A poem expressing a heavy heart

1. Poems about a heavy heart

Poetry about a heavy heart 1. What are the ancient poems that describe "a heavy heart with a slight sadness"?

1, meet you

Southern Tang Dynasty: Li Yu

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Lonely people are silent and slowly climb up the west building alone. Looking up at the sky, the waning moon is like a hook. The buttonwood trees in the courtyard are lonely, and the deep courtyard is shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.

It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. This kind of worry about divorce and missing is another flavor in my mind now.

2, butterfly lovers, leaning against dangerous buildings, the wind is fine

Liu Yong in Song Dynasty

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

I leaned on the railing of a tall building for a long time, and the breeze brushed my face, which made me feel dejected in the endless spring, and my depression and sadness rose from the distant boundless sky.

Green grass, drifting clouds and smoke, hidden in the afterglow of sunset, no one understands my feeling of leaning against the railing.

I'm going to get drunk in my bohemian mood and raise a glass to sing, but I feel meaningless when I barely laugh. I'm getting thinner and thinner, but I haven't always regretted it. I'd rather look haggard because of her thinness.

3. Meet Yu Meiren again in the depths of Qulan.

Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty

Reunion in the depths of the winding aperture, tears even to people. Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months. Sleeping alone for half a life, the mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches.

I met you again in the depths of the winding corridor. You dry your tears and snuggle in my arms and tremble. After breaking up, you and I suffered the same pain. Every full moon, I feel sad because I can't get together.

After leaving, I only felt lonely for half my life, and tears were already on my pillow. I remember the moment that impressed me the most was your first colorful skirt with broken branches.

4. When is the autumn moon among the spring flowers in Yu Meiren?

Nan Tang Li Yu

When is the moon in spring and autumn? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

When will this year end? We know how many things happened in the past! Last night, there was a spring breeze blowing in the small building. On this bright night, how can I bear the pain of thinking of my hometown?

Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like endless spring water rolling east.

5. Yu Meiren listens to the rain.

Jie Jiang in Song Dynasty

Teenagers listen to the rain and sing upstairs. The red candle is weak. Listening to the rain on the boat in the prime of life. The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listen to the rain monk Lu. The temple is full of stars. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless. Before the next step, drop by drop until dawn.

When I was a child, I listened to the rain on the rostrum, red candles lit up, and the curtains were light in the dim light. Middle-aged people, on a boat in a foreign country, are watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, the west wind, and a lonely goose that has lost its flock moans.

Nowadays, when people are old, their temples are gray and they listen to the drizzle alone under the monk's house. It always seems so heartless to think of the joys and sorrows of the world. In that case, why sigh with emotion? Let the rain outside the window drop by drop on the steps until dawn.

2. What are the poems that describe the heavy mood?

1, a poem describing a heavy heart, shows that the tobacco fan is exposed to wheat fields and willow trees by the pool, and the rain washes it dry.

Like the spring breeze, wash and dry the rain. 2. Those who know me make me worry, and those who don't know me make me want.

3, Luo Zhang lights dim, crying in the dream: it is his spring that brings sadness, where does spring go? But I don't understand, I'm going home! 4, break the hat, add more to China. Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and thin and mature become romantic.

Two or three geese are also bleak. 5. Junlai is a sleeping season, and Junlai is a retirement.

You can return it and say that you will settle accounts with Xifeng. 6. People don't know or care, aren't they gentlemen? 7, heartbroken tablets fly red, no one cares, who calls money, prostitutes live? 8. Talk about wine kiosks.

Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge. Where does the magpie fly? Step on the soft snow.

9. I don't care about my feelings. I'm angry because of my trust. 10, take off your pants and rush home. I hate thousands of feelings.

Hate thousands of feelings, each boring and singing. 1 1, Lonely Wu Tong Shen Yuan Lock Clear Autumn.

12, sharing cups and plates, dancing casually, ask him what's so sad? () When I think about it, I am also sad. The Double Ninth Festival is rainy and windy. 13. The Caisang people had to stop asking questions and live alone in a dangerous house.

Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world. 14, staring at the temple.

Try to count the flowers in the psychological period. 15, I don't know what a rotten mouse tastes like, but I guess the teenager didn't rest.

