Classical Chinese essays describing loneliness at night

1. What are the poems or ancient prose that describe night scenes?

1. "Moonlight Night"

Liu Fangping

The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, The North Dipper is straight and the South Dipper is inclined.

Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

2. "Out of the Fortress"

Wang Changling

The horse is newly riding on the white jade saddle. After the battle, the moon is cold on the battlefield.

The sound of iron drums on the city wall is still vibrating, and the blood of the golden sword in the box is still wet.

3. "Huanxi Sand"

Mao Pang

Bamboo sends the sound of autumn into the small window, and the fragrance is fascinated by the dark night.

The small screen covers the long candles, and the wild geese pass by and there is no information about the old friend.

When you wake up from alcohol, your dreams are desolate. Painted bridge, dew moon, cold mandarin ducks.

4. "Dian Jiang Lip·Cuiyan Garden"

Shi Hao

In the Cuimei Garden, fire clouds bloomed in the south. The moon is beyond the sky. The night is as cold as water.

Kuang Youqingge advised me to respect the floating ants. Fight to get drunk. In the midst of thousands of flowers. A pillow of sleep.

5. "Treading on the Shasha·Yuan Xi"

Mao Pang

Pushing the snow to find spring, burning lanterns to continue the day. After the plum blossoms bloom in the courtyard, there is a faint fragrance. Unexpected night *** covers the spring, the sky teaches the moon to the willows of Shangguan Bridge.

The flower market is dust-free, and the gates are like embroidery. The delicate clouds and auspicious mist envelop the stars. The agarwood is cold and the makeup is still there, but the light dream in half a quilt is as thick as wine.

6. "Spring Snow"

Han Yu

Watching the snow on the Qing Dynasty, no one sits and sings alone.

The flowers are rising lightly, and the warmth of the ground is beginning to sell.

Already amazed by the song and fan, he also came to dance with him.

Leave secret knots with bamboo baskets, and send long strips with willows.

Entering the mirror, peering into the marsh, walking across the bridge on a horse.

The steps are pitiful and the trees are full of rocks.

The river waves welcome the sun, and the wind and hair are hunting towards the sky.

When you are free, you turn carefully, and when you are anxious, you are suddenly startled.

The city is dangerous and suspicious, and the anvil is cold and has not been pounded.

Don’t worry about the gloomy scenery, the night is forgiving.

Extension of knowledge:

"Autumn Evening"

Du Mu

The cold autumn light of red candles paints the screen, and the light fan blows at the flowing fireflies.

The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.

Translation:

In the autumn night, the candlelight illuminates the painting screen, holding a small fan in hand to beat the fireflies.

The stone steps are as cool as cold water at night, and you can sit quietly in the palace and gaze at the Cowherd and Vega.

This poem describes the loneliness and resentment of a frustrated palace maid. The first sentence describes the autumn scenery, using the word "cold" to hint at the cold autumn atmosphere and bring out the protagonist's inner loneliness. The second sentence is about using fireflies to pass the time and relieve sadness. Three sentences are written about being unable to sleep late at night, waiting for luck to come. The sky and streets are like water, which is a metaphor for your love as ice. The last sentence expresses the sadness in my heart by admiring the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl. 2. Ancient essays about loneliness

Drinking Tao Yuanming

The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. I ask you, what can you do? The mind is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.

Bu Suanzi. Su Shi's residence in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou

The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which breaks the tranquility of the people. Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and solitary shadows.

Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.

Gutong Wang Anshi

The nature is so dense that it is hundreds of fathoms high.

Lingxiao is unyielding and has an open mind when he gets the ground.

The roots become stronger with age, and the leaves become darker with sunshine.

I am willing to play the five-stringed qin when I want to solve my sorrow.

Suo Li's sorrow is endless, and it is first smoked when he comes.

The embroidered drapery person thinks far away, the dewdrops are hanging down secretly, and weeps to send off the Zhenglun.

The long line is in the eye, and the more heavy, the distant water and the lonely cloud.

But looking at the tower is so high that the king and his grandson can be seen as far as the sun goes.

Feng Xiao Yin Han Zhen

Escape the soul, after leaving the pond, Zeng was walking in the green and jealous light skirt.

I hold my bare hands when I am tired, walking slowly among the flowers and catkins.

Zhu Yankong has reformed himself, and his love grows new year by year.

Wander around in the green fields and get drunk, but don’t lose your youth.

Like Meng Ling

Last night it rained and the wind blew, and the remaining wine was not consumed by the heavy sleep.

When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.

Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

Red lips

Lonely in the boudoir, every inch of my heart is filled with sorrow. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

Leaning on the railings, just without emotion! Where are people? The grass has been dying all day long, and I can't see the way back.

Red lips

Stop playing on the swing, get up and straighten your slender hands. The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light.

