Poetry about women hurting spring 1. I want to find some poems about girls hurting spring.
A flying flower reduces spring,
There is a worrying wind everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Spring goes and spring comes, flowers are not sent, and Sichuan Road is hard to be poor.
The flowing water is gone in spring, in the dream of heaven and earth.
Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late.
Since leaving, spring has passed halfway, and the scenery in my eyes has swept to a broken heart. The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full.
It is better to look at flowers than to wait for old branches.
The sunset is lonely in the east, and the melancholy spring breeze is gone.
Spring is still far away,
The end of the world is tilted.
Yinger cried like tears,
Please pour me the flower on the highest branch.
I miss love the water in the evening and hate flowers in the spring.
Far grass for pity, see Qixia later.
Emotionally, I cherish my years alone.
Qin Xin was disappointed in him, and he went home alone.
Flute by the river at sunset, flowers on the island of remnant spring.
Honesty and sincerity are welcome, but what is Tao?
Who is with Yin Gao, watching Jiuhua on a sunny day?
It is already a lonely flower in the world, and it is a pity to help the poor.
You can't climb to see it when you are old, especially when you are old.
Last night, it was raining and suddenly the wind blew.
Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.
Ask the shutter man,
However, Haitang remains the same.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?
It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Lonely boudoir,
A gentle heart is full of sorrow.
Cherish spring,
When will it rain?
The wind will blow the flowers deep,
There is a pile of red snow outside the curtain.
After the flowering of Changji Haitang,
It's spring.
There were many words in Song Dynasty that hurt and cherish spring.
2. Poems that grieve autumn and hurt spring
Gan Chun Gaoyangtai West Lake
Zhang Yan Southern Song Dynasty
How many times can you swim when you catch Ye Woying, surf and roll the group, break the bridge and return to the boat on an oblique day? It is to see flowers next year. Roses are born in the east wind, and it is very pitiful to look at roses and spring. More sad, green and desolate.
What did swallows know in those days? But the moss is deep and the grass is black and oblique. Seeing new troubles, I am now on the side of seagulls. I have no intention to continue my singing dream and sleep quietly behind closed doors. Don't open the curtains for fear of watching flying flowers and listening to cuckoos.
spring scenery
Du Fu
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.
Huanxisha
Song Yan Shu
I have always been young and limited.
It is easy to be ecstatic when you leave calmly.
Don't speak frequently at banquets and songs.
There are mountains and rivers everywhere,
Falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring more.
It is better to pity the present.
If time is short, life is short. Leaving again and again is really not an idle thing. How can you not be fascinated? Since parting is helpless, you don't have to refuse, and you don't have to get bored frequently. You just need to drown your sorrows by drinking and eat, drink, and be merry in time. Seeing the wind and rain will aggravate your thoughts of hurting spring. It means that it is useless to miss the distance.
Spring-hurting poems
Shenhuai
Weak grass and half yellow.
Not all light articles are recorded.
Nianfang was banned.
Smoke is entangled in layers.
Cold fur rolls back comfortably.
Winter goes and spring comes and goes.
Early flowers scatter gold.
The first drop of dew turned into jade.
The feeling of hurting spring
Liu
Bloom's old age is even sadder. Spring returns to the sun, and the old days never come.
Thousands of snow before the wind, a few stems in the mirror, heartbroken green hills and dusk, climbing Yang Liuzhi alone.
Touch the fish
Xin Qiji
Xichun has arrived in Shanghai and moved from Caocao in Hubei to Hunan. Wang bought a small mountain pavilion to pay tribute.
It can eliminate several storms and rush back to spring.
Cherish spring early afraid of bloom early, what's more, countless red.
Living in spring, at that point, there is no turning back.
Complaining about spring is speechless.
Just being hospitable, painting cobwebs on the eaves and doing everything in Yogyakarta.
What happened in Nagato was a mistake. Some people are jealous of Mei Mei.
A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift, but who complains about this situation?
Stop dancing, can't you see that Yuhuan Yanfei is full of dust!
Laziness is the most painful.
Don't lean on the bar, the sun is setting, and the flowers are bright.
Huanxisha
Qin Guan Bei song dynasty
The desert is light and cold, and hooligans are like poor autumn.
Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains.
This word describes the cold scene at dawn in late spring. In the last movie, it was written as "Silver is poor in autumn". Mo Mo describes a hazy picture of smoke, rain and catkin flying flowers in the morning. "Silver rogue" is the complaint of people in the building: what a pity! The cold morning is like late autumn, suggesting that the season is the time when cold food is clear. "Light Smoke" describes that people in the building suddenly find the beauty of the scenery in front of them under the cold light: white light smoke and clear water are like a quiet picture scroll. The next film follows the "painting screen" and chooses "flying flowers" and "silk rain", full of dynamic details and images, and depicts the beauty of the painting scene in detail, just like the people in the building. Suddenly disappeared, as soft and empty as a dream in spring. Finally, the word "idle hanging" reveals the emptiness and artistic conception of people in the building, which is integrated with the description of the scenery in front. This word describes a lovesick woman's pavilion and her idle spiritual world in beautiful and pleasant language. Both of them are contained in a few words, but they are made like a beautiful artistic bonsai.
