Going to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers, going to Ma Rufei is weak in alcohol, and it is dusk when you wake up, and it is already dusk when you wake up.
-Su Shi's "Going Back to Appreciating Flowers" Last year, the flowers in Shang Huashi came late and it was the flower viewing season. People don't know that the most helpless thing in life is that the people who appreciate flowers are there, but their hearts are numb. Everyone enjoys flowers and pines, and a green flower is red; The fragrance fades and people are scattered, and they are alone in listening to the wind.
In "I miss you for several years", we meet for a few autumn days in seven years. The old scene is like yesterday's window, and the dust is increasing and decreasing. Across the banks of the Milky Way, cowherd and other weaver girls are eager for magpies and birds to be bustling. It's another year, and it's hard to complain about endless infatuation, sweeping the bright moon, chrysanthemum yellow and lovesickness, waking up drunk, and who will peek at the night, between magpies and bridges? Who * * * Chan Juan's smoky sound with the photo studio has been beautiful for several years, and all the cups and lights are lingering over the lovers' reunion and dispersion. How to swallow the bitter fruit is a double-flying guest, and the sleepless nights are doomed. Who is urging you to leave your thoughts and escape from indulging? You shouldn't tap on the love-hate twin flowers every night, and the cutting is always fate. 2. Poems about the loneliness of chrysanthemums
1. The cold flowers have been exhausted, and the chrysanthemums are full of branches. —— Tang Du Fu's Nine Days in Yun 'an
2. Cold-resistant only the east hedge chrysanthemum, the golden millet is clearer at first dawn. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Chanting Chrysanthemum"
3. Drinking Mulan in the morning reveals the dew, and the autumn chrysanthemum falls to Qu Yuan in the evening. -"Li Sao"
4. The purple flowers are half-opened, the chrysanthemums are quiet, and the red clothes are all sorrowful. -Tang Zhao Wei's Late Autumn in Chang 'an
5. The autumn wind intentionally dyed yellow flowers, and it rained miserably. -Song Lv Wei Lao's "A Lost Rope"
6. If I were Qing Di in another year, I would report it to Peach Blossom. -Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum"
7. There is no high rhyme in the world, just watching flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. -Song Fan Chengda's Chrysanthemum after the Double Ninth Festival
8. My family has quite a hedge chrysanthemum, so I will go back to the autumn wind to resist the cold. -Zheng Banqiao in Painting Chrysanthemums and Leaving an Official
9. Chrysanthemums are chosen in a windy and frosty country, not chrysanthemums outside spring. -Song Yang Wanli's "Singing Chrysanthemum"
1. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but this flower is even more flowerless. -Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum" 11. The yellow flower fenfen is peerless, and Chongyang has the wrong skills. -Jin Yuanhao asked "Fu October Chrysanthemum"
12. The flowers and chrysanthemums in the garden are golden and golden, and some of them are like frost. -Bai Juyi's "White Chrysanthemum on the Double Ninth Festival"
13. Every family's chrysanthemums are yellow, and the Liangyuan is as unique as frost. -Tang Liu Yuxi's "Playing White Chrysanthemum with Hu Ling"
14. Yellow-flowered golden beast eyes, red-leaf fire dragon scales.
15. Light muscles and weak bones disperse the flowers, and even make the golden core glow. -Song Su Shi's "Cold Chrysanthemum in Zhao Chang" 3. Poems describing loneliness
Wang Wei's "Being a stranger in a foreign land, one person is missing everywhere" is a kind of loneliness of wandering
Li Shangyin's "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night" is a kind of loneliness that is about to die;
Yan Shu's "helpless flowers fall, small garden incense trails wander alone" is a kind of helpless loneliness;
Li Yu's "How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward" and "The old country is unbearable to look back in the moonlight"
This is the loneliness of a ruined king.
ordinary people are lonely, so are people with lofty ideals.
Qu Yuan was exiled and wandered by the river, feeling that the world was muddy and I was alone, which was a profound loneliness;
Jia Yi is in Changsha, feeling the autumn wind rustling and the fallen leaves falling, which is a kind of loneliness without talent;
Zhuge Liang devoted himself to death, and made great efforts for the prosperity of Shu Han. He had a wise moment of solitude, which was
a kind of loneliness in which no one shared the burden.
Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou stage, "where, before me, are the ages that have gone?, and where, behind me, are the coming generations?, miss the world here, and I am all alone and my tears fall down", which is a kind of loneliness that no one understands;
Li Bai's "When will I see Yangchun?" is a kind of loneliness that can't be realized with empty ambition.
Xin Qiji's "patting the railing all over, no one will come, and he will come to the board", which is a kind of loneliness without a bosom friend. 4. Poems of Lonely Flower Appreciation
Go to Ma Rufei to enjoy the flowers, and go to Ma Rufei to enjoy the flowers. When the wine is weak, it is already dusk, and when you wake up, it is already dusk.
