Poetry about wanting but not getting.

1. What are the poems that express love but can't be obtained? 1. "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone?"

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.

The autumn wind blows cold, who misses that lonely feeling? Watching the yellow leaves dancing to cover the window, standing in the sunset, recalling the past. Take a nap after drinking, the spring is suddenly leaking, the boudoir is gambling, and the skirt is scented with tea. The past is normal and I can't get what I want.

The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.

Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.

3. "It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds at that time."

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.

Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. I only see the spring breeze, but things are different. Later, I realized there was nothing I could do, but I said I'll see you later and left. Pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.

4. "Untitled, Heavy and Deep, Mochow Hall"

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The curtains were drawn deeply, and I was in Mochow's house. Sleeping alone makes the night even longer.

The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.

I am a weak lingzhi, biased by storms; I'm Lingfang, but I don't have any fragrant leaves.

Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.

The heavy curtain falls deeply, and I live alone in Mochou Hall; Sleeping alone makes me feel the quiet night is long. The ambiguity between Wushan Goddess and the King of Chu was originally a dream. Qingxi sister-in-law mansion, this is the only one without lang. I am a weak rhombic branch, I have been devastated by the storm; I am Fang Ling laurel leaf, but there is no moon dew? That's great. Although I know it is unhealthy to indulge in lovesickness; I'm obsessed with it to the end, and I'm crazy all my life.

5. "Qingpingle Red Small Print"

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

Small red print. Say it's even. Red rocks are in the clouds and fish are in the water. This feeling is hard to send.

The setting sun leans on the west wing alone. The distant mountain is opposite the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward.

Exquisite red stationery is full of fine print, telling my love for you all my life. Wild geese fly in the clouds and fish play in the water. This melancholy feeling is difficult to convey. In the sunset, I leaned against the west wing alone, and the distant mountain happened to face the curtain hook on the window. I don't know where the peach blossom face has gone, but the blue waves and green waters still flow eastward.

2. Describe the poem "On the Water Side" that I long for but can't get.

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long;

Swim back from it, in the middle of the water

Sadly, the Millennium is still there.

The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and embarrassing;

Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

When harvesting, the Millennium is not finished,

The so-called Iraqis are in the water.

Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and right;

Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.

Long March

My hair barely covers my forehead. I am picking flowers and paying by my door.

When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.

We live in an alley in Qingkan. We are all young and happy.

When I was fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh.

I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls.

But at the age of fifteen, I raised my eyebrows and laughed, knowing that no dust can seal our love.

Even to death, I will wait for you in my post, and I will not lose heart in the silent watchtower.

Then, when I was sixteen, you embarked on a long journey.

Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky.

I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss.

Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves.

Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs.

Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade.

Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! .

I'll pick you up, and I won't mind the distance, all the way to Sha Changfeng.

3. The poem "Hairpin Phoenix" (Lu You), which expresses love but can't be obtained, has red crisp hands, rattan wine and spring willows all over the city; Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years, wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and weak; Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books, mo, mo, mo. Tang Wan, the Hairpin Phoenix, is poor in worldly affairs and evil in human feelings. When rain comes, flowers fall easily at night.

The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. If you have to worry, just say it alone.

Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy.

Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Untitled Author: Li Shangyin Date: Tang met her earlier than I did, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . Classic works of lovesickness in two places.

Spring thinking Li Bai, you are like jade in the north, and I am a mulberry with green branches. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.

Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ? This song is for the wife to miss her husband who is away from home. A series of works by in my heart forever's poet Wen: There must be hatred in the south of the Yangtze River in the dream, and the hatred is far away.

I don't know what I'm thinking. Water and wind are empty. Shake the tendency of contraception.

Watch Jiangnan wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone. Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear.

Broken-hearted Baipingzhou. Jade butterfly is sad in the autumn wind, and the traveler has not returned.

Grass withers first when it is cold, and geese cross the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows.

Shaking down makes people sad and heartbreaking. Who knows? Bodhisattva phoenix is relatively golden, and peony experiences light rain overnight. Spigel has new makeup, light sideburns and a long face.

The painted buildings are far away from each other, and the weeping willows hang outside the columns. If I don't hear from you, I will return to Shuang Yan before the club.

Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian" is more and more widespread, and he never regrets it, which makes people languish for Iraq. Butterfly Love Flowers Yan Songshu threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and swallows fly away.

