People have lived for two days without being angry, and they doubt themselves every time they cry.
How many strong feelings can not be paid, but also add regret to the moth.
2. "Three Chapters Assistant Minister from the Old Temple" Time: Song Author: Cao Yanyue
Border lock good grazing, jinghua rely on ministers.
Be prepared in moving, quiet and dust-free.
The effect of dragon face is moving, and the class suspects that it is a leopard tail.
It's a pity to see the obituary, but the future in the ranks is bright.
3. "Holding Four Poems by Sun Tzu" Year: Song Author: Chen Chun
Fuqing is like a vivid example to others, and it is a safe and rich life.
It's good to be an official. Heirs can pass on the fragrance of the moon.
All his life, he became a nine-year-old Guangbao, wearing three golden products.
It can always be said that there are no regrets, and the letter will die.
4. Fourteen Poems by Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi and Zhang Yi Year: Song Author:
Politics should be against everyone's interests, but you can undertake the task of spying.
It's a pity that bees and butterflies landed in South Asia.
There is no good color, and it turns black when it rains.
Who knows how long the cold posture of old age can last?
5. "Two Songs by Fan" Year: Song Author: Zhu Chen
When you say goodbye to autumn, please hold the hand of water.
If you miss the spring breeze, you will know that night will come.
The deadline has been thin, and I have the eyebrow case.
You have no regrets, but feel sorry for yourself.
What are the synonyms of regret?
Pity, pity.
2. That poem about regret, I hate not meeting and not getting married.
This may be a memory that has come and gone before I know it.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
The virtuous woman recited Zhang Ji in Tang Dynasty.
You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.
I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.
My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.
Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Golden-Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
This poem is an inscription on the porcelain of Tongguan kiln in Tang Dynasty. The author may have created it by the Potter himself, or it may have been a popular alley ballad at that time. 1974- 1978 was unearthed at Tongguan kiln site in Changsha, Hunan. See Chen's Supplement to Complete Tang Poems, Volume 56, Five-character Poems by Anonymous, 1642, Zhonghua Book Company, 1992+00.
3. Poems about regrets and moments that should last forever have come and gone unconsciously. -"Jinse" Li Shangyin
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -"Leyou Tombs" Li Shangyin
If life is only the first time-Nalan Rong Ruo
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
I turn my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green and fat and red and thin (Li Qingzhao)
Farewell to Wei liqian
Singing a farewell song for the wanderer, the river was frosted for the first time last night. People who are most worried are afraid to hear the swan song, and lonely travelers are in the silence of mountains and clouds.
The dawn in Guancheng urged the cold, and the garden at dusk accelerated the pace of washing. This is Chang 'an Entertainment Center, where the years are wasted? .
Don't move, Datang Cen Can
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
4. What are the poems that express "regret"? 1, the topic is south of the city.
Tang Dynasty: Cui Hu
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.
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Last spring, in this family's home, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy.
When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
2. Hairpin Phoenix Red Crispy Hand
Song dynasty: Lu you
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
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In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, but you are as far away as the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the joy so thin. Full of sadness, life is bleak after leaving for a few years. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring remains the same, but people are haggard and emaciated. Tears washed away the rouge on my face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms were blown off by the wind and sprinkled on cold ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!
3. Natural tea seeds are happy.
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit.
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.
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During the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was brightly lit.
After dusk, at the time of the willow tip on the moon, I met a beautiful woman
On the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.
Never see last year's old friend again, acacia tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.
4. Bodhisattva still remembers Jiangnan music.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Now I recall the benefits of Jiangnan, when the wind was young, the spring clothes were floating and the manners were graceful. I rode my horse in Damascus and leaned against the bridge. The women on the ground were conquered by my heroism.
The boudoir barrier twists and turns, setting off the deep, which is where I am intoxicated. Now if I can be like that again, I won't want to come back until I'm old.
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Now think back to the benefits of Jiangnan. At that time, I was young and romantic, with my spring shirt fluttering and graceful. I rode a big horse and leaned against a small bridge. The women in the building were fascinated by my heroic attitude.
The boudoir barrier is winding and secluded, which is where I indulge in flowers. Now, if we can meet again like that, I will never want to come back even when I am old.
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Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
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Thuben has twenty-five strings, but this poem was written after the death of Li Shangyin's wife, so fifty strings mean broken strings.
But even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.
Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom.
Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls.
Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.
Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories.
At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
5. Poems describing regret 1. Faced with many choices, we always have no time to think. The result is either to give up or to regret.
I'm glad you can come, and I don't regret your leaving.
In life, we make mistakes almost all the time. All the things that should be done but not done are full of tears and become a regrettable lake after being eroded and precipitated day by day. After all the things that should not be done and have been done, the shadow will become a mountain of regret. -Xi Murong's "Xi Murong Prose Collection"
4, life can not regret, only regret, because regret is only a sigh of missing, and whether regret has decided your choice. Everything is the best arrangement.
5. I finally understand that love without flowers can't stand waiting, and some people miss it all their lives.
6. Some people want to start over because of regret, some people want to start over because of failure, and some people just want to start over because they are too beautiful.
6. Don't write poems about love and regret, okay?
Love is not finding the right person, but finding the right self.
I can't tell you how much I love you, but I know that you are the reason why I don't love others.
How many years does it take to warm a heart, and it only takes a moment to cool it.
One day, you will thank him for leaving. It was his departure that made room for happiness for you.
When the stars come out after dark, I will look up at the stars and miss you for him.
What I doubt is not you, but the fatal past you gave me.
Double tone marks, memories of laughter.
The most painful pain is forgiveness, and the darkest black is despair.
Hand over the mountains and rivers and smile for you.