Poems about helplessness and sadness 1. Poetry describing sadness and helplessness.
Poems describing helplessness
1. I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch!
2. Everything is wrong. Keep your eyes up and your eyebrows down. Raise your eyes, lower your eyebrows, and point to the silent tears.
The small building was easterly again last night, so my country couldn't bear to look back on the month.
4. Cochineal tears make people drunk and heavy, and natural people hate water when they grow up.
5. I want to talk to Yao Qin, but I have few intimate friends. Who will listen to a broken string?
6. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.
7. Juck Zhang's leaves are rotten in Xiwan, and the lotus seeds are still in bloom. Dreams never leave the river, and people preach the phoenix mountain lang. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
8. I can't get rid of this situation, I can only frown but mind!
9. Who knows that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and I am always in Cangzhou.
10. At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned.
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12. Now, I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
13. The wind blows the sky, just smile, don't worry.
14. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
15. Where do you synthesize sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.
16. Overlooking the river from Yokooka, I was worried about Wan Li in front of the Floating Life Hall.
17. Peaches and plums laugh at the festive season, and Noda wasteland is only sad.
18. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. This is separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.
19. The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
20. The whole world is muddy. I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.
2 1. Hua Lin thanked Chun Hong, but she was in a hurry and had no choice but to have a cold rain and a late breeze.
22. What's it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?
23. The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.
24. Microwave hates the sea, and the moon is heartless.
2. Poems describing helplessness
1, the water dies in the east, the river is fast, and the geese don't go to the north. Everything has a place. Who knows how to be heartless? The past is like the wind!
2, the wind blows the sky, just smile, don't worry.
3, the chrysanthemum is sad and smoky, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
4, the world is turbid, I am alone, everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.
5, ask the sky without tears, and keep the empty cup alone. Harmony and harmony, the world is drunk, why always quarrel!
6. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass.
7, this situation can not be eliminated, can only frown at my heart!
8. Who knows that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and I am always in Cangzhou.
At that time, the bright moon was there, like a colorful cloud.
10, lonely and desolate, starting from scratch.
1 1, now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to say it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.
12, Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, but she was in a hurry and had to brave the cold rain and come to the wind.
13, what does it taste like to twist the word autumn heart into ash? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?
14, the cycle of change has entered the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.
15, microwave hates the sea, and the moon is heartless.
16, I gave my heart to the moon long ago, but the moon shines on the ditch!
17, nothing is right, look up and look down. Raise your eyes, lower your eyebrows, and point to the silent tears.
18, the small building was easterly again last night, and the country could not bear to look back to the middle of the next month.
19, rouge tears, make people drunk, when heavy, () natural people grow up and hate water.
20. Have a heart-to-heart talk with heptachord, but few bosom friends. Who will listen to a broken string?
2 1, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.
22. Juck Zhang's leaves are rotten in Xiwan, and the lotus seeds are still in bloom. Dreams never leave the river, and people preach the phoenix mountain lang.
23. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
24, where to synthesize sorrow? Leave people's hearts to autumn.
25, Yokooka overlooking the river, far away from Wan Li sorrow hall.
26, the festival is sunny and the plum laughs, and the Noda wasteland is only sad.
27, cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is parting. Don't have a taste in my heart.
28. People move to the east and west, walking too fast and falling out of love mercilessly.
29, people go to the empty building, today's frost is heavy, the cold leaves are dry and foggy, and the clothes are stunned.
3. Try to express your helpless and sad poems, preferably classic ones.
Shao Hua doesn't stay for teenagers. He hates you for a long time. When will he stop (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi"), he will be a river full of tears, and many worries (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi") will be seen again? There are tears on the sleeves (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan), and cardamom has old grievances. Ten-year dream is just a glimpse (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan). Clouds are light and the wind is light, and it rains in succession.
With laziness, Dongfeng tears (Wang Shen's Memories of Time Past) ruined his life, and only a few evenings passed (Zhao Lingzhi's Qing Ping Le). How much leisure is there? Yichuan smoke, full of wind, plum rain (He Zhu's "Jade Case") was originally planted on the grass, showing early, and the old building was new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only. Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")?
I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance is in the bone (Yan by Chao Buzhi). Who knows (Mrs. Wei's "Wu") gaunt and tired in the south of the Yangtze River, unbearable, anxious to get back together (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang"), looking at the moon pavilion with his hand, and smelling the flute on the bridge. It is already midnight in the city. The horse is slippery and frozen, so it is better to have a rest. It's better to walk less (Zhou Bangyan's youth brigade). It's like Iraq. How can it be like a slave loss (an isolated spirit)? Only Guanshan is thousands of miles away, when will Su Guangtong (Jiang Shenzi of Xie Yi) sail to Wan Liyun? Send a lonely soul and your eyes will be cut off.
Who sings the golden thread for me (He Xinlang of Ye Mengde)? I hate you, not the moon, not the north and south, not things. East, west, north and south, only each other.
I hate you, but I've been on the river for a month, and I'm still losing money when I'm full. When it is full, it is still a loss. When is the reunion (Lv Benzhong's Mulberry Picking)? It is better to warm the sun and lose to Yingying Yanyan.
