Send off to my brother
Seven-year-old girl
The clouds are starting to rise on the way out,
Leaving the pavilion, the leaves are thin.
The people who complain are like wild geese,
It does not fly in a single line.
This poem expresses the young author's deep affection when bidding farewell to his brother. My brother is about to go on the road. Autumn clouds are beginning to rise in the sky, and the sky is gray. Around the road pavilion where they are separated, the leaves are falling one after another, and the atmosphere is desolate. What is surprising is that people cannot be like the wild geese. The wild geese can fly far away together, but at this time, we brothers and sisters cannot fly far away together. The atmosphere of the scene described in the poem corresponds to the mood of parting. The brother and sister cannot bear to be separated and the flying geese fly together, which looks natural and sincere.
Send off a friend
Li Bai
Green mountains cross Beiguo,
White water surrounds the east city.
This place is different,
I have traveled thousands of miles.
The meaning of wandering in the clouds,
The feeling of an old friend in the setting sun.
I wave my hand and go away,
The horses in the Xiaoxiao class are singing.
Green mountains lie across the north of the outer city, and quiet white water flows around the east of the city. Saying goodbye here is like fluffy grass flying in the wind, traveling thousands of miles away. You are like the floating clouds in the sky, and I am reluctant to leave you like the setting sun on the mountain. We waved goodbye to each other on the horse, but the horse didn't want to be separated and couldn't help but roar. This poem is like an oil painting, where the beauty of humanity and the beauty of nature are intertwined, making it vivid and colorful. The whole poem is open-minded and optimistic, with deep affection.
Farewell to Dong Da
Gao Shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun,
The north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, you will have no friends in the future.
No one in the world will know you!
Thousands of miles away in the north, the sky is filled with clouds that make the day look dim. The north wind blows, and the wild geese fly towards the south amid the scattered snowflakes. Don’t worry about not having a close friend on the road ahead. Who in the world doesn’t know you? The first two sentences describe the scenery of the North, and the scenery they paint highlights the poet's frustrated mood when bidding farewell to Dong Da. The last two sentences comfort and encourage friends. They are impassioned and generous. It is a touching farewell poem from the heart.
Farewell to Yishui
King Luo Bin
Farewell to Yandan here,
The strong man is crowned with glory.
The people were gone back then,
Today the water is still cold.
When Jing Ke bid farewell to Prince Dan of Yan, he went to Qin to assassinate the King of Qin. Before leaving, the warrior was impassioned and furious. Nowadays, the ancient warriors have died long ago, but the water here is still as cold as before. This poem is different from the sad mood of ordinary farewell poems. The poet's nostalgia for the ancient warriors seems to be inspiring his friends to learn from Jing Ke and do something.
Farewell
Du Mu
Sentimental but always seeming to be ruthless,
But I can’t laugh in front of the bottle.
The candle is willing to say goodbye,
Weep for others until dawn.
When they parted, they were clearly sentimental, but they always found it difficult to express their inner feelings and felt as if they were heartless. Don't try to force a smile at the banquet, but you can't. The candles at the banquet seemed to understand our feelings of farewell, and shed tears for us until dawn. The poet used objects to express his emotions, expressing the deep and sincere feelings that are inseparable when parting from friends. How many new sorrows turn into old hatreds?
How many past events have become smoke and mirrors?
How much tenderness can’t be expressed?
The remaining song is "Laughing in the Red Dust".
White gauze clothes and green skirts,
How can they make me lose my soul?
This life is a lotus dream,
I will be a flower protector in the next life.
Reference material: "Three Hundred Poems", author: Bai Yu
Let's talk about poetry first.
I think Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc" is quite sad. , especially "long lovesickness, heartbreaking".
Du Fu's "War Chariots" is another kind of sadness caused by deep sympathy for the people's suffering.
Bai Juyi's "Part 1" "White-haired Man" and "Harem Ci" can be regarded as "elegies lamenting the fate of women". There are many lines in "Pipa Xing" that reveal sadness.
Li Shangyin's "Deng Le You Yuan": Xiang Wan Feeling unwell, I drove to Guyuan. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
In addition, many of Li Shangyin's untitled poems are mostly about love, which are also sad. For example, "Last night's stars and last night's wind" and "It's hard to say goodbye when we meet."
There are many, many words.
Su Shi:
Jiangchengzi
Farewell to Xuzhou
Wandering at the end of the world, I have endless thoughts.
We met, but in a hurry.
Hand in hand with the beautiful woman, the tears will fade away.
Why do you want to ask Dongfeng Yu? Spring is here, who is it with?
The water in Sui Di is soluble in March.
Back to Hong, go to Wuzhong.
Looking back at Pengcheng, Qingsi and Huaitong.
I want to send thousands of tears of lovesickness, but they cannot be shed, Chu Jiangdong.
The more famous one is Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi", which mourns the death of his wife:
Ten years of life and death are uncertain.
If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.
Thousands of miles away from the lonely grave, there is no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream.
Xiaoxuan window, dressing up.
We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
Li Qingzhao’s poems also contain many sad works:
One cut of plum blossoms
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn.
Easy to untie Luo Shang,
Go to the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book?
When the wild goose returns,
The moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
A kind of lovesickness,
Two places of leisurely sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling,
I just lower my brows,
But it is in my heart.
Linjiang Fairy
The courtyard is a little deeper,
The cloud window and fog pavilion are often exposed,
The willow shoots and plum calyx gradually become clear. ,
The moling tree returns in spring,
The old man builds Kangcheng.
How many things have happened when I felt the moon and chanted in the wind,
Now I am old and have no achievements,
Who can pity the haggard and become more useless,
Testing the lamp It's boring,
I'm not in the mood for walking in the snow.
There is also Li Yu. Most of the later works of this subjugated king are melancholic:
Breaking Time
Forty years of family and country, three thousand miles away Mountains and rivers.
The phoenix pavilion and the dragon tower reach the sky, and the jade trees and their branches are used as tobacco.
How many times have we experienced fighting?
Once you become a captive, you will sink your waist and wear your temples.
On the most hasty day of farewell to the temple, the temple still plays a farewell song.
Weeping to Gong E.
Poppy
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past?
The east wind blew again in the small building last night,
The motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.
The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed.
How much sorrow can you have?
Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Lang Tao Sha Ling
The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the spring is fading.
Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at dawn.
Isn’t it true in the dream that the person is standing still?
Don’t lean on the railing when you are alone, the world is limitless.
It is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see others.
Flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth are gone.
Lu You and Tang Wan's two poems "The Hairpin Phoenix" are also very sad
◆ Lu You. The Hairpin Phoenix ◆
Red hands, yellow wine. The city is filled with spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin.
With a heavy heart, I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, and people are thin and empty. The tear stains are red and silky. Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion.
Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
◆ Tang Wan. Hairpin Phoenix ◆
The world is thin and human beings are evil. When the rain comes and evening comes, flowers tend to fall. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears.
When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark.
Afraid of being asked, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it! "The Ring in the Rain" [Southern Song Dynasty] Liu Yong
The cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the shower has begun to stop.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the place of nostalgia and the orchid boat urge the hair.
Looking at each other with tears in their hands, they were speechless and choked.
Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads across the sky.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing and neglected in the Qingqiu Festival.
Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon.
After so many years, it should be a time of good times and good times.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them?
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