Ancient poems about hate

The Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple Bai Juyi

The fragrance of April in the human world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

I have no idea where to turn when I return in spring. .

Du Fu's Eight Formations

His achievements cover three parts of the country, and he is famous for his Eight Formations.

The stone in the river will not turn around, but he will swallow Wu with regret.

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Looking at Du Fu in spring

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. I feel the flowers splashing with tears, and hate the other birds.

The war continues for three months, letters home. It's worth ten thousand gold. The white head scratches is shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

Du Mu in Qinhuai

The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai is near the restaurant at night.

Business girls don’t know the hatred of their country’s subjugation, but they still sing songs in the backyard across the river.

Resentment to Li Bai

The beauty rolls up the bead curtain and sits deep with her frowning eyebrows.

But Seeing wet tears, I don’t know who I hate.

Spreading through the Huanxi sand, Li Jing

The fragrance of lotus leaves is gone, and the green leaves are left behind,

The west wind is worried among the green waves.

It is still haggard and haggard with the time.

Dry rain dreams of returning to the chicken plug far away,

The small building blows through the jade sheng cold.

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How many teardrops are filled with endless hatred, leaning against the lantern stem.

Hate the words Bai Juyi

The green eyebrows are low and the red tears are sold secretly.

Once came Hating people's feelings, unconsciousness is like today.

Beautiful resentment (one act of hatred) Han Xie

Time slips away into darkness and desolation, and I am too lazy to look at the morning makeup on the water chestnut flowers.

The people on the swing are lonely at first, and the grass in the back garden is left to grow.

The couplets of hatred are clear

We are of the same heart and in the same county, but we don’t meet each other,--ill (lost surname)

Uniquely picked the Fan Wu Yong Tuanfan.--Yan Bojun

Don't listen to the east neighbor pounding the frost and practicing,--Jiaoran

Recalling the expedition, people shed tears like sleet.--Cheng (lost surname)

Changxin’s empty steps were covered with grass, -- Congxin (lost surname)

Concubine Ming left Zhaoyang Palace for the first time.--Hang (lost surname)< /p>

The lantern of Tang Yin in "Qishu's Remaining Regret"

Three feet of silver lanterns are burning across the tent, and the joy is unfinished and the marriage is broken up;

May the teachings turn into a treasure of light, The light shines through the underworld and the sky does not dawn.