The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.

You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide. The performance of this song is particularly obvious. It is a famous saying that a person climbs a tall building and looks at the end of the world.

In the next sentence, I want to send colorful notes to spread acacia, but the people separated from acacia are separated by mountains and rivers. In the Qing Dynasty, there were also mourning speeches represented by Nalan Rong Ruo. If life is just like the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind?

It's hard to wait and change, but people's hearts are hard to change. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be better than before. On the same day, I wish the undergrowth of the mountain would be barren and covered with moss, and pity the dust and sand of the jade bone Municipal Committee.

There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is crying. Half-life duckweed died with water, and a cold rain buried famous flowers overnight.

The soul is like a willow sponge blown to pieces, surrounding the world. Who reads the west wind, and Huanxi sand is cool alone? The rustling yellow leaves close the window and reminisce about the sunset.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea. I miss you so much, but they are separated forever.

Liu Yongyu's bell is cold and mournful, Changting is late, and the shower begins to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk sank into ChuTiankuo.

Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is only the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the waning of the waning of the waning moon.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? Love each other but have to leave.

You can also consider Tagore, the farthest distance in the world without ancient poetry. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but that I stand in front of you. You don't know I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not distance, but I stand in front of you. You don't know how much I love you, but you can't say I love you. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I love you, but that I miss you deeply. But it can only be buried deep in my heart. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't say I miss you, but that I love each other but can't be together. The furthest distance in the world is not loving each other but not being together, but knowing that true love is invincible but pretending not to care. The furthest distance in the world is not that I can't resist the smell but pretend not to care, but that I have used an indifferent heart between you and the person who loves you. Dig an impassable ditch. The furthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches growing from the same root can't depend on each other in the wind. The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars in the distance don't intersect. The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories intersect, there is nowhere to find them. The furthest distance in the world is not an instant. Nowhere to find, but we can't get together before we meet. The furthest distance in the world is the distance between a fish and a bird, one in the sky and the other in the sea.

4. Ask the Book of Songs for a poem about love (I want it but I can't get it). The Book of Songs? Nan Zhou? Guan pheasant Guan pheasant dove, in Hezhou.

A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.

Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right.

A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. Guanju is the beginning of Feng and the first article of The Book of Songs.

The ancients ranked it at the top of 300 articles, indicating its high degree of attention. Historical records? "Family of consorts" once wrote: "The Book of Changes is based on Gan Kun, the Book of Songs begins with Guan Ju, and the Book of Songs is beautiful ... When couples are together, human nature is great."

Han Shu again? According to Kuang Heng Biography, Kuang Heng said: "At the time of matching, the beginning of human life is the origin of all blessings. The wedding ceremony is right, and then the goods are cashed and the fate is complete.

Confucius' comments on poetry generally began with Guan Ju. ..... The first of this discipline is the end of Wang Jiao. "

Their focus is pedantry, but their summary of the original intention of the poem is basically correct. The question is what kind of marriage it represents.

This is related to our understanding of the wind. The preface to Zhu's Biography of Poetry says: "The so-called poetic style mostly comes from the works of alley ballads. The so-called men and women sing songs and express their feelings."

What about the chronicle of Zheng Qiao? Leroux? "Positive Tone Sequence" said: "Poetry lies in sound, not in righteousness. Even today, there are new voices in the town, and the streets contend. Is it the beauty of its meaning? " Straight to its new ear. Zhu discusses from the poetic meaning, and explains from the rhythm.

Combining the two, we can think that the wind is a kind of ballad that expresses the love between men and women and sings with local accent. Although Zhu's interpretation of Guan Ju's theme is not so, from the specific performance of Guan Ju, it is indeed a romantic work between men and women, which is about a man's pursuit of women's love.

Its sound, emotion, writing and meaning are all good enough to be the beginning of the wind and the first of 300 articles. Confucius said, "Guan Ju is happy but not lewd, and sad but not hurt."

("The Analects? Bashu) Since then, people's evaluation of Guan Ju has been "compromised by Confucius" (Historical Records? Confucius "). But what about Guan Ju? This poem was originally composed of three chapters: one chapter with four sentences, two chapters with eight sentences and three chapters with eight sentences.

Zheng Xuan divided the last two chapters into two chapters, five chapters and four sentences each. Now use Zheng Xuan's method.