The courtyard is full of flower curtains, and the heartbroken grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen). He sits alone, advocates enjoying alone and lying alone. Standing is frustrating, but touching people (Zhu's "delicate magnolia") is naive and not afraid of people guessing, and sleeping with him is pregnant.
When I was leaving, I was too lazy to come to the dresser again (Zhu's Qing Ping Le) for fear of parting. How many words I want to say and have a rest (Li Qingzhao's Phoenix Stage), but the water in front of the building, I should miss you and stare at you all day. Seeing the place has added new worries since then (Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai to Blow the Flute"). The west wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"). Now, with the cold wind, the temple is afraid to go out at night.
It is better to look under the curtain and listen to people's laughter (Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness"). When it is cold and lonely, it is most difficult to rest (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can we beat him? It's late and urgent (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). This time, how can we get a sad word (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice)? We should pay attention to Yao Qin, who will listen when there are few bosom friends (Yue Fei's The Hill)? It is even more important.
The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite. Dreams are hard to achieve, and hatred is hard to level.
People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. (Si Wan Yong's "Sauvignon Blanc") Dongfeng Xie, with a subtle sense of joy and a melancholy mood, left Suo for several years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") Spring is the same, people are empty, tears are full (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"), peach blossoms fall, and the pool is idle. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Mo, Mo and Mo (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") are lonely at dusk, and there is more wind and rain (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), and everyone is jealous. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains unchanged (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), only the dream soul can reunite, and the dream can not be made (Lu You's "Dead Hua Lian"). I'm not afraid of silver and steel, but I'm afraid of the wind and rags (Lu You's Die in Hua Lian). I'm afraid spring has already opened, not to mention countless red flowers (Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. We should also be surprised to ask: How many buildings in Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) have been deserted recently? Old You Yanfei can say (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) that teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the next floor.
Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words. Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.
I want to say that I still have a rest, but it's a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's ugly slave) and nobody cares. What's more, who advised Ti Ying to stop (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai), because he brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't know what to do in spring (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai). Looking back, the man was there. It's hard to let go of sorrow (Jiang Kui's "Long Pavilion"), Leng Xiang flew to poetry (Jiang Kui's "Nian Nu Jiao") for a long time, and was dyed by acacia in early spring (Jiang Kui's "Walking on the Sand"). Before spring is green, he has his temples first. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time.
I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling. (Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky") The green carving is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and nostalgic (Jiang Kui's "Dimfragrance") is nothing like the spring breeze. No matter what it is, the golden house has been sorted out long ago.
He also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but complained that Yulong's elegy (Jiang Kui's "Thin Shadow") was on the verge of breaking the shore and a new green was born; This is a place that turns red with sadness. I remember the flowers blossoming in the front door and cutting the lights in the middle of the night (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang), worried that Cui Dai's eyebrows would be damaged. Flowers bloom every day (Shi Dazu's "Double Words"), and there is a dark green road in front of the building, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine"). You can't spend your honeymoon with melancholy, and the moss rises to the secluded stage overnight (Wu Wenying Du Qiuniang, Tainiang Bridge).
The wind is floating and the rain is falling. When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.
Time flies easily dump people, red.
4. Helpless and sad poems
Ji Zi > Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.
If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower.
A day without seeing your face seems as long as March! Autumn wind ci Li Bai autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, leaves gather and disperse, and western Western jackdaw is surprised.
It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick. Long-term lovesickness seems to be a memory, but short-term lovesickness is infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. Jinse Li Shangyin, I don't know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a flowery interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies. The emperor's longing for love was crying in the cuckoo, the mermaid was crying in the green sea of the moon, the blue fields were breathing their jade in the sun, and an eternal moment came and met again before I knew it. Li Yu went to the west wing alone, and the moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Qin Guan, the fairy son of Queqiao, is clever, and the flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, cold and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Customs are strange, who to talk to. A prune, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root, residual jade in autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is nothing I can do to get rid of this situation, but I frown, but I am worried and ashamed about the cover of the tallest building in my heart.
Remember for a long time, swim on your shoulders. The skirt covers the stockings and peach blossoms, and the thin shirt lightly fans the apricot blossom building.
Travel several times, get drunk several times, stay several times. Unexpectedly, the spring breeze is broken.
Unexpectedly, the clouds also dispersed. Old days are easy, but hate is hard to pay.
Bees don't understand people's sufferings and swallows don't understand people's worries. When will the old love be over? Even if we meet, we should not know. Our faces are covered with dust and our temples are frosty.
From the first sentence, I was immersed in the sad atmosphere created by Su Shi and couldn't get out. ) and a moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
(Sadness is mostly due to helplessness ...) At this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. I don't know where to go. Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Things have changed, and naturally there is a special sadness. That's a real pity. There are infinite painters in the world, and a sad painting can't be painted.
(Don't say anything, 555555) Looking around, it's deserted and terrible. It's the hardest time to rest when it's warm and cold.
There are seven consecutive overlapping words at the beginning of the sentence, and all the adjectives that can describe chaos and desolation are used up. ) the tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to be filial and the relatives are not there.
