1. Poems about sadness and regret
Poems about sadness and regret 1. Poems, good words, sentences and famous quotes about regret
1. Manjianghong· Writing about feelings
Song Dynasty: Yue Fei
He was so angry that he rested on the railing while the rain stopped. He raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad.
Jingkang’s shame is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
Translation: I was so angry that my hair stood up, so I raised my hat and climbed up to lean on the railing. A drizzle had just stopped. Looking up at the vast expanse, looking up to the sky and sighing, my heart is filled with the heart of serving the country. Although I have established some achievements over the past thirty years, they are as insignificant as dust. I have traveled 8,000 miles from north to south and gone through many turbulent lives.
Don't waste your years, your youth's black hair will turn gray, and you will only have regrets and sorrows alone. The shame of Jingkang Year has not yet been washed away. When will the resentment of the ministers be extinguished? I will drive a chariot to attack Helan Mountain, and even Helan Mountain will be leveled. I am full of lofty ambitions. When I am hungry during the war, I will eat the enemy's flesh. When I am talking and laughing, I will drink the enemy's blood. I want to start all over again, regain the old rivers and mountains, and pay homage to my old capital, Jingque.
2. Poems to encourage learning
Tang Dynasty: Yan Zhenqing
It is the time when the lights are on and the rooster is at night, when men are studying.
Black-haired people don’t know how to study diligently early, and white-haired people regret studying late.
Translation: From midnight every day to when the rooster crows, it is the best time for boys to study. In their youth, they must know how to study hard and study diligently. But if you only know how to play and don't know how to study hard, you will regret when you are old that you didn't know how to study hard when you were young. When you get older, you will regret why you didn't know how to study hard when you were young.
3. Shanhuazi·The wind catkins have turned into duckweeds
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The wind catkins have turned into duckweeds, mud lotus The strong and beautiful lotus root silk lingers. Take a piece of incense to remember your past lives.
People's affection has become less affectionate, and now I really regret it. When I look back at the heartbroken place, I shed no tears.
Translation: The catkins in the wind fly to the water surface and turn into duckweed. Although the lotus in the river mud is strong and decisive, its stems will still linger. When parting, pick up a petal and give it to the other person to remember the past. People often say that if a person is passionate, his feelings will not be very deep. Now I really regret my past passion. When I return to the old place where I was sad to say goodbye, I can't help but shed tears quietly.
4. Chang'e
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the long river gradually sets and the dawn stars sink.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Translation: Through the screen decorated with mica, the shadow of the candle gradually dimmed. The Milky Way gradually sinks, and the morning stars gradually disappear. Chang'e regretted being lonely and secretly taking the elixir. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her lonely heart every night.
5. Ding Fengbo · Since Spring
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Since spring comes, the green is miserable and the red is red, the heart is a matter of choice. On the bright sun, orioles wear willow belts and lie still under incense quilts. The warmth disappears, and the greasy clouds linger. I'm tired of combing my hair all day long. None of that. Once the hatred and ruthlessness are gone, there will be no message or letter.
Had I known it earlier? I regret not locking the carved saddle. To the chicken window, only with the barbarian paper elephant in charge, restraint to teach chanting lessons. Stay with me, don't hide. I sit with Yi while sewing and threading. and me. Don't let your youth pass by in vain.
Translation: Since the beginning of spring, seeing the green leaves and red flowers seems to bring sadness, and this inch of my heart seems more and more bored. The sun has already risen to the treetops, and the orioles have begun to fly and sing among the willow branches. I am still hugging the brocade quilt and not getting up. Her delicate skin has gradually become thinner, and her hair is hanging down and messy. She is depressed all day long and has no mood to look in the mirror and do her makeup.
I’m so helpless. It’s a pity that the lover didn’t even send back a letter since he left. If I had known this, I regretted not locking up his BMW. He should really be left at home, just let him work with pen and ink, let him recite lyrics and never leave. I don't have to hide and stay with him all day long, leaning against him with needle and thread in hand. With him by my side, I don't have to waste my youth in waiting.
