1. Poems about melancholy
Thoughts at Night There was bright moonlight in front of Li Bai’s bed, which was suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. On a February night, I remember my brother-in-law. Du Fu's garrison of drums cut off the line of people, and there was a sound of wild geese on the edge of the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, and the army was not suspended. 3 Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi Bingchen was drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival and was very drunk. He wrote this piece because he was pregnant with his son.
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dance and figure out the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world. Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light shines on the sleepless people. There should be no hatred. Why do things always end when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.
I wish you a long life, thousands of miles away from Chanjuan! 4 Yong Yu Le Su Shi wrote this poem after he stayed at Yanzi Tower in Pengcheng and dreamed about it. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is as good as water, and the scenery is infinite.
Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out, and no one can see the loneliness. In the three drums, a leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are broken.
The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been to the small garden all over the place. A tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown.
The swallow building is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow is locked in the empty building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments.
At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou. 5 Taichang Yin Xin Qiji Jiankang Mid-Autumn Night, giving Lu Shuqian a round of autumn shadows turning into golden waves, and the flying mirror was polished again.
Asking Chang'e for wine, she was deceived by her gray hair. Take a good ride in the wind, see the sky thousands of miles away, and look straight down at the mountains and rivers. Cut away the Gui Po Suo, and humanity will become clearer and brighter! 6. Mulan Huaman Xin Qiji drank wine during the Mid-Autumn Festival and was about to pass the day. The guest said that the previous poems had poems about waiting for the moon but not about sending the moon, because they used the style of "Tianwen".
My poor moon, where are you going? It's a different world, only seen over there, the light and shadow are to the east. The sky is empty and sweaty, but the wind is blowing and the wind is blowing brightly to usher in the Mid-Autumn Festival? Who can tie the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay? It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and the trance makes people sad.
Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally. The toad is so worthy of bathing in the water, so he asks, "How can the jade rabbit understand the ups and downs?" If everything is fine, how come it gradually becomes like a hook? Under the moonlight, I drink a pot of wine among the Li Bai flowers. I drink alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
On the night of August 15th, Du Fu flew to the bright mirror under the full moon and returned to his heart to fold his sword. Turn around and travel far away, climb the osmanthus and look up to the sky.
There is suspicion of frost and snow on the waterway, and feathers can be seen on the forest habitat. At this time, looking at the white rabbit, I want to count the hair.
On the 15th night of the 15th night, watching the full moon in Wang Jian's atrium, crows roosted on the white trees, and the cold dew wet the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn thoughts! Nan Zhai Wan Yue Wang Chang was lying in Nan Zhai at an advanced age when he was vomiting at the beginning of the month.
The clear water and trees are reflected in the window. The passage is full and empty, and the clarity changes from the past to the present.
The beauty is sitting by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more painful. How about thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu.
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the dusk clouds of Su Shi are all overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of moonlight, the sky is blue, cloudless and dewy, and the stars are shining brightly. Donglin is not hindered by the rising trend, and the world is looking at the road ahead.
Maybe Mingming Yinhaoso is willing to teach the darkness to take the elixir branch. Poor Guan Yechanjuan's shadow, facing the remaining wine of the fifth period.
Guanshan Moon Li Bai The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrisonmen looked at each other with sad faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
Thinking of the bright moonlight in front of Li Bai's bed at night, I suspected it was frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
On a moonlit night, half of Liu Fangping's house is covered with darker moonlight, and the Beidou is slanting towards the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
Chang'e 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.
On a moonlit night, I recall my brother-in-law Du Fu's garrison of drums, interrupting the pedestrian movement, and the sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling, the bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassion light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. In the frosty moon, Li Shangyin first heard that there were no cicadas among the wild geese, and that the water from a hundred-foot-high building reached the sky.
The young girl Su'e is cold-resistant. She fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon. She is pregnant at autumn night under the moonlight. Meng Haoran is pregnant with the bright moon hanging in the autumn sky, moistened with lustrous dew. The startled magpies have not yet settled down, and the flying fireflies roll in behind the curtain.
The cold shadows of the locust tree in the courtyard are sparse, and the neighboring pestle sounds urgently at night. How long the good times are! Standing looking at the sky.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is waiting for the moon, the tortoises are covered with fog, and the lack of frost has turned late, and the good wind seems to bring good luck. The curtains are slanting and the trees are separated by endless love. The candles and candles are still dimly scented and I sit there without hesitation.
