1. Poems about Broken Love in Ancient Times
Yuan Zhen’s Four of Five Poems on Li Si Once there was no water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not clouds.
Nalan Xingde's "Poppy Poppies" The two parts echo each other after a desolate farewell, and the most overwhelming one is the clear and grudge in the bright moon.
Su Shi's "Jiang Chengzi" Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, alone in the tomb, nowhere to talk about the desolation.
Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, and there is no place in the world to arrange it.
Wen Tingshi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers" has overlapping tear stains and brocade characters. There is only love in life that is hard to die.
"Spring in the Jade House" by Ouyang Xiu Life is full of love and obsession, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.
Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling" It has been a long time, and it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Wen Tingyun's "Third of Three Gengluozi Poems" The sycamore tree and the rain at midnight represent the bitterness of separation and love. Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, the air drips into the sky. Nie Shengqiong Partridge Sky Looking for a good dream will never come true. Who knows how I feel at this moment? Tears fell in front of the pillow, rain fell in front of the curtain, and dripped into the morning through the window. 2. What poems did the ancients write about broken love?
1. "Ode to a Chaste Woman: A Letter to Master Li Sikong in Dongping" Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji Original text: You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls.
Feeling your affection, tied in a red lining. The concubine's house has tall buildings and gardens, and the beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light.
I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is as important as life and death. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, why not meet again when you are not married.
Translation: You know that I already have a husband, but you still want to give me a pair of pearls. I am grateful in my heart for your lingering affection and tying the pearl on my red short shirt.
My high-rise building is connected to the royal garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd. Although I know that you are sincere and open-minded, I have vowed to fight with my husband through life and death.
Returning your twin pearls brings tears to my eyes. I regret not meeting you before I got married. 2. "Gift to the Maid" Tang Dynasty: Cui Jiao Original text: The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after others, green beads are dripping with tears on their turbans.
As soon as Hou Men entered the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on. Translation: The princes, princes, and grandsons were vying to catch up with each other, and the beautiful women were weeping and soaking their turbans.
Once you enter the deep sea-like Houmen, the person you love in your heart becomes a stranger. 3. "Writing Love" Tang Dynasty: Li Yi Original text: The water pattern of the precious silk is long and long, and the good time of a thousand miles is over.
From now on, I have no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon. Translation: Lying on the exquisite bamboo mat, sleepless and full of thoughts.
The situation suddenly changed, and the good fortune of a thousand miles was suddenly shattered. From now on, I no longer have the intention to appreciate the beautiful scenery on this good day, regardless of whether the moon goes up to the East Tower or the moon goes down to the West Tower.
4. "Baitou Yin" Han Dynasty: Zhuo Wenjun Original text: It is as white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds. I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.
Today’s drinking party, Mingdangou Shuitou. The crocodile is on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west.
Desolate and miserable, there is no need to cry when getting married. I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.
Why are the bamboo poles curling up, and the fish tails are so sticky! A man cares about his spirit, why use money and a knife! Translation: Love should be as pure as the snow on the mountains and as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you have second thoughts, so I came to break up with you.
Let’s have a drink today for the last party, and we will part ways in Goutou early tomorrow morning. I moved slowly along the ditch, and my past life was like water flowing eastwards.
When I left home resolutely to follow you, I didn’t cry miserably like other girls. I hope to find someone who is close to my heart and will never be separated until we grow old.
The love between men and women is as light and long as a fishing rod, and the fish is as lively and cute. Men should value love and justice. No money or treasure can compensate for the loss of true love.
5. "Qing Ping Le" Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao Original text: If you can't keep people in, you can get drunk and leave the orchid boat. A green spring water road passes by the place where the orioles sing at dawn.
The willows at the ferry are green, and the branches and leaves are alienated. From then on, I stopped sending brocade books, and there was no proof of the clouds and rain in the painting building.
Translation: Unable to keep people in trouble, he got drunk and boarded the painting boat and sailed away. The boat pushed aside the light blue waves and drove on the long road of spring water. Everywhere it passed, the sound of oriole cries was heard.
