1. Do you have any poems or famous sayings that describe your unbearable loneliness?
The sound of pine nuts falling on the stairs, the sound of moving to the official position when you are young, the chrysanthemums still blooming in the lonely evening, does not mean that you are tired of Chengming.
Evening Thoughts Tang Jia Island The autumn night has hardly dawned. There are no piles of cases in the hot month, and when guests from far away come, no one asks what they think.
Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to rest on them, the cool night breeze clears the air. Ziyi Du Mu of Tang Dynasty Du Ling Xiao Cijun.
Dongting wind and falling trees. The courtyard is full of locust flowers.
Sitting lonely with the lamp turned on? Loneliness leads nowhere. Bu Suanzi, Lu You of the Song Dynasty. Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous.
It fell into pieces and turned into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. Qing Ping Le Song Huang Tingjian Where does spring return?
Who sees lonely people coming and going alone? Autumn Night Tang Gengmao After the equinox of the high autumn night, the lonely phoenix trees in the deep courtyard locked the autumn, and a cold sound of a wild goose came back from the water, calling for him to come back and live with him.
Who knows if there is no trace of spring: http? Misty and solitary shadow. Feeling like a fool.
The heart is decorated with no color. Occasionally written by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The red apricot leaves are just beginning, and the green plum trees are already on the branches.
When the flowers are falling behind, I am lonely and sober. Sitting in boredom for a long time with lowered eyebrows makes you feel lazy and slow to move.
Young man Jun is a strange man, and you should know that he has gray hair. Self-titled by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The old man Yi Guan is calm, he feels very carefree, he is poor and his salary is high, and he flies over the roses because of the wind.
Summer Night Staying in Zhi by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A young man lives in a spacious courtyard. Data source.baidu? Unless you ask for oriole.
No one can understand the hundreds of warbles, and the sky and the moon are far away from the clouds. 2. Poems describing the beautiful environment
1: The fragrant flowers and orioles in the deep courtyard are talking to each other, and the balcony goes straight up among the colorful clouds. The golden rooster crows in praise of a well-off society.
2: The spring breeze congratulates without words, and the apricot orchard is full of flowers. "Happy Zhang Feng Jidi" by Zhao Gu of Tang Dynasty
3: Noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and the land is full of miscellaneous heroes. Liang Xie Tiao of the Southern Dynasties "climbed three mountains at night and looked back at the capital"
4: Use money to buy flowers and trees, and plant them on the east slope of the city. However, those who purchase flowers are not limited to peach, apricot and plum blossoms. ——Bai Juyi
5: A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.
6: Solemn tidbits are late, Feifei red is light. The day is long, the male bird is alone, and the spring is far away. "Spring Festival" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
7: Everyone's face is glowing and they sing loudly about prosperity.
8: Eliminate all taxes and implement more virtuous policies. Good times will never come in a thousand years.
9: The strong wind and the sound of bows and horns sound, and the general hunts for Wei City. (Wang Wei: "Hunting")
10: The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point. The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and a solitary sail comes from the sun. ——Li Bai
11: "Qingpingle·Village Living" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
12: "Qingpingle·Village Living" by Xin Qiji
13: Harvest into the Village , gold and silver enter the warehouse.
14: How many famous people in Chang'an are not as good as you if they run out of agencies.
15: I don’t know Xiangji Temple, but I have entered Yunfeng several miles away. There are no people walking on the ancient trees, and there is no clock in the deep mountains. The spring is filled with dangerous rocks, the sun is cold and the green pines are green. In the dusk, the music of the empty pool is used to calm the poisonous dragon. Passing Xiangji Temple
16: White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves. ——King Luo Bin
17: The green mountains cannot cover it, after all, it flows eastwards ——Xin Qiji
18: The sun ends behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. ——Wang Zhihuan
19: When I was young, I didn’t recognize the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. (Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing")
20: The buildings are connected to the supermarket, and the road winds across the pond.
