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on.
I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse. When it's over, he'll know himself.
I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.
Qingping music is sad, and the * * * Yellow Flower Festival. In the dream, the anvil sound is muddy, more chaotic and more sad.
Dust gives birth to swallows, but the bed keeps strings. The wind is like a waning moon, but now it is worrying.
Spread out the wind that breaks the happy sand, and the residue has turned into a flat, and the mud lotus is just a thousand lotus roots; Be careful not to burn a clove of incense and remember the past life. People feel sentimental and thin, and now they really regret it; Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.
Happy Shawan Liyinshan Bay Lisa, who will frost the temples? Over the years, half of them are at the end of the world.
Soul dreams cannot be separated from the golden bow, and you can see the jade crow fork in the painting. Poor thing, lose a penny.
4. Express fidgety poems
Poems describing irritability are: 1, falling into deep sorrow and hidden lament, and telling more in silence than in sound.
-Tang Juyi's translation of Pipa Travel: It seems that another kind of sadness breeds secretly; At this time, it is more touching than the sound. 2, the lamppost began to know that flowers are more colorful and jade traces are more.
-Cao Qing Xueqin's translation of Xue Baochai's Bai Haitang Fu: Bai Haitang washes its color, which is extremely light and more colorful. White as jade, Haitang is so sad that there are no tears. 3, white hair and three thousands of feet, as long as fate.
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. -Tang Libai translated "Song of Autumn Pu": White hair grows three thousands of feet, and it is because of sorrow that it grows so long.
I don't know where the autumn frost falls on my head in the mirror. 4. Ask how much you can worry about, just like a river flowing eastward. -Five Dynasties Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon? Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.
5, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. -Song Liu Yong's translation of "Love Flowers, Rely on Dangerous Buildings": I am getting thinner and thinner, and I don't feel sorry. I'd rather languish for you.
5. What poems are there to express irritability?
1, "Lou Yuchun Chun Hate" by Yan Shu in the Northern Song Dynasty
Lvyang Fangcao Changting Road. It's easy to throw people away when you are young. The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.
Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality and bitterness. One inch or a thousand strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
2. Song Qingzhao's "Cut the plum, and the red lotus root will be fragrant."
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
3. Xuefeng Tang's "Jiuhuashan Waste Moon Pool"
In front of the water threshold, there are two beautiful toads in the cold swamp at night. Microwave hates the sea, and the moon is ruthless.
Bai Niao will take the snow outside the forest, and the green lotus will wither. Ronghua refused to live on earth, so she had to read Zhuang Sheng's first article.
4. Qing Nalanxingde's "Sauvignon Blanc Out of the Mountain"
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
5. Ouyang Xiu in the Northern Song Dynasty, "Yulouchun intends to return to Japan before honoring"
I mean, I'll come back before I respect you. It's hard to swallow before spring. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky.
Keep this song, don't renovate it. A song can teach intestinal knots. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first.
6. Poetry describing depression
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers-Song Li Qingzhao >
Why should a strong brother complain about Liu? Spring breeze is not about Yumen Pass-Don Wang Zhihuan >
People standing quietly on the city bridge don't know, but they can stare like a bright moon for a long time-Qing. Huang Zhongze >
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily-Don Du Fu. Ditto.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. They fell in love with the floor and emphasized their sorrow for adding new words.
There will be no meeting when you are sad, and you will always be sad when you have nothing to do with your feelings.
Dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and win the fame of a brothel-Tang Du Mu >
Tao Tao enjoys it-Don Yang Jiong >
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will last forever-Don Bai Juyi >
The past is empty, still like a dream. -Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How Can You Avoid the Sorrow and Hate of Life"
How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward-Nantang. Li Yu >
If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. -Republic of China; liang qichao
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang sheng < Chichitose >
Looking for it, it is lonely, sad and painful-Song Liqingzhao >
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . -Don; Li Shangyin's Untitled
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
People naturally grow up and hate water growing in the east-Nantang. Li Yu >