From the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Three Poems of Sauvignon Blanc II", the sun sets, a mist is among the flowers, and the moon grows very white, which makes people sad and sleepless. I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.
This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan. Remembering my lover, he is far away from the horizon. The eyes of that year, the eyes of that year, have now become the source of tears.
If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me! Interpretation: The sunset is hazy, the stamens are shrouded in light smoke, and the moonlight is like practice. I miss my lover all night.
Zhao Se, who carved the phoenix on the column, just stopped playing and wanted to play the Qin Shu again, but I was afraid of touching the Yuanyang string. It's a pity that this affectionate song was not delivered. I hope it can be sent to distant Yanran with the spring breeze.
Looking back on my lover, he drifted across the sky all the way. The eyes that gave him eyes in those years have now become the source of tears. If you don't believe me, please come back and look at my face in the mirror! 2. Take the children home at night, and no one is in Leng Yue.
Bai Juyi's mourning for the snowy platform in the Tang Dynasty is already half dead, while Wu Tong is old and sick, so it makes me sad to think about it. I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there.
Interpretation: On one side is a dying plane tree, and on the other side is a long-term sick body. Whenever I think of going to the grave after death, I feel sad. In the evening, I took my young son back to my hometown, and I didn't see anyone in the empty house in the cold moonlight.
3. Wandering around the courtyard, the clouds hate Yu He's face. In the Yuan Dynasty, Zhang Kejiu's "Love for Qiu Hongchun" is a diaojiao building where the stars are thin and the moon is light, and the clouds are sad and the rain is hibiscus.
The injury is full of red lines, which annoys the film and fans. The beast furnace sinks hookah, and the green marsh leaves flowers.
There is a line written in The Legend of Acacia. Interpretation: Sparse stars, faint moon, empty yard, sorrow like clouds, hate like rain, covered with hibiscus-like face.
Lonely and sad, I tied the red line to the swallow's feet with deep affection, looked at the mirror, lonely and troubled, bored and shook my fan. Look at the low smoke in the incense burner and the falling flowers in the pond.
These scenes are like lines in The Story of Acacia. 4, the dark teaching is worried about Lan Cheng, and the poor are concerned about it every night.
From Song Zhangyan's "Qing Ping Le Hou Fu Qi Duan", people speak in the west wind. When the moon sets, the sand surface is like a river and there are no geese at all.
The dark religion is sad and hurts Lan Cheng, and I am pitiful and concerned about my feelings every night. There is only one blade, and I don't know how many autumn sounds there are! Interpretation: Crickets wail to break their souls, autumn wind bleak autumn shore, people and autumn insects sing.
Leng Yue falls on the sandbar, the chengjiang river is like colorful silk, and thousands of miles of reed flowers are broken, but there is no trace of returning geese. Silently concerned about Xin, pitiful and affectionate every night.
Only the phoenix tree fell leisurely, and I don't know how many sad autumn voices were pinned on it! 5, the wind blows the bamboo and knocks the autumn rhyme of the third night. A thousand leaves, a thousand voices, all hate.
From the Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Yulouchun Farewell Don't Know Your Distance". 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.
I want to know where you have been since we broke up. Eyes and heart are dark and gloomy, giving birth to endless sadness! You go further and further, and finally you lose the news; How wide is the river? Fish swim deep under the water. Where can I get your news? Last night, the wind blew all over the bamboo forest, conveying the rhythm of late autumn, and the voice of every leaf seemed to be telling resentment. I have a heart resting on a single pillow, hoping to meet you in my dream. Unfortunately, my dream can't come true, but the wick burns in the autumn wind.
2. The Poem of Mourning at Night describes the Poem of Mourning at Night like this:
1. When the wind reaches Qiu Lai, hurry back to my heart. It is lonely and cold, dark and gloomy. There was a faint fire and a few people.
2. I don't want to sleep in the long night. Lovers are carefree by the river. Do you know if it is safe in the distance? I remember my lover's tears are like curtains.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. -Wang Tangjian's "Fifteen nights full moon to send Du Langzhong" said
4. I have been there, Liu Yiyi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -"The Book of Songs Xiaoya and Cai Wei"
5. The west wind in Leng Yue is cool, with green frost and yellow leaves. Half the scenery is gone, and the raspberry moss is hidden.
6. There are trees and branches on the mountain. I wonder if you are happy. -Anonymous Song of Ren Yue
7. The world is infinite and can't be painted with sadness. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"
8. A moment that should last forever? It's just that I was already confused. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
9. Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, and endless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"
10. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor Worried about adding new words. -Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, Shuboshan Road in the Wall
1 1. Time only makes people old, don't believe in customs, hate leaving the pavilion for a long time, and easily wake up with tears. -Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Time Only Helps the Old"
12. The thin shadow is shallow and fragrant at dusk. -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"
13. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even sadder to raise a glass to dispel our worries. -Li Bai's Song of Shu Yun/Escorting Yu Shuhua to the Building, the farewell book of Xuanzhou Xielou.