(sad, because this is the truth ...) It is better to know me like this than to have no life. There is no happiness in life. If you were not born in an extremely miserable and difficult environment, how could you be so desperate? )
Four machines, Yuanyang wants Qi Fei, and the poor old man turns white (or helpless ...) wine into homesick tears first.
(Raise a glass to drown your sorrows. ) the poor bones by the wuding river are still living in dreams.
Only by comparing this sentence did I realize how powerless those anti-war songs in the west are. ) Life and death are generous.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. Loyal feelings in plain) If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly.
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. No one is more straightforward, open-minded and calm than him. )
Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. (I'm glad to have it, but I can't give up my love. Life is seven bitter, and one sentence takes two seats. )
He joined the army at the age of fifteen and didn't come back until he was eighty. I couldn't help crying at first sight. )
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn. (The sadness that can be said is not sadness ...) Gambling books spilled tea, which was just unusual at that time.
You don't know how to cherish until you lose it, but you can't go back. I fell in love with Nalanxingde because of this sentence. But he didn't find the person he was looking for in two places. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring.
(Good persistence ...) Julian Waghann Beiding Central Plains Day, family sacrifice is hopeless. (Lu Fangweng's poem in his later years, the first cry of blood, this one is particularly distressing, and so it is after he died. )
Fortunately, we don't forget each other (a sentence written by a woman in the Han Dynasty to her lover is a relic of the Han Dynasty unearthed in a quicksand in the western regions. A few figures are concise, and there are thousands of words in my heart, but only these four words are gently said. )
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. The vagaries of life are always the source of sadness. )
Drunk in the battlefield, you don't laugh. How many people fought in ancient times? Heroism is tragic, and masculinity is vivid on paper. )
Live like a hero and die like a ghost. Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.
It is hard to imagine that such heroic poems are written by a weak woman who has always been famous for her elegance and delicacy. Have you ever noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Look through the old photos of ten years ago and see what parents look like. ) others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not wearing it.
I didn't see the tomb of Wulin heroes, no flowers, no wine and no hoes. (I always thought it was Tang Yin's sad life, but Gao Ming was sad but not hurt, laughing and cursing, which showed that he was still childlike. )
Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth become one can we break with you.
Poetry expressing helplessness
A poem describing helplessness:
1, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan&; lt； Thinking in the secret room >
2, no words and half paper weight, thousands of people are willing to bear. -Sister Chen Pengjie &; lt； Send two songs outside >
3, how many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long. A poem describing helplessness. -Zhang &; lt； Yanzilou >
4. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking. -Li Bai&; lt； Two kinds of endless yearning i >
5. Only your eyes will open all night, which is a lifelong trouble in your brow. -Yuan Zhen &; lt； Send three mourning songs >
6. Remember that your heart is like the Xijiang River, which flows eastward day and night. -Yu Xuan Ji&; lt； Jiangling express >
7. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen &; lt； "fishing" is one of two songs >
8. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. -Huang Jingren &; lt； One of the two poems in Seven Huai >
I feel your love. Looking back, tears filled my eyes. -Lutong &; lt； Daughter song is upstairs >
10, thinking of you is like a candle, frying your heart and containing your tears. A poem describing helplessness. -Chen &; lt； Now that the monarch has come out >
6. What are the most sad and helpless poems and sentences?
1, autumn wind words
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,
When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.
Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.
If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the leaves in the wind gather and disperse. Crows already living in trees are awakened by the sound of hanging leaves. They can't bear the bleak scenery, croak a few times, recall all kinds of things that they met and knew each other, and can't help but feel when they will meet again.
At this moment, I really can't stand loneliness and sadness, which makes me feel sorry. If someone once missed someone so much, they would know the suffering of this kind of lovesickness. There are countless times when I miss you, but when I am lonely, I fall into a longer and endless acacia. Alas, if I had known this, I wouldn't have known you then!
2. "Jinse"
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time. Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke. Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
3. Meet You Huan
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
Silent and lonely, I slowly climbed up the empty West Wing and looked up at the sky, accompanied by a bend of Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.
It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.
4. "Always complaining"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao
In the bleak autumn season, a couple forced by life can't go to never say goodbye.
At the moment when he was driven away, he faced each other with tears in his eyes and wanted to say something to each other, but he cried before he opened his mouth.
There are thousands of words in my heart, but at this moment, I am too sad to say them.
Don't think that there is only a queen, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.
In the bleak autumn wind and bleak season, a pair of lovers who are in love with each other, forced by life, have to say goodbye with bitterness. At this heartbreaking moment, the eyes of both of them were filled with tears. They looked at each other and wanted to say something to each other, but they cried before they opened their mouths.
There are thousands of words in my heart, but at this moment, I can't tell them because of my sadness. After parting, we live far apart. Who can tell us about lovesickness? The only thing we can do is to enjoy the moon in both places and place our worries about endless lovesickness.
5. Su Xiting
Tang Dynasty: Dai Shulun
The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days?
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.
Su Xiting is full of weeds, and it is late spring in full of green. Who is the person who leans like "Xizhouqu" in Dongfeng? Swallows haven't returned to their nests, and the beautiful spring scenery is almost over. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.