1. Verses about missing out
Verses about missing out 1. Verses about missing out
Verses about missing out include:
1. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, and each string and column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
Translation:
Why does the exquisite zither have fifty strings? Every string and every string reminds me of my youth. Zhuang Zhou danced and turned into a butterfly in his sleep. Emperor Wang expressed his hatred on the cuckoo.
The sharks shed tears in the bright moon, and only then can the jade stones turn into blue smoke under the warm sun in Lantian. Why do I have to recall this scene now? It's just because I was just confused at that time.
2. "Sighing Flowers" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
I regret that it is too late to find the flowers, which I saw in previous years before they bloomed.
Nowadays, the wind has scattered the flowers, and the green leaves are full of shade.
Translation:
I blame myself for arriving too late to look for the beauty of spring. The budding flowers I once saw have disappeared.
Nowadays, the changes in wind and rain have caused the flowers to wither and fall, but the green leaves are luxuriant and the fruits are abundant. It is almost the harvest season.
3. "Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City" by Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Last year on this day, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Translation:
Last winter, just inside this door, the girl’s face reflected the bright peach blossoms.
When I came here again today, the girl didn’t know where she was going. Only the peach blossoms were still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
4. "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·Red Crispy Hands" by Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty
Original text:
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls . The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
Translation:
The red and creamy hands held a cup filled with Huangdi wine. The city is filled with the scenery of spring, but you are already as out of reach as the green willows in the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, how thin the joy is. A full glass of wine is like a glass of sadness, and my life has been very bleak in the past few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong!
The beautiful spring scenery is still the same as before, but people are losing weight in vain. The tears washed away the rouge on his face and soaked the thin silk handkerchief. The spring peach blossoms fall on the quiet and empty pond and pavilion. The vow of eternal love is still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Mo, mo, mo!
5. "Treading on Shasha·Willows Return to the Pond" by He Zhu of the Northern Song Dynasty
Original text:
Willows return to the pond, and the mandarin ducks leave the pond. Green pimples break the lotus boat road. There are no more bees and butterflies admiring the delicate fragrance, and it is painful to take off the red clothes.
Return to the sun and welcome the tide, and the moving clouds bring rain. Yiyi is like talking to a poet. Back then, I refused to marry the spring breeze, but I was mistaken by the autumn breeze for no reason.
Translation:
Willows surround the winding pond, and beside the remote water channel, thick and dense duckweed blocks the girl picking lotus. There are no bees or butterflies to admire my faint fragrance. The lotus gradually ages, and its heart becomes bitter.
The tide carries the setting sun and pours into the lotus pond. The moving clouds and raindrops hit the lotus mercilessly. She is swaying in the wind, as if she is expressing her sorrow to a poet: she refused to bloom in the spring, but now she is suffering desolation in the autumn wind for no reason.
6. "Sheng Chazi·Yuan Xiu" by Ouyang Xiu of the Northern Song Dynasty
Original text:
On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
Translation:
On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as daytime. The moon rises above the willow trees, and he invites me to chat with him after dusk.
On the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month this year, the moonlight and lights are the same as last year. I can no longer see my lover from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.
7. "Huanxisha·Who misses the west wind and cools alone" by Nalan Xingde in the Qing Dynasty
Original text:
Who misses the west wind and cools alone, the rustling yellow leaves are closed Open the windows and meditate on the past while standing in the setting sun.
Don’t be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.
Translation:
The autumn wind blows coldly, who misses the feeling of loneliness? Watching the flying yellow leaves covering the sparse windows, standing under the setting sun, recalling the past is vague.
Taking a nap after drinking, the spring is blooming, gambling in the boudoir, the clothes are full of tea fragrance, the ordinary things in the past can no longer be fulfilled.
2. Poems describing missed moments
When it comes to feeling regretful after losing a loved one, it has to be "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix". It is the real one.
It is said that Lu You married his cousin Tang Wan when he was young and had a deep relationship with her. But because Lu's mother didn't like Tang Wan, she forced them to marry separately. One day ten years later, Lu You met Tang Wan unexpectedly during a spring outing in Shen Garden. Lu You felt "sad for a long time about this situation, so he wrote the poem "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" on the wall of the garden." This is the origin of this poem.
Legend has it that after Tang Wan saw the poem "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix", he was filled with emotion and wrote a poem with the poem "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·The World's Love". Soon, Tang Wan died of sorrow and resentment. Another forty years later, when Lu You was over 70 years old, he still missed Tang Wan, revisited Shen Garden, and composed two poems "Shen Garden".
Related to this story are also
The yellow flowers were picked as pillow bags, and the curved screen was deep and fragrant.
Recalling the dream of forty-three years, the lights are dark and no one says the heartbreak!