When I see someone coming, my socks and gold hairpin slip away, and I leave in shame. Leaning against the door and looking back, I sniff the green plums

Huanxi Sand

The cup of amber may be deep and thick, melting before it becomes intoxicating, and the wind will come in the evening.

The incense of Ruinao dispels the soul and breaks the dream, and the golden bun is used to ward off the cold. The sky is red with candles when I wake up.

Huanxi Sand

The spring is deep in the small courtyard, the heavy curtains are not rolled up, and the shadows are heavy. I lean against the building and listen to the Yao Qin in silence.

Far from the mountain, it is getting dusk. The gentle wind and rain make it light and overcast, and the pear blossoms are about to wither.

Huanxi Sand

In the cold spring weather, the jade furnace sinks into the water and the remaining smoke curls up. In the dream, there are flowers hidden on the pillow of the mountain.

In the future, petrels will be fighting for grass, Jiangmei has passed willow trees, and the rain will wet the swing at dusk.

Huanxi Sand

The bun hurts the spring, and the comb is more combed. The evening breeze is in the courtyard, and the plum blossoms are falling. , The red cherry tent covers the tassels, and the rhinoceros rhinoceros also resolves the cold.

Huanxi Sand

The hibiscus on the embroidered curtain smiles, leans against the precious duck and kisses its fragrant cheeks, and its eyes are moved to be guessed.

One side is charming and charming, half a piece of paper contains tenderness and hatred, and the moon is moving and the shadows of flowers are about to come back again.

Xing Xiangzi The sky and the autumn light turn into love and sorrow, and Jinying knows that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching. The first try on thin clothes, the new taste of green ants, gradually the wind, the rain, and the coolness. At dusk, the courtyard is desolate and panic-stricken, and when I wake up from the drunkenness, I feel sad about the past. In that eternal night, the moon is bright and the bed is empty. When you hear the sound of an anvil pounding, the sound of crickets is thin and the sound of leaking is long. Xing Xiangzi, Chinese Valentine's Day, the cicadas sing in the grass, and the parasol trees fall in fright, the world and the sky are filled with sorrow. The clouds, the moon and the earth are locked with thousands of layers of locks. Even if they come and go, they will not meet each other. The magpie rides on the star bridge, we only see each other after many years. If you want to leave love, don't hate it, it's hard to be poor. Morning Glory and Weaver Girl are nothing but Li Zhong. It will be sunny for a moment, rain for a moment, and windy for a moment. Lone Goose wakes up from sleep under the rattan bed and paper tent, with endless words and wonderful thoughts. The ashes of smoke are broken by the coldness of the jade furnace, and my feelings are like water. Three flute sounds, the plum blossom heart is broken, so much love in spring. The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again. When the flute player leaves the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it. The sound is slow and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him, who comes late and is in a hurry? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so important! 3. What are some classical Chinese passages that describe "loneliness"?

The smoke and water in Sioux City are prosperous and confusing, and the clouds and clouds are falling in the green mountains and pavilions. ——Liu Xiang of the Han Dynasty, "Shuo Yuan"

The painting unfolds the scroll and inkstone touches the ink, not sighing about the geometry of the floating life. The man in green shirt wields his sword across the world, laughing about the hero's cup and cup. ——"Shuo Yuan" by Liu Xiang of the Han Dynasty

A song of colorful clothes and feathers, why complain about how lonely this life is. ——"Shuo Yuan" by Liu Xiang of the Han Dynasty

Cherishing from all directions, smiling as the saying goes, lying drunk in the world of mortals, looking northwest to Chang'an, the bright moon thousands of miles away sends lovesickness. ——Liu Xiang of the Han Dynasty, "Shuo Yuan"

Drunk here, thinking about the nameless, wind blowing thousands of miles, drunk me for a thousand years, and the bright moon will shine on Kyushu again. ——"Youth Journey"

Astride my young horse, recalling my youthful journey. Bones rise up to cross the quicksand, and people are beheaded in the drunken city. —— "Youth Journey"

There were times when I had no plans to show my skill, I was once drunk in a brothel with a large sum of money, I was beaten on a horse and weeping willows on a long road, I was once a beautiful woman's head with hairpins and thrushes. When we said goodbye, we hated each other and knew each other was short. Only when we held our hands did we feel the coldness of our green shirts.

——"Youth Journey"

The storms and clouds must eventually come to an end. The old friend Jiang Hai borrowed a long sail and could not hold a glass of wine in the West Wind Yangguan. Alas, rest, the yellow flowers and butterflies will be sad tomorrow. Even if hairpin flowers are the same as drunkenness, they are not the same as youth wandering. ——"Youth Journey"

There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it when she died. Now it is as tall as a canopy. ——"Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi" Gui Youguang

Inherited from the ancestors and the latter, in the grandson, you are your, and in the son, I am, the two generations are one, alone. ——Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "The Essay on the Twelve Langs"

Loneliness gū dú

Definition: 1. Isolated and helpless, lonely and helpless. From Zou Taofen's "Message from the Ping Zong": "The greatest thing is the power of the masses. As long as you work hard in this direction, you will not feel lonely." 2. Be alone; be lonely. From Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi": "Although Huniu could entertain him, he suddenly felt lonely at home. He had no wife, only a daughter, and she looked like a man."