3. Female Acacia Aesthetic Poetry
1, acacia
[Tang] Wang Wei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
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Red and round red beans grow in the sunny south. How many of them were born in the warm spring season in bloom?
I hope that people who miss me will collect more, and small red beans will attract acacia.
2. Broken Flowers in Sauvignon Blanc
[Ming] Yu Yan
Fold the cuttlefish branches, hate the cuttlefish branches, and allow the flowering people to sigh, and people will do it.
Afraid of lovesickness, I have missed it, and it's my turn to miss it, revealing a trace of brow.
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Fold off the beautiful flower branches, and resent the floral art. We had planned to enjoy flowers and drink together in Bloom, but Bloom's ex-lover is gone forever.
I am afraid of being tortured by acacia, but I have been worried for a long time, but when it comes to acacia, I can't get rid of it. My heart is a little calmer and my brow is a little exposed.
3. "Yulouchun, I don't know how far you are from me."
[Song] Ouyang Xiu
I don't know the distance after you broke up. Sad and boring. Drifting away, no books, rich water and heavy fish.
Late at night, the wind blows bamboo and plays autumn rhyme. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate. So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.
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After parting, I don't know how far your trip is, and I have endless sadness in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation?
In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.
4. "Ying Tianchang, don't come to Le Shu for half a year."
[Tang] Wei Zhuang
I haven't received your letter for half a year. I miss you like a thousand miles. Every inch of sorrow and every minute of sorrow are pulling my heart.
The opportunity to meet each other is so rare, but it is a pity that it should not be so easy to separate. Last year's pear blossoms were as white as snow, and more spring will be built.
The feeling of lovesickness can only stagnate in the heart, and the words of lovesickness have nowhere to tell. It's even sadder to worry about the days and the clouds and clouds.
Tears of sadness kept flowing and dyed the red cuffs black and yellow.
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I haven't received your letter for half a year, and my heart is broken into thousands of inches for you. Every inch is tied with thousands of worries, and every sorrow is pulling my heart. The opportunity to meet is so rare that I regret leaving so easily. Last year, pear blossoms were as white as snow, and going upstairs to see flowers hurt spring even more.
Acacia can only be suppressed in my heart. The words of acacia have nowhere to tell. If you are worried about the day and the bright moon, you will feel even more sad at this time. Tears of sadness kept flowing and dyed the bright red cuffs black and yellow.
5. "Music day and night, remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber"
[Song] Liu Yong
I remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber. We've only been together a long time. When will there be a quiet moment, becoming parting? The situation is bleak, and it is dusk in spring. I'm crazy about these eyes and flowers. I'm afraid of the beautiful scenery, so I'll go home with Yi.
Who can complain about loneliness? The preface is always light. If I knew it was difficult to fight, I would regret not keeping it. Not only true to the wind, but also unique to the human heart. If you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows.
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I remember the wedding scene when we first met, but I just thought we should be together forever. Who knows that a short tryst will become the last love before separation, and it happens to be in the twilight. Facing the floating catkins, I am afraid that this beautiful spring will all disappear with his departure.
A love is finally lonely, who to tell? I am easily disappointed when I think of the previous vows of eternal love. If I had known it was so hard, I would have regretted not keeping him. However, apart from his good looks, he also has something to miss. If you don't miss him for a day, you will frown a thousand times, not to mention missing him.
