2. Melancholy poems
Poems about melancholy 1. Poems about melancholy.
Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
A hundred years of sadness makes you feel drunk.
I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides. Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes. On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post. Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner.
Fu Bu (Song) Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder. If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight. If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life.
It's not that spring prefers wine, only by getting wine can spring's worries be dispelled.
2. Poems expressing melancholy.
Poetry and poems expressing melancholy.
1. White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
This time, what a sad sentence.
3. On a frosty night, the fisherman Jiang Feng sleeps.
4. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sunlight faded and the old memories began.
The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the mind is refreshed and the golden beast disappears.
6. I'm afraid the grasshopper boat in Shuangxi can't bear much worry.
7. How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing eastward.
8. There are many sorrows in life. The moon is not always round, and it is easy to get old in spring.
9. Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
10. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise our glasses.
1 1. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
12. The wind and rain are close at hand, so we can't go to Kuanglu.
13. Visit the five lakes at sunset, and smoke and waves are everywhere.
14. Three cups, one drunk to solve a thousand worries.
15. A hundred years of sadness, you are drunk.
16. It's not that spring prefers wine, but it's necessary to make wine to relieve spring worries.
17. I'm so sad that I'm going to die in spring, and a thick green is in my brow.
18. The wind blows the sky, just smile, don't worry.
19. Peaches and plums laugh at the festive season, and Noda wasteland is only sad.
20. wine can't last long, and sorrow and hate can't be saved.
2 1. When you are old, you will know that tenses are thin, but when you are worried, you just want the glass to be deep.
22. I hate flowers without words, and I know that wine has the right to be broken.
23. People say that willow leaves are like frowning, more like willow silk sorrow.
24. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried.
25. I can't listen to endless worries, and I look at the Great Wall in the autumn and the moon.
26. The seashore is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
27. Yokooka has a bird's eye view of the great river, far away from the front of the hall, worrying about Wan Li.
28. Under the steps of moss mangroves, the rain is thin and the moon is sad.
29. A flower is more beautiful when it is light, and a piece of jade is traceless when it is sad.
30. The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
3 1. Bananas don't show lilac festival, and the spring breeze in the same direction is sad.
32. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow.
33. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. This is separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.
34. When will the Populus euphratica rest? Tears and sadness are broken first.
35. Sorrow is broken for no reason. Tears come before wine.
36. Worry is endless, and the distance is like spring water.
37. It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't understand where it would go.
38. Now that I know what I'm worried about, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
39. If there is a knife in the air, it is difficult to cut off sadness.
40. It was a sad place, and I remembered that the door was covered with pears and the lights were cut late at night.
4 1. Worried about hurting Cui Dai's eyebrows, she spends every day alone.
42. Spring is a rainy day, and it hurts to miss the past.
43. I remember once upon a time, a little east wind, the wind across the curtain, my eyebrows were sad.
44. Adding water to the river will make sadness fuller, straighter and farther.
45. When you are sad, you will find the sky and the yellow land.
46. Where is the synthesis of sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.
47. Loneliness and sadness, self-control and sadness.
48. A piece of spring sorrow is blowing gradually, just like a spring cloud.
49. I'm looking forward to the spring festival, which is even more vacant.
50. Birds are crying, flying flowers are splashing tears, and mountains and rivers are locked in spring.
3. Find some modern poems that express melancholy.
Rain Alley
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone for a long time,
Long and lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Sorrow in the rain, sorrow and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
Walking silently,
Cold, sad, melancholy.
She approached quietly,
Throw it again
Sighing eyes,
She floated by.
Like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Like drifting in a dream
A lilac field,
I passed this girl by;
She walked away silently,
Far away,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Spread her fragrance,
Dissipated,
Even hers.
Sighing eyes,
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone for a long time,
Long and lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
A closed garden
May's Garden
Flowers and leaves are full,
There are no birds in the shade.
This path is covered with moss,
The lock of the fence door is rusty—
Master in the distant sun.
In the distant sun,
Are there beautiful gardens, too?
The stranger poked his head to the fence,
Thinking about the owner of outer space.
When the weather is clear
When the weather is clear,
It's time to take a walk on the path;
Muddy roads soaked by rain,
Must be cool and gentle;
Show new green grass,
Immediately washed away the dirt;
White chrysanthemum that is no longer timid,
Slowly raise their heads,
Try cold, try warm,
Then the petals break out of the shell;
Butterflies shake off water droplets.
Walking freely among the leaves,
The page of wisdom that decorated it.
