Write poems about people's hard life and less happiness.

1. Poems about how time flies and life is short.

Life is like dust, lasting forever.

Short song line Cao Cao

Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

Cherish time and anonymity

Flowers bloom and fall, and life grows old.

Jiang Libai

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Two Du Fu Poems in Qujiang

Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.

Bai Juyi, who likes friends to stay overnight.

Life smiles, how many times in a hundred years?

Yong Huai Bai Juyi

Within a hundred years of life, the speed is as fast as a gap.

Weeping yin Wei

Life can be geometric, after all, it is intangible.

Qingming gaozhu

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.

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When singing is silent on wine, life is limited and infinite.

Cai Sangzi Chongyang Mao Zedong

Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old.

[Sailing at night] When you are 100 years old, you dream of a butterfly, and you can look back. Today, spring has come, the flowers of the Ming Dynasty have withered, and the midnight light is urgently punished.

[Wind pine] The sun is red and the west is oblique, and the disease is downhill. Clear the mirror and add snow at dawn, and go to bed to say goodbye to shoes. Don't laugh at bird's nest, you always play dumb in the gourd.

2. What poems describe how bitter life is? 1. Feeling time Tang Bai Juyi

Although the white hair has not yet been born, Zhu Yan has worn out first.

The geometry of life is like sending it in the world.

2. "Leisure Song" Tang Bai Juyi

There is no distinction between rich and poor in life, and time is easily idle.

3. "I Yin" Tang Bai Juyi

Life has changed since then, and the past is official or wild.

4. Yong Tang Huai Bai Juyi

Within a hundred years of life, the speed is as fast as a gap.

5. "Alas" Tang Du Fu

Throughout the ages, everything in life has been there. 6. "Give Xuanzhou Shi" Tang Du Mu

Life is not enough, widowed love to sigh.

6. "Untitled" Tang Li Shangyin

Life is meaningless, and nostalgia grows old.

7. Song Su Shi's "Mianchi Nostalgia"

What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow.

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3. Ask for a poem 1 describing the hardships of life and write a book.

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

I have never seen a green hill in my eyes, and I have no sideburns in the mirror.

Just say that you don't do anything when you get old, and you want to do more in middle age.

I look at the green hills with my eyes full, but I have no leisure to go swimming. I look pale in the mirror, but what can I do? When I was young, I was busy, thinking that I would be relaxed when I was old. Now I find that there are more dusty things in middle age.

2, partridge day, and nine.

Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

There's nothing to frown about. When I am old, I feel sad. Turn around in a hundred years, and everything will be long.

Pillow on the stream, chess in the bamboo. Afraid of looking for wine companions and lazy poems. Very muscular, very boastful, only better than when I was sick.

Why are you so sad because you are free? It's not because of the helplessness of old age, but because of the evening scenery that is not in the mood. Life is a hundred years, just like the shadow of the sun moving flowers. Every time I see my temples turn gray in front of the mirror, I feel disheartened and everything is empty!

Every day, I get drunk at Xitou and play chess with bamboo trees to kill this leisure time. Where can there be the old pride of inviting friends to get drunk and write poems? Where is the spirit of going forward and not wanting to get others into trouble? What's left is just the weakness after years of long illness!

3. Send some replies to Huang.

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I can't send geese to deliver books. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.

Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases. I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams.

I live on the northern seashore, while you live on the southern seashore. You want to send a book to Hongyan, but it can't fly to Hengyang. The spring breeze sees peaches and plums drinking wine, and the rivers and lakes are down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you in the autumn rain.

You only have four empty walls to support your livelihood. It's hard. The ancients made a good doctor by folding their elbows three times. I hope you don't. I think you are poor, self-sufficient and study hard, and now your hair is white. Through the miasma-filled mountain stream, the apes wailed and climbed the ivy deep in the forest.

4. Afternoon pillow

Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi

A hundred years of spring dreams have passed, and I don't want to play the flute here. Weeds bloom and fall, and songbirds reward each other.

The old road is buried and the new path is opened, and Zhu Hu looks at the painted building obliquely. It's sad to want a cup without a partner.

It seems like a hundred years have passed since I woke up, but I can only stay in a dream without immortal Taoism. Weeds bloom and fall, but pigeons still pay each other.

The old road has been covered with weeds, so we must find another road. The vermilion gate is crooked, and the carved gallery and painted building behind it are faintly visible. If you want to take a swig, you will only regret that no one drinks it. You can only look at the decadent scene in front of you and sigh that things are different, and it is difficult to calm down at the moment.

5. Miscellaneous poems

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Life without a base is like the dust of the road. Life blowing in the wind, the body has gone through hardships, and it is not what it used to be.

When the world is brothers, why do brothers of their own brothers want to date each other? When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink.

Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.

Life has no roots in the world, floating like dust in the Tao. Life blowing in the wind, this body has gone through hardships and is no longer what it used to be. The whole world wants to be brothers, why do biological brothers want to date each other?

When you are happy, you should be happy. If you have wine, you should invite your neighbors to drink it. Once youth is gone, it is impossible to come back and never see the next day. We should encourage ourselves in our prime. Time goes by and waits for no one.