2. What are the poems that describe "regret"
1. Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas·Part 10
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
Jingwei holds a tiny piece of wood and will fill the sea.
Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there.
There is no need to worry about the same things, and there will be no regrets when they are gone.
It’s only in the past, good times are waiting for you.
Translation
Jingwei held a tiny piece of wood in his mouth and wanted to use it to fill up the sea. Xing Tian wields his shield and axe, and his resolute fighting spirit is always present. The same living beings have no remaining sorrow and have turned into foreign objects without repentance. If there is no such will and character, how can the good times come?
2. Shanhuazi·The wind catkins have turned into duckweeds
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The wind catkins have turned into duckweeds, mud lotus The strong and beautiful lotus root silk lingers. Take a piece of incense to remember your past lives.
People tend to be less sentimental than others, and now they are really not sentimental. When I look back at the heartbroken place, I shed no tears.
Translation
The catkins in the wind fly to the water surface and turn into duckweed. Although the lotus in the river mud is strong and decisive, its stem will still linger. When parting, pick up a petal and give it to the other person to remember the past.
People often say that if a person is passionate, his feelings will not be very deep. Now I really regret my past passion. When I return to the place where I left sadly, I can't help but shed tears quietly.
3. Qingpingle·Wild Flowers and Fragrant Grass
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Wild flowers and fragrant grass, lonely mountain road. The willows spit golden silk and the orioles sing early, and the melancholy and fragrant boudoir are dark and old!
Luo Dai regretted that they were of the same mind, and thought deeply with Zhu Lan alone. I dreamed that the moon was slanting in half of my bed, and the wind through the small window touched the music of the harp.
Translation
Wild flowers and herbs grow lonely beside this mountain road. The willow tree spits out golden threads, and the oriole is singing so early. I was full of melancholy and secretly wasted my time in my boudoir.
How regretful I am that I took off my belt and became one with you. Now I am leaning against Zhu Lan alone, how deeply I miss you. When I woke up from my sleep, a crescent moon shone on the half-empty bed. The wind blowing from the small window made the strings of the piano whimper.
4. Reminiscing about youth and the season of flying flowers
Qing Dynasty: Zhu Yizun
In the season of flying flowers, there are weeping poplars in the alleys and east wind courtyards. The heavy curtains are still the same as before, but people peeking behind the curtains are far away.
The orioles are singing at the bottom of the leaves and the swallows are singing on the beams, and their sounds are accompanied by resentment. It's useless to miss each other, and I regret meeting each other in the first place.
Translation
It’s the time when the fallen flowers are flying again. In the streets and alleys shaded by weeping poplars, the east wind blows in the courtyards. The heavy curtains remain the same as before, but the person peeking through the curtains is far away from me.
I can still hear the orioles singing gracefully among the thick leaves, and the swallows are still whispering on the beams, and every sound has my resentment. All my lovesickness was in vain, and I regretted meeting her in the first place.
5. Yangchunqu · Boudoir's Revenge
Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi
I regret being a merchant's wife, and I am destined to have a bad husband. When I left, I only talked about Soochow. After more than three years, I got a letter from Guangzhou.
Translation
I really regretted marrying a businessman, but I had bad luck and met a betrayed man. Before I left, I said I was going to Soochow. Three years later, a letter came from Guangzhou.
3. Poems describing being indifferent to a loved one and feeling sad and regretful
Nagato Fu
Emperor Xiaowu, Empress Chen, was lucky but quite jealous. . Don't stay in Nagato Palace, feeling sad and sad. I heard that Sima Xiangru in Chengdu, Shu County, was a scholar in the world, and offered a hundred catties of gold to get wine for Xiangru and Wenjun, because he said these words to relieve his sorrow. And Xiangru wrote an article to understand the Lord, and Queen Chen regained her relatives. His words said:
How come a beautiful woman is here? She walks carefree and is worried about herself. The soul is lost but does not return, the body is withered and haggard and lives alone. It is said that I go in the morning and come back in the evening, eat and drink happily but forget about others. The heart is moved without thinking about the past, and the friendship is happy and close.
