Verses expressing sadness and sorrow:
1. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just lower my brows but it is in my heart. Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"
2. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi
3. The sharp mountains by the sea are like swords, and the coming of autumn cuts the heart of sorrow everywhere. "Climb the Liuzhou City Tower and send a letter to the governors of the four states at Zhangting" Liu Zongyuan
4. Farewell to the west tower after being drunk, but I can't remember it when I wake up. Dreams of spring and autumn clouds, it's so easy to get together and disperse. It's half moon and I still sleep less, painting the screen is free Exhibit Wushan Cui.
5. Don’t worry about poverty and lowliness, and don’t dwell on wealth. "Butterfly Loves Flowers" Yan Jidao
6. The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it at all. I feel haggard for the beauty. Liu Yong's "Die Lian Hua·Standing in the Dangerous Building and the Breeze is Soft"
7. Everything is a dream. I once learned about it from Handan and Zhenshang. Who gets a hundred years? During this time, I know how many worries I have.
8. If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?
9. Looking at Donggao in the dusk, where can I rely on? The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun.
10. However, poets are often unlucky, and they are no match for the emperor.
11. Tears of rouge can make people drunk. No matter how long it takes, it is natural that life will grow and hate will last forever.
12. The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
13. The whole world is turbid and I am alone in my purity. Everyone is drunk and I am alone in my sobriety.
14. The forest flowers faded and the spring red faded. It was too hasty and helpless, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening.
15. Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. There is no ordinary feeling in my heart.
16. Aren’t you a gentleman if you don’t know something but don’t get upset?
17. Wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
18. If you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more. If you raise a cup to relieve your sorrow, your sorrow will become even more sorrowful.
19. What does it feel like to turn your autumn heart into ashes? What does it feel like, lying down and reading piano music for whom?
20. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms·The Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and the Fragrance of the Jade Mat in Autumn" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty "The fragrance of red lotus roots and the remaining jade mat in autumn. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded an orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book with the word "Goose" When I returned, the moon was full and the water was flowing. There was no way to eliminate this feeling, but it was in my heart."
Translation:
p>The lotus has faded, the fragrance has faded, and the bamboo mat, as cold as jade, reveals the deep cool autumn. He gently took off his silk coat and lay down alone on the bed. Looking up at the distant sky, where the white clouds are rolling, who will send the brocade book? It is the time when the wild geese form the character "人" and return south. The moonlight is bright and immersed, filling the pavilion leaning against it in the west. Flowers drift by themselves, and water drifts by itself. A kind of parting lovesickness affects the sorrow of two places. Ah, what cannot be ruled out is that - this lovesickness, this sorrow of separation, just disappeared from the slightly frowning eyebrows, and faintly lingered in my heart again.
Introduction to the author: Li Qingzhao (March 13, 1084 - May 12, 1155), a layman named Yi An, was of Han nationality and a native of Zhangqiu, Jinan, Shandong Province. She was a female poet in the Song Dynasty (at the turn of the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty), a representative of the Wanyue Ci School, and was known as "the most talented woman in the ages." In the early stage of his poems, he wrote mostly about his leisurely life, while in the later stage, he mostly lamented his life experience and had a sentimental mood.
Formally, he makes good use of line drawing techniques, finds his own way, and uses clear and beautiful language. The argument emphasizes the law of association, advocates elegance, puts forward the saying "don't be the same family" in lyrics, and opposes writing lyrics in the same way as poetry. He is capable of poetry, but not much remains. Some of his chapters are timely and historical, and his sentimental words are generous, which is different from his style of writing. There are "Collected Works of Yi An" and "Yi An's Ci", which have been lost. Later generations have a compilation of "Shu Yu Ci". Now there is "Li Qingzhao's Collection and Annotations".