Open and close when exposed to sunlight.
Take a walk on the path,
When the weather is fine;
Barefoot, hand in hand,
Tread across the stream in fresh mud.
Xinyang pushes away the haze,
The warm wind wrinkled the stream,
Look at the dark green moving in the mountains-the footsteps of the cloud-it is also wandering.
melancholy
I'm tired of looking at roses now,
Next time, she was covered with branches.
Spring flowers in my heart are no longer in full bloom,
Dark troubles came to my happy dream.
My lips are dry, my eyes are dry,
I breathe the flames, and I hear ghosts whisper.
Come on, cheat dreams, cheat fantasies,
There are flowers in the sky, and the world can be happy!
I languish in this delayed morning and evening,
I am a tired person, and I am waiting for a rest.
sunset
The sunset clouds scattered brocade in the evening sky.
In the dying days, gold flowed in the stream.
My slender shadow is floating on the ground.
Like a lonely ghost under a deep mountain tree.
The distant mountains are crying purple
Mourn the end of the day
Fallen leaves are dancing in the welcome.
At the end of the night, there was a breeze.
The ancient fragrance flowed from the barren grave.
Fascinate bats on old branches.
Their lingering whispers echoed in the dusk smoke.
Silent night quietly returns from the end of the day.
I'm still wandering alone
In this lonely heart, I am
Hidden sadness, hidden happiness.
4. Poems describing melancholy mood
Poems describing melancholy mood:
1, banana does not show lilac festival, and the spring breeze is sad in the same direction.
2, white hair and three thousands of feet, as long as fate.
3, a hundred years of sadness, do not feel drunk.
4. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
5, the fog is thick and cloudy, and it will last forever.
Basic explanation:
Melancholy is a simple word in Chinese, which is used to express people's psychological emotions. In addition, it is the title of literary works. Bing Xin, a famous writer, wrote a poem of the same name at 1923. Xu Lin's portrait of the same name illustrates the modern poem Melancholy with words and Bing Xin with intuitive pictures, and at the same time, the words and literary works also make the best analysis for this work.
5. What are the poems describing melancholy mood?
1. The fog is thick, the clouds are sad forever, the spirits are refreshing, and the golden beast disappears. Li Qingzhao's Drunken Flowers in Song Dynasty
The mist is diffuse, the clouds are dense, the days are dull, and the borneol in the golden beast incense burner is dazzling.
2. White hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow is as long as long. Autumn Pu by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
White hair as long as three thousands of feet, it is because of sadness that it grows so long.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine. Shu Yun, a Farewell Letter from Xiejilou in Xuanzhou, written by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.
Draw a knife to cut off the water flow, and the water wave will flow more smoothly; I want to raise a glass to dispel my worries, and my worries are even stronger.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. Shu Yun, a Farewell Letter from Xiejilou in Xuanzhou, written by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.
In this world, if you can't be satisfied, it's better to have long hair and board a boat on the Yangtze River.
I can't hear enough sadness, I will shine on the Great Wall on the crisp moon in autumn. Seven Poems of Tang Wang Changling Joining the Army
There are countless worries in the dazzling border, and I can't finish listening. Only the autumn moon shines on the Great Wall, and this scene has never changed.
6. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Song Xin Qi Ji's ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road.
People don't know the taste of sadness when they are young, and they like to climb high and look far.
7. Now that I know what I'm worried about, I want to talk about it. Song Xin Qi Ji's ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road.
Now I have tasted sadness, but I want to say it but I can't say it.
8. This time, what a sad sentence! Li Qingqing's "Sound Slow"
How can this situation be described by a sad sentence?
9. How worried can Jun be? Like a river flowing eastward. Five Dynasties "Young Beauty"
Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.
10. Looking around, lonely and sad. Li Qingqing's "Sound Slow"
Looking for anything all day is cold and desolate, and I can't help but feel extremely sad and desolate.
6. Find some modern poems that express melancholy.
I'm just an emotion.
March haze
This is my gray mood.
Through Venus' dream
This ancient legend is pale.
An empty world
No color is also a color.
When the mermaid princess turns into foam
Paine, the faun, told me
We are just children abandoned by God.
The reflection of dreams is reality.
Behind the words is actually loneliness
Meeting is an inevitable robbery.
Wake up suddenly
But I don't know whose tears this is.
Walk through a thorny road
Our name is humble.
People born in cold times.
I wonder what the temperature is.
Snowman in love with the stove
It is doomed to be a tragic fate.
lower than 0 ℃
Affectionate daffodils don't want to bloom
When the dawn comes.