A few days ago, I wrote a poem on the chrysanthemum pillow, and compiled the remaining manuscripts to lock the spider silk.
Everything in the world has faded away, and only the fragrance remains like the old days!
The maple leaves are turning yellow at the beginning, and the river sun is worried about the new frost on the temples.
Lin Ting looked back with a sense of emptiness, and who could say that the road to the spring was heartbreaking.
The drunkenness on the broken wall is indistinct, the clouds are broken, and the dreams are blurry.
All the delusions over the years have been eliminated, and I return to the pouch niche to burn a stick of incense.
Shen Garden
Lu You
The setting sun on the city depicts the corners of sadness, Shen Garden is not an old pool platform.
Spring waves are green under the sad bridge, Once upon a time, the shadow of a startled dragon came.
Forty years after the dream broke, the fragrance faded away, and the willow tree in the garden was no longer blowing.
This person walks in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it. Hyunran!
3. What are the poems that describe the missed ones
1. "Poems on Tongguan Kiln Porcelain" (Excerpt) Anonymous in the Tang Dynasty
You were born and I was not born , I gave birth to you and you are old. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
2. "You gave birth to me before I was born" Modern Cheng Dongwu
You gave birth to me before I was born, but I gave birth to you and you are old. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early. You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were old. I wish I could live with you at the same time, but I will be with you every day. I was not born before you were born, but you were already old when you were born. I am far away from you, but you are separated from me by the corner of the ocean. I was not born before you were born, but you were already old when you were born. It turns into a butterfly to look for flowers, and roosts on fragrant grass every night.
3. "Gift to Zhang Sheng" "Yingying Biography" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
What is the best way to abandon today? Retain the old thoughts and take pity on the people in front of you.
4. "The Song of a Chaste Woman" from Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls. Feeling your lingering feelings, tied in red Luo Ru. The concubine's house has high-rise buildings and gardens, and the beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light. I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is like life and death. Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing she could not meet again when she was not married.
5. "Gift to the Maid" Cui Jiao of the Tang Dynasty
The princes, princes and grandsons chase after each other, and the green beads are shed with tears on their scarves. As soon as Hou Men entered it, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
6. "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, and each string and column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
7. "Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City" by Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty
On this day last year, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms complemented each other in red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
8. "Sheng Cha Zi·Yuan Xiu" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight. On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
9. "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix: Red Crispy Hands" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Red crisp hands, yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, the palace walls are full of willows, and the east wind is bad, and joy is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away from home for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring is as old as ever, and people are thin and empty. The tear stains are red and raw. Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
10. "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·The World's Love" by Tang Wan in the Song Dynasty
The world's love is poor and human feelings are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, flowers tend to fall. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears. When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People are different, today is not yesterday. The sick soul is often like a swing rope. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark. Afraid of being asked, I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide.
Quotes about missing out
1. If you cry because you missed the sun, then you will also miss the stars. —— Rabindranath Tagore
2. If you miss the Internet, it will not only be an opportunity, but an entire era. ——Wang Juntao
3. Some people and some things, if you miss them for a while, it will last a lifetime. ——Su Qin
4. Happiness will eventually come, it’s just a matter of sooner or later. If you wait for many years, but happiness comes at the moment you turn around, then you may miss it for a lifetime. —— Zhang Ailing
5. When danger approaches, it is more beneficial to be good at seizing the opportunity to attack it head-on than to hesitate to dodge it. Because the result of hesitation is precisely a missed opportunity to overcome it. —— Bacon
6. Rich people never miss an opportunity to be vulgar.
—— Balzac
7. If someone misses an opportunity, it is probably not because the opportunity did not come, but because the person waiting for the opportunity did not see the opportunity coming, and when the opportunity came, he did not reach out to grab it. ——Romain Rolland
8. I like a piece of music for a period of time. When I listen to a piece of music, I miss a period of time. I sit in a period of time and miss the palm prints of another period of time. What will it be like when I listen to that song? Feeling? Did we meet at that time? Was it an encounter or a miss? Or, an encounter with no ending? ——Xi Murong
9. God is fair and will never miss a good person, nor will he let go of a bad guy. ——Xie Wendong
10. Pick up your mood and keep walking. If you miss the flowers, you will get rain. If you miss this one, you will meet the next one. ——Master Ke
11. Youth can be wasted, but people cannot. Some people miss it once. —— Su Xiaolan
12. Everyone sitting here has missed the age of absolute non-criminal responsibility! If I had known this, I would have repaid injustice with injustice and revenge with hatred! Alas, what a great opportunity to commit a crime once existed in front of me. ——Chen Litian
13. The stars that cannot be reached are always the brightest. The little fish that escapes are always the most beautiful. The movies you miss are always the best. My lost lover always understands me best. —— Jimmy
14. Of course people have a life goal and their favorite dreams, but people always have to appear indispensable, and in order not to feel guilty for missing a day's journey in the journey of life , I often feel the need to lie down in the weeds and hum a poem, enjoying the loveliness of real life without any worries. —— Heise
15. Four things are gone forever: words spoken, arrows shot, time passed, and opportunities missed. ——Arab
4. Sentences describing missed moments
1. Why can harm be done from such a distance, but comfort must be done by one’s side? 2. We may never be able to be as irreplaceable to each other as before - we may never be able to love as hard as we did before, until we both cry.