4. The poem 1 describes a hopeless life and a hard life. I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain

Vernacular Interpretation: Sorrow is a sense of autumn scenery. Wan Li has been wandering for many years and has been ill all his life. Today, he is on the stage. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.

2. When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu, "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: When will this year end? I know how many things happened in the past! Last night, the spring breeze blew from the small building again. How can I bear the pain of missing my hometown in this bright night? Carefully carved railings and jade steps should still be there, but the people I miss are aging. Ask me how much sadness I have in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling east.

3, the cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and the baby is cracked. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night? -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage

Explain in vernacular Chinese: the cloth has been covered for many years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much. The nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn?

4, the world is a big dream, how many times is life cool in autumn? At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery. Look at the eyebrows and temples. The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival? Looking at the north sadly. -From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon, A Dream on Earth"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Everything in the world is like a big dream. How many cool autumn has life experienced? At night, the sound of the wind blowing leaves resounds through the cloister. Look at yourself, there are a few more silver lines in your brow. Wine is not good, but it worries the guests. Although the moon is bright, it is always covered by clouds. On this Mid-Autumn Night, who can enjoy this wonderful moonlight with me? I can only pick up my glass and look at the north sadly.

5, how can we avoid the sadness and hate of life, what is the limit of ecstasy! The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes. Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny. The past is empty, still like a dream. From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's Midnight Song, How Can I Avoid the Sorrow of Life?

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: How to avoid the sadness and hatred of life? Only I am sad! I dreamed that I had returned to my old country. When I woke up, my tears fell. Who will climb the building with me? I will always remember a sunny autumn, looking out from a tall building. The past is empty, as if in a dream.

5. The poem "Out of the City" in the Tang Dynasty 1: Li Guihua is rare, and the ladder dance bounces back.

Turn off the water to take the donkey's shadow, and the Qin cover hangs down. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, you can be honest, and you can be sad if you don't print it.

Qing Qing patiently asked each other, tears in the mirror translation: Osmanthus fragrans appeared sparse under the heavy snow, and the crow was hit by a projectile and flew back with injury. Turning off the water reflects the picture of riding a donkey alone, and the bleak north wind blows the hat belt low.

It's comforting to go home and relive that joy and warmth, but it's sad not to get the official seal. The beloved will endure painful inquiries and only see two people crying silently in the mirror.

2, "The hut was blown by the autumn wind" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu roared in August and autumn, and rolled up my Sanhe grass. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking.

There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night? There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain.

Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! In late August and autumn, the wind roared and swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river.

The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions. A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms.

I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches. After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy.

This cloth has been covered for years, cold and hard, like an iron plate. The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn.

When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread. Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much. The nights are long, the house leaks and the bed is wet. How can I stay up until dawn?

How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself! 3, "Bitter and Cold Journey" Wei and Jin Dynasties: How difficult it is for Cao Cao to go north to Taihang Mountain! Sakamoto Road is a bumpy road with bumpy wheels. The wind whistling in the trees and the north wind howling in sorrow.

When the bear was on the sidewalk, tigers and leopards stood on both sides of the street howling. The valley is desolate, sparsely populated and covered with heavy snow. Looking up, the long voice sighed, and the long journey was continuous.

How sad I am and I really want to go back to my hometown. The bridge is too deep to enter, and the army is on the road.

Lost in marching, there is no place to stay at night. Walking, walking, a long day, the tired horse is hungry and hungry.

He walked along the side of the wolves, chopping wood and cutting ice to fill his stomach. Thinking of the poem Dongshan deeply touched my grief.

How difficult it is to climb Taihang Mountain in the Northern Expedition! The catgut road is really rugged, and the wheels are broken all the way. The wind rustled the trees and the north wind roared and wailed.

On the road, the bear squatted in front of me, and the tiger and leopard barked. The valley is desolate, sparsely populated and snowy.

Looking up at the distance, sighing for a long time, thinking like a tide. How depressed I am, I really want to go back to my hometown.

The bridge was broken in deep water, and it was difficult to move forward. The army was wandering halfway. I got lost in the March and had no place to live at night.

Walking, walking for a long time, people are tired, thirsty and hungry Walking with a bag on your back, chopping wood, chiseling ice and cooking porridge to satisfy your hunger.

Thinking of the poem Dongshan deeply touched my sadness. 4. Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming's heaven is remote, and ghosts and gods are obscure.

It's been 69 years since I started doing good deeds. Weak crown meets world obstacle, and the first ventricle is out of alignment.

The fire burns repeatedly, and moths fly in the middle of the field. Wind and rain come and go, and the convergence is not full.

Hungry in summer, sleepless in cold nights. Thinking about cock crow at night, I can't wait to move in the morning.

What are you complaining about? Leave your sadness in the present. The fame behind me is like smoke to me.

Generosity is a sad song. It is wise to believe it. Heaven is deep, and ghosts and gods are hard to calculate.

He was famous for his kindness when he was young, but he is still diligent at the age of 54. 20-year-old troubled times, 30-year-old widowed, alone.

