Poetry describing loneliness at dusk

1. Poems about loneliness and dusk

Poems about loneliness and dusk 1. Poems about dusk

Spring resentment

The sun sets through the screened windows and becomes dusk, and no one in the golden house sees any traces of tears.

Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed.

Joining the Army

In the Baichi Building in the west of Fenghuo City, I sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk.

Blowing the Qiang flute to close the mountains and the moon, no worries about the golden boudoir.

One of the two poems given as a gift

Upstairs, desire rests at dusk, and the moon is like a hook across the jade staircase.

The plantains do not show their lilac knots, but they are facing the same spring breeze and are each worried.

Leyouyuan

Feeling unwell in the evening, I drove to Guyuan;

The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but it was almost dusk.

Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden

The flowers are swaying and the beauty is alone, taking over the charm of the small garden.

The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.

The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul.

Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to seal the gold bottle with a sandalwood board.

Bu Shuanzi

Beside the broken bridge outside the post, 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 to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous.

It fell into pieces and turned into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.

Dielianhua

There are tens of thousands of weeping willows outside the building,

If you want to be young, the spring will return if you don't live long.

Just like catkins floating in front of the wind,

Follow the spring and see where it goes.

When I hear Du Yu in the green mountains and rivers,

I will be ruthless and don’t worry about others’ suffering.

Sending wine to spring without saying a word,

It rains lightly at dusk.

Shengchazi Lantern Festival

On the Lantern Festival 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.

2. Poems about loneliness in the setting sun

People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but you can’t see home until you reach the end of the world. ___"Homesickness" [Song Dynasty] Li Gou

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, the lonely city is closed___-"The Proud Fisherman" (Fan Zhongyan)

The setting sun on the flat sand in the wild west, Longshang Stars are high and low "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·The No. 1 Water Melody Song"

The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river. "Envoy to the Fortress" (Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty)

The sky is long, the sun is setting far away, the water is clear and cold waves flow. Li Bai "Climbing the Xinping Tower"

"Homesickness" [Song Dynasty] Li Gou

People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but it cannot be seen as far as the end of the world

"The Songs of Miscellaneous Songs·The No. 1 Water Melody Song"

The setting sun on the flat sand in the wild west, Longshang Stars are high and low again

Bai Juyi's "Four Quatrains on the New Residence of Heyuan Eight Ministers and Yu Shengping"

The beautiful setting sun is reflected in the half circle of spring mist.

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The sun sets on the curtain hook, and the spring scenery is quiet by the stream. Fangfei is on the shore of the garden, and the woodcutter leans on the boat on the beach. Crying birds compete with each other on the branches, and flying insects roam the courtyard. Who created the turbid mash for you? One drink will dispel a thousand worries.

Poems about (describing) the sunset (sunset)

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk

The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world

A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.

The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky connects to the water, the fragrant grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun

Thousands of valleys are filled with the sounds of late afternoon music, and the peaks are silent in the setting sun

The meaning of floating clouds wandering around , the setting sun is an old friend’s love.

The sun is still setting on the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the market place

The wild grass and flowers are beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

The setting sun and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water lasts for a long time and the sky is the same color

"Homesickness" [Song Dynasty] Li Gou

People say that the setting sun is the end of the world. I can't see my home anywhere in the world.

"The Proud Fisherman" (Fan Zhongyan)

Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun closes the city.

"The Songs of Miscellaneous Songs·The No. 1 Water Melody Song"

The sun sets on the flat sand in the wild west, and the stars in Longshang are high and low again

Bai Juyi's "He Yuanba" "Four Quatrains from Shiyu Shengping's New Residence: Gao Pavilion"

The beautiful sunset is reflected in half of the sky by a mist of spring mist.

Du Mu's "Two Occasional Poems from Qi'an County"

Two poles on the Sunset River Bridge, half a wisp of light smoke in the willow shadow

Li Bai's "Climbing the Xinping Tower" "

The sky is long and the sun sets far away, and the water is pure and cold.

Du Fu's "Setting Sun"

The setting sun is on the curtain hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Fangfei is on the edge of the beach, and the woodcutter is leaning on the boat on the beach. Crying birds compete with each other on the branches, and flying insects roam the courtyard. Who created the turbid mash for you? One drink will dispel a thousand worries.