-Su Shi's Flowers Come Back
Last year, flowers came late in Shang Huashi
It was also the flower viewing season
People didn't know that flowers were gone
The most helpless thing in life was that people were there, but their hearts were numb.
everyone enjoys flowers and pines, and a green flower is like a hundred flowers and red flowers;
fragrance fades, people are scattered, and people listen to the wind alone.
Miss You for Several Years
Beggar's Day, it's a snap of the fingers, and it's seven years
and a few autumns. The old scene is like yesterday
The window is half covered with the moon, and the dust is increasing and decreasing
The Milky Way is across the banks, and the weaver girls such as Cowherd and cowherd are looking forward to
the bustling magpie birds, and it's another year. The fairy of Magpie Bridge
is full of tears. I happened to meet someone who peeked in the middle of the night
and the fairy was lingering between the magpies and bridges
I wanted to go to the grave, and I skillfully borrowed my lonely soul for nine days
I was in love with the wind and dust, and who was supporting the photo studio * * * Chanjuan
I heard it for years
as beautiful as a flower, and I was nostalgic for every cup and lamp
. Who is urging you to leave your thoughts behind
and escape from indulging, and you shouldn't tap on every night when you miss me
Love and hate twin flowers, but cutting them all goes with fate. 5. Sad poems about flowers
Deep in my heart, you have unexpected pain. How long can I hold on, and I will still keep my strongest smile.
1. The hourglass of time precipitates the past that cannot escape, and the hands of memory always pick up those beautiful sorrows.
2 The wings of youth cut the painful memories; Yesterday's tears stirred up ripples in my heart.
3 if there is no if, will time stop for us? The sunset I have seen and the ebb and flow I have heard are all buried by time and turned into bubbles.
4 maybe we were all brave and determined, but we were never winners in the confrontation with the old man of time.
5 A sad swing is always accompanied by a breeze. On a lonely night, there are always stars. When I look back suddenly, you are not with me.
6 I don't understand, is the haze in the sky your sadness or my sadness?
7 One day, we will learn not to be sad, because we have finished our scheduled meeting like butterflies.
8 No cycle of life is predestined, just like an overnight carnival.
9 whoever walked through his youth left a smile, who stayed in his flower season, warmed his thoughts, who disappeared from his rainy season and flooded with tears.
1 Memory is like water poured in the palm of your hand. No matter whether you open it or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean through your fingers.
11 The loneliness of youth is the ornament of life. Youth without loneliness is sad. However, lonely youth is not without happiness, but we don't know happiness.
12 I watched the sunset along the coast and clung to a pillow where I was drunk and dreamy, but I couldn't swim out of memories, but I couldn't learn how to let go and walk.
how can you heal without a wound?
what we don't want to forget is forgotten in our mind.
We are all children, but we have no headstrong capital.
what time has taken away is beyond our imagination.
time is still there, but we are flying.
times have changed, dark brown memories, and secrets are still secrets.
embarrassing memories pile up like dust.
This world has always been very different from our imagination.
Stick to it, even if God didn't give me anything, I can still stick to it.
indulge yourself, embrace loneliness, fill your ears with silence, cover your eyes with darkness, be in nothingness, forget that you were frivolous, forget that you were young, who is waving and who is retaining.
Maybe we are just leaves struggling in the water, leaving our dependence, trying to find our own belonging, but falling into the whirlpool of fate.
it's only a short-term repentance to know your mistake. 6. Poems describing loneliness
1. "Chang 'e"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The shadow of the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually falls and the stars sink.
Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir.
Through the screen decorated with mica, the candle shadow gradually faded. The milky way is also disappearing quietly, and the morning star sinks in the dawn. I'm afraid Chang 'e in the Moon Palace regrets stealing Houyi's elixir of life. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her with a lonely heart every night.
2.
In Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei
Where is the fleeting youth? The rustling is autumn again. The sky is fading, the grass is fading and the clouds are flat. Where the setting sun leaks, a tower pillows an isolated city.
if you are independent and desolate, you will not be able to speak. The red wall is not clear from fog. Reluctantly, I have the highest level.
The youth has been lost in a blink of an eye, and the rustling of fallen leaves symbolizes the coming of autumn. The grass on the horizon has withered and yellow, and it is connected with the clouds on the horizon. As the sun sets, the sun shines through the cracks, and the elongated tower shadow leans against the distant tower.
I was standing alone in the cold wind in the middle of nowhere, but I didn't know who to say something to. Suddenly, I looked back and saw the palace standing in the distance. The red palace wall can't be seen clearly in the fog. Standing in the afterglow of the setting sun, I can't see all this clearly, but I am in a high place.
3. Looking at the Sunset
Tang Dynasty: Ma Dai
Lonely clouds and returning birds, thousands of miles of time.
why do you think I stayed? I left home for a long time.
trees under the sun burn far into the autumn mountain.
