An ancient poem that describes a person who is so depressed that it makes people very disappointed.

1. Feelings of love

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

In a down and out wine shop in the south of the Yangtze River, his waist is slender and his palms are light.

After ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, I gained the reputation of a brothel.

Translation

Frustrated, he wandered the rivers and lakes with wine, indulging in the slender-waisted woman favored by King Ling of Chu and the light dancing posture of Zhao Feiyan. Ten years of debauchery in Yangzhou is like a dream. When I wake up and look back, I end up with a reputation of being ruthless among the brothel girls.

2. Jinluqu·Jiang Ximing said this as a gift

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who will stay with you again? Sighing about life, turning over the clutches several times, becomes old age. I most recall cutting candles together at the west window, but talking about the night rain at home. No matter what, we get together temporarily. The Yangtze River is rustling and the trees are rustling, sending the distant sky and white geese mourning away. Under the yellow leaves, it looks like autumn.

The attribution adds to the sadness. The material is strong, the cold smoke is cold, and the moon is cold, and I live in Chifanyu. One incident saddens you, and you are in a state of desolation, and your temples are fluttering and untouched. There are Jie Yi and the children of Chang'an. Qiu Wei has entered the space and space, and believes in the ancient past, and only then will he bear the truth. Hateful life experience, who can say that?

Translation:

Who can keep you? It’s a pity that life is getting old quickly after several sad farewells. What I miss most is holding a candle under the west window and talking at night, listening to you talk about things in your hometown. Unexpectedly, this reunion would be so short. The Yangtze River is rolling, leaves are falling, and the wild geese are whining and flying away into the distance. The yellow leaves are falling, and the scene of autumn is so desolate.

Hearing you say you are leaving makes me a lot more sad. But if you want to go back to your hometown, you should go back. It is better than living in a desolate monastery in the capital. With gray hair on your temples, you came to the capital to seek fame but failed to achieve success. Your children miss you in your hometown. I have been heartbroken for your downfall. It seems that no matter in ancient or modern times, talent and destiny are always at odds with each other. Who can we say to this resentment towards unfair fate?

3. Drunken and desolate·Li Jingguo

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The clouds are light and the moon is light, the second watch is sober and the boat is starting to sail. The lonely city looks back at the mist. Remember the time of singing, not the time of return.

The towel fell off the fan and the rattan bed was slippery, and I felt a deep dream with no one to talk about. When will the wandering of this life rest? My home is in the southwest, so I often say goodbye to the southeast.

Translation:

The clouds were floating gently, the moonlight was slightly bright, I woke up from drunkenness at the second watch, and the ship just started to set off. Looking back at Jingkou, the lonely city has been hidden in the gray mist. I remember the scenes of singing and laughing while drinking, but I don’t remember the scene when we boarded the boat.

After sobering up, the turban was tilted, the fan fell, and the rattan bed was so delicate that I could hardly hang it on myself. When I wake up, there is no one to talk to about the tranquility in my dream. When will the wandering of this life stop? I live in Meishan in the southwest, but I often say goodbye to the southeast.

4. Mulan Ci·Cambodian Friends of the Ancient Juejue Ci

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad and painted on the fan? . It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.

Lishan’s words are gone until half past midnight, and the tears and rain are still ringing, but I still don’t complain. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.

Translation:

Getting along with the person you love should always be as sweet, warm, affectionate and happy as when you first met. But you and I should have loved each other, but why have we become separated from each other today? Now it is easy to change your heart, but you say that it is easy for lovers to change their hearts.

You and I are just like Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Yuhuan. We made a life-or-death vow in the Palace of Eternal Life, but in the end we made a decisive separation. Even so, there is no grudge. But how can you compare with Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty? He still had the oath of love and friendship with Yang Yuhuan.

5. "Five Hundred Words of Ode to the Emperor from Beijing to Fengxian"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Since then, I have endured nothing but dust. In the end, I felt ashamed of my nest and my home, and could not change my relationship.

The Tianqu is overcast and majestic, and the guests are in the middle of the night. The frost is severe and the belt is broken, and the fingers cannot be knotted.

The old wife lives in a different county, separated by ten people from the wind and snow. Who can ignore it for a long time and go to bed to be hungry and thirsty?

When I heard the howl at the entrance, my youngest son died of hunger. I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys. I am ashamed to be a father, and I will die young if I don’t have enough food.

Translation:

You are still in poverty, how can you bear to be buried in dust? I am really ashamed that I am not like Xu You and Chao Fu. Although I am ashamed, I do not want to change my behavior.

Black clouds were pressing down like mountains, and the streets were gloomy. I, a lonely guest, left the capital in the middle of the night. My whole body was covered with frost, and I broke my belt. I wanted to tie it, but my fingers were frozen and stiff.

My wife and children live in Fengxian, helpless and surrounded by wind and snow, separating the family in two places. How could I ignore the poor life of freezing and starving for a long time? This time I went to visit just to share in the difficulties.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the sad cry, my little son has starved to death! How could I suppress my grief? My neighbors were also sobbing and crying! I can't tell you how ashamed I feel in my heart. As a father, I can't even support my children!