1. Poems about melancholy
Poems about melancholy 1. Poems about melancholy
"Midnight Wu Song" by Li Bai
< p> There is a moon in Chang'an, and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love.
When will the Hulu be pacified and the good men stop going on an expedition?
"Butterfly Loves Flowers" Ouyang Xiu
How deep is the courtyard?
The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless.
The jade-carved saddle is in the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.
It’s rainy and windy at the end of March. The door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.
With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
"Resentment on the Jade Steps" Li Bai
White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night.
But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely.
"Spring Resentment" by Jin Changxu
When fighting the yellow orioles, don't teach them to sing on the branches.
When I cry, I startle my concubine in my dream, and I cannot get to western Liaoning.
"Remembering the South of the Yangtze River" by Wen Tingyun
After washing up,
Leaning alone on the Wangjiang Tower,
No matter how many sails there are,
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The water in the slanting Hui pulse is long,
The heart is broken in Bai Pingzhou.
"Wang Jiangnan" Wen Tingyun
After washing up,
Leaning alone in Wangjiang Tower.
Thousands of sails are not the same,
The water is long and slanting,
The heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou.
"Grudge between Boudoirs" by Wang Changling
The young woman in the boudoir does not know her sorrows, and goes up to the green building with makeup on the spring day.
Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband and son-in-law to find a title.
"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu
The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies.
The night is as cool as water on Tianjie, lying down watching Altair and Vega.
"The Grudge in the Palace" by Sima Zha
The varying colors of the willows cover the painting building, and the dawn orioles sing to fill the palace with sorrow.
No one sees the flowers falling every year, and the sky is empty Follow the spring spring out of the ditch.
"The Palace" by Yuan Zhen
The ancient palace is lonely, and the palace flowers are lonely and red.
The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting around and talking about Xuanzong.
Wujue·Speechless
Children will hate you for a long time, and they don’t want to tell others.
There are tears in the sky when night comes, and spring leaves without a trace.
"The Pure Sky·Autumn Thoughts"
Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows,
Small bridges and flowing water, people's houses,
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The ancient road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.
The sun sets in the west,
The heartbroken man is at the end of the world
2. The poem about sadness in Li Bai's poems
should be "Lonely Sail" The distant shadows in the blue sky are gone, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky."
Because the last sentence of "I will drink wine" "I will sell the eternal sorrow with you" indeed expresses melancholy
But the Yellow River is a river
And "The lonely sail is far away and the shadow is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River is seen flowing in the sky" writes the feeling of parting
The mood of separation...parting can also be regarded as a kind of melancholy
And the Yangtze River is a river
So it is said that "the lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is gone, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky." .
"Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, raise the cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it even more sorrowful."
"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, lower your head and think Hometown."
3. Poems expressing sadness
There is no reason for me to get drunk when my heart is broken. Before the wine arrives, I will burst into tears.
Cutting off the water with a knife will make it flow even more, and raising a cup to relieve sorrow will make it worse.
Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
I'm afraid that the Shuangxi sailboat cannot carry many sorrows.
Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.
Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
Resting and leaning alone in the Mingyue Tower, drinking wine makes me sad, turning into tears of lovesickness
Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, I will never forget it
Small Xuan Window , dressing up. Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
The flowing light can easily throw people away, turning the cherries red and the bananas green
The mist is thick and the clouds are sorrowful forever, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beasts.
There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow.
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4. Poems about melancholy
"Midnight Wu Song" by Li Bai There is a moon in Chang'an and the sound of thousands of households pounding their clothes.
The autumn wind never blows away, but there is always love. When will the Hu barbarians be pacified and the good men stop their expedition? "Butterfly Loves Flowers" Ouyang Xiu How deep is the courtyard? The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless.
The jade-carved saddle is in the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road. The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing wildly at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.
With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. "Resentment on the Jade Steps" by Li Bai White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night.
But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely. "Spring Resentment" Jin Changxu When you beat up the orioles, don't teach them to sing on the branches.
When I cry, I startle my concubine in my dream, and I cannot get to western Liaoning. "Recalling the South of the Yangtze River" by Wen Tingyun After washing up, I leaned alone on the Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that passed by were nothing. The slanting light was flowing slowly over the water, and my heart was broken by Bai Pingzhou.
"Looking to the South of the River" Wen Tingyun finished washing himself and leaned against the Wangjiang Tower alone. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same. The slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou.
"Grudge between Boudoirs" by Wang Changling The young woman in her boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with her makeup in the spring. Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title.
"Autumn Evening" by Du Mu Silver candles paint the screen with cold autumn light, and small light fans flutter at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down to watch Altair and Vega.
"Palace Resentment" by Sima Zha The varying colors of the willows cover the painting building, and the dawn orioles sing to fill the palace with sorrow. Every year the flowers fall, no one sees them, and the empty spring springs emerge from the ditch. "The Palace" Yuan Zhen The ancient palace is lonely and lonely, and the palace flowers are lonely and red.
The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting around and talking about Xuanzong. Wu Jue · Speechless Children hate it for a long time, and they don’t want to show it in front of others.
