Poetry about inner loss 1. Poetry about emotional loss
Poems describing the sense of loss:
1, listening to the horn for no reason, the pillow is red and thin. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, the north wind blows away the snow for three nights"
2. The crow flies away at dusk, and a flower shadow sends it to dusk. -Brahmanism in Xia Wanchun, spring night.
3. Red-violet is too drunk for Bai Niao to speak. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Goose Lake is Ill"
4. Cherish Zhu Yan in the scenery, and lean on dusk alone. -Li Yu's Twelve Brothers of Ruan Langgui and Zheng Wang
5. Fangfei shoes. The garden is broken and sad. -Xiang Ziyin "Qin Louyue Fangfei Evil"
2. What poems describe "emotional loss"?
I spent the autumn on the Xiaoxiao River and did a lot of worries. -He Zhu's "Eye-catching, Mix Jiang Shangdi Huaqiu"
A poet can be heartless in thought, but he got nothing in those days. -Li Qingzhao's "Partridge and Sweet Osmanthus"
Just after Qingming Festival, I gradually feel the pain in the Spring Festival Evening. -Li Guan's "Dead Hua Lian Chun Mu"
1, listening to the horn for no reason, the pillow is red and thin. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, the north wind blows away the snow for three nights"
2. The crow flies away at dusk, and a flower shadow sends it to dusk. -Brahmanism in Xia Wanchun, spring night.
3. Red-violet is too drunk for Bai Niao to speak. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Goose Lake is Ill"
4. Cherish Zhu Yan in the scenery, and lean on dusk alone. -Li Yu's Twelve Brothers of Ruan Langgui and Zheng Wang
5. Fangfei shoes. The garden is broken and sad. -Xiang Ziyin "Qin Louyue Fangfei Evil"
6, tears do the riverside, endless and sad. -Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liu Yang Strong Alcohol Meat"
7, wax tears anger the east wind, the old sleep is new. -Nalan Xingde's "The Whip Shadow Falling on the Spring Dike"
8, lock away from sorrow, endless, unfamiliar when you come. -Han Zhen's "Feng Xiao Yin, Lock and Stay Sorrow"
9, the beauty squatted on the lantern, tears leaning on Yao Se. -Zhu Dunru's "Good things are as fine as dust in the near spring rain"
10, Haiyan will mow grass in the future, and Jiang Mei has passed willow cotton. Wet the swing at dusk. -Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha Dandang Spring Cold Food Day"
1 1, I'm worried about the return of spring, which is even more absent. -The article "Zhu Yingtai is near, chop cockroaches"
12, reading Lantang red candle, the heart is long and the flame is short, and people cry. -Yan Shu's "Shake Qiu Ting, don't report thousands of miles"
13, Jade Tragedy Flower Sorrow Out of Fengcheng, Downstairs of Furong. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Day, Love
14, immediately drop your soul suit and cry. Every one, for Gunter. -Cheng Gai's "Cold Acacia Moon Hanging Frost Cold Forest"
15, the moon is only a few feet away from the curtain, and the black magpie is white. -Song Wan's "Die Hua Lian Lu Yue Huairen"
3. Sentences expressing loss and loneliness
A sentence describing a sense of loss
1, there is always too much helplessness around us, which makes us feel endless sadness. Perhaps only by learning to give up can people stop wandering.
2, can wash away everything except tears, is time, with time to convey pride, the longer the time, the weaker the resistance, like a cup of tea diluted from time to time.
3. We are people who leave the plot. Everything takes leaving as the final solution. We are always ready to leave, accept leaving, don't face it, and don't want new pain.
I always thought that I would get used to the lost time and the past. No matter where you are or who you meet. How to end it.
5, tangled, weak, lonely, dark, dark heart, if there is still time to come back, assuming that time is back, empty ... I don't quite understand why you are looking for these words, but I still wrote some ... If you really have a bad expression, it may be better to listen to sad songs and fight poison with poison ... Otherwise, I will find some jobs I used to like to do, and I won't be whimsical when I am busy.