Some petals began to fall.
The corners of the mouth are still upturned.
Just not smiling anymore.
Weave a fragmented youth
If anyone understands
Then whose fault is my existence?
The direction of turning back
Only half the world.
You are the white of the world.
I am a black man in the world.
The rain in March moistened the world.
Have a puzzling idea in my heart.
It turns out that I am just an emotion.
7. What are the poems describing melancholy mood?
Guan Hanqing (Yuan) of Dade Song Dynasty
It is better to go back than to cry.
Tao is the person who has never returned to the Spring Festival, and has languished for a few days.
There are willows floating in the air, and there is no news of fish and geese in spring, only to see Shuang Yan fighting for mud.
Ugly slave (Song) Xin Qiji
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor;
Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to say it.
Want to talk endlessly, but say it's a cool autumn.
Sauvignon Blanc (Song) Linbu
Wu, the moon is clear, and the green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other.
Who knows the feeling of parting?
You are full of tears, I am full of tears, and my heart is not tied.
The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
Cai Sangzi (Song)
I hate that you are not like the moon on the river. No matter people wander north and south, the moon is not separated from people.
Hating you is like a river tower. When it is full, it will lose money. When it is full, it will lose money. When can you get together?
Operator answers stone (Song)
Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far as the sky.
Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder.
If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight.
If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life.
Bu Operator (Song) Li Chi Ngai
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Worried about Tang Cuixuan
In September, the roots are broken and the grass flies on three sides.
Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes.
On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post.
Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui.
I only think so much for the time being ~ I hope I can help you!
Poems about melancholy 1. Poems describing melancholy
Changle slope gives people sad words. In the Tang Dynasty, pedestrians were divided into north and south roads, and the flowing water met Yugou from east to west.
I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry. One is that Cao Yemeng was as anxious as water and his white hair was as new as grass in the Tang Dynasty.
Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others. Secondly, I am worried about the short grass and bright mountains and moons in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty.
That night, I woke up and the roof was crying. Thirdly, I'm worried that the temples in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty haven't been born yet. They are like the hair in the city.
Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water. Two sad poems on the river: on the river, Weng opens the door and breaks the grass to open the door.
I only worry about my children, but I don't feel old. The grass by the river has withered stems and leaves.
That would be great. There is no cold wave every night. I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides.
Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes. On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post.
Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui. Worrying about Du Fu and Cao Jiang in the Tang Dynasty is called worrying about one's life every day. Martial arts is not a common thing.
The vortex heron is at the bottom of the bath, and the solitary flowers are distinct. Ten years of military darkness, foreign guests are old and lonely.
Whether Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can see or not will make people sick. It is even more important to worry about sitting in the vulgar field of Du Fu's Gao Zhai in the Tang Dynasty.
In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint. There are many kinds, left bear.
Running in fear all day, I dare not mention the return date. I'm worried that the gathering and dispersion of Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty is intangible, and the ileum is self-shaped.
You can't stay in ancient and modern times, and you can't live without it. General Lu thought that the autumn was far away.
Who is more haggard, crying Qin Jing? Worry about Tang Du Fu's humble shed as a household. Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is separated from Wangxiangtai.
Gradually cherish the old face, no siblings came. War and human affairs, looking back is sad.
In spring, Tang Hancong, the golden sun flew away, the jade rabbit also left, and the green temples remained forever. Qin E's sixteen words are like a string. He didn't solve the problem of being greedy for flowers and cherishing willows.
Wu Yuling geese have no news, and the water vows to grow green. I advise you not to go for a spring outing when you are young. Warm wind is thicker than wine when you are late.
On a rainy night, the Purple Pole Palace in Changsha sat alone in the Tang Dynasty, sitting in a deserted study, and the cave palace was heavy. Spring lanterns are accompanied by meditation, and the night rain is deeper.
The poor man doesn't know what will happen in the future. Right and wrong are at this time. Habitat destroyed his lifelong ambition, and when he hugged his knees, he sang for Fu Liang.
Li Chongsi, who was worried about the Tang Dynasty alone, heard that Chengdu wine could be had without money. I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it.
Two Poems of Hakka Sorrow in Tang Dynasty: Hakkas' Sorrow about the willow color is getting deeper and deeper every day. The rippling spring breeze, who knows that the calendar is chaotic.
The guest is worried about the willow color, and the spring day is long. By sending running water to Hunan, he continued to enter the emperor's hometown.