I dare not take photos when I'm near the water, for fear that I'll be shocked!
pieces of lonely clouds and the birds returning to the forest have flown thousands of miles in an instant. I remembered that I had been away from home for a long time, and I could only sigh when I stayed in a foreign land. The afterglow of the setting sun falls on tall trees, and the setting sun on the autumn mountain is like a fire. I am afraid to look at my reflection when I am near the water, because I am afraid that my face has changed.
4. Sufu
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
the autumn night is clear and cold in the lakka-trees of this courtyard, I am lying forlorn in the river-town. I watch my guttering candle.
I hear the lonely notes of a bugle sounding through the dark, the moon is in mid-heaven, but there's no one to share it with me.
my messengers are scattered by whirls of rain and sand, it is hard to go.
yet, I who have borne ten years of pitiable existence, find here a perch, a little branch, and am safe for this one night.
The phoenix tree beside the well is shaking in the autumn night wind, and only the candle residue shines on me alone. In the long night, the sound of the horn is tragic and seems to be talking to myself. Although the moonlight in the sky is good, who will enjoy it with me? How time flies? Where can I find news from my relatives? It's a depression in Guansai, and it's difficult to find a way home. I have endured ten years of wandering life, and I have settled here but barely lived.
5.
In the Tang Dynasty: Du Shenyan
This year, he traveled alone in Qin, worrying about spring is not suitable for spring.
The flowers in Shanglinyuan are blooming, and the leaves in front of Xiliuying are full of new flowers.
Gongzi South Bridge should enjoy itself. How many guests will you stay in the west?
The message is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will be twice as good next year.
Translation: When I went out to play this year, I came to Chang 'an alone. I didn't have any friends to travel with to see spring with spring worries in my heart, so I lost the feeling of spring. The flowers in Shanglinyuan have blossomed in vain, and the willow leaves in front of Xiliuying have just sprouted.
Friends should be having a good time in Nanqiao at this time, and friends in the general's house are reluctant to disperse. I'm here facing the distant Luoyang and the spring scenery, saying that when my friends and I get together again, next spring must give me a more beautiful spring scenery! 7. Poems to describe loneliness
1. I think of heaven and earth, without limit, without end was in tears alone.
2. There is a broken bridge outside the post, and there is no owner in loneliness. 3, only the running water in front of the building, you should miss me and stare at me all day.
gazing at the place, a new sorrow is added from now on. Poems describing loneliness.
4. When the blowjob goes to Yulou, who will be with the heartbroken? 5. Where are people? Even the sky is fading, and the road to return is broken. 6, ask how much you can worry about, just like a river flowing eastward.
7. This time, what a sad word! 8. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. 9, the soul dream is unbearable, and it is even more embarrassing.
1. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night. 11. Walking in the bustling crowd, every step is lonely, and every step is lonely! 12. The old country can't bear to look back on the moon and the Ming Dynasty.
13. It's hard to say, the bright window is light in the moon, and the thin shadow is still romantic. Poems describing loneliness.
14, few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string. 15, helpless flowers fall, small garden incense path alone.
16. Tears on my pillow are like rain outside the window. 17, sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, () only the drinker left his name.
18. It's easy to meet, but bitter to leave. Where will I look back on my feelings someday? 19. a little boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
2. The Mo Xu cup is deep in amber, so it should be melted before it becomes drunk, so it should be late to come to the wind. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold gold bun is loose, and the time and space are red to the candlelight.
21. I sang. The moon encouraged me, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. 22. Who sees a lonely person, and it's a lonely shadow.
23. The lonely cries fly towards the moon and the shadows. 8. the lonely poem describing orchid fragrance
1. The orchid grows in the vestibule, which contains smoke to wait for the breeze.
from Tao Yuanming (Wei and Jin Dynasties)' Drinking and Orchid Born in the Courtyard'
Interpretation: Orchid grows in the vestibule, with fragrance waiting for the breeze.
appreciation: directly describe the growth of orchids, highlighting the lonely and arrogant posture.
2, when it is warm, it will stop, and it will be lingering.
from: Li Sao by Qu Yuan (pre-Qin)
Interpretation: It's getting late when the sun is fading, and I've been wandering around the orchid for a long time.
Appreciation: The poet is willing to keep his integrity in the world like Youlan.
3. If you don't spit out your words, you will be angry.
from
The Ode to Luoshen by Cao Zhi (Han Dynasty). Interpretation: Her eyes are bright, her face is radiant and moist, but her words have not been uttered, but she is as fragrant as blue.
Appreciation: Show the beauty of Luo Shen's posture through the shape of the orchid.
4. You Lan Lou, like crying eyes.
from: Su Xiaoxiao's Tomb by Li He (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: Dewdrops condensed on orchids in the cemetery are like her sad tears.
appreciation: directly describe the beautiful appearance of orchids, and use this to reminisce.
5. Occasionally, under the west porch, orchids bloom.
from: Yuan Mei (Qing Dynasty)' s
Interpretation: I occasionally walk under the corridor in the west and see an orchid quietly blooming.
Among them, "walking occasionally" means taking a walk occasionally. 9. Expressing lonely poems
1. Wang Changling