Poems expressing faint sadness

Meet Yu Huanli

Go to the west wing without saying a word,

The moon is like a hook,

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting,

The reason is still confusing,

It's sadness,

It's not just the general taste.

Yuan Xi- Xin Qiji's Jade Case

Thousands of trees open in the east wind night,

Blowing down, the stars are like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of incense.

The phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns,

A night of dragon and dragon dancing together.

Moths, snow willows, golden plumes,

The laughter faded away.

Looking for him in the crowd,

Suddenly looking back, the man was there.

The lights are dim.

"The title city is Nancun"-Cui Hu

On this day last year, in this door,

Peach blossoms set each other off in red.

People don't know where to go,

Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Ye Chun's quatrains-Wang Shizhen

The red bridge spans the water,

One song is dry and nine songs are red.

At noon, under Fanghua Bridge,

Yi Xiang's figure hurried by.

The Antique Poem "Friends of Cambodia" in Mulan Ci —— Nalan Xingde

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.

It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night.

More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.

"Butterfly Loves Flowers, Red Flowers Fade, Red Apricots Out of the Wall"-Su Shi

Flowers wither, red apricots are small,

When swallows fly,

The green water around people,

Catkin rarely blows on the branches,

There are many fish in the sea.

Swing inside and outside the wall,

The beauty inside and outside the wall laughs,

The laughter disappeared, the sound disappeared,

Affectionate but heartless chagrin.

"Continued Lights: Master Sense of Zhuhai Temple in Longxiang, Wenzhou"

Shang Tang: When you see it, what you see is not what you see.

Seeing is far from seeing, but seeing is out of reach.

Falling flowers deliberately follow the running water, and the running water loves falling flowers mercilessly.