4. Poems that grieve autumn and hurt spring
High balcony, West Lake, Chun Qing, zhangyan, in the Southern Song Dynasty, she collected Ye Yanying, rolled catkins in the flat waves, and returned to the boat at sunset after the bridge was broken. How many times can she travel? It is to see flowers next year. Roses are born in the east wind, and it is very pitiful to look at roses and spring. More sad, green and desolate. What did swallows know in those days? But the moss is deep and the grass is black and oblique. Seeing new troubles, it is also near the seagull now. I have no intention of continuing my singing dream, and I am sleeping behind closed doors. Don't open the curtains, I'm afraid to see flying flowers and listen to cuckoos. In spring, Du Fu's old country was broken, the vegetation became green again, and the petals fell like tears. After three months of war, lonely birds sang sad songs, a letter from home was worth a thousand pounds of gold, and I caressed my white hair. It's so thin that it can't hold hairpins anymore. The song dynasty in Huanxisha has always been limited in years. Falling flowers and storms do more harm to spring. It is better to pity the people in front of you. If time is short, life is short and limited. Leaving again and again is not an idle thing. How can you not be ecstatic? Since leaving is a helpless move, you don't have to refuse the banquet, you don't have to get bored frequently, you just need to drown your sorrows and eat, drink, and be merry in time. It adds to the thought of hurting spring, which shows that it is useless to miss far away. The poems that hurt spring are full of sorrow, weak grass and half yellow smoke. The light was not completely recorded. The year was banned. Smoke winds around this floor. The cold fur has recovered. Winter goes and spring comes and goes. Early flowers were scattered and concentrated. The first drop of dew turned into jade. It is regrettable to feel sorry for Liu Hua, and it is even more sad in his later years. Spring has its day. Wang, who is also an official, bought a small mountain pavilion with wine, which is a blessing. It can eliminate several storms in spring and rush home. Cherish the spring for fear that bloom is early, not to mention countless red flowers. Living in spring, watching the end of the world has no turning back. I complain that spring is silent. It's just a way to entertain guests. Draw cobwebs on the eaves and try your best to stir up a storm. Nagato incident, quasi-wedding planning is wrong. Some people envy moths. You can buy them for a thousand dollars. Stop dancing, can't you see that Yuhuan Yanfei is full of dust! Leisure is the hardest. Don't lean on the fence, the sun goes down, and the willow is heartbroken. Qin in Huanxisha, cold and cheerless in the Northern Song Dynasty, and hooligans in the morning are like a poor autumn. The light smoke is quiet in the flowing water, the flowers are as light as dreams, the rain is as fine as sorrow, and the treasure curtain is hung with silver hooks. This word describes the cold scene at dawn in late spring. The last film wrote the scene of "Xiao Qiong Qiu". The cold morning is like late autumn, suggesting that the season is just when the cold food is clear. "Light Smoke" describes that people in the building suddenly find the beauty of the scenery in front of them under the cold light: white light smoke and clear water are like a quiet picture scroll. The next film follows the "painting screen" and chooses "flying flowers" and "silk rain", full of dynamic details and images, and depicts the beauty of the painting scene in detail, just like the people in the building. Suddenly disappeared, as soft and empty as a dream in spring. Finally, the word "idle hanging" reveals the emptiness and artistic conception of people in the building, which is integrated with the description of the scenery in front. This word describes a lovesick woman's pavilion and her idle spiritual world in beautiful and pleasant language. Both of them are contained in a few words, but they are made like a beautiful artistic bonsai.
5. Poems about men missing women
1. An inch of lovesickness is full of thoughts, and there is no arrangement in the world. -Li Guan's Hua Lian to Die (Song)
Poets are often troubled by dreams because the right person is not around. Come out for a walk tonight, it is possible to relieve the suffering of lovesickness for the right person. There is no place to arrange the author's melancholy, which shows the depth of his hesitation, sadness and depression.
2. The bright moon building is lonely, and the wine turns into acacia tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu (Song Dynasty)
I don't want to look at the tall building alone on a moonlit night, but I want to pour bitter wine into my sadness and turn it into tears of acacia.
3. It's hard to die if you seal your words with tears. -Wen "Die" (Song)
I write to you with many sad tears (this letter reminds me of endless sweet or sad past events), so (although I am old, I can't help crying when I think of the past events), life is long and love is unforgettable.
4. If a thousand dollars buy each other like a gift, who will complain? -Xin Qiji's "Fishing" (Song)
In other words, you can buy as good a gift as Sima Xiangru, but who can I tell my endless true feelings to?
5. Tears can be chased after, but incoherent words are hard to send. -Chen Duansheng's "Send Outside" (Song)
Tears are blown dry by the wind, and there will still be traces. I want to say so much that I don't know what to say if I want to send a brocade book.
6. I can't speak. I miss you. No one knows except my heart. -Bai Juyi's "Hidden Away" (Tang)
I can't speak, I secretly miss each other, and I love each other, but outsiders can't understand.
7. There are trees and branches on the mountain. I don't know if I like you. -Pre-Qin poet "The Book of Songs Ren Yue Song" (Pre-Qin)
Everyone knows that there are trees on the mountain and there are branches on the tree. And I'm happy for you in my heart, but you don't know it.
8. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. -Xu Zaisi's Gui Ling (Yuan Dynasty)
I don't think much about you at ordinary times, but now I know that I miss you and I begin to suffer.
9. The feeling that the swan goose is in the clouds and the fish is in the water is hard to come out. -Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le Hong Xiao Jianzi" (Song)
Hongyan flies in the sky and fish swim in the water, which is difficult to convey.
10. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely on Zhuhu Lake. -Yan Shu's Magpie Tread (Song)
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow, and the moonlight still enters Zhuhu Lake until dawn.
6. Poems describing women's sadness
Qin Yi and Xiao Shengyan
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell.
Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.
Magnolia lets the rain fall on the leaves of buttonwood at night.
In the middle of the night, the rain hit the phoenix tree. The soul of a dream is nowhere to be found. Sleeping on a bamboo mat, feeling the coolness of the night, I know that autumn is coming, and I hear cricket constantly calling, which seems to urge women to spin cloth.
Remember the way the dream came, so clearly appeared in front of me. I seem to be intoxicated with the songs and dances of Jiangting. Someone must ask you in front of your elders in order to tell your feelings after parting.
Before your honor, I intend to say the date of my return, but before I say anything, I will swallow it painfully. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde