What are some sad poems about a person? 1. A poem about a person's loneliness and sadness.
1, "red lips, boudoir thinking"
[Song] Li Qingzhao
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Xichun. When will it rain?
Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
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In late spring, the boundless loneliness in the boudoir comes like a flood, but this inch of tenderness has to accommodate countless sorrows. The more we cherish spring, the easier it will pass away. The sound of falling rain urges us to turn red and return home.
In this lonely late spring, every inch of acacia has withered, even if the spring is beautiful, it is also ruthless. Whispered: "My love, where are you?" There is only an endless decadent grassland in front of us, paved with a path that lovers must take.
2. "Good things are close, and the wind will be deep."
[Song] Li Qingzhao
The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I remember that after the flowering of begonia, it was the spring season.
The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The soul dream is unbearable, miserable, and even more screaming.
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The wind stopped and the flowers in the yard withered. Look beyond the bead curtain, there are piles of snow petals and layers of red cores. It must be remembered that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.
The singing stopped, the jade cup was empty and the wine was exhausted. Only when the blue light flashes, the fluorescent light of the beans gradually goes out. The sadness in the dream is hard to digest, and there are thrushes in spring.
3. "Slow voice search"
[Song] Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
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I searched hard, but I didn't see anything. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to maintain and rest when it is warm and cold. How to resist the cold wind in the morning after drinking three or two glasses of light wine? A line of geese flew in front of us, which was even more sad, because they were old acquaintances.
The chrysanthemums in the garden are piled all over the floor, and they are already very haggard. Who else will pick them now? How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? The plane tree leaves are dripping, and it is still dripping at dusk. How can such a scene end with a "sad" word!
4. "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
[Song] Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
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The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Looking up at the distant sky, where white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full.
Flowers, wandering by themselves, water, wandering by themselves, a kind of parting acacia, affecting two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
5. Youzhou Tower
[Tang] Chen Ziang
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it.
I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, tears fell down!
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We can't see the ancient holy king who accepted talents, nor can we see the wise king who was thirsty for talents in later generations.
Only the world is boundless, and I can't stop crying with sadness.
2. What are the poems about sadness?
1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.
2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy.
9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.
12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.
17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.
18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.
19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, () the lights were dim.
22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.
23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.
On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.
25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!
28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden pine is loose. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.
Step 3 wait for a sad poem
1, it's my life, and I owe you a thousand tears.
From the Song Dynasty Liu Yong's "Remembering the Capital with Thin Pillows and Cool Days"
The thin pillow is cold, and it feels like parting at first. It's colder to get up and sleep. After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years.
I also intend to stay, but I will return to Levi; I have plans to fight for resistance again. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.
Explanation:
After a nap, I was awakened by a thin quilt, and suddenly I felt an unspeakable sense of parting. Tossing and turning, I counted the number of knocks on the door on a cold night, got up and went to sleep again. Repeatedly tossing, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as a year.
I also intend to rein in my horse and return, but there is nothing I can do. I have embarked on the road of making a living and becoming famous. How can I return for nothing? Thousands of thoughts, always trying to enlighten and explain in various ways, can only be so lonely and boring in the end I will keep you in my heart all my life, but I have failed your endless sad tears!
2, new crow marks old crow marks, heartbroken people remember heartbroken people.
From Wang Shifu's Song of Yaoshan in December in Yuan Dynasty.
Since walking, the distant mountains are faint and the water is more sparkling. Look at Liu Fei Juan, drunk peach blossom.
The fragrance of the cabinet is bursting, and the heavy door is covered by rain. I'm afraid dusk will be abrupt and dusk, so why not be ecstatic?
New tears overwhelm old ones, and heartbroken people remember heartbroken people. How thin is Chunxiang muscle this year? The ribbon is three inches wide.
Explanation:
Since I left you, I have never seen a distant mountain, and it is even more unbearable for the clear river to flow backwards. I saw catkins flying and rolling, with bright peach blossoms on my face. There was a sweet wind in the boudoir, and the heavy door was covered until dusk, and the rain knocked at the door bit by bit.
Afraid of the arrival of dusk, dusk just comes in a hurry. If you don't want to lose your mind, how can you not lose your mind and be sad? Old tears are not dry, new tears are added. Heartbroken people often miss heartbroken people. Do you know how much my body has lost and my clothes have widened by three inches this spring?
It's no problem to cross Qian Fan, where there is water everywhere.
Looking at the South of the Yangtze River, Wash and Dress, written by Wen in the Tang Dynasty.
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.
Explanation:
After washing and dressing, I looked out from the railing of Wangjianglou alone. Hundreds of ships passed by, and none of the expected people appeared. The afterglow of the sun shines on the river, and the river flows slowly, and the tenderness of missing lingers on that Baipingzhou.
I don't know how far you are. Sad and boring.
From the Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's Yulouchun, I don't know how far you are after parting.
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.
Explanation:
I want to know where you went after 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.
5. My room is empty, and I miss you. I don't think my clothes are crying.
Two Wei and Jin Yan songs from Cao Pi, the first part.
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the frost is exposed, and the flocks of birds leave Nanxiang. (Gu Nanxiang's work is Yan Nanxiang)
I miss you and your guests, and my heart breaks. I miss my hometown, so why did you send it to stay for a long time?
I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.
Short songs cannot be long.
The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.
Explanation:
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is freezing, the plants and trees are dying, and first frost has been in the Millennium. Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who has traveled far away, and I am deeply saddened. I miss my hometown when I think about it. Why did you stay so long? I keep the boudoir alone, and miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it. Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes.
I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but my heart was very sad. The short song sang softly, as if it were still broken. The bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, the milky way flows west, and the sleepless night is long. Cowherd and Weaver Girl, facing each other from a distance. What crime did you commit? It was blocked by Tianhe.
4. Poems describing people's sadness
1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.
2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. 4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. 6. The belt is getting wider and wider.
It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. 7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy. 9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. 10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords. 12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing.
I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. 13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. 15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
5. What poems describe sadness?
The voice is very slow, Li Qingzhao
Looking for it, deserted,
Sad and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses of light wine, how can you beat him? It's too late in the wind.
Yan Guo is also the saddest thing, but he is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor, but they are worn out. Who can pick them now?
Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence?
Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, mancheng spring willow;
East wind evil, thin heart,
A sad mood, staying away from the cable after a few years,
No, no, no.
Spring is the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and weak;
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion,
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Momomo.
Chai Feng of Tang Wan;
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late.
The breeze is dry and the tears are residual.
If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away.
The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy.
Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide. Hide. Hide.