Yi Yu's ambition is slow and foolish, but he has a pure and happy heart. I am willing to ask questions and advance on my own, so that I can hear the sound of your Majesty. Following the false words and hoping for the truth, I looked forward to the palace in the south of the city. You repair thin tools and set up your own facilities. You have never been willing to come by luck. The sky is drifting and the wind is blowing. When I climbed up to the orchid terrace and looked out into the distance, my mind wandered and I felt lustful. The floating clouds are gloomy and blocked in all directions, the sky is graceful but the day is overcast. The thunder is loud and clear, and the sound is like the sound of your car. The wind blows back and rises from the boudoir, holding up the curtains and curtains. The osmanthus trees are intertwined with each other, and the fragrance is cool and fierce. The peacocks gather together and stay together, and the peacocks roar and chant. The jadeite wings come and gather, and the luan and phoenix fly from north to south.
The heart is not comfortable due to squeaking, and the evil spirit is strong and attacking. Go down to the Orchid Terrace and look around, walking calmly in the deep palace. The main hall is built with blocks to create the sky, which rises together and makes the sky high. I moved and leaned on the east chamber, watching my husband wandering and wandering endlessly. The jade houses are packed with gold, and the sound is like the sound of bells.
The carved magnolias are thought to be 榱 Xi, and the decorated apricots are thought to be beams. Luo Fengrong wanders among the trees, separated from the building and supporting each other. The rosewood trees are spread out, and the beams are arranged in various places. The time seems to be divided into categories, like generals gathering stones. The five colors dazzle each other, and the rotten shines into light. It is like the article written by Xia Mao that the wrong stone is in the wrong place. The curtains of Zhang Luoqi are hanging down, and the connecting lines of Chu Chu are formed.
Carefully caress the pillars and lintel, and look at the center of the Qutai. The white crane is croaking and wailing, and the lonely female is parading among the withered poplar trees. At dusk, I feel hopeless, feeling alone in the empty hall. The bright moon hangs to illuminate itself, and I spend the clear night in the bridal chamber. I use the elegant qin to change the tune, and the melancholy and thoughtful music cannot last long. The case flow has turned around, and the sound is young and wonderful, but then it rises again. Looking through the experience, the thoughts are generous and sincere. The people on the left and right are sad and weeping, and the tears are flowing away and helpless. Relaxation makes me feel depressed, and I get up and hesitate. Pulling on his long sleeves to hide himself, he counts the ruins of the past. There was no face to show, so I went to bed in despair. If you feel like you are sleeping on a pillow, it is fragrant because of the orchids.
Suddenly I fell asleep and dreamed, as if I were beside you. Be wary of waking up without seeing, your soul is far away as if you are dead. The chickens crow and feel sad, and they rise to gaze at the moonlight. The audience's ranks of stars are coming, and Bi Subaru comes from the east. Looking at the kindness of the atrium, it is like frost in autumn. The night is as graceful as the old one, and the mood is so gloomy that it can no longer change. Dan Yan Jian, waiting for the dawn, desolate pavilions and then regain the light. I feel so sad that I dare not forget it no matter how old I am.
4. Looking for a poem with sadness and regret
Langtaosha
Li Yu
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the mood of spring is In the dim light, Luo Jian can't bear the cold at dawn. In his dream, he didn't know that he was a guest, and he was greedy for pleasure for a while.
Don't be alone! Infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to say goodbye and difficult to see at other times. When the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and the world is in the sky.
"The Book of Songs·Jianjia"
The Jianjia is pale, and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side. If you follow it back, the road will be long and blocked. Traveling back from it, Wan is in the middle of the water. The jianjia is luxuriant, and the white dew is still shining. The so-called beauty is on the water. If you follow it when you trace back, you will find your way through the obstacles; if you follow it when you trace back, you will feel like you are swimming in the water. The jianjia is collected, and the white dew has not stopped. The so-called beauty is in the river of water. Follow it back, but the road is blocked and to the right. If you go back and swim from it, you will be swimming in the water.
A cut of plum blossoms·Autumn with the fragrance of red lotus root and residual jade mat.
Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus root and residual jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When Yan Zi returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.