Poems about sad failure, ancient poems 1. A sad poem about emotional failure.
That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not for enlightenment, but to find a trace of your breath.
That January, I turned all the meridians, not to cross, but to touch your fingerprints. That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to keep your warmth.
At that time, I crossed hundreds of mountains, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.
Second, first, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love. Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other. Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other. Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes. Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together. Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met. Andrew and Jun are absolutely in harmony, so they won't teach life and death to be lovesick.
If you see me or don't see me, I will be there. I don't care about you, or I don't care about my feelings. I will be there. I won't love you, or I won't love you. I will be there if I don't love you, or I won't give up my hand in your hand. Come to my arms or let me live in your heart. I will live in Potala Palace. I am the biggest king in the snowy area. Walking in the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world.
I asked Buddha Zu: Why don't you give all women the face of being ashamed of flowers and closing the moon? Buddha said: it was just a flash in the pan, used to blind the secular eyes. I asked Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world? Buddha said: This is a whirling world, and I regret it. I asked Buddha Zu: How can people stop feeling lonely inside? Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and incomplete. I asked Buddha Zu: What should I do if I meet someone I can love, but I'm afraid I can't grasp it? Buddha said: How much love is left in the world? I asked Buddha: How can I be as wise as you? Buddha said: Buddha is the past man, and man is the future Buddha. I asked Buddha Zu: Why does it always snow when I am sad? Buddha said: Winter is going to pass, so leave some memories. I asked Buddha Zu: Why don't I care if it snows every night? Buddha said: people always miss a lot of real beauty inadvertently. I asked Buddha Zu: Will it snow in a few days? Buddha said: don't just stare at this season. Missed this winter, afraid of being sentimental, hurting Brahma into the mountains, and afraid of missing world peace. Both methods have returns, and Tathagata has no returns. I didn't notice your six ties. Although we have known each other for a short time, we have known each other for a short time. I can't climb trees. I was born with a bright moon in the sky. My heart only remembers that I am your mother. I am willing to have a good marriage with you for a hundred years, even at the expense of the golden house.
Like the Crystal Palace in the Garden, it is rare and precious. The west wind blows the flowers into mud, and bees and butterflies cry at the fragrant dust.
Don't write a heartbroken poem before you start writing. To write new words for Jiao Niang, wind and rain will erode 500,000 yuan.
I have a thousand thoughts of lovesickness, which will last forever. Malva was originally a narcissistic golden bee. Who offered flowers to the gods? She wanted to dance lightly into the temple and secretly accompany her to the altar.
Go into the mountains to worship Taoist, please explain the reason. If you think too much, your spirit will go green.
This is a beautiful day for meditation. The sky is blue and the yellow is boundless. How beautiful! Don't sit still and burn incense.
The faint fragrance is ringing, and the beautiful eyes are not clear. When I went to smile, I suddenly met Yu.
I want to be with you by the green window, and I regret my mistakes in my life. I want to go to the jungle with a bowl, and I feel bad about beautiful women.
The price of eyes is geometric, and I never accidentally thought about it. Once I went back to someone else's sleeve, there were many tears in my wound.
Wedding night, Qingqing married someone else's wife. Acacia is crazy, and the heart is gray. Who do you complain about your haggard? .
2. What ancient poems describe a person's complete disappointment?
An ancient poem describing a person's complete disappointment is:
1. Jiangnan Jiangbei sorrow, wine snail red. -Fang Yue's "Dongpo Rhyme for Water Turning to Pingshan Hall"
2. Time only reminds people that they are old, don't believe in family, leave the pavilion for a long time, and wake up in tears. -Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Time Only Helps the Old"
3. No one talks, but Yu Di blows. -Shi Jianwu's Night Tour with Hermits in Siming Mountain
4. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how could he be late and in a hurry! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound Search"
The Ming Dynasty was a lonely ship, and I was worried about seeing the wine curtain in He Qiao. -Dou Shuzhi's "Summer Night Cousin Nostalgia"
6. Bees don't understand people's sufferings, and Yaner doesn't understand people's worries. -Cheng Gai's "The Highest Building, Old Trouble"
7. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried. -Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man Lin Ping Momo Yan Ruzhi"
8. There is no one at home in the autumn and the moon is bright, and the night frost clears first. -Zhang Lei's "Sitting at night, no one at home is the autumn moon"
9. Feng Ke is lonely and unaccompanied. -Zhu's "Bodhisattva Man Shanting Waterfront Autumn Half"
10. What is the most serious injury in front of the pillow? On the plane tree leaves, there are small dewdrops. -Yin 'e "Linjiang Xianzi", the Milky Way is quiet on a cold night in late autumn.