21: When I was young, I planted pine trees all over Donggang. The first inch of root removal was as trivial as transplanting rice seedlings. ——Su Shi
22: The east wind is good for the sun and the messenger, and every grass and flower will bring news. Tang Qianqi's "Spring Suburbs"
23: The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with each other. "Late Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
24: Plant a hundred peaches for begging, and send them to Huanhua Village before spring. ——Du Fu
25: People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi: "When will the bright moon appear at the head of Shui Tiao Song")
26: The moon is dark, and the geese fly high, and the Chanyu escapes at night. (Lulun: "Song under the Sai")
27: The sun is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower")
28: A child with unkempt hair learns fishing, sitting sideways on the berry moss grass.
29: Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten and five flowers everywhere. "Two Cold Food Poems" by Li Shanfu of the Tang Dynasty
30: The spring water of the Yangtze River is dyed green, and the lotus leaves are as big as water. "Spring Farewell Song" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
31: The back garden shaded by elms and willows , in front of Taoliuo Hall. ——Tao Yuanming
32: The green fields are beautiful in the Spring Festival Gala, and Baiyun Village is high in rock. Xie Lingyun of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Entering the Mouth of Pengli Lake"
33: "Children Fishing" by Hu Linngneng of the Tang Dynasty
34: Raising glasses to the bright moon, facing each other into three people. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
35: The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, and the middle son is weaving a chicken coop.
36: The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. (Wang Wei: "Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn")
37: When will the east wind come from Luoyang? Willow spring on the Sichuan waves will return to the Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Five Poems about Spring"
38: The grass grows and the orioles fly two On a moonlit day, the willows are blowing on the embankment and drunk with spring smoke.
39: The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. ——Li Bai 3. Poems about the refreshing scenery
1. "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty
Purple smoke comes from the incense burner in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance. The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.
Translation: Purple haze rises from Xianglu Peak under the sunlight. From a distance, you can see the waterfall hanging like white silk in front of the mountain. The plummeting waterfall on the high cliff seems to be thousands of feet long, making people feel as if the Milky Way is falling from the sky to the earth.
2. "Inscription on Chrysanthemums" Huang Chao, Tang Dynasty
The rustling west wind filled the courtyard with plants, and the pistils were cold and fragrant, and the butterflies were hard to come by. If I were the Qing Emperor in his future years, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms.
Translation: The rustling autumn wind is coming, and the chrysanthemums in the garden are swaying. The fragrance of the stamens is full of chillness, making it difficult for butterflies and bees to come. One day, I will be the God of Spring, and I will arrange for chrysanthemums and peach blossoms to bloom in spring.
3. "Moon Song of Mount Emei" by Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty
The half-moon of Mount Emei in autumn casts its shadow into the water of Pingqiang River. The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night, and I miss you and go down to Yuzhou without seeing you.
Translation: In front of the tall Mount Emei, a half-round autumn moon hangs. The flowing Pingqiang River reflects the bright moon shadow. Set off by boat at night, leaving Qingxi and heading straight to the Three Gorges. I miss you but it’s hard to see you, so I reluctantly go to Yuzhou.
4. "Looking at the Remaining Snow in Zhongnan" by Ancestor Yong of the Tang Dynasty
Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges and snow-covered clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.
Translation: Looking to the south, the North Mountain is beautiful, covered with white snow, like floating clouds. It was clearing up after the snow, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone among the treetops. In the evening, the city of Chang'an became a bit colder.
5. "Lotus in Quchi" by Lu Zhaolin, Tang Dynasty
The floating incense surrounds the curved bank, and the round shadow covers the Huachi. I'm often afraid that the autumn wind will come early and I don't know how it will drift.
Translation: The gentle fragrance lingers around the curved bank of the pool, and the round flowers and leaves cover the beautiful pool. I often worry that the bleak autumn wind will come too early, causing the lotus flowers to fall before you can fully enjoy them. 4. Poems about being intoxicated physically and mentally by the beautiful scenery
Three poems by Bai Juyi recalling Jiangnan
Jiangnan is good,
I have always known the scenery.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire.
When spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Reminiscing about Jiangnan,
The most memorable thing is Hangzhou.
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 visit again?
Recalling Jiangnan,
Secondly recalling Wu Palace.
A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves,
Wu and her two daughters danced drunken with hibiscus.