Li Tingbi, a sad poem in the Tang Dynasty, is hard to send and stay, and it's all over. Pan Yue worried about the silk in his temple, and he frowned sadly.
Long poems ride empty, and the sound of geese is far away. Many lovesickness don't meet, and wine awakens the moon like a hook.
Disappointed about the rain, send money to the doctor, Tang 60 thousand accumulated rain in succession, regardless of hunger and cold. Take care of your clothes, look at your elbows, and look in the mirror for words.
Nine mud seas, wet clouds in Qian Shan. Dragon Bell drives Money Festival, thinking of you everywhere.
"Spring Sorrow in the Tang Dynasty" Meng Jiao's spring objects are different from those when the sorrowful guests meet. So flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes.
Lonely at dusk, floating and sinking together. Jiao, who was sad alone, was still far away the day before yesterday, and yesterday was white-haired.
Want to know how Wan Li feels, just stay in bed for half a month. I am always afraid of insects singing, which makes my grass rest.
The melancholy songs of Shi Jianwu's singers in the Tang Dynasty are endless, and people's melancholy is also increasing day by day. Empty the post and pick the unintentional lamp.
Worrying about Zhuang avoids worrying again, and it is unforgettable. Sit in your heart at night and frost your temples.
No childe dream, partial into the traveler's intestines. Excuse me, Gao Xuanke, where is the land of drunkenness? In spring, Wei Zhuang, who was worried about books, was hurt, and his hatred for it grew longer in spring.
Dew touched the tears of Hunan bamboo, and the flowers fell more and more beautifully. Sleep with fear and dreams and relax.
There are few people in the backyard, and the moonlight is scattered. Chunchouzhuang's own spring worries are killing his soul, and he can't bear to miss his grandson.
The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone. Huangzhou evening sorrow Tang Xiangsi Zhuo Ling tears, overlapping from the west.
Even if it is cold at night, it can't be opened without warmth in spring. If there is no landing plan, it is advisable to give up Jichuan materials.
I would like to send it to the sky, and the wind will return to Wan Li. Worried about the long night in Tang Xu, he felt that his voice was late and often sang with his eyebrows.
The yellow leaves fall to urge the anvil to set the sun, and Zigui breaks his dream when he cries. Fei Ming went to cry a thousand lines of tears, and Cai Yan came back to comb her temples.
The Four Nobles cannot be recruited into the mountains, and the homeless are the most vulnerable. Tang threw mud, which caused deep sorrow.
Mo Yan's guests have no worries, but they must know how to worry and be sad. In Yu in the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Si worried about falling leaves and sang to herself.
Don't hate people who have no friends, but cultivate their nature and throw them into the sea. There is a sound outside the old man's car door, and there are many Taoist scrolls in front of the pillow.
Cloth will eventually become a passer-by, and green water and green mountains will eventually pass. Jiangling sent thousands of maple leaves to Antang in Xuan Ji, and the river bridge was hidden by sunset sails.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
2. Describe gloomy ancient poems
Changle slope gives people the word "worry". The people of the Tang Dynasty are divided into north and south roads, and the flowing water meets the imperial ditch. They hate to leave in front of the slope all day. The name Changle is long sorrow. First, they are worried that Tang's dream is as urgent as water, and their hair is as new as grass. They are looking forward to spring, and they will be rewarded in spring. Second, they are worried that the grass in Tang Dynasty is short and green, and the mountains and rivers are bright. This night is not covered, and the room is full of crying. Third, they are worried that Tang's temple will not be able to cross the river until it is born. Two elegies on the Tang Chenyu River opened the door to the decayed grassland. You only worry about your children and grandchildren, but you don't realize that your life is old. The grass by the river has withered stems and leaves, and there is no cold wave every night. You are worried about Tang Cuizhuo's roots being cut off in September, the grass flying on three sides, the dust horse changing color and the frost and snow sword wearing. You're worried about Yin. The flowers on a tree are different. Ten years of military strength has made the world dark, and foreign guests are old and lonely. Whether Qinshan in Weishui can see it or not, people are already sick when they stop. It is even more exciting to sit in the vulgar fields of Du Fu's Gao Zhai in the Tang Dynasty. In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint. It is sprouting and growing, and the dogs are left to endure. Running in fear all day, I dare not mention the return date.
3. Complete works of melancholy poems
Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
A hundred years of sadness makes you feel drunk.
I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides. Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes. On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post. Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner.
Fu Bu (Song) Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder. If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight. If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life.
It's not that spring prefers wine, only by getting wine can spring's worries be dispelled.