A sad song about flowers 1. A sad poem about flowers.
Bury flowers
Flower pavilions are flying all over the sky, who pity the red incense? The spring pavilion floats softly, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and is full of nowhere to complain; Hoe out the embroidered curtain with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again.
Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum will be released next year. Who will be in the boudoir next year?
When the fragrant nest was first built in March, Liang Jianyan was so heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is impossible for people to go to the empty nest!
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing; When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.
Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and the person who buried them was killed in front of the steps; Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door; When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.
Blame the farmer's double depression, half pity and half trouble; The flowing spring suddenly moves towards trouble and even silence.
Last night, a sad song was played outside the court. Do you know it is a flower soul and a bird soul? The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself.
May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers. The day is over! Where is Xiangshan?
There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind; It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age; No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
2. Use flowers to find sad poems
Zui Hua Yin Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Speak slowly and softly, Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his coming late and rushing! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!
Like a dream, Li Qingzhao
Last night, the wind and rain broke out suddenly, and I slept soundly and didn't eliminate the residual wine. I asked the shutter man, but Haitang is still the same. Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Jane yimei and Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang,
Alone in the blue boat.
Who sent the brocade book?
When the word goose came back,
The west building is full of moons.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
A kind of acacia,
Two luxury.
I can't eliminate this situation,
Just frown,
But in my heart.
The resentment of Wang Sun Li Qingzhao
The waves on the lake are boundless,
Autumn is dusk, red is thin, and fragrance is less.
Water and mountains are close to people,
Just say that you are not strong enough.
Lotus seeds are getting old,
Green dew washing, apple flowers and plants.
The heron sleeping in Sha Ou will not look back,
Like hate, people return early.
3. What are the sad poems about "flowers"?
1, "Dead Hua Lian, tears wet Luo Yi powder full"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain smells lonely.
Say goodbye to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and shallow. It's better to read books in yan zhen than Penglai in the east.
Analysis: This poem expresses the poet's parting thoughts.
2. "Magnolia, Antique Decision, Friends of Cambodia"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.
It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Analysis: Abandoning a wife is a metaphor for the lack of sincerity in the communication between friends and expresses the poet's sadness.
3. "Drunken flowers, misty clouds, never worry."
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. 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. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Analysis: Comparing people with yellow flowers shows that people are getting thinner because of missing, which expresses the poet's sadness.
4. "Recent Spring"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are plenty of fish in the sea!
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. The laughter died away, and so did the sound. Affectionate but heartless chagrin.
Analysis: This poem is a poem that hurts spring, and it is one of the few graceful and restrained works by Su Shi. This poem expresses the poet's yearning for beautiful women.
5. Meet Lin Huan Hua Xie Chun Hong
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
Analysis: The poet expresses his sadness by thinking that people have done nothing in a hurry from the withering of flowers.
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4. The sadness of fallen poems
Baitou Liyinbai
It's a pity that the east flow doesn't make the west return to the water and go out of the forest.
Wang wenbai
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
Juvenile Delinquency Act II Li Bai
Falling flowers swim, laughing at Huji wine shop.
Sender Zhang Bi.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Guo yuan LV Jia Xin Zhai Bai Juyi
The fallen flowers leave the tree silently, and the running water enters the pool mercilessly.
Because of Bai Juyi's long sentence, Chunlai often travels with Li Erke Guo Wei.
The fallen flowers bloom in the morning and return with the birds at dusk.
Jingu Duyuanmu
The birds groaned, and night came with the sound of the east wind; Falling flowers are as beautiful as green beads falling from upstairs.
Du Mu, an egret
The blue mountains are reflected in the distance, and the night breeze in pear flower falls is a tree.
Xiao Chunmeng Haoran
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Topic Xinghua Temple Pavilion Jia Dao
Bai Yutang autumn wind, thorns all over the pavilion, you know.
Beishan Wang Anshi
Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.
Cao Xi in the spring dusk
In the late spring, no one has asked about the fallen flowers on the road, only the shade is boundless and boundless.
Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
Li Yu Langtaosha
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Gigi Lai Village, Yixian County
Dream like a dream, the waning moon fades away.
More missed Weizhuang.
The deep courtyard is closed, the small courtyard is empty, and the flowers are fragrant red.
Back to Wei Zhuang.
Spring is dying, and flowers fall all over the floor with the rain.
Qiao Jinmen weizhuang
The courtyard is full of flowers and spring, and the grass is green.
5. About the "desolation" and "elegy" of flowers
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. (Hu's title is "Chengnan Village")
Drink Dongfeng and relax. Hang Mozi Luocheng East. At that time, I always held hands and traveled all over the Champs.
It is endless hate to gather and disperse in a hurry. The flowers this year are better than those last year. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know? (Song Ouyang Xiu Langtaosha)
Jane yimei and Li Qingzhao
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 goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Liang Zhu Ouyang xiu
In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.
March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Burying Flowers is a classic, and it also meets the requirements of asking the Lord. It's a pity that someone started before me. . . Just a few minutes, hey.
6. What are the sad poems about "Flowers Falling"?
1. Flowers and Waterfalls
Five Dynasties: Sun Guangxian
Flowers fall, smoke is sparse, and Xiejiachi Pavilion is lonely and deep in spring. Cui moth gently gathered her heart to meditate and stood on her chest. No one knows about this.
You Luxiang frost and ash, curtain shadow cover, Yan Liangxing. It was late, silent and lonely, sleeping with Tan Yun's bun on his pillow.
2. "Qiao Jinmen Yang Hua Luo"
Song Dynasty: Li Qingchen
Huayang has gone too far. The bitterness of spring mash is as thin as water, and there is nowhere to collect it.
Green fields and red mountains fall, peaches and apricots are jagged and residual calyx. It seems that dangerous sand is parked outside, and the east wind is late.
3. "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiao kiln to deliver this."
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
4. Niannujiao Liu Shudong Village Wall
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Wild pond flowers fall, rush by, clear. The east wind deceives the guest's dream, and the pillow is cold and timid. This place was once different when the bow was bent on the bank and the willow was a horse. The building is empty, and the old Swift can talk.
I heard that I was in the east, and pedestrians met me, and the curtain was long. The old hatred in Chunjiang continues, and the new hatred in Yunshan is thousands of times. I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. You should also be surprised to ask: How many Fahua are there recently?
5. "Little red lips, golden valley year after year"
Song Dynasty: Lin Bu
Jingu is green every year, year after year, and it grows luxuriantly every spring. Who is its owner? The remaining branches were scattered in the drizzle.
It is also from autumn that people see off here at dusk. The traveler left and the grass was covered with grass.