See you again sooner or later?
Translation:
Jiangnan beauty was once so familiar to me. The bright sunshine shines on the wild flowers along the river redder than fire, and the river water in spring is as green and clear as blue grass. How can I not recall this scenery often? 5. Ancient poems about eternal love
1. "Farewell at Night in Shen Ji's Room"
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Fan Yun
Guishui Cheng In the night atmosphere, Chushan Mountain has clear morning clouds.
The autumn wind and the resentment between the two villages are divided by the autumn moon.
The cold branches are collected by Ning, and the frost ape walks alone.
Muluo is interested in me, and I am thinking of you.
Translation: The autumn water carries the fragrance of cinnamon, the evening breeze is clear and clear, the Chushan Mountain is quiet and quiet, and the dawn clouds reflect the morning light. The bleak autumn wind sends away the homesickness of a foreign place, facing the bright moon thousands of miles away. How can you break orchids and chrysanthemums when the branches are cold? How desolate the lonely traveler is when the ape cries and wails. When you are caressing the usnea with your hands, remember that I was by your side; when picking the sweet-scented osmanthus, I am thinking about your unparalleled talent and talent.
2. "Shangxie"
Han Dynasty: Anonymous
Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life.
The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you.
Translation: Oh God! I want to fall in love with you and let our love never fade. Unless the mountains lose their edges and corners, unless the surging rivers dry up. Unless there are thunderstorms in the cold winter, unless the snow is flying in the scorching heat, and unless the heaven and earth intersect and connect, I will not dare to abandon my love for you!
3. "Emperor's Spring, Green Grass"
Song Dynasty: Li Jia
The green grass is green and luxuriant all over Nanmo. Warm flocculation and chaotic redness also tell people that spring is sad and helpless.
I recall the lovers picking up the greenery, bringing their rewards, and the cold food in Fengcheng. Until now, spring has come to every corner of the world, and guests have come to the end of the world.
Sorrow is relieved. Still like weaving. Wipe away tears secretly. Steal again. Standing there, leaning against the dangerous lanterns, even in the dusk, the clouds are still green.
If you fight hard, you have already fought hard now. If you forget, you will forget how you were born. He also asked Linhong to try to find out the news again.
Translation: The spring grass is green and lush, covering the road to the south. The petals of the flowers dance wildly in the warm wind, and the flying catkins seem to understand people's moods, full of sorrow, fatigue and languor. Recalling that lovely partner, charming and beautiful, with a bright smile.
During the Cold Food Festival, we joined hands to enjoy the spring breeze and went to the countryside of the capital to have fun and entertain ourselves, laughing and cheering all day long. But now, I have come to this end of the world and feel the warm spring breeze again, but I am lonely again.
As soon as the sadness dissipated, it covered my heart like a dense net. The overflowing tears had just been secretly wiped away, but they overflowed again unknowingly. I was restless and leaned on the railings of tall buildings. After the whole dusk, all I saw was the dusk clouds gathering together, and the sky was dim. There is no trace of her anywhere.
I would rather give up my whole life for her, and now I have made up my mind. But if you want to forget her, you must never forget her in this life. I will also ask Yuyan infatuatedly, tentatively asking for her information and whereabouts.
4. "Bu Suanzi·I live at the head of the Yangtze River"
Song Dynasty: Li Zhiyi
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.
Translation: I live at the source of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and never see you, but we drink the water of the Yangtze River together.
When will the endless river dry up, and when will the bitter hatred of separation cease. I only hope that your heart will stay as strong as mine, and you will not let down my infatuated love.
5. "Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xianyun Makes Clueless"
Song Dynasty: Qin Guan
Xianyun makes tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and the distance between Yin and Han is dark . As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Translation: The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the shooting stars in the sky convey the sadness of lovesickness, and I quietly pass through the distant and endless Milky Way tonight. Meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who have been together for a long time but seem to be inseparable.
The lingering tenderness is as continuous as flowing water, the reunion date is as ethereal and illusory as the shadow of a dream, and I can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge Road when we part. As long as the love lasts until death, there is no need to covet the happiness of each other.