I love hearing Sheng tunes in the north, and gradually lose sight of the stars in the South. Who is the school's cooling power, who wants to reduce the first round and the noon hour.
Nizhuang Mid-Autumn Festival Yuan Haowen Qiang is too thin every day, and the narrow clothes are already cold in autumn. Children reminisce about each other, but they know how difficult it is to travel.
The dew air enters the hut, and the sound of the stream makes the rocky beach noisy. The moon comes at night in the mountains, but I haven't seen it until dawn.
On the night of August 15th, I was playing with the moon in Taoyuan. Liu Yu saw the moon in the tin dust and his heart was leisurely. It was a fairy mansion in Qingqiu. The condensed light and long cold dew fall, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
There are no clouds in the blue sky, no wind can move, there are pines growing on the mountains and water flowing down from the mountains. Taking a leisurely look at the group of animals, the sky and the earth are thousands of miles apart.
Young Master led me to the jade altar, where I bowed to the true immortal official from afar. The clouds (the left car and the right car merge) are about to move under the stars, and Tianle makes a sound that makes his muscles and bones feel cold.
The golden clouds and clouds gradually move eastward, and the shadows of the wheel are still seen frequently. It is difficult to combine beautiful scenery with good times, so he should be melancholy on this day.
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the ten-round frost shadows of Yan Shu turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, but the jade toad is cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus is lonely.
In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the dusk clouds of Su Shi are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in Huanting Pavilion on the night of August 15th. Bai Juyi used to be there on the night of August 15th, beside the apricot garden by the Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15th this year, in front of the Shatou Water Museum in Penpu.
Looking to the northwest, where is my hometown? To the southeast, I can see how full the moon is. Yesterday the wind blew and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in previous years.
On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, the osmanthus bark was closed on the day of rest, and a jade stone was found under the moon wheel, and a new dew was found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Mid-Autumn Festival sees the moon and the son by Su Shi. The bright moon has not yet risen high in the mountains, and the auspicious light is thousands of feet long. Before the cup is finished, the silver tower surges, and the chaotic clouds break away like crashing waves.
Whoever washes his eyes for God should use thousands of dendrobium water from Minghe River. Then I looked coldly at the people in the world, and I couldn't bear to look at Zhanran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile, and its horns and tails are as bright as a dragon and a dragon. Tonight I can't see anything, but the fireflies are fighting to clear the cold.
Who is the boat in Bian yesterday? Thousands of lights made fish and dragons change at night. I follow the waves carelessly through twists and turns, and go to the festival with a low head and follow the singing board.
The green light disappears before turning around the mountain, and the waves* (wind left and right occupy) will the wind return and become strong again. The bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to disperse. When you return, you will be called for wine. 2. Poems about melancholy
There are endless geese in Dongting all night long, and they don’t wait for dawn to fly north. Sad Quotes
"Listening to the Flute on a Spring Night" by Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty. The general meaning of these two sentences is: (Because the sound of the flute summons spring) the geese in Dongting Lake could not wait until dawn and flew back to the north overnight. This must be the author's reflections on his return when he was relegated to the south. It is said that wild geese fly from the north to the south in winter and spend the winter at Huiyan Peak in Hengyang. When spring comes, they fly back from the south to the north. Therefore, the poet said: "The flute in the cold mountains calls for the return of spring, and the migrating guests look at each other and their clothes are full of tears.~" The spring warms the earth but does not bring warmth to the poet, and the geese return to the north but the poet is still stranded in Dongting. Therefore, although the sound of the flute calling for spring adds spring beauty to the world, it also adds a sense of sadness to the immigrants. This famous sentence can be used to express nostalgia. 3. What are the poems about "sorrow"
1. "Climbing the Liuzhou City Tower" (Liu Zongyuan)
The tall buildings on the city are connected to the wilderness, and the sea and sky are full of sadness.
The turbulent wind stirred the hibiscus water, and the dense rain slanted into the Xili wall.
The mountains and trees cover thousands of miles of sight, and the river flows like nine ileum.
***Coming to Baiyue Tattoo Place, I feel like my music and writings are stuck in a hometown!
2. "Seven Sorrows" (Cao Zhi)
The bright moon shines on the high building, and the light is lingering.
There is a sad and longing woman above, who laments more than she can.
Who is the one who sighs? Yun is the wife of Danzi.