3. Ask some sad sentences about the night. I don't understand the darkness of day and night, just as you don't understand my sadness.
I love the night, because under the starry sky, the longing for dawn is burning.
I moved my body quietly, for fear that my thin old clothes and lonely face would disturb her elegant tranquility.
Night, mercilessly enveloped the whole city, gradually spread to my world.
Looking around, the lights are dim. Look up at the sky, bit by bit. I smiled bitterly. How could such a weak light be worth the annihilation of the night?
A person's loneliness can only be understood by night.
When I don't want to wake up, the desk lamp is projected on the wall, and I am the only lonely figure.
I like winter, because the days are short and the nights are long, so I have more time to escape.
Your pity for dreams has been broken, and you face each other across the water. My thoughts are full of tears, like water lilies.
The pain is in my heart, the dream is falling, and the feeling is already comparable. Drunk Iraqis, the phoenix blows away, don't follow.
Moonlight enveloped the whole forest, and several twinkling stars hung in the night sky. I only heard "ding dong ding dong", but it turned out that the river was crying alone in the dark.
Without light, I can't see the pulse of my palm, and I don't know if I'm still alive and confused waiting for the end.
I am just a child who shines with the stars and is lonely with the night.
One year, one month, one night, your name is written all over the paper, and the messy words reflect the beautiful loneliness, which is the painful memory of impetuous years.
The sound of residual flowers falling to the ground awakened the sleeping clouds, and the dream was wet by the light rain in the middle of the night. The old locust tree stood by the roadside and sighed at the time …
Who sings in the lonely night?
The world is short, the ends of the earth, the bosom friend is half scattered, and a gourd ladle of turbid wine is exhausted. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight! I'm thinking about you!
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.
The night makes loneliness deep, and loneliness sublimates and blooms in the dark, and deduces the beauty of black. On a starry night, I am still myself.
The night is heartless and hateful, and lovers don't know.
Lonely night is this lonely city, and my sad love is in this lonely city. Bitter face and my absent eyes, how can degenerate youth be defeated in youth?
Under the silent starry sky, I recalled the good times, but now I am very sad, and I am still in tears.
Not at night, but lonely.
Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life, so I will always think of your loneliness over and over again every night when the stars fall.
The night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain it gave me.
Without the light in the dark, I am afraid that you are afraid of the dark and get lost like a child.
Say good night at dawn
Bring me my shadow, make the three of us, until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon.
Looking at the dark hole, my eyes are dim …
But whenever night comes and loneliness strikes, proud tears refuse to stick to my eyes. At the moment you left me, the silent conversation was deeply engraved in my mind, which was my lingering illusion. Ask if there is such a pen in the world that can draw tearless eyes, and the period left between the lines is the end of your painting for me.
4. What are the sad poems about "sleepless at night"? 1, Ruan Ji in Wei and Jin Dynasties, "Poem on the Mind".
Excerpts from the original text:
Can't sleep at night, sit up and play the piano.
Thin curtains look at the bright moon, and the breeze blows on the chest.
Lonely in the wild, birds are singing in Beilin.
What will you see when you are wandering, and you will be sad when you are worried.
Explanation:
On a cool night, it was already midnight. I couldn't sleep for a long time, so I got up and played the piano. The bright moonlight shines on the thin curtains, and the chilly and cold night wind blows slowly, shaking my skirt. A wandering wild goose wailed in the wild, and birds in the Woods flew around in fear, and the cry came from the Woods from time to time. A person lingers in the dark, but what can he see and solve? Only sadness accompanied me to be sad.
2. [Han] Han Anonymous Nineteen Ancient Poems
Excerpts from the original text:
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Explanation:
How bright the moonlight is, shining on my bedside. I was so sad that I couldn't sleep, so I got up and got dressed and wandered alone.
3. [Wei and Jin Dynasties] Wang Can's Seven Wounded Poems
Excerpts from the original text:
I couldn't sleep all night, so I took my clothes and played the piano.
Sitong touched people's hearts and gave me a mournful cry.
Explanation:
It's hard to sleep on lonely nights. Get dressed and get up to play the piano. This piano can also feel my feelings and make a sad sound for me.
4.[ Tang] Li Bai's A Song of Sauvignon Blanc
Excerpts from the original text:
High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.
Explanation:
There is only one solitary lamp in the dark, and it can't wait until dawn. Loneliness and missing make people desperate. I had to roll up the curtains, watch the moon miss that person, and sigh in my spare time.
5, [Song] Zhao Fan "Don't be enlightened"
Excerpts from the original text:
The guests can't sleep, and it's hard to think of it.
Explanation:
Wanderers are so worried that they can't sleep, flapping their bodies and telling hardships and worries over and over again.
5. Sentimental poems on a cold night: 1, Huanxisha, gathering in the cloudy mountains at midnight, Su Shi.
In the middle of the night, Sue piled up on the Yinshan Mountain, and he came to Jiumo with the car. Yanzhu Taojiang is temporarily absent.