16, I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch. 17, Swallows know the ambition of swans! 18, Baochai in late spring, Taoyedu, Ada Dark Nanpu.

I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days. 19, jathyapple Loutai, Chou-heung Courtyard, people come and go cheerfully.

Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad! Poem 1 describes irritability: I wake up alone when the world is turbid, and everyone is drunk. 2. There is nothing to say when you go to the West Building alone. The moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks the autumn.

3. People don't know and don't care, aren't they gentlemen? 4: A curtain of autumn rain, maple leaves all over the city, lonely pillow sleepless! 5: The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. 6: Endure the earth and endure the sky; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! 7: A lonely grave thousands of miles away is desolate and nowhere to talk about.

8: Looking back at the bleak place, rain or shine. 9: How much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

10: The trees are thriving and the flowers are blooming in spring. 1 1: There are worries about women in the world, and there are more worries than worries.

12: The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are on their way home. 13: Bird's-eye view of the great river flowing from Henggang, Wan Li floating in front of the hall.

14: It's hard to wake up in the morning if you don't come back in your prime. 15: Autumn is crisp, the corner of the border town mourns, and the bonfire shines on the high platform.

Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure! 16: the willows are green and drooping on the ground, and flowers are flying in the sky. 17: But how unlucky the poet is, he will be defeated by the monarch.

18: I have been infinitely sad recently. Who had a long talk with you? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces. 19: once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.

20: the mulberry pickers have to ask in this life, relying on dangerous buildings alone. Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.

2 1: Treading on thin ice. 22: I felt the dream of Yangzhou for ten years and got the name of a brothel.

Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder whose house Qiu Si will fall into. 24: There are piles of yellow flowers all over the floor.

Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? 25: The wind has stopped the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

26: The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what makes you cry, and I recall my life in a heartbreaking voice.

28. I miss my relatives more often during the festive season-Tang Wang Wei > 29. I am caught in deep sorrow and can't hide my grief. There are more silent words than audio ones. 30: wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

3 1: A teacher shows his real world, who can compare it in a thousand years. 32: Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

33. Mourning, the distant place can be returned to China-Folk Songs of Han Yuefu > 34. Two streams are empty boats, and there is not much to worry about. 35: there are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. I would have compared my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the canal.

37: The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river. 38: heartbroken every year, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

39: The microwave hates the sea, and the bright moon is heartless. 40: The sky is green and the sun and the moon are bright. 4 1: Several peaks are bitter, and the rain in Shang Lue is hazy.

42: Feng Kuang, Paper Ash, my brother is back, and I have looked back at you many times. 43: the phoenix tree is raining, and at dusk, it drops.

This time, what a sad sentence! 44: Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see home when you look at the end of the world. 46: Luo Youwei wept: It was his spring that brought sorrow. Where does spring go? But I don't understand, I'm going home! Dressed in rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of clouds came and descended one by one.

With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. "48: What is it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom? 49: Good rain knows the season, and when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. 50: peaches and plums laugh at Qingming, and Noda's wasteland is only sad.

5 1: Those who know me worry me, and those who don't know me worry me. 52: Building a house is in human territory, and there are no chariots and horses.

53. Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. 54. I will think of you in the clouds and me in the sunset. 55: The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked. It is embarrassing when acacia will meet.

3. Poetry describing a heavy heart

Tell the wine booth. Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge. Where does the magpie fly? Step on the soft snow.

Look at the temple. Try to count the flowers in the psychological period.

I don't know that a rotten death of a mouse has become delicious, and I don't know that a proud love has become suspicion.

The mulberry pickers had to stop asking questions and live alone in a dangerous house. Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.

The heartbreaking patch is about to be washed away, and no one cares. Who will call prostitutes to stop?

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

It's time for you to go to bed. You can go back to rest. You can return it and say that you will settle accounts with Xifeng.

Luo Zhang's lamp is faint, sobbing in his dream: it is his spring that brings sadness. Where does it lead? But I don't understand, I'm going home!

Quan Lin did not examine Yu's feelings, but betrayed his trust and became angry.

Isn't he a completely moral person? Although people may not pay attention to him, he won't feel uneasy.

Divide cups and plates, sing and dance at leisure, and ask him what's so sad about? It's also sad to think about it. It's rainy and windy on the Double Ninth Festival.