1 1. clouds and green temples are tied, and sorrow is like running back to snow. -Li Bai's "Farewell"
12. More like tears on Xunyang River. -Zhu Dunru's "Minus the Old Yulan Willow Waves"
13. There are infinite painters in the world. You can't draw a picture with sadness. -Gao Chan's "Looking at Jinling Evening"
14. Going to Qiu Lai in spring is like getting drunk. -Ouyang Jiong, A Cloud in Wushan, Going to Qiu Lai in Spring.
15. But before he conquered, he was dead, and since then, the heroes have been crying on their coats. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"
3. Poems describing sadness and helplessness
Poems describing helplessness
1. I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch!
2. Everything is wrong. Keep your eyes up and your eyebrows down. Raise your eyes, lower your eyebrows, and point to the silent tears.
The small building was easterly again last night, so my country couldn't bear to look back on the month.
4. Cochineal tears make people drunk and heavy, and natural people hate water when they grow up.
5. I want to talk to Yao Qin, but I have few intimate friends. Who will listen to a broken string?
6. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
7. Juck Zhang's leaves are rotten in Xiwan, and the lotus seeds are still in bloom. Dreams never leave the river, and people preach the phoenix mountain lang. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
8. I can't get rid of this situation, I can only frown but mind!
9. Who knows that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and I am always in Cangzhou.
10. At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned.
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12. Now, I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
13. The wind blows the sky, just smile, don't worry.
14. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
15. Where do you synthesize sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.
16. Overlooking the river from Yokooka, I was worried about Wan Li in front of the Floating Life Hall.
17. Peaches and plums laugh at the festive season, and Noda wasteland is only sad.
18. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. This is separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.
19. The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
20. The whole world is muddy. I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.
2 1. Hua Lin thanked Chun Hong, but she was in a hurry and had no choice but to have a cold rain and a late breeze.
22. What's it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?
23. The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.
24. Microwave hates the sea, and the moon is heartless.
4. An ancient poem expressing sadness but wanting to cry.
A cluster of plum blossoms
(Song) Li Qingzhao
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Magnolia is subtracted from Zhu.
Sit alone, pay alone, lie alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.
Who can see this situation, tears wash the residual makeup. I am worried that my illness will remain the same and I can't get rid of the cold light.
Or Li Bai's Bodhisattva
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate. When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried.
The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly quickly. Where is the return trip? Long pavilions and short pavilions
Or Li Yu's meeting.
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
When do you still have a heavy drink when you are in tears? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
1.[ Jinse/Li Shangyin]
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a flower-like pluck. Saint Zhuangzi is daydreaming, and the king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears, the sea is as green as the moon, and the blue fields breathe their emeralds at the sun. Before I knew it, the moment that should last forever had come and gone.
2.[ Yu Linling/Liu Yong]
I am heartbroken for Changting. At the beginning of sunset, the door is closed and I have no intention of staying.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and sobbed. I went to a thousand miles to smoke and dusk, and I was as heavy as Chu Tiankuo.
Since ancient times, Leng Qingqiu Festival has been left out even worse.
Where did you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.
This past year should be a wonderful time, but even if there are thousands of customs offices in Qian Qian, who should I tell?
3.[ Yu Meiren/Li Yu]
How many small buildings do you know when spring flowers and autumn moons are over? Last night, the east wind made the old country unbearable to look back.
Carved jade fence should still be there, but Zhu Yan asked how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
4. [Meet Huan/Li Yu]
Silent, alone, on the west wing, the moon is like a hook, lonely, the phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the autumn scissors, leaving sorrow and parting.
My heart is a kind of unspeakable taste.
5. [Langtaosha/Li Yu]
It's raining outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. Luo Yan can't stand the cold of five shifts. I didn't know I was a guest in my dream.
Don't lean on the fence alone. It is easier when you can't see than when you can't see.
6. [Untitled/Yuan Zhen]
In the past, it was difficult for the ocean to obtain the moisture of permanent amber. I am lazy to review half the sky and half the sky.
5. Ancient poems about feeling depressed and wanting to die
1. Chai Feng-Lu You
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!
2. Chai Feng-Tang Wan
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
3. The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, which used to be a stunning photo. -Lu you
6. Ancient poems about sadness
Sighing that Du Mu naturally went to school in the Spring Festival Evening in Tang Dynasty, there was no need to be disappointed and resentful.
The vicissitudes of nature make flowers wither, spring has passed, green leaves are lush, fruits are heavy, and it is almost the harvest season. You gave birth to me and I gave birth to you. You hate me for being late, and I hate you for being early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
Old boys sings Li Shutong buttonwood, the west wind and yellow leaves float, and the forest shakes at dusk. Flowers are in a hurry, and whoever hangs them depends.
Zhu Yan in the mirror is fading, and her white hair is still there. A flash of time, in the final analysis, is to make people old, and it is difficult to buy a good youth for 1000 yuan.
In the Song Dynasty, the setting sun painted a corner mourning on the city of Shenyuan, and Shenyuan was not a revival of the pool platform. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.