There are poems on an empty stomach, and wet wages are like osmanthus pearls. Who will twist your moustache with you?
Explanation:
It snowed heavily in the middle of the night, and the weeds were covered with snow, just like a silver hill. In the morning, I saw the rain and snow in the field, the surging waves in the river, and the hookah filled with sand. This time has passed, and it has become a white world of ice and snow.
There are only poems in an hungry stomach, and clothes are woven into knots. Wet wood is as expensive as cinnamon, and rice is as expensive as pearls. Who can twist my beard and sing poetry with me in cold weather?
2. Five Poems on Learning Gong Liu's Dry Style (Part II) Northern and Southern Dynasties: Bao Zhao.
Hu Feng blows snow and travels thousands of miles to Longshan.
I gathered on the stage of Junyao and danced for two years before.
This morning is beautiful in itself, so avoid sunny days.
On a sunny day, the Peach and Plum Festival is beautiful.
Explanation:
The cold wind in Alakazam carried the snow from the north through Longshan and landed in the imperial city.
White snow fell quietly on the high platform. After the wind blew, snowflakes danced in the air in front of the temple.
However, Snow White has nowhere to hide in the spring sunshine.
Spring is the time when peaches and plums strive for beauty. Where can there be a place for pure white snow?
3. "Linjiang Fairy, Winter Night, Ice and Ice Together" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The ice meets the well in winter night, and the bright moon invades the painting hall. Blue jar Ming Che, sad cry. The green jar is waiting to be picked, and the powder tears are still hanging.
Before a statue is finished, the tears are covered first, and the song is half sad. Love and voice are not contradictory. If you want to know the heartbroken place, dark dust flies on the beam.
Explanation:
It's very cold at night in winter, and the wells are frozen. The bright moonlight shone into the tent through the gorgeous room, and the blue light flashed, reflecting the sad maid. The wick was almost burned out, and rouge powder and tears trickled down.
Before she finished drinking a glass of wine, she hid her face and wept, and her song was mixed with sadness. Sadness and singing should be vented as much as possible, and they are not contradictory. You have to feel the sadness of her singing, that is when the dust on the beams flies down.
4, "Bodhisattva Man, Sun Jing, Winter is Half" Qing: Nalan Xingde
The land is frightened and plundered, and it's almost half winter. It's time to untie the saddle. It's so sad that the ice is integrated with the river.
The burn marks are far away, and the city bulges high. Tomorrow is near Chang 'an, and guests are worried.
Explanation:
The wind swept across the earth. Winter is half over. Take off the saddle and stop for a while. It's dusk and crows are flying around. The Yellow River has frozen into pieces, just like endless worries.
Looking around, there are only traces of wildfire. On the high tower, drums and horns are everywhere. I will arrive in Beijing tomorrow, but the wanderer's mind is endless.
5, "Chronicle" Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xie Lingyun
You can't sleep because of worry, and it's hard to be depressed because of the bitterness of the night.
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad.
The feeling of death has been urging when it is transported to an object that is not submerged by water.
Explanation:
I can't sleep at night, and my heart is suffering. The night is endless, and I can't bear to wait for dawn.
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is fierce and biting.
Nothing eternal will die with the passage of time. A year is coming, and my life is being urged mercilessly.
6. 1 sentence describes the lonely and sad mood at night. I feel lonely every night.
2. Breaking up on this night is not about not loving, not wanting to love, but being unloved. Only the love that brings you heartache would rather not!
Then leave me alone. I'd rather be a cat, live a simple life and stay in a corner of the world forever!
4. Cold nights can't hide the sad past; The bright moon can't piece together the image of the missing person; The bitter winter wind can't blow away the pain in my heart.
When the feeling of loneliness sneaks into my heart at night, how it bites and tortures a helpless soul! The night is long. Where is the dawn?
6. As night falls, the city shows its prosperity helplessly, with bright lights and endless alarms. People seem to be used to such a night, which is ridiculous, and E79FA5E98193E58685A5EB931331323639 is even more pitiful.
7. She is like a meteor. The flash of brief and beautiful's light disappears into the vast universe. Looking at the night sky again, we can't find our early home.
8. Everyone has a story in his heart. If you can't tell it, you can only let those who tell it to yourself in the middle of the night.
9. I just want to be your moon and accompany you at night, not your sun, because the sun will hurt you.
10, this night is very quiet, and the coldness in my heart makes me feel a lot. I meditate on the past buried in my heart and miss it.
1 1, missing that kind of pain will lie dormant every silent night and will run out when people are unprepared, stinging you.
12, if one day I find that I have lost you, I will travel all over the world to find you, and you must stand where I can see you.
13, accustomed to the slow speed of Binhai Avenue at night, also accustomed to this time, thinking about the existence of another soul.
14. Zuo is a fragile person who is easily sentimental. I have always said that this is fate, and I don't want to change anything. I know I will understand one day.
15, I am alone with my night, but how can I be complete without you; I face your night, how can it be a dream without you?