There are tears in the sky when night comes, and spring leaves without a trace. "Tianjingsha·Autumn Thoughts" Ma Zhiyuan The old trees withered vines and the crows, the small bridges and flowing water and the houses, the west wind and the thin horses on the ancient roads.
The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
5. Describing sorrow (verses)
1 The geese lead the sorrow away, and the mountains carry the good moon. ——Li Bai
2 The bright moon does not return and sinks into the blue sea, and the white clouds fill the sky with sadness. ——Li Bai
3 Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of divorce, not the ordinary feeling in the heart. ——Li Yu
4 Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——Li Yu
5 The morning mirror is full of sorrow, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the nightingale should feel the moonlight is cold. ——Li Shangyin
6 He drinks and talks about self-condemnation, and sings to relieve his sorrow. ——Du Fu
7 Don’t worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you. ——Gao Shi
If you don’t have dazzling eyes for 8 years, you are either worried or sick. ——Yang Wanli
In September, the sky is filled with crows and frost, and the river wind, fishing fire, and sorrowful sleep are opposite. ——Zhang Ji
10 Jiang Wan was feeling sad, and he heard partridges deep in the mountains. ——Du Fu
11 A piece of flying flowers reduces the spring, and thousands of points are floating in the wind, which makes people sad. ——Du Fu
Where is Xiangguan at dusk on the 12th? The Yanbo River makes people sad. ——Cui Hao
13 The Ming Dynasty is a lonely boat farewell again, and I am worried about seeing the wine curtains on the river bridges green. ——Uncle Dou asked.
14 The purple is half-opened and the weeds are quiet, and the red clothes are gone and the lotus is sad. ——Zhao Gu
15 Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow more, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow, and the sorrow will become more sorrowful. ——Li Bai
16 Traveling around the five lakes at sunset, the mist is full of sorrow. ——Xue Ying
17 The white hair is three thousand feet, and the fate is as long as the worry. ——Li Bai
18 The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of sorrow. ——Li Qingzhao
19 The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is endless, and the golden beast disappears. ——Li Qingzhao
20 I am afraid that a boat on the Shuangxi River cannot carry many sorrows. ——Li Qingzhao
21 How can we avoid sorrow and hatred in life? There is no limit to my love for being alone in ecstasy! ——Li Yu
6. About Li Bai’s melancholy poems
Writing about sorrow with wine
Wine can enrich people’s imagination and temporarily forget the pain, so Poets often use wine to relieve their sorrows and express their feelings.
"Cut the knife to cut off the water, and the water will flow more; raise a cup to eliminate the sorrow, and the sorrow will become even more sorrowful." Li Bai's poem expresses the depression of being unable to achieve goals
Using flowing water and the sea as metaphors for sorrow
The long flowing water stretches endlessly and remains unchanged through the ages. Human sadness is like the surging water of the endless water, and it is even more like the immeasurable depth of the endless sea. < /p>
The moon connects the past and present, and connects different places. The wanderer misses his wife and cannot sleep all night long. He is only accompanied by the bright moon in the sky. At this time, the coldness of the moon blends with the loneliness of the wanderer missing his wife. < /p>
Concrete the abstract sorrow is the most wonderful thing about the ancients writing about sorrow. Li Bai "The white hair is three thousand feet long, and the sorrow is like a long head" ("Qiupu Song")
7. Poems about writing "Sorrow"
Entering the tall building in the dark, there are people Melancholy upstairs (Li Bai's "Bodhisattva Man")
The sound of dust is gone, the west wind is lingering, and the Han family mausoleum is still there. (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin'e")
The weak willow congfeng raised his sleeves suspiciously, and the orchid sleeves were exposed as if they were stained with towels. Sitting alone is also frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
A guest from Chu wants to hear Yao Se's complaints, late at night in Xiaoxiang when the moon is bright.
(Liu Yuxi's "The God of Xiaoxiang")
Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide from the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we come back again (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")
I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, and my hatred will not stop until I return home. The moonlight person leans on the building (Bai Juyi's "Long Love")
It's dusk in the season, and I'm bored and lean alone against the door (Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man")
Thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting light is shining. The water is long and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou (Wen Tingyun's "Dream of Jiangnan")
Don't return to your hometown before you are old, for returning home requires breaking your heart (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man")
I plan to die If you marry, you will rest for the rest of your life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Xiang")
The waning moon is bright on the face, don't cry at the dawn (Niu Xiji's "Sheng Chazi")
The words are over Too much, the love is not over. Looking back, I still remember: Remember the green skirt, pity the fragrant grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi")
I made a thousand wishes before the pillow, and I have to rest and wait until the green mountains fade (Dunhuang Ci)
I wanted him to come back early after conquering his husband, but he took off and let me go into the blue clouds (Dunhuang Ci)
I looked back with deep affection in secret. Two green leaves are left behind. Riding on an elephant and crossing the water first (Li Xun's "Nanxiangzi")
I often get sick and drink in front of the flowers every day, and I don't hesitate to wrap my face in the mirror and lose weight (Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flower")
< p> No matter how many teardrops there are, there is no limit to hatred, relying on the lantern (Li Jing's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi")Constant cutting and confusion, which is the sorrow of separation.
Don't have the ordinary feeling in your heart (Li Yu's "The Cry of the Black Night")
Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward (Li Yu's "