You have been traveling for more than ten years, and your concubine often lives alone.
You are as clear as road dust, and I am as muddy as cement.
Different forces rise and fall, when will they meet and harmonize?
I hope that for the southwest wind, I will pass away into your arms forever.
If you don’t show your kindness, how can you rely on your humble concubine?
3. "The Flute under the Moon" (Zhang Yan)
Wandering alone in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Mountains, the leaves fall in the idle gate, and I feel sad and dejected because of the feeling of separation. At that time, he lived in Jicui Mountain House in the east of Yongdong.
Thousands of miles of lonely clouds, traveling gradually far away, where is my old friend? In the cold window dream, I still remember walking on the old road. There are not many willows in Lianchang. The first thing is the unpleasant night rain. After being shocked and quiet, we looked at each other in the shadow of the candle, who said anything when we hugged each other?
Where will Zhang Xu return? Half scattered, there are gulls and herons on the broken bridge. Tired of traveling to the end of the world, I have a good heart at this time. I just worry about shedding tears in Xizhou and asking Du Qu if he is there? Afraid of the green sleeves and the cold weather, I still lean on the plum blossom tree.
4. "It's Difficult to Travel" (Bao Zhao)
Don't you see it when the spring bird first arrives.
All the grasses and greens make flowers.
Once the cold wind and depression arrive.
How long will it take to maintain the glory?
The sun and the moon are moving forward without mercy.
It makes me sad and resentful.
5. "West Wind" (Chen Yuyi)
The west wind rises from the end of the wood, containing thousands of miles of coolness.
The floating clouds do not worry, they only fly as the day goes by.
The dream turns white when the head is cut off, and the poem leaves turn yellow.
It doesn’t matter if the Lord of Ming Dynasty abandons it, it comes from the land of dry Yin. 4. Poems describing melancholy
The dusk enters the high building, and there are people upstairs who are sad (Li Bai's "The Man of the Bodhisattva")
The sound is dead, the west wind shines, the Han family mausoleum is missing. (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 at 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 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)
Looking back with deep affection in secret. Two green leaves remain. 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 tears, there is no limit to hatred, relying on the langan (Li Jing's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi") 5. Poems describing melancholyGou lives his life in troubled times, and does not seek to learn and reach the princes. (Zhuge Liang's "Chu Shi Biao")
Wealth cannot be immoral, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot bend. (Mencius)
Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, but keep your innocence in the world. (Yu Qian's "Song of Lime")
Without indifference, one cannot clarify one's aspirations, and without tranquility, one cannot reach far. (Zhuge Liang)
A real man would rather be a piece of jade than a piece of brick. (Li Baiyao)
It can emerge from the mud without being stained, and wash the clear ripples without being evil. (Zhou Dunyi's "Shuo on Love of Lotus")
When the wind blows and the waves break, there will be times when the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea. (Li Bai)
Don’t be happy with things, don’t be sad with yourself. (Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower")
Don't give up for five buckets of rice. (Tao Yuanming)
Don’t be concerned about poverty and lowliness, and don’t be obsessed with wealth. (Tao Yuanming's "The Biography of Mr. Wu Liu") 6. Poems describing women's sorrow
Find it yourself 1 Liu Yong Feng Qiwu The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, and I am haggard because of it.
2 Anonymous Drumming "The Book of Songs. Beifeng" The relationship between life and death is broad, and it was explained to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together.
3 Qin Guan Magpie Bridge Immortal If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? 4 Li Bai 357 words When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night.
5 Anonymous A phoenix begging for a phoenix, singing on the piano. If you see a beautiful woman, you will never forget her. If you don’t see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. 6 Farewell by Zheng Chouyu This time I left you, it was wind, rain, and night; you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
7 Li Bai 357 words Entering the door of my lovesickness, I know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, short lovesickness brings endless love. 8 Yuan Zhen Four out of five poems about Li Si Once the sea was filled with water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
9 Cao Zhi The bright moon ascends the high building. You are like dust on the road, and I am like muddy cement. They rise and fall in different ways. When will they meet in harmony? 10 Nalan Xingde, Poppy The desolate farewell and the last two echoes, the most overwhelming one is in the moonlight. 11 Zhang Ji Jie Fu Yin Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing to meet before she was married.