The willows at the ferry are lush and green, and the branches and leaves are full of farewell and separation. From now on, there is no need to send brocade letters to express one's true feelings. The joy in the painting studio is just a dream, and the eternal vows are empty words after all. 3. Looking for ancient poems that express lovelorn love
"Resentment" Author: Li Bai The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain and sat deep with frowning eyebrows.
But when I see wet tears, I don’t know who I hate. Notes: 1. Deep sitting sentence: write about the expression of disappointment.
2. frown: frown. Rhyme translation: The beauty rolled up the beaded curtain and waited, sitting with her eyebrows tightly closed.
I could only see her cheeks wet with tears, and I didn’t know whether she hated others or herself. Comment: This is a poem about the resentment of an abandoned wife.
If it has some sustenance, that's fine. The poem uses concise language to depict the resentful mood of the lady.
Focus on writing the word "resentment". "Resentment" leads to sitting and waiting, "resentment" leads to frowning, "resentment" leads to tears, "resentment" leads to hatred, and the theme is deepened layer by layer.
As for whom to blame? Who do you hate? The author has laid out infinite space, and the poet can explain himself. 4. Words and phrases in ancient texts describing the inner pain of a woman after a broken love
Yu Linling Liu Yong
The chilling cicadas are sad, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the orchid boat at the place of nostalgia urges the hair. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Since ancient times, sentimentality has hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? The dawn wind and the waning moon rise by the willow bank. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them!
Zhuo Wenjun:
After a farewell, the two places are inseparable. I only said March and April, but who knows five or six years. The lyre cannot be played, the eight-line calligraphy cannot be passed down, the nine-stringed chain is broken, and the gaze of the ten-mile long pavilion is too long. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, all helpless to complain.
"Baitou Yin"
It is as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds. I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.
Today’s drinking party, Mingdangou Shuitou. The crocodile is on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west.
Desolate and desolate, there is no need to cry when getting married, I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old.
Why are the bamboo poles so curling, and the fish tails so fragile? A man cares about his spirit, so why use a money knife?
"Farewell Book"
The spring blossoms compete with each other, the five colors are exquisite, the piano is still in the palace, and the new sound replaces the old one!
There are mandarin ducks in the Jinshui, and trees in the Han Palace. These things are new, and people who lament the world are so greedy that they don’t realize it!
The red string is broken, the bright mirror is missing, the morning dew is shining, the beauty is resting, the old head is moaning, the pain is parting, try your best to eat more and don’t miss my concubine, the golden water is soup, and I will say goodbye to you!
Luo Shen Fu Cao Zhi
In the third year of Huang Chu, Yu Chao went to the capital and returned to Luochuan. The ancients said that the god of Si water was named Mi Fei. Feeling about Song Yu's affair with the goddess of the king of Chu, he wrote this poem. The words are:
I came from the capital area and returned to the Eastern Fan. I carried Yique on my back, crossed the shackles, passed through Tonggu, and visited Lingjing Mountain. . The sun is tilting to the west, and the carriages and horses are in trouble. Er is a tax driver in Henggao, a horse in Zhitian, a Rongyu in Yanglin, and a wanderer in Luochuan. Then the spirit moved away and the mind was frightened, and suddenly the thoughts were scattered. If you look down, you won't notice it, but if you look up, you will get a special view. I saw a beautiful woman on the bank of a rock. He then came to the aid of the emperor and told him, "Do you have anyone who can compete with him? Who is that person, as beautiful as this?" The emperor said to him, "I heard that the god of Heluo is called Mi Fei. However, what the king said See, is it true? What does it look like? I would like to hear about it."