"The Envoy to the Fortress" (Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty)

The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river.

3. Poems describing dusk and sunset

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, it is almost dusk, the setting clouds and lonely birds are flying together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

"Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" by Wang Bo The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. "Tian Jing Sha. Autumn Thoughts" Ma Zhiyuan The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river.

"Envoy to the Fortress" Wang Wei The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. "Deng Le Yu Yuan" by Li Shangyin The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

"Climbing the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan The slanting light pulses with flowing water. Wen Tingyun's "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River" Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, leaving the city closed.

Fan Zhongyan's "Proud of the Fisherman" The sky is blue and the autumn water is green, and the clouds are red with the sunset. Zhao Yi's "Twilight Return from Taihu Lake" A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Dusk River" The sky is long and the sun is setting far away, the water is clear and cold waves flow. Li Bai's "Climbing the New Pinglou" Mo Daobi's peach blossoms are so beautiful, and the sunset outside Dianshan Lake is red.

Su Manshu's "Wumen" Two poles are on the Sunset Creek Bridge, half a wisp of light smoke is reflected in the willow shadow. Du Mu's "Two Occasional Poems in Qi'an County" The sun sets on the flat sand in the wild west, and the stars on Longshan rise and fall again.

"Miscellaneous Songs·No. 1 Water Melody Song" The setting sun is on the curtain hook, and the spring scenery is quiet by the stream. Du Fu's "Sunset" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty In front of the independent Buddhist hall at dusk, the ground is covered with locust flowers and the trees are covered with cicadas.

Generally speaking, the heart always suffers during the four seasons, and autumn is the time when the heart breaks. Spring Village by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty In February, the village garden is warm, and the hooves fly among the mulberry trees.

Farmers pound old grain, silkworm concubines pray for new clothes. The cattle and horses are far away due to the wind, and the chickens and dolphins are few and far between.

On the road under the forest at dusk, the gods return while playing drums and flutes. Looking at Jiangzhou by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty When Jiang Hui saw Shuanghuabiao, he knew it was Xiguo Gate in Xunyang.

It’s still three or four miles away in a lone boat, and the water smoke, sand and rain are approaching dusk. Crape Myrtle Flowers by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Sir Silun's writing is quiet, and the carvings in the bell and drum towers are long.

Who is my companion when I sit alone at dusk? Ziweihua versus Ziwei Lang. The Moon on the Sand by Tang Bao Rong At dusk, the tide falls in the south and the sand becomes bright. The moonlight covers the sand and the autumn snow clears.

The water quality is not good and the smoke is not flowing, and the plain jade fields are cold and empty. Sitting Alone by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. His head turns white with sadness, and he leans on his stick to carry the lonely city.

The river is coming out of Zhuzhou, and the sky is empty and the scenery is clear. Cangming declined and declined, and Zhu Fu lost his life.

I admire the dusk bird and throw myself into the forest feathers. Back Photo by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty It is dusk in the north of Chu Palace, and the rain marks are passing by Baidi City in the west.

The reflection enters the river and turns over the stone wall, returning to the clouds and surrounded by trees in the lost mountain village. If you suffer from lung disease in old age, you can just sit back and sleep high. When you are exhausted and worried, you will close the door early.

Don’t leave the jackals and tigers in chaos for long, for there are indeed unawakened souls in the south.

4. Poems about loneliness

1. When the flute player goes to the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart?

2. Walking alone and sitting alone, advocating working alone and sleeping alone. Standing there makes me nervous, helplessly touching people in the cold.

3. A man with a coir raincoat hat fishing alone in a cold river.

4. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names.

5. The soul’s dream is full of resentment, and even more cries.

6. In an unspeakable place, a good window has a pale moon, and the sparse shadows are still romantic.

7. Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness.

8. Where are the people? The grass is dying all day long, and it is impossible to see the way back.

9. After washing up, I leaned alone in Wangjiang Tower.

10. Who sees lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.

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11. Only the water flowing in front of the building should miss me, Staring all day long. Where I stare, I feel a new sadness from now on.

12. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

13. Meeting is easy, parting is painful. Where will the love be when we look back one day?

14. A lonely scream flies towards the moonlight and the shadow.

15. Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless.

16. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!

17. There are as many tears on the pillow as the rain outside the window.

18. If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?

19. Walking among the bustling crowd, every step you take is loneliness, every step you take is loneliness!

5. Poems related to dusk

Dusk Stand

Tang Bai Juyi

In front of the independent Buddhist hall at dusk, the ground is full of locust flowers and trees. cicada.

Generally speaking, the heart always suffers during the four seasons, and autumn is the time when the heart breaks.

Spring Village

Tang Bai Juyi

In February, the village garden is warm, and the hoopo flies among the mulberry trees.

Farmers pound old grain, silkworm concubines pray for new clothes.

The cattle and horses are far away due to the wind, and the chickens and dolphins are few and far between.

On the road under the forest at dusk, the gods return while playing drums and flutes.

Looking at Jiangzhou

Tang Bai Juyi

Jiang Hui looked at Shuanghuabiao and knew it was the Xiguo Gate of Xunyang.

Three or four miles into the boat, water smoke, sand and rain are approaching dusk.

Lagerstroemia

Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Your Excellency Silun's writing is quiet, and the carvings in the bell and drum towers are long.

Who is my companion when I sit alone at dusk? Ziweihua versus Ziwei Lang.

The Moon on the Sand

Tang Baorong

At dusk the tide falls and the sand is bright, the moonlight covers the sand and the autumn snow clears.

The water quality is not good and the smoke is not flowing, and the plain jade fields are cold and empty.

Sitting Alone

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Looking back in sorrow, I lean on my stick and carry the lonely city. Jiang Lianzhou Zhu comes out, the sky is empty, the wind and things are clear.

Cangming declined and declined, and Zhu Fu lost his life. I admire the dusk bird and throw myself into Lin Yuhe's light.

Reflection

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

It is dusk in the north of Chu Palace, and the rain marks are passing by Baidi City in the west. The reflection enters the river and turns over the stone wall.

Returning to the clouds and trees in the lost mountain village. If you suffer from lung disease in old age, you can just sit back and sleep high. When you are exhausted and worried, you will close the door early.

Don’t leave the jackals and tigers in chaos for long, for there are indeed unawakened souls in the south.

Return to Yan

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The painting hall is noisy with singing and dancing, and no one comes and goes to the society.

I have been accompanying you in the river tower for a long time, and I am still waiting to lean on the railing at dusk.

Crows

Tang Dumu

The crows are turning again and again, and the cold smoke is rising at dusk.

Mao deceives the Queen's hair, and her voice touches Chu Ji's strings.

Under the wind, the vines are coiled in the wind, and the wings are sleeping in the frost forest.

Just like traveling to the west, there is no chance of having a gray head.

Broken Flowers

Han Xie of the Tang Dynasty

The lingering clouds and residual snow are still there, and the withering fragrance is still endless. At dusk, the melancholy is white under the moon,

The few branches are red after the Qingming rain. There are thousands of pieces of grass under the trees, and there are several branches on the wall that are empty due to the strong wind.

In the sad place of Xiyuan today, I sing a song about water facing the east.

Wuqiqu

Li Duan of the Tang Dynasty

The white horse chases the red chariot, entering the narrow slope at dusk. In the narrow willow trees, crows compete for shelter,

The branches are not able to fly up to the house. The young wife and son-in-law of the east house are in the army, and they know the night every time they hear the crow of the blackbird.

Deng Le Youyuan

Tang Li Shangyin

Xiang Wan felt unwell and drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely better, but it’s almost dusk.

6. Encouraging poems about loneliness at dusk

When I read "Nalan Ci", I am full of sorrow, hatred, tears, melancholy, heartbreak... even the word "sorrow" is used. More than ninety times, and each word "sorrow" has different meanings in different words.

Nalan Rongruo has done a lot in his life, so I can only select some of my favorite works and briefly explain them. Since most of the ancient poems can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, they are all in the eyes of a thousand people. A thousand different views, savor it carefully, and you will have another feeling. Without further ado, let’s appreciate Nalan Rongruo’s wonderful writing style.