3. I like you, not because I choose you, but because you choose me. 4. I really want to live my life again, but you say everything is in the past. Do you know that I really don’t want to miss you.
5. How can something like fate be like a set goal? As long as you work hard, you will definitely get it. Quotes about missing people.
6. There is a kind of feeling called missing, missing love, missing someone who can stay together, missing an unforgettable relationship. There is a kind of missing and loneliness called missing, missing a person, a past event, an encounter.
In the silent night, I miss you deeply and deeply, so I feel deeply and deeply lonely. 7. Pick a green leaf, place it on the tip of your hair, and ask the wind. The strings of the piano are messed up.
5. Sentences and ancient poems about missing things
Nostalgia for the past in Xisai Mountain
Liu Yuxi
Wang Jun’s boat trip to Yizhou and Jinling The king's anger faded away sadly.
Qianxun's iron lock sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag fell out of the stone.
Although the past has been forgotten several times in this life, Yamagata is still pillowed by the cold current.
From now on, the four seas are home, so the fortress is rustling and the reeds are rustling in autumn.
Titled Nanzhuang of the Capital City
Cui Hu
Last year on this day, in this gate,
the peach blossoms on the human face contrasted with each other.
I don’t know where the human face is going,
The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Sheng Cha Zi
Ouyang Xiu
On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.
The moon is on the willow branches, and people meet after dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still the same.
Not seeing the person from last year, my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.
Jin Se
Li Shangyin
Unprovoked Fifty Strings of Jin Se
Thinking of the Chinese years with one string and one pillar
Zhuang Sheng's dawn dream is obsessed with butterflies
Looking forward to the emperor's spring heart entrusting the cuckoo
The moon pearl in the sea has tears,
The sun in Lantian is warm and the jade is smoky.
This feeling can be remembered later,
But it was already at a loss.
6. Expressing missed verses
1 Lu You's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix"
Red hands, yellow wine,
Full The spring scenery of the city is filled with willows on the palace walls.
The east wind is evil, and joy is thin.
With a heavy heart, I have been away for a few years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty,
The tears are red and the silk threads are transparent.
Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion,
Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book.
Mo,mo,mo!
2 A few days ago, I wrote a poem on the chrysanthemum pillow, and compiled the remaining manuscripts to lock the spider silk.
Everything in the world has faded away, and only the fragrance remains like the old days!
3 One mistake will lead to eternal hatred, and it will be a hundred years before I look back.
4 This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already lost at the time.
5 Chang'e should regret it Stealing the elixir, the blue sea and blue sky fill my heart every night.
7. Poems about Missing
"Yan of a Chaste Woman"
Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
< p> You know that I have a husband, so you give me a pair of pearls.Feeling your affection, tied in a red lining.
The high-rise buildings of my concubine's house are rising up in the garden, and my beloved man is holding a halberd in the bright light.
I know that my heart is like the sun and the moon, and my husband's oath is as good as life and death.
Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we had met before she was married.
"Gift to the Maid"
Cui Jiao in the Tang Dynasty
The princes, princes and grandsons follow in the footsteps,
Green beads drip down from the turban.
As soon as Hou Men entered the sea,
Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
"Poem on Tongguan Kiln Porcelain" (Excerpt)
Anonymous in the Tang Dynasty
You were born but I was not born,
I was born You are old.
You hate that I was born late,
I hate that you were born early.
8. Looking for poems that describe the miss
Hairpin-headed Phoenix Lu You
Red hands, yellow wine. The city is filled with spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin.
With a heavy heart, I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring is as old as ever, and people are thin and empty. The tears stain the red wine and the silk threads show through. Peach blossoms fall, leisure pool pavilion.
Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!
The Hairpin-headed Phoenix Tang Wan
The world is poor, people are evil, and flowers tend to fall when it rains and falls at dusk. The morning wind dries, leaving traces of tears.
When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark.
Afraid of being asked, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy. Hide it, hide it, hide it!
Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the familiar swallows flew in.
Last year, today, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
The peach blossom has been spoiled by others!