A poem about apology 1. What are the poems about apology?
1, in case of pity, ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh. -"Home at the end of the year/Home at the end of the year" Qing: Jiang Shiquan
Seeing her son lose weight, my mother felt distressed and called me to ask about the difficulty of the journey. Mom, my son has always been ashamed of you. He won't have the heart to tell the story of his wandering.
I have been away from this world for so many years, and I have often seen you. We are predestined poetry friends, not to mention you and my two cousins. -"When Cousin Lu Lun came to spend the night" Tang Dynasty: Si Kongshu
I feel ashamed that I have been lonely for so long that I often can't express my condolences to you. We are poetry friends, born by fate, not to mention that you and I are cousins.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -"Jinse" by Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty
Don't wait until all kinds of events are remembered before you feel sad. Time has passed, and you have tasted the bitterness and sorrow. Our former friendship should be remembered today, but it was careless at that time and has long been disconsolate.
4, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, and at most they can't clear their grievances. -"Reunion in the Deep of Qulan" by Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty
After breaking up, you and I suffered the same pain. Every full moon, I feel sad because I can't get together.
5, 10,000 kinds of ideas, a variety of solutions, only loneliness and fatigue. This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. -Liu Yong's "Recalling the Imperial Capital" in the Song Dynasty
Thousands of thoughts always try to enlighten and explain in various ways, and finally they can only be so lonely and boring. I will keep you in my heart all my life, but I have failed your endless sad tears. I can only sincerely apologize to you!
2. Apologize poems
regret
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.
miss
The journey of chaitoufeng
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine. Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. 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 as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Tang Wan, Chai Feng
3. Apologize poems
1, Yulin Chills-Song Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
Interpretation of vernacular:
After autumn, cicadas are so sad and in a hurry. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.
Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn.
It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing. Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?
2. Four of Five Poems of Li Si-Tang Yuanzhen
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Interpretation of vernacular:
Once you have experienced the boundless sea, you feel that the water elsewhere is dwarfed; Once I experienced the clouds in Wushan, I felt that the clouds in other places were eclipsed.
Even among the flowers, I am too lazy to look back. Maybe it's because of the monastery, maybe it's because of you.
3. "Half-dead children, returning to Nagato, everything is not right"-Song
Overcoming the door is wrong, what is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.
The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?
Interpretation of vernacular:
When I come to Suzhou again, I just feel that everything is wrong. Why can't my wife who came with me come with me? I seem to be a plane tree beaten by frost, half dead; Like a naked mandarin duck without a companion, lonely and tired.
Dewdrops on the green grass have just dried on the Yuan Ye. I wander in the bedroom where I used to live together, and I wander in the new grave on the ridge. Lying in an empty bed, listening to the biting wind and rain outside the window added a lot of sadness. Who will burn the midnight oil to mend my clothes in the future!
4. My wife's birthday-Wu Qin Jiaji
After twenty years of poverty in Yuan Qiu, I cooked sunflower seeds to relieve my troubles.
There is no time for blue mirror, the frequency is too strong to grow old.
The sea and sky are desolate, there are swallows at the door, and the river light shakes the house like a boat.
Can't sell wine to wish each other good, or come back for advice.
Interpretation of vernacular:
I have been down and out in the country for twenty years, and you always cook humble meals to comfort my troubles.
You never had the freedom to dress up in front of the mirror. You and I went through years of famine until we were old.
Swallows steaming past the door, desolate and cold, and the lighted hut in the stream swayed like a boat.
I can't prepare wine to celebrate your birthday now, so I have to go home and plan with you and share your troubles.
5, "Niannujiao Sleeping Day"-Xiao Gang in Southern Dynasties
Talk on the pillow in the north window, and the south eaves are not inclined.
Climb the hook and drop the obstacle, insert the pipa.
The dream is smiling, but the sleeping temple crushed the flowers.
Yan Wensheng jade wrist, fragrant sweat soaked in red yarn.
Mother-in-law has been with him, arguing that family is not wrong.
Interpretation of vernacular:
At noon, under the north window, my wife is going to sleep on the pillow.
Climb up the hook to hang the curtain, let the gorgeous curtain hang down, insert the lute dial, and lift the lute and put it elsewhere.