In dry days, the sun is like fire, and pests are rampant in the fields. The wind and rain are coming, and the harvest is not enough to pay taxes.

Lack of food in summer leads to hunger, and there is no freezing in winter nights; Night arrival looks forward to dawn, but sunrise is willing to sunset. I am bitter and bitter, suffering from anxiety.

What a sigh of fame after death, it seems to me like a cloud. Generous elegy lonely heart, only a bosom friend knows sadness.

5. "Joining the Army in the Tenth Five-Year Plan/Joining the Army in the Tenth Five-Year Plan" Han Dynasty: Anonymous joined the army for fifteen years and returned in eighty years. Everyone in the village, who is at home? From a distance, that's your home, where there are many pines and cypresses.

Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, Green Valley was born, and in the well, Lv Kui was born.

I don't know who it will be if the five grains are used as rice and the sunflower is used as soup. Going out and looking east, tears fell on my clothes.

Teenagers who just turned fifteen went out to fight and didn't come back until they were eighty. A rural neighbor in Lu Yu asked, "Who else is in my family?" "Your position is now a grave in the pine and cypress forest."

Walking to the door, I saw rabbits coming in and out of the dog hole, pheasants flying on the roof, wild millet growing in the yard and wild sunflower growing around the well platform. Cook rice with shelled wild grain and pick sunflower leaves to cook soup.

Both soup and rice are ready in a short time, but I don't know who to give them to. Out of the door, looking east, full of tears, flapping on the clothes.

6. Is there a poem describing the bitterness of life?

I once danced with Dongfeng,

Leyou Spring Garden is heartbroken.

How to be willing to clear autumn,

Accompanied by sunset and cicada singing

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Ha ha! Bad luck, ill-fated Feng Tang is easy to get old, and Li Guang is hard to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; Loud.

In the sea area, there is no shortage of time. It depends on a gentleman's poverty and his talent for understanding life. When you are old and strong, would you rather be moved? Poor and strong.

The ambition of Qingyun. I feel that Chanquan is very cool, but I am still very happy after doing it. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be accepted; The cold corner has gone, and the mulberry is not late. The first month of a season.

Noble taste, empty heart of serving the country; You can't cry to the end of the road if you are crazy!

7. A poem describing the shortness of life. Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

-Li Yu [Meet Huan]

Nineteen ancient poems

Han Han is anonymous

The ups and downs are different, and it is not early to stand up.

Life is not a stone, how can we live longer?

Nineteen ancient poems

Han Han is anonymous

Life is like a Lv Ji, only I am like dust, which is blown away by the wind in an instant.

Why don't you want to go ahead, be an official first, and enjoy the wealth.

Nineteen ancient poems

Han Han is anonymous

The Green Mausoleum is on the cypress, and Leileixi is on the stone.

Life between heaven and earth is like a passer-by.

Nineteen ancient poems

Han Han is anonymous

The vast yin and yang move, and life is like morning dew.

Life is suddenly like sending, and life is not solid.

Express one's feelings in the form of poetry

Ruan Ji in Wei and Jin Dynasties

The sunshine in the morning is no longer bright, and the sky in the west suddenly quietens down.

If you go here to pitch, how can it be like September?

Life is like dust, lasting forever.

Sorrow and indignation poem

Cai Yan in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Being stingy, I am often afraid of donating again.

The geometry of life, you worry all the year round.

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Wei Cao

Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have?

For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.

Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable.

Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem.

Sense of time

Tang Bai Juyi

Although the white hair has not yet been born, Zhu Yan has worn out first.

The geometry of life is like sending it in the world.

Idle song

Tang Bai Juyi

There is no distinction between rich and poor in life, and time is easily idle.

I sing.

Tang Bai Juyi

Endless, past lives are officials of the imperial court.

Express one's feelings in the form of poetry

Tang Bai Juyi

Within a hundred years of life, the speed is as fast as a gap.

regrettable

Don du fu

Throughout the ages, everything in life has been there.

To Xuanzhou's charity.

Dondum

Life is not enough, widowed love to sigh.

Show coolness

Tang hanyu

Life is like this, but it is also pitiful.

My poor taste in my later years made me linger.

Miscellaneous interest

Tang jiaoran

Life is divided, wealth can't come.

Invite for a drink

Tang Libai

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

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Life is meaningless, and nostalgia grows old.

Hezi is nostalgic for Mianchi.

Song sushi

What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow.

Dianjiangchun

Huang Songting Jian

The world is dreamy. Repeat this view. Self-sighing about life is often half-divided.

Open branches

Song Liu Yong

Uncle Yamaraja once taught me to live a carefree life.

Romantic son

Song luyou

Who knows that in life, I am sad and happy, and I am falling into the flowers.

Black night cry

Song Ouyang xiu

The world is in danger of storms, so don't wait for a while every ten years. Life is so long, meet with a smile and forget the enmity.

There is a sweet smell around us.

Song sushi

When you come here, life is like a ship.

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Song Yan Shu

When singing is silent on wine, life is limited and infinite.