Poems that can't sleep at night

I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't sleep, I can swim, I can toss and turn. -"Nan Zhou Guanju"

Pan He Bai Zhou, also Pan Qiliu. If you are worried, if you have hidden worries; I don't have any wine, so I can swim in Aoyi. -"Gao Zhou"

In the end, the wind was jittery, and there would be embarrassment in a few days. -"Taifeng Final Wind"

Afraid of your yin, I am afraid of your thunder. If you don't want to talk about it, you get pregnant. -"Taifeng Final Wind"

I can't sleep at night, lying around on my pillow alone, my troubles come like a cycle, and bandits can't roll them up. -"Three Poems for Women" (I)

Show the bright moon, candles on my bed. Worried that people can't sleep, the night is long. -"The Wounded Song"

Moon how bright, shine on my bed. Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes. -"how bright of the Moon"

Can't sleep at night, sit up and play the piano. Looking at the bright moon, the breeze blows on my chest. -"Love Poem Eighty-two"

You can't sleep because of worry, and it's hard to be depressed because of the bitterness of the night. The moon shines on the snow and the north wind is sad. The feeling of death has been urging when it is transported to an object that is not submerged by water. -"Best of the Year"

The spring grass is drunk with spring smoke, the boudoir sleeps alone, the bitterness grows old, and Chun Qing is left behind. -"boudoir thoughts"

The night is long and sad, the arm can't be cut, and the clothes are worn and people are sad. -Sleepless at night

The night is too long to sleep, and the bright moon burns. I want to smell the scattered cries, but I should lie in the air. Midnight song

A lonely lamp can't sleep, and the wind and rain are full of Westwood. How much do you care about? Books are gray until late at night. -"Sitting in front of the fire"

The curtain is cold in spring, and the embroidered window is sleepless. It rained all night in South Lake, so the lotus boat should be wet. -"Four Poems of Cui Shi Feng"

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die. Full of sadness, tossing and turning, the pine forest is empty under the moon. -"On Returning to Zhongnanshan at the End of the Year"

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty. -"Working at night"

The festive season is spent in sorrow, and the tonic is occasionally drunk. At dusk, the rain is cold and colorless, and new poems are opened a hundred times. -"Nine Days and Duke Wei of Han Dynasty"

Wandering around, sleeping, returning to work, and still waiting for the third night. -"Xia Yue is blessed with insomnia"

I haven't slept for several nights. Chu Tianyun saw a cold toad. -"Two Poems Representing Italy"

Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears. -Fisherman's pride