The bright face smiled with dimples, and the dark clouds of hair piled on the pillow were scattered on the fallen flowers floating in from the window.
As white as jade, bamboo hairpin patterns are printed on the wrist, and the summer dress made of red fine silk is soaked with fragrant sweat.
It was my husband who stayed with her all the time, even waiting for her nap. Don't mistake her for a prostitute in a brothel.
4. Apologize poems
A bell ringing in the rain
It's too late for Changting. At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who can say!
Liu Yong was frustrated in his career and drifted around. This word was written when he left Bianjing for Zhejiang.
With the sad autumn scenery as the foil, Ci expresses the feelings of parting with the one you love. The last movie wrote a farewell scene, which was profound and meticulous.
Farewell scenes. The next film is about the imaginary parting scene, which shows the deep feelings of both sides. The whole word is like running water,
When you write about all human sorrows, don't hate it. Poets write landscapes, objects, narratives and lyricism in a simple way. Sincere feelings and sad writing style.
Untitled
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Appreciation: This is the most famous love poem among many poems titled "Untitled". The whole poem revolves around the first sentence, especially the words "Don't be embarrassed". "East wind" ends the season, but it is a metaphor for people's lovesickness. Because of lingering feelings, people are as lifeless as dead spring flowers. Three or four sentences are a portrayal of mutual loyalty and vows of eternal love. The fifth and sixth sentences respectively describe the feelings of depression, resentment, indifference and even decline caused by not meeting each other. The only thing we can hope for is the idea in those seven or eight sentences: I hope the bluebird can spread acacia frequently.
Excerpted from Ren Yuan and China.
5. There are poems about expressing your mistakes and apologizing.
1, meet again in the depths of the curved diaphragm, even tears are shaking.
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood.
Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first move is to draw a skirt. I remember that time I saw you in the depths of the winding railing. You dry your tears and snuggle in my arms and tremble.
After parting, you and I each bear the same desolation. Every full moon, I feel sad because I can't get together.
We were separated for a long time and endured the pain of sleeping alone. I know your pillow is always covered with tears. I remember your most touching moment. At that time, you wore a skirt embroidered with flowers, which was very beautiful.
2. Young married women in boudoir never worry, and they wear makeup on the green floor in spring. Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
-Tang Wang Changling translated "in my heart forever": Young women in boudoir never had the worry of lovesickness. On a bright spring day, she dressed herself up and climbed a tall building. Suddenly, when I saw the spring scenery of willows on the roadside, I felt blue.
She regretted that she shouldn't have let her husband join the army. 3, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Tang Yuanzhen translated "Lisi": I experienced the vast sea once and felt that the water elsewhere was dwarfed; Once I experienced the clouds in Wushan, I felt that the clouds in other places were eclipsed.
Even among the flowers, I am too lazy to look back. Maybe it's because of the monastery, maybe it's because of you. 4. Ordinary flowers are in full bloom, and pears are picked in white.
Now I stand quietly like two or three trees, and there is only one poor green leaf to spend the late spring with me. At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, but I just picked a white pear flower and gave it to you, a woman with white skin like jade.
Now I stand quietly by the river like those two or three trees, but only a green leaf accompanies me through the last spring. 5. It's wrong to go back to Nagato. What's the difference between them? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.
The original grass, the first dew, the old habitat new ridge. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?
-"Partridge Sky" Translated by He Zhu in the Northern Song Dynasty: When I come to Suzhou again, I just feel that everything is wrong. Why can't my wife who came with me come with me? I seem to be a plane tree beaten by frost, half dead; Like a naked mandarin duck without a companion, lonely and tired.
Dewdrops on the green grass have just dried on the Yuan Ye. I wander in the bedroom where I used to live together, and I wander in the new grave on the ridge.
Lying in an empty bed, listening to the biting wind and rain outside the window added a lot of sadness. Who will burn the midnight oil to mend my clothes in the future! 6, the night is cold and white, it is difficult to leave the song! Worried about the hatred of Iraqis, Mo Wen turned to apologize.
After I left my sweetheart, I felt very depressed and worried about my sweetheart. Why did you come to apologize to me?