Changle slope gives people sad words.
Tang Bai Juyi
Pedestrians branch from north to south, and flowing water connects Yugou from east to west.
I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry.
A worry.
Don Cao Ye
Dreams are as urgent as water, and white hair is as new as grass.
Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others.
The second worry.
Don Cao Ye
The grass is short and green, and the mountains and moons are bright.
That night, I woke up and the roof was crying.
The third worry.
Don Cao Ye
Another temple is not born, but it looks like the hair in the city.
Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water.
Two melancholy river poems
Suttawat Settakorn
Open the door on the river, open the door on the grass.
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.
border area
Tang cuikun
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.
Anxiety; worry
Don du fu
Cao Jiang complains every day, and martial arts are not secular.
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.
Sit sadly
Don du fu
A high house is often wild, and sitting in sorrow is more intimate.
In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint.
There are many kinds, left bear.
I ran in fear all day and didn't dare to talk about the return date.
Anxiety; worry
Dondum
Convergence and dispersion are invisible, and the ileum is self-contained.
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?
Eliminate anxiety
Don du fu
There is nothing to open by raising a humble tent 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.
Spring sorrow
Don
The sun flies and the jade rabbit goes, and the green hair will last 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.
Sitting in Zijing Palace in Changsha on a rainy night
Tang Li Qunyu's Ancient Lyrics
Sitting alone is cold and cold, and the cave palace is 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.
Lonely sadness
Don Li Chongsi
When you hear Chengdu wine, you can ask for it without money.
I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it.
Two Poems of Guest Sorrow
Don Li Qunyu
The guest is worried about the willow color, and the sky is getting deeper.
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.
Sad poem
Tang litingbi
It's hard to send it away, it's hard to stay, but it's hard to stay.
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.
Send money to the doctor when it rains.
Tangliuwan
The accumulated rain has cleared up one after another, 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.
Classical Spring Sorrow Poems
Tang mengjiao
Things in spring are different from worrying about guests meeting.
So flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes.
Lonely at dusk, floating and sinking together.
Lonely sadness
Tang mengjiao
I was in the distance the day before yesterday, and yesterday I 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.
Nocturnal elegy
Tang Jianwu
The singer's song is not over, and the people's sorrow is increasing.
Empty the post and pick the unintentional lamp.
Write a sad and helpless poem:
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps with anxiety.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't be a taste in your heart.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No! No! No!
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
Raise a glass to relieve sorrow (Li Bai's poem),
There is a sentence in Li Shangyin's poem "Give a Answer", the banana does not show lilac knots, and the spring breeze is in the same direction.
About the melancholy Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn": a new word and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather was old and the sun set. There was no choice but to let the flowers fall, as if Yan had returned. I'm still alone in the fragrant garden path
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, saying that sorrow fills new talents.
The west wind is setting, the tomb of the Han family (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E")
Weak willows are suspicious of the wind, and orchids are like towels. Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Chu Ke wants to hear Yao's grievances, and Xiaoxiang is in the middle of the night (Liu Yuxi's Xiaoxiang God)
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When to revisit (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
Think long and hate long, until it's time to pay back. People leaning against the building in the moonlight (Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc)
It's dusk, and I'm bored, leaning against the door alone (Wen Bodhisattva Xia)
After all, it's not there, the oblique light is full of water, and my heart is broken (text "Jiangnan Dream")
Be sure to break your heart before you go home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man)
I'm going to marry him and grow old together. If you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Hometowns")
Canyue's face is bright, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son")
There are many words, but there are still feelings. Looking back, it is important to remember the green silk dress and cherish the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Life Check")
Make a thousand wishes before your pillow and wait for the green hills to rot (Dunhuang Ci)
I want him to come back early, but I have time to go to Qingyun (Dunhuang Ci)
Looking back in the dark is very desirable. Heritage is a double emerald. Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi)
I often get sick before the end of the day, but I don't care if I look thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpie Tread")
How many tears are hateful to lean on (Jing Li's "Puhuan Xisha")
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. Don't have a taste in your heart (Li Yu's Night Cry)
Ask how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward (The Mermaid by Li Yu)
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. The flowing water has come out of spring, and it is heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha")
It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man)
Don't be lonely in the alley, hope that the smoke will fade away. The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering.
Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi. (Li Zhi's "Linjiang Xian")
In my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply (Gu Huan's Confessions)
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears are broken (Qian Lou Yuchun)
Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun)
The bright moon building rests on its own, and the wine turns into tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumu Fu")
Every year tonight, if the moonlight is practiced, it will travel thousands of miles a day (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar.
Everyone has come to this matter and has no intention of avoiding it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing")
Send away spring, when will spring come back? Looking at the mirror at night hurts the scene and recalls the past (Zhang Xian's Fairy)