12 Xi Murong A Flowering Tree How to make you meet me, at my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us form a mortal relationship. 13 Chen Hengke’s inscription on Chunqi’s portrait: How can we live together but die differently when we only have shadows in the human world? 14 Liang Qichao's Taiwan Bamboo Branch Poetry The bottom of the acacia tree talks about lovesickness, and Si Lang hates it and Lang Lang doesn't know it.
15 Xu Qian's Thoughts on the Chamber Since the king came out, the bright mirror and darkness cannot be cured. Missing you is like running water, there is no end to it.
16 Sima Guang Xijiang Yue When we see each other, it is as if we have not seen each other. How can being affectionate be like being ruthless? 17 Miscellaneous Poems by Ji Hai by Gong Zizhen Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
18 Zhang Xian Qianqiu Sui is not old, but love is hard to die. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.
19 Huang Jingren, one of two Qihuai poems. It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight. 20 Three of the six untitled poems by Li Shangyin It is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness.
21 Li Shangyin Traveled alone in Qujiang in late autumn. I knew that my body and my love would last forever, and I looked at the sound of the water at the head of the river. 22 Nalan Xingde Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi People become less passionate when they are passionate, and now they are really not passionate.
23 Li Shangyin Jinse This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time. 24 Zhang Zhongsu Yanzi Tower How much lovesickness**, the ends of the earth are not as long as the ends of the earth.
25 Yuan Haowen, one of two poems by Mo Yuer. Asking what love is in the world, it directly teaches the promise of life and death. 26 Li Shangyin Untitled There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
27 Zhang Kejiu Sai Hongqiu The water smoke sinks in the beast's furnace and the remaining flowers in the green marsh are written line by line in the biography of lovesickness. 28 Xu Zaisi's Order of Guigui Only if you don't miss lovesickness in your life, you will miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
29 Li Guan Die Lianhua There are thousands of lovesickness in one inch, but there is no place in the world to arrange it. 30 Su Shi Jiang Chengzi Ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking and forgetting, thousands of miles away in a lonely tomb, with nowhere to express desolation.
31 Anonymous "The Book of Songs. Tang Feng" I will see this beloved man today and tomorrow. 32 Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.
33 Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Sorrow I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a branch on earth. 34 Wen Tingshi Die Lianhua Overlapping tear stains and brocade characters, the only thing in life is love that is hard to die.
35 Cao Xueqin Ningmei in vain One is the fairy flower of Langyuan, the other is the flawless jade. If you say there is no romance, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is a romance, how can you end up lying? 36 Li Shangyin Untitled Spring silkworms will not run out until they die, wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.
37 Kuang Zhouyi, minus the word Huanxisha. He should not be obsessed with love in his life. There is no place in the world for lovesickness. 38 Ouyang Xiu, Yu Lou Chun. I was going to tell you the date of my return, but Chun Rong swallowed hard before saying anything.
39 Anonymous Guan Ju "The Book of Songs. Zhou Nan" Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good man.
40 Ouyang Xiu Yulouchun There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. 41 Liu Yong Yu Linling The passage of time should be a waste of good times and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them. 42 Li Zhiyi Divination Operator I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.
43 Yan Jidao Linjiang Immortal Two of Two The Falling Flower Man is independent, and Wei Yuyan flies together. 44 Chen Tao Journey to Longxi The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir’s dream.
45 Xin Qiji Moyuer Even if I buy a fortune for a thousand gold, who will complain about this feeling? 46 Wen Tingyun Three of the Three Genggluozi Poetry trees, rain in the middle of the night, do not tell the truth about separation and true suffering.
One leaf, one sound, the air drips into the sky. 47 Su Wu Wedding hair as husband and wife Wedding hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about the love between the two.
48 Nie Shengqiong Partridge Sky Looking for a good dream is hard to come by. Who knows how I feel at this time.
Tears in front of the pillow, rain in front of the curtain, and raindrops in front of the window until the dawn. 49 Liu Yong Day and Night Music Who can complain about loneliness?
As a preface, it’s always an understatement. 50 Li Bai One of two songs about longing for lovesickness. The journey is long and the soul is in pain. It is difficult for the dreaming soul to reach Guanshan. Longing for long lovesickness is heartbreaking.
51 Xi Murong Imprint Don’t refuse to say that beautiful vow just because it might change, don’t dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you might be separated. 52 Fan Chengda Che Yaoyao Chapter May I be like the star king like the moon, and the stream of light will be bright and clear every night.
