There are poems about self-degradation and self-deprecation.
The night is vast, where can I go?
The prodigal son is wandering and wandering
The autumn wind blows, and I look with tears
Where can I go when I am drunk?
The sunset is like blood, the evening wind is twilight
Spring returns to the earth and all things are refreshed
Sitting quietly in the cold wind before anyone wakes up
Four poems to congratulate the bridegroom with green leaves and unknown reasons< /p>
1． Gao Yitu
Where to find the Yellow Crane?
Only the sky is left with thousands of miles of white clouds flying by.
A good night in the past has turned into a festive holiday,
It is suspected that it was a mistake of Yin and Yang.
Who would have thought that a thousand pieces of gold would make a promise?
Why is this love so long?
I have no choice but to ask the passer-by from the end of the world:
Flowers in the mirror,
The moon in the water.
Throughout the ages, Chibi has left heroes and martyrs,
In the wind and rain, across the north and south of the river,
dragons soared and tigers leaped.
The mountains are dyed with heroic colors,
The cold stars in the sky are twinkling,
Five thousand years are unwilling to be lonely.
I lay drunk in the pavilion and sighed,
Watching the flowers in the world bloom and fall:
The autumn wind blows,
there is a rustling sound.
2． Fishing Father Picture
The spring breeze blows the green trees,
It is difficult to break up in the world of mortals,
The mood of separation is sad.
Even if you have no merit to repay heaven,
the ambition remains the same,
do not pray for divine help.
Everyone in the world is chasing the flowing water in the east,
Only the heroes walk alone on the road to the end of the world:
Look at the flying boat,
and cross to the south.
Where does a leaf of duckweed go?
Sighing that the past is too painful to look back on,
A sad scene.
The ancient mountains and rivers are still there today,
It is hard to express the great pride,
The spring and autumn come several times in the wind and rain.
There will be a time when you can ascend to the sky again.
Why do you need to ask the sky thousands of questions?
Riding a flying dragon,
soaring into the sky.
3． Picture of Asking Questions in Qiu Mountain
The wild geese are flying south again,
As far as the eye can see, there is no limit to the horizon,
It is hard to catch the setting sun.
Boundless wildfires burn the grass,
piles of rocks along the way,
cannot be buried,
fallen dust and ashes.
There is only the rolling water of the Yangtze River,
The waves behind still push the waves ahead:
The treasure is exhausted,
right and wrong.
You claim to be indestructible,
How much have you suffered for these words?
Rain and wind.
The wind on the table is ninety thousand miles away,
The war drum is beating heavily under the pen,
How has the tiger general ever lost his power?
In order for the Wan family to be reunited,
I have a home and cannot return.
To whom,
complain sadness?
4. Decline
When it comes to this life,
I wonder how much you have gone through?
Spring, summer, autumn and winter.
When I was young, my heart was too strong,
I also responded to a hundred responses.
Who are you talking to now?
One person is powerless to sing louder,
What’s more, human feelings are as cold as ice:
Can’t hear,
my singing voice.
When I wake up from a dream, everything is empty.
The sorrow and hatred for the bright mirror will not diminish.
The gray hair will only increase.
I had no choice but to hide in Mount Emei,
become a monk outside the world, and let the world be deserted.
All good men were brave in the past.
Don’t talk about the past:
Disappear in the cold wind.