Synonyms: solitude jì liáo: desolate and depressed. From Lu Xun's "To Cao Jinghua": "The oppression of left-wing literature and art here is omnipresent, but other literature and art are completely empty, so the publishing world is very lonely."

Lively rè nao: noisy and prosperous. From Ba Jin's "Qiyuan": "The previously secluded streets and alleys now seem very lively." 4. Classic sentences describing loneliness in ancient poetry or classical Chinese

Carefree and comfortable:

The dawn dream follows the sparse clock, and floats on the clouds.

The cause and fate are safe, and I meet the green calyx.

The autumn wind is rogue, blowing away all the jade well flowers.

***The lotus root looks like a boat, and the jujubes eaten together look like melons.

Sitting gracefully on the guests’ seats is also a good way to make witty remarks.

Ridicule and sophistry fight, and lively fire divides new tea.

Although it is not to help the emperor, the joy is endless.

Why return home when life can be like this.

Get up, gather your clothes and sit down, cover your ears and get tired of the noise.

I know in my heart that it is invisible, but I still sigh after thinking about it.

From the poem "Dawn Dream" by Li Qingzhao. This is a dream poem. The poem describes the carefree life of the immortals in the realm of gods, expressing the poet's yearning for an unfettered and free life. It also reflects the poet's depressed mood in seeking spiritual relief but not being able to achieve it. The whole poem is written in a free and elegant way, rich in imagination and romantic. It has the charm of immortal bones, which is unique among Qingzhao's poems.

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Loneliness:

Guanhe Order

Zhou Bangyan

Autumn Yin Time The clear sky gradually turned dark, turning the courtyard into a desolate place. Standing and listening to the cold sound, there are no shadows of geese in the deep clouds.

The silence is deeper, but the wall and the solitary lamp reflect each other. I’ve already sobered up from the wine, how can I stay up all night?

Appreciation

This poem is a sad poem written during a journey in the cold autumn. The first film depicts the scene of cold autumn dusk. The two sentences "Qiu Yin" introduce a desolate autumn scene with continuous rain, occasional clearing, but already dusk. This is really like the materialized traveler's mood, with rare moments of sunshine. From "autumn gloom" to "bleakness", it combines the poet's visual and sensory depression, and exaggerates a desolate mood of being trapped in the haze, with no sunshine in sight. The two sentences "waiting and listening" indicate that the poet is standing in the courtyard looking up at the clouds. However, the "clouds are deep", the haze is deep, the swan geese are nowhere to be seen, the music is hopeless, and the poet's loss and loneliness can be seen. The next film is about a lonely lamp showing in the middle of the night. The word "people go" appears suddenly, which expresses the unpredictable gathering and dispersion of traveling companions, which further highlights the misery of being far away from loved ones. What is even more painful is that "all the wine has sobered up", which implies that the poet has been using wine to relieve sorrow and boredom in order to survive the cold night in drunken sleep; however, as soon as he wakes up from the drunkenness, he also wakes up from the autumn mood. Lovesickness flooded into my heart, and the poet suddenly exclaimed: "How to spend the night forever", how to survive this long, cold and dark night! The poet ends the poem by pushing the sorrow and misery of the exile to a point of no escape, which perfectly shows the helplessness and depression of the poet who is in an official position as if he was abandoned and relegated.

Slow voice

Li Qingzhao

Searching and searching,

Desolate and deserted,

Miserable and sad Qi.

It is most difficult to catch your breath when it is warm and then cold.

Three cups and two cups of light wine,

How can I defeat him, and the wind comes late?

The wild geese are passing by,

I am sad,

But we are old acquaintances.

The ground is covered with yellow flowers.

haggard and damaged,

Who is worthy of being picked off now?

Guarding the window,

How can one be dark alone?

The sycamore tree is also covered with drizzle,

At dusk, it rains bit by bit.

This time,

How can the word "sorrow" be so great!

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Seeing through the world of mortals:

Bu Suanzi's Ode to Plum Blossoms

Lu You

Beside the broken bridge outside the post office

Loneliness opens No owner

It is dusk and I am sad

More wind and rain

I have no intention of earning spring

I will be jealous of others

Scattered into mud and ground into dust

Only the fragrance remains as before

Thoughts of separation

--Yuan Zhen

Once upon a time, it was difficult to deal with the vast sea. Water, except Wushan, is not cloud.

Take the flower bush to look back lazily, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.