I told him: Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, graceful as a wandering dragon, shining like an autumn chrysanthemum, and luxuriantly blooming. Spring pine. It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the fluttering snow is like the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising. If you look at it forcefully, it's as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo. The slenderness is satisfied, and the length is shortened. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist will be as plain as expected. The neck is extended and the neck is beautiful, the luster is exposed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful. Yun bun E'e, eyebrow trimming and joint Juan, red lips are bright on the outside, and white teeth are fresh on the inside. Her eyes are bright, her eyes are good at gazing, her dimples support her power, her posture is gorgeous, her appearance is quiet and her body is leisurely. Tender and charming, charming in words. The costumes are unique and unique, and the bones correspond to the pictures. The dazzling beauty of the robe, the splendor of Eryao and blue. Wear gold and jade jewelry, embellished with pearls to dazzle your body. Practicing the literary shoes of traveling far away, dragging the light veil of mist and gauze. The faint fragrance of orchids is lingering in the corner of the mountain. So suddenly Yan jumped up and down, flying and having fun. It leans on Caiyan on the left, and shades Guiqi on the right. Go to the Marsh of God with your bright wrists, and gather the mysterious mushrooms in Turbulent Sea.
I am happy with its beauty, but my heart is shaking but not happy. Unscrupulous matchmakers use microwaves to communicate. I hope that Cheng Su will arrive first and untie the jade pendant to get it. The beauty cultivates her faith, and the Qiang learns etiquette and understands poetry. Anti-Qiongyao comes with peace, pointing to the abyss for a certain period of time. I hold on to the wealth of my family, but I am afraid that I will be bullied by Sling. Feeling grateful for the friendship, I abandoned my words, feeling hesitant and suspicious. Keep your face calm and calm, show your courtesy and guard yourself.
So Luo Ling was stunned and moved to where he was. Divine light separates and combines, yin and yang. Song's light body stands like a crane, as if it were about to fly but has not yet soared. The Jianjiao is rich and strong, and the steps are thin and fragrant. The ultra-long chant is for eternal admiration, and the sound is mournful and long. You are all the spirits who are fleeing, and you are ordered to be a couple. Or play in Qingliu, or fly to Shenzhu. Either pick pearls or pick up green feathers. Two concubines from Nanxiang and a traveling girl from Hanbin. Sighing the incomparable melons, chanting the solitude of the morning glory. The light and thin grass is rising, and the shades are repairing the sleeves to extend the silence. The body is as fast as a flying duck, as erratic as a god. Lingbo steps slightly, and the socks are dusty. Movement is impermanent, if it is dangerous, it is safe. It’s a difficult time to advance and stop, just as you’re going, you’re going to come back. Turning around, the essence flows, and the jade face is smooth and smooth. He held his tongue without spitting out his words, and his breath was like a quiet orchid. The beauty and gracefulness made me forget to eat.
Then the screen covered the wind, and the waves behind the river were quiet. Feng Yi plays the drum, and Nuwa sings. Tengwenyu rides as a police officer, and jade luan sings to pass away together. The six dragons are standing together, carrying the descendants of the cloud chariot. The whale salamander leaps and clamps its hub, and the waterfowl soar and guard. So he crossed over to Beijun, passed through Nangang, led Yu Su, and returned to Qingyang. He moved his red lips and spoke in Xu words, laying out the outline of the handover. The ways of hating people and gods are different, and resenting those who are in their prime are inappropriate. I resisted wearing my sleeves to cover my tears, and the tears flowed down my lapel. The memorial service will never end, and the mourning will pass away and be in a foreign land. There is no trace of affection to imitate love, and I offer the bright beauty of the south of the Yangtze River. Although he is latent in Taiyin, he always places his heart on the king. Suddenly he didn't realize what he had given up, and he was so sad that he blocked the light at night.
So I carried the mausoleum high on my back, and my feet were high enough to pay attention to the gods. Imagination of lingering feelings, looking at sorrow. He hopes that the spirit body will regain its shape and go up in a light boat. Floating on the Changchuan River, I forget to return, thinking about it endlessly and growing in admiration.
The night is miserable and sleepless, and the sun comes to dawn with heavy frost. I ordered my servant to drive away, and I will return to the east road. He held the bridle to resist the policy, but he was lingering in despair and could not leave.