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Poems about Sorrow: Changle slope gives people the word Sorrow
Tang Baijuyi
Pedestrians divide the road from north to south, and the flowing water meets the Yugou from east to west.
I hate to leave before the slope all day, and it is a long worry to be famous for Changle.
One of his worries
Tang Cao Ye
Dreams are as urgent as water, and his hair is as white as grass.
look forward to the spring solstice and return it to others.
The second worry
Cao Ye in Tang Dynasty
The grass is short and green, and the mountains and moons are bright and bright.
this night, my eyes were open, and my head was crying.
The third worry
Tang Cao Ye
The temples of other families are not yet born, and they are like hair in the city.
if you look towards Linchuan, you can't swim across it.
Two Sorrow Poems on the River
Tang Chenyu
On the River, Weng opens the door, and opens it to the grass.
I only worry about my children, but I don't feel old.
the stem of grass on the river is withered, and the dead leaves of the stem are scorched again.
that's wonderful. there is no cold wave every night.
sorrow
Tang Cuihuan
In September, the roots of the canopy are broken, and the grass on three sides is hairy.
the dusty horse changes color, and the frost and snow sword makes clothes.
visitors worry about the gloomy night, and ride home by the book post.
Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, waiting for Chunhui.
Sorrow
Tang Du Fu
Cao Jiang calls for sorrow every day, and Wuxia is not worldly.
The spiral heron has a heart-shaped bath, and its unique flowers are distinct.
ten years' military strength has made the world dark, and foreign guests are old and lonely.
whether the Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can be seen or not, people are ill after the strike.
sitting in sorrow
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Sitting in the wild in Gao Zhai is even more exciting.
in October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the water in the lonely city is faint.
it's full of species, and the left bear the dog.
I worry about running all day, and I dare not talk about the return date.
Sorrow
Tang Du Mu
The reunion and dispersion are invisible, and the ileum forms itself.
you can't stay in the past and the present, but leave and live.
the general who surrendered to the enemy thought about it, and he traveled far and wide in the autumn.
who is more haggard, and who is the last to cry in Qin Jing?
Worry
Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
There is no point in raising a humble tent as a household.
Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is separated from Wangxiangtai.
I'm getting tired of looking old, so I don't need my siblings.
It's sad to look back on the war and personnel.
Spring Sorrow
Tang Hanyan
The sun flies long and the jade rabbit goes away, and the green temples last forever.
Qin E's sixteen words are like a string, and he has not solved his greed for flowers and cherishing willows.
There is no news from the geese in Wuyuling, and it's a long time since we've been together.
I advise you not to swim in spring when you are young. Warm wind is thicker than wine when you are late.
Sitting in the Purple Pole Palace in Changsha on a rainy night
Li Qunyu in Tang Dynasty
Sitting alone, the cave palace and terrace are heavy.
Spring lanterns are accompanied by quiet thoughts, while the rain at night makes the sorrow deeper.
poor people don't know other things, and right and wrong are at this point.
Habitat destroys one's life ambition, and when he holds his knees, he sings for Liang Fu.
lonely sorrow
Tang Li Chongsi
Having heard of Chengdu wine, you can ask for it without money.
I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it.
Two Hakka Sorrow Poems
Tang Li Qunyu
Hakka Sorrow looks at the willow color, and it grows deeper every day.
the spring breeze is rippling, but the calendar is chaotic.
if you are worried about the willow color, the days will grow longer and longer.
by sending flowing water to Hunan, it will continue to enter the emperor's hometown.
Sorrow Poems
Tang Li Tingbi
It's hard to send away and stay when you arrive, and everything will be over.
Pan Yue's face is full of sorrow, and her brow is sad.
Long-distance poems ride empty horses, and the distant geese sound lonely at first.
Even more, I miss each other, and when I wake up, the moon is like a hook.
worried about the rain, sending money to the doctor
Tang Liuwan
accumulated rain in abundance, regardless of hunger, cold and life.
when you look at your clothes, you will find your elbow, and you will find your essay in the mirror.
nine strangers turn into a sea of mud, and Qian Shan is full of wet clouds.
the dragon clock drives the money section, thinking of you everywhere.
Spring worries
Tang Meng Jiao
Spring things and worrying about guests are different when they meet.
therefore, flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes.
when you are lonely at dusk, you will return to the same place.
Lonely
Tang Meng Jiao
The day before yesterday, he was far away, and yesterday he had white hair.
if you want to know Wan Li's feelings, you should lie in bed for half a month.
I'm always afraid of insects singing, which makes my grass rest.
melancholy songs at night
Shi Jianwu of Tang Dynasty
The singer's songs are not over, and the sorrow of people is increasing.
empty posts? #92; Branches, strong pick unintentional lights.
Sorrow
Tang Wei Zhuang
Avoiding sorrow comes again, and it's unforgettable.
sitting in the heart at night puts frost on the temples.
I don't dream of being a son, but prefer to be a traveler.
Excuse me, Mr. Gao Xuanke, where is the hometown of drunkenness?
Spring worries
Tang Wei Zhuang
Thinking about this hurts more, and hating every spring is longer.
the dew is stained with the tears of xiangzhu, and the flowers fall into plum makeup.
I am afraid of sleeping and dreaming, and I am idle.
when there are no people in the backyard, the moon is loose.
Spring Sorrow
Tang Wei Zhuang
Spring Sorrow of his own is killing his soul, and he can't bear to miss his grandson.
the fallen flowers are silent and the rain is dim, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone.
Huangzhou is sad at dusk
Tang Xiang Si
Ling Zhuo is in tears, overlapping from the west.
that is, the night is cold, but it can't be opened unless it is warm in spring.
if there is no landing plan, it is advisable to abandon jichuan materials.
I'd like to send it back to Wan Li.
Sorrow
Tang Xushuai
The night is long, and the voice leaks late, and the eyebrows are often sad with the song.
when the yellow leaves fall, they urge the anvil to stand in the sun, and when Zigui cries, it breaks the dream.
Princess Ming wept thousands of tears, while Cai Yan combed her temples.
Four Nobles can't recruit when they enter the mountains, and homeless people are the most vulnerable.
send away your worries
Tang Yongtao
When you throw a sigh in the mud, you can't sigh three times to lead to deep worries.
Mo Yan's guest has no worries, so it is necessary to know how to worry more and hurt his heart.
Sorrow
Yu Xuanji in Tang Dynasty
Leaves are falling in the dusk, and Zhu Si caresses herself and sings songs.
release your feelings, don't hate and have no friends, and cultivate your nature and throw away bitter waves.
There are many sounds outside the car door for the elderly, and there are many Taoist scrolls in front of the pillow.
Buyi will eventually become a traveler in the sky, and the green water and green mountains will pass.
Jiangling is anxious to send his son to Ann
Yu Xuanji in Tang Dynasty
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is shaded by dusk sails.
remembering you is like the west river, which flows eastward day and night without rest.