Poems about depression in the Book of Songs 1 What are the sad poems in The Book of Songs?
The road was delayed, carrying thirst and hunger. I feel sad, and I don't know I'm sad. Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei
The road is long and slow. You are hungry and thirsty. My heart is really hard, who knows my sadness.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. The Book of Songs Peak and Drum Music
Dead or alive, it's a deal with you. I will hold your hand and be with you forever.
People who know me worry me; If you don't know me, what do you want? Who is this? The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Li Shu
People who know me say that I am very troubled inside; If you don't know, ask me what I want. God, who did this to me?
He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Caige.
A girl who picks Artemisia is as long as three seasons if she doesn't see it for a day.
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Book of Songs, National Style, Qin Feng, Jia Jian.
The reeds by the river are green, and the dew is crystal clear and frosted. My beloved is on the other side of the river.
In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant. Today, I was thinking that it was raining. Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei
When I left home for a distant place, willow trees fluttered in the spring breeze. Now I'm back in my hometown, and snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Decadence has no beginning, and fresh talents have an end. The Book of Songs, Elegance and Swing
Nothing can't have a good start, but unfortunately, few people can have a good ending. Everything has a beginning, but it rarely ends.
Trouble in my heart is like a robber washing clothes. Think quietly, but can't fly. The Book of Songs, National Style, Lang Feng and Bai Zhou.
The bitterness in my heart can't be erased, just like unwashed dirty clothes. Calm down and think about it, just hate flying without wings.
My aunt thinks about it, but it won't hurt Zhou Nanjuan, the eternal book of songs.
Let me just drink and have fun, so that I won't be sad forever.
2. Poetry describing depression
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers-Song Li Qingzhao >
Why should a strong brother complain about willow? 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 >
3. Mood sentences in The Book of Songs
Book of Songs Xiaoya Luming Literature
A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan.
I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.
A blowing sheng reed, a basket of gifts.
People are very kind to me, just like showing me the way.
A herd of deer, suffering in Ye Yuan.
I have a group of good guests and noble character.
Xiunan's example is not frivolous, and gentlemen and sages follow suit.
I have good wine and spirits, entertaining guests and having fun.
A herd of deer, yo, were eaten by the Qin army.
I have a group of good guests, playing the harp and playing music.
Playing the harp and piano, playing music, enjoying joy and laughter.
I have good wine and good wine, and I have dinner guests in my heart.
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A herd of deer croaked on mugwort leaves in Yuan Ye. I have a group of good guests who can play the piano and blowing sheng. A blowing sheng tube vibrates reeds, holding a basket and offering a thoughtful gift. People are really friendly to me, and I am instructed to follow them.
A herd of deer are chirping and eating wormwood in Yuan Ye. I have a group of noble and brilliant guests. Setting an example for others is not frivolous, and gentlemen and sages have followed suit. I have good wine, fragrant and mellow, to entertain guests.
A herd of deer chirped at Cao Qin on the Yuan Ye. I have a group of good guests who can play the harp and piano. Play the harp, play music and laugh happily. I have good wine to entertain guests.
ordinary people
Seeing the resumption of GATT, I was full of laughter and laughter. Well, Parr, the body is not responsible. Driving your car to bribe me to move.
"The banquet in the corner, laughing and laughing."
My lover came back from the city, talking and laughing happily. If you go to divination and seek immortality, you are happy and have no bad omen. Come in your car with my dowry.
4. Ask for ancient poems about depressed mood
Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring Breeze" is full of dust and 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 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! It's heartbreaking that Li Yu is so happy that he doesn't come to the spring half. 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. Flowers bloom, flowers are not complete, geese fly high, but they don't come back.
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 new 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.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. 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 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 was seen. When they sleep, they are lost in ecstasy, but they are disappointed and lost in ecstasy. If they want to make full use of this love letter, they will get nothing in the end, but they will be heartbroken and break the Qin Zheng column. Butterfly lovers was drunk and couldn't remember the West Building. We had a good reunion. It's really easy to get together and leave the moon. The night is cold and empty, crying for others. Partridges are drunk, patting the spring shirt and 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 you have a dream, it will become empty, just like a 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 is sad and anxious, and Huanghuajie is desolate. 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 and dream can not be separated from the golden bow and defense. Draw a jade crow fork. Poor thing, lose a penny.
5. Poetry describing depression
For example:
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers-Song Li Qingzhao >
Why should a strong brother complain about willow? 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.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. They fall in love with the floor and emphasize their sadness for adding new words-Song Xinqi >
When people are troubled, there will be no opportunities, and they will always be sad if they have nothing to do with feelings-Song and Huang Tingjian >
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 >
6. Poems about 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? . Poems describing the feeling of boredom. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Tang Li Bai< Thinking on Quiet Night >
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. Poems describing the feeling of boredom. 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 &; lt； Bodhisattva > 12, I don't remember 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?
18, Dinghu should be said to have abandoned the world, broken the enemy and taken the jade pass under Beijing, () cried and lost all six armies, and was crowned with anger as a beauty!
19, I passed, Yangliu is Yiyi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. ——amp； lt； The Book of Songs Xiaoya 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!
7. Sad sentences in The Book of Songs
The road was delayed, carrying thirst and hunger. I feel sad, and I don't know I'm sad. Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei
The road is long and slow. You are hungry and thirsty. My heart is really hard, who knows my sadness.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. The Book of Songs Peak and Drum Music
Dead or alive, it's a deal with you. I will hold your hand and be with you forever.
People who know me worry me; If you don't know me, what do you want? Who is this? The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Li Shu
People who know me say that I am very troubled inside; If you don't know, ask me what I want. God, who did this to me?
He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Caige.
A girl who picks Artemisia is as long as three seasons if she doesn't see it for a day.