6. Love is an elaborate lie.
7. When we lose something, we can get something else.
Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
9. Maybe there will be many such experiences in life, but you can only choose to pass by. Like leaves, the process of growth and decline is just a lonely cycle.
10, smiling silently, but I don't know what I'm thinking, I don't want to see or listen. Nothing makes sense. Standing alone, alone. Cold, dead.
1 1, I'm still used to being loved. Maybe one day in a noisy city, you and I pass by, and I will stop and stare at the distant figure and tell myself that person ... I once loved.
12, I like winter, because the days are short and the nights are long, so I have more time to escape.
13, the stars that can't be picked are always the brightest, the movies that are missed are always the most beautiful, and the ones that fail are always the most wanted. Why not take good care of them now?
14, I am a non-flowering flower, but I am used to dying before I learn to blossom.
15, commitment is often like a butterfly, flying beautifully and then disappearing.
16, I tried to find hope. I was afraid that luck was around, but I was careless and missed it.
17, my heart is empty. I feel as if the whole world has abandoned me. Loneliness, loneliness, loss and helplessness make me breathless … I really want to escape and go to another world …
18, always forget your promise and hypnotize yourself over and over again!
19, meet indifferently and walk at will. There are deep and shallow ideas in my heart. Don't be surprised by honor or disgrace, just look at the flowers blooming in front of the door, and have no intention to stay or stay, and it will be filled with clouds and smoke.
20. Sweet feelings are not necessarily love. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is not necessarily the harbor you want to berth.
4. Poems describing inner loneliness and sadness
Cicada is difficult to fly when there is a lot of dew. When the wind is strong, their calls are very low.
Source (Tang) Luo's "A Political Prisoner Listening to Cicada": "Cicada sings in the west, and guests think deeply in the south crown. However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . "
Xidi: autumn. Nanguan: prisoner, referring to the author himself.
Xuan bristle: refers to cicada. Baishi: refers to the author himself.
Some versions of "Deep" are "Invasion". Luo (about 640-684) was born in Yiwu (now Yiwu County, Zhejiang Province).
He was an outstanding poet in the early Tang Dynasty, and was called "four outstanding poets in the early Tang Dynasty" together with Yang Jiong and Lu. He once worked as a junior official in Chang 'an, and in 684 AD, he and Xu Jingye opposed Wu Zetian together. After his failure, his whereabouts were unknown.
Most of his poems are sad and angry words, and he is good at seven-character songs and parallel prose. His book Zhao Zhao in Zhao Zhao has been circulated for a long time. His works include Robin Wang Ji.
The background of this poem is that the author was framed and imprisoned for touching Wu Zetian when he was an assistant to the imperial history. I wrote this poem in prison.
Poetry is full of emotion, broad-minded, natural in allusion, clear in metaphor and full of puns. They are famous works in chanting poems. All the sentences are about cicadas, and they are all about themselves.
"His flight through the fog" refers to the pressure of the environment, which is difficult to apply; "His pure voice is drowned in the windy world" means that there are too many slanders and his speech is restricted. This metaphor, conceived to convey music, has profound implications and is a famous sentence praised by people.
5. Poems describing inner sadness
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full. It's hard to be complete at this time.
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
I can't get rid of my worries, but my frown goes to my heart.
Immortality, curtain rolling west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers —— Song Liqing's photo of "Drunken Flowers"
Where were those lost times before me? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, and my tears fall down-Don Chen Ziang's You Zhou Tower.
White hair, three thousands of feet, long sorrow —— Song of Autumn Pu by Tang Li Bai
Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor-Li Bai's Dream by Tang Du Fu.
On that green spring day, I sang loudly and drank heavily, and started my way home-on both sides of the Yellow River described by Du Fu.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. I frantically packed my books and poems-Don Du Fu. Ditto.
People grow up naturally, but hate water to grow in the East —— Meeting You by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty
How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward-South Tang. The Mermaid by Li Yu >:>
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows —— Tang Li Bai's Shu Yun, the official of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building.