53 Dai Shulun's Lovesickness Song Yu Shen Yan wanders around the world, only to begin to believe that parting in the world is painful. 54 Liu Yong Yu Linling Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.
55 Yuan Zhen Two of the three poems expressing sadness and sadness I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples are sad for everything. 56 Gu Xin expresses his heartfelt feelings. If my heart is replaced by yours, we will know each other deeply and remember each other deeply.
57 Yu Xuanji Jiangling is worried and hopeful. I recall that your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. 58 Six of the six untitled poems by Li Shangyin In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of ashes.
59 Lewan Bu Suanzi Lovesickness is as deep as the ocean, and past events are as far away as the sky. 60 Bai Juyi, Lang Tao Sha. Hatred is not as good as tide and faith. When you miss each other, you will realize that the sea is not deep.
61 Wen Tingyun New sound willow branches, exquisite dice and red beans, do you know that I miss you deeply? 62 Shao Ruipeng Die Lianhua Can you bear to pay thousands of dollars for a smile? After all, missing each other is not as good as meeting each other. 63 Yan Shu Yu Lou Chun When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love.
64 Cao Xueqin’s Lifelong Mistakes All are said to be a good match of gold and jade, I only remember the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, you can see the crystal clear snow in the mountains; never forget the lonely forest in the fairyland.
65 Zhou Bangyan Yulou Chun People are like clouds flowing into the river after the wind, and their feelings are like the sticky flocculation on the ground after the rain. 66 Cao Xueqin's "Red Bean Poems" There are endless tears of lovesickness and red beans thrown away, and endless spring willows and spring flowers fill the painting building.
67 Ouyang Xiu Butterfly Loves Flowers One of two poems. With tears in his eyes, he asked the flowers, and the flowers were silent, and the red flowers flew across the swing. 68 Feng Xiaoqing Resentment The thin figure shows its self-pity in the autumn water, you must pity me and I pity you.
69 Zhu Yizun Gao Balcony Loves love and is afraid of lovesickness. Looking forward to the long embankment, the grass is all red.
It is difficult to find two places that are moving and melancholy, and the blue sky is falling and the yellow spring is falling. 70 He Zhu Hengtang Road How much leisure time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy.
71 Zhang Bi Sends People There is only Chun Ting Yue who is passionate. 7. Poems about women’s grievances
1. The young woman in the 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. --Wang Changling
2. It’s hard to send all the books and worry about the endless dreams. I would like to follow the shadow of the lonely moon and shine in Fubo Camp. --Shen Ruyun
3. Weeping in the dim light with wet hands, I heard that the neighbor's husband had returned. On another day, the southern geese were flying north, but now the northern geese are flying south again.
As spring comes and autumn passes, lovesickness remains, but as autumn passes and spring comes, information is sparse. If the people from the Zhu family are not there, why should the sound of the anvil penetrate the curtains? --Yu Xuanji
4. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we could meet each other before we were married. ---Zhang Ji
5. Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. --Li Qingzhao
6. Flowers float and water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. --Li Qingzhao
7. The ancient palace is lonely and the palace flowers are lonely and red. The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting around talking about Xuanzong. --Yuan Zhen
8. After washing up, I leaned alone at Wangjiang Tower. Thousands of sails are gone, but the slanting light flows slowly over the water. Heartbroken Bai Pingzhou. -- Wen Tingyun
9. With tears in his eyes, he asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. -- Ouyang Xiu
10. When you pick 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. --Jin Changxu
11. I regret being a merchant's wife, and my destiny is to meet a poor husband. When I left, I only talked about Soochow. After more than three years, I got a letter from Guangzhou. --Xu Zaisi
12. Last year, the wild geese returned after leaving, but tonight the tailor's fireflies have flown away. I haven’t heard from Zheng Ke recently: I don’t know where to send my cold clothes? --Zhang Hong
13. If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. --Nalan Xingde
14. The weeping willows are still in the dusk smoke, and the plain and beautiful flowers are like embroidered pavilions. I sleep alone, the moon is full but not the full moon.
The cries make the dying sound of the flowers even sadder, and the cries make the man who returns in spring unknown. The cuckoo slave Qianyi asked him when he would return? --Wang Yuanding
15. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky will make her heart wander every night.
--Li Shangyin
Throughout the ages, there have been countless poems about grievances between boudoirs, especially in the Tang and Song dynasties. The poems and lines about grievances between boudoirs were very well written, so I won’t repeat them!