Die Lianhua works hard and pities the moon in the sky the most. The past is like a ring, and the past and past are like a jade. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm.

No matter how easy it is to cut off the fate, the swallow remains the same, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.

(This poem was written by Rong Ruo in memory of his deceased wife. The tone of the poem is mainly blue and white, revealing a sense of elegance and sadness. He laments that the good things in the world are too short-lived, and hopes that youth and love can be immortalized. .) Die Lianhua · There is no definite basis for leaving the ancient rivers and mountains. With the sound of horns drawn, horses come and go frequently.

Who can talk about the desolation? The west wind blows the old red maple trees. Have you ever had countless grievances? The iron horse fights, the road to Qingzhong at dusk.

How deep is love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain. (I like this poem very much. The first three sentences of Shangxiaque are ambitious and heroic, but the last two sentences are graceful and sad. They successfully blend pride and tenderness together. Every time I read it, I can imagine the tragic scene of war, which makes people recall it. Infinite.)

The flowers are falling like a dream, the musk smoke is faint, and the sun is setting in the west of the small building. There is endless sorrow and all the weight loss, who knows? I taught the jade-cage parrot to read Lang's poems.

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7. Poems describing loneliness

Wang Wei's "Alone in a foreign land, a stranger, planting dogwood everywhere, there is one less person" " is a kind of loneliness of a wanderer

Li Shangyin's "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk" is a kind of loneliness that is approaching twilight;

Yan Shu's "There is no choice but the flowers fall, the small garden "Wandering alone on the fragrant path" is a kind of helpless loneliness;

Li Yu's "Asking you how much sorrow you can have is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward" and "The motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon"

This is the loneliness of a subjugated king.

Ordinary people are lonely, and people with lofty ideals are also lonely.

Qu Yuan was exiled and wandered by the river, feeling that the world was muddy. I am the only one who is clear, this is a kind of profound loneliness;

Jia Yi was in Changsha, feeling the rustling autumn wind and falling leaves, this is a kind of loneliness where talents are not appreciated;

Zhuge Liang died after exhausting himself. Already, he has worked hard for the prosperity of the Shu Han Dynasty, and he has a moment of wise reflection. This is a kind of loneliness with no one to share the burden;

Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou stage, "I have never seen the ancients before, and I have never seen the newcomers after me. I think about the long journey of heaven and earth, and shed tears with sadness." This is a kind of loneliness that no one understands;

Li Bai "When will I see Yangchun when Liang Fuyin sings loudly?" , this is a kind of loneliness that cannot be realized with empty ambitions;

Xin Qiji "patted the railings all over, but no one would know, and he wanted to climb up", this is a kind of loneliness that lacks close friends.

8. Urgently looking for poems about the sunset and dusk, ***ten

The sunset is infinitely better, but it is almost dusk.

The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, the sun is setting in the long river - Wang Wei The sun sets in the west, the heartbroken man is at the end of the world - Ma Zhiyuan A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red - Bai Juyi Huanxisha Song Yanshu's new lyrics A glass of wine , Last year's weather old pavilion. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns.

The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone. Three farewells at Yangguan. I bid farewell to you with tears in my eyes. How many springs and autumns have been forgotten? I look at you all day long but I don’t see you, only the setting sun is seen.

Farewell to Master Lingche Liu Changqing Cangcang Bamboo Forest Temple, Yaoyao bells are ringing late. The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains return alone.

Heliang is pregnant when it rains. Yan Yu Shangguan Liangshi’s maple forest fills the river. The setting sun is forever sad. The title is green wave pavilion, Chen Yuan’s sunset is hated for eternity, and the short and long pavilion is divided. There are few people at Xiacong Ferry on Langshan Mountain in Tongzhou. Green smoke, climbing to taste the timid sunset sky. Taniguchi Study sent money to Yang Buque and took pity on the bamboos. After the new rain, when the mountains love the setting sun. On the lake, Xu Yuanjie is sunny and the people are in good spirits. At sunset, a few boats return with flutes and drums. Lu You in East Village wants to return Xiaoli, for the love of the sunset is red. Crow clothes Alley Liu Yuxi Wild flowers and grass beside Zhuque Bridge The sunset sets at the entrance of the alley In the old days, swallows flew into the homes of ordinary people in front of Wang Xietang.