Take off your pants and go home quickly. I hate thousands of feelings. Hate thousands of feelings, each boring and singing.

At the end of spring, Baochai parted, Taoyedu crossed and Nanpu Ada was dark. I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days.

I turn my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.

Expose the waste pool willow with a cigarette fan, and wash it in the rain to dry. Like the spring breeze, wash and dry the rain.

Swallows know the ambition of swans!

Break your hat and add more hair. Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and thin and mature become romantic. Two or three geese are also bleak.

Jathyapple Loutai, Chou-heung Courtyard, people come and go cheerfully. Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad!

Those who know me make me worry, and those who don't know me make me want.

4. What ancient poems describe "a heavy heart with a slight sadness"?

The ancient poems are as follows: 1, "Yulin Ling" Song Liu was cold and miserable, and Changting was late.

At the beginning of the shower, the doors are empty, the party is lingering, and the blue boat is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival.

Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

There are many kinds of customs, who can say! 2. "Picking Mulberry Seeds" Song Xin Qi Ji retired from life and lived alone in a dangerous building. Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.

It's time for you to go to bed. You can go back to rest. You can return it and say that you will settle accounts with Xifeng.

3, "Hui Huan" Tang Lizhen went to the West Building alone without saying a word, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely Wu Tong Shen Yuan locked the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

4, "Sound Slow" Song Qingzhao searched and searched, cold and clear, miserable and miserable. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? The wind is strong at dawn. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

The yellow flowers were piled all over the floor and destroyed. Who can break them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence! 5, "Qin Yi E" Song Qing Zhao Lin, Luanshan sparse smoke.

The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk. The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.

When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.

5. What are the poems that describe the heavy mood?

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. 2. The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the western Western jackdaw is overjoyed. At this time, it is embarrassing to know when lovesickness will meet. It's sad to leave. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to have a rest. I wanted to have a rest, but I said it was cold and it was autumn. 6. Suddenly, I heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lunshen. 7. Several peaks are cold, and it's still raining in Shang Lue. 8. If you don't come back in your prime, it's hard to wake up in the morning. 9. The whole world is muddy. I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone. 10. There have been endless sadness recently. Who is more worth talking about? Pay from teaching, green window tears, early geese and early warblers. 1 1, walking on thin ice. 12, faint in the light, sobbing in the dream: it was his spring that brought sadness. Where did it go? But I don't understand, I'm going home! 13, the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. 14, and it is a dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and it has won the name of brothel. 15, and yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Is that enough? .

6. Sentences describing the sad mood of the characters

1, a group of Dai girls came, carrying small spinning wheels on their shoulders and small lanterns in their hands, and their tight skirts swayed in the wind. Their figure is so slim, their steps are so light and their manners are so generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies descended from the sky.

Seeing people sliding around on the skating rink, my heart moved and I quickly put on my skates. The first few steps, some cold and cheerless, turned a few laps and returned to normal. I slide forward again, turn left, turn right, suddenly stop, slide back ... a child about my age, like the first time I entered the skating rink, stumbled and stumbled; Swing, squat.

There is an old woman at the crossroads, with a slight hunchback and a fat figure, struggling to walk on the empty road with an umbrella. The wind came at me with heavy rain. She bent forward hard, grabbed the umbrella, stepped back half a step and staggered forward.

It snowed at noon, so I can't go home for dinner. Just as I was about to do my homework, suddenly a delicious steamed stuffed bun was stuffed into my mouth. I turned around and saw Xiao Ming winking at me playfully.

Ning Jiayin ran to the overhead crossbar, stepped on the ground again, swung his arms violently and flew over the crossbar like a swallow.

6. He put the melon seeds in his mouth while cooking and bit them into a grid. However, when he bit them, he couldn't do it correctly. He soaked all the shells of melon seeds with saliva, and when he peeled them in his hand, he slipped around, unable to start, and finally fell to the ground, nowhere to be found. He swallowed a mouthful of empty saliva and chose another bite to bite. This time, he was very careful when peeling. He displayed the bitten melon seeds on the dining table in the cabin, lowered his head and peeled them carefully, as if he were repairing the clock. After about a minute or two, I finally peeled some melon seeds and stuffed them into my mouth to eat.