9. Poems describing dusk

1. Ru Meng Ling·Fiber Moon Dusk Courtyard

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

In the courtyard at dusk on the thin moon, the words are dense, the teaching is drunk and shallow. Do you know the human heart? Old hatred and new love meet. Who will meet? Who will meet? The pillow is red with tears.

Translation

In the courtyard at dusk, with the moon in the sky, the two of them were talking about love, and their drunkenness gradually disappeared. Now, the lovers have met each other for a long time. I wonder if it is true love in people's hearts? Or is it fake? Old hatreds and new loves, old feelings and new resentments are intertwined and cannot be explained clearly. Who can see me sad and longing, sleepless for a long time, my face red and full of tears, soaking the coral pillow?

2. Poppy: Listening to Chengtoujiao again at dusk

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Listening to Chengtoujiao again at dusk, I became ill and felt bad. When the medicine furnace first boils, it is short and green, without the residual fragrance and half a ray of emotion.

Passionate people have been prone to illness since ancient times, and a clear mirror pities the clear shadow. With a snap of the fingers, tears flowed like silk, and the east wind stopped sending beauties to know.

Translation

At dusk, I heard the sound of horns coming from the top of the city again. Being ill, I reluctantly sat up and was in a bad mood. The medicine has just been boiled, the lamps and candles are emitting a green flame, and the incense that is about to burn out emits half a wisp of green smoke, which evokes infinite sadness.

Since ancient times, passionate people have always been sick. I looked in the mirror and lamented my haggard appearance. Reading a sentence of your "Flicking the Fingers", tears suddenly fell down. Please don't tell Dongfeng how much I missed you when I was ill.

3. Jiang Shenzi · It’s still raining at dusk

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The old preface of Gongji says: The heavy snow is pregnant with the envoy Zhu Kang, and he also knows the envoy. I also thought about it and wrote "Jiang Shenzi" to send it.

It is still raining at dusk. Open the curtain at dawn and want to flatten the eaves. Jiang Yue: The sky is low and there is nowhere to see the green curtain. Who can accompany me when I sit alone and groan in the cold? Wipe the sick eyes and twist the weak beard.

Make your guest drunk and tired. Crystal salt, sweet for whom? Holding plum blossoms in hand, looking eastward to recall Tao Qian. Snow is like old people and everyone is like snow. Although it is cute, some people dislike it.

Translation

Yesterday at dusk, there was still drizzle in the sky. When I woke up the next morning and opened the curtains, I found that the heavy snow was almost even with the eaves. The river is wide and the sky is low, and the white snow has covered the wine flags in the riverside taverns. I sit alone in the cold and recite poetry. Who is there to accompany me? Wipe the dim eyes and stroke the aging beard.

You may be hosting a banquet for guests. To whom is this snow as transparent as crystal salt a delicacy? Holding the plum blossoms in my hand, I looked eastward and thought of Tao Qian. The snow is like an old friend, and the old friend is like snow. Although he is cute, he is afraid that "someone will dislike him".

4. Dielianhua·The courtyard is a little deep

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled in smoke and countless curtains . The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.

It’s rainy and windy at the end of March. The door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.

Translation

The courtyard is deep, I don’t know how deep it is? Willows are falling, pieces of smoke are flying, and there are countless layers of curtains. The luxurious carriages and horses were parked at the place where the noble princes had fun. She climbed up the stairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the road leading to Zhangtai.

Spring has come to an end, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how heavy the door blocks the dusk scenery, it cannot retain the spring spirit. With tears in her eyes, she asked Luo Hua if she knew my thoughts. Luo Hua remained silent and flew out of the swing bit by bit in a mess.

5. Shengchazi·Yuan Xiu

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

On the night of Yuan Dynasty 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.

I can’t see the people from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are wet with tears. (Wet Tears: One Work: Full)

Translation

On the Lantern Festival on the 15th 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.

During the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I can no longer see my old friends from last year, and my clothes are soaked with tears.