The first chapter: dove and Song are in Hezhou, and their spouses are not chaotic, and a gentleman is a good couple. The beauty of this chapter lies in soothing the voice of justice, leading the whole article with tone and forming the tone of the whole poem.

Take "My Fair Lady, Gentleman's Good Style" as the whole poem. The "jagged shepherd's purse" in the second chapter comes from "Guan Guan Ji Ge" and is also based on what grows on the mainland.

"Liu" and "Mao Zhuan" all teach "seeking" and are not valid. Because the word "beg" has been used below, it is not appropriate to have the meaning of "beg" here, but should be said in a flowing way.

This is a metaphor that a lady is hard to find by borrowing the flow of shepherd's purse. The word "autumn" is the center of the whole poem, which shows the process of men pursuing women, that is, from deep yearning to realizing their desire to get married.

The third chapter expresses my anxiety that I can't get it. This is the key to an article, which can best reflect the spirit of the whole poem.

Yao Jiheng's "General Theory of the Book of Songs" commented: "There are four chapters before and after, four sentences in the chapter, and the meaning can be known. Today, these four sentences are placed under "I want to seek more happiness for myself" and above "Friends" and "Joy", which were handed down from the previous chapter. The whole spirit is here.

Guy must write these four sentences to satisfy the two meanings of "friend" and "joy". Without this, the clouds above are "seeking" and the clouds below are "friends" and "music", so the momentum will be weak and it will be weak.

This ancient prose strives for conciseness, and its tone is forced to advance, which is different from the voice that emphasizes before. Yao's analysis of the importance of this chapter in the whole poem is the most accurate.

What needs to be added is that this chapter not only carries forward the literary spirit with numerous overtones, but also writes a vivid and vivid image, that is, Wang Shizhen's so-called "Poems are as picturesque as three hundred" in Yu Yang. Lin Yiguang's Book of Songs explained: "I woke up tossing and turning, still in bed."

This description of the feelings of missing one's lover can be described as "sad without hurting". The fourth and fifth chapters are about the happiness of seeking.

Friends of the harp and the music of the bell and drum are all acquired scenes. The words "friend" and "music" have their own weight and depth.

The so-called "pleasure without lewdness" means writing quickly and happily without involving extravagance and waste. The whole poem is about a man's yearning and pursuit of women, his anxiety and joy that he can't get.

This poem mainly shows good luck, and Mao legend says, "Master Xing." What is "Xing"? Kong's explanation is the most pertinent. He said in "Justice in Mao Poetry": "Anyone who is' Xing' will rise.

Draw inferences from one's own heart. Those who cite plants, animals and birds to see the meaning in the poem are all "xing". "The so-called" Xing "is the first thing caused by other scenery, that is, sustenance.

This is a euphemistic and implicit expression. Such a poem is based on the dove's "loyalty and difference", and a lady should be worthy of a gentleman; Miss with poor leek flow is hard to find; And leek are also "pick" and "win", and miss and miss are also "friends" and "happy".

The advantage of this technique is that it has far-reaching influence and can produce more than enough effect. This poem also uses some disyllabic rhyming words to enhance the harmonious beauty of poetic tone and the vividness of describing characters.

For example, "graceful and restrained" rhymes; "Staggered" is disyllabic; "Tossing" is both a double tone and a rhyme. Use such words to modify actions, such as "tossing and turning"; Imitate images, such as My Fair Lady; Describing scenery, such as "jagged shepherd's purse", is vivid and vivid.

Liu said in his Essay Notes: "The ancient voice ... proverbs mostly follow the nature, and the reason why they can be homophonic is that one sentence is Ye Yun, and the other is that the words with double rhymes are used between sentences." Although this poem is different from Ye Yun's, the use of disyllabic rhymes keeps the simple and natural style of ancient poetry.

In terms of rhyme, this poem adopts the way of even sentences entering rhyme. This even rhyme has dominated China's classical poetry for more than two thousand years.

Moreover, the whole article rhymes three times, and the word "zhi" at the foot of the function word does not rhyme, but the previous word of the function word rhymes. This uneven change of rhythm greatly enhances the sense of rhythm and musical beauty of poetry.

We should understand Guan Ju from two aspects: poetry and music. Poetically speaking, it is a "folk song".

5. What poems can't you get to express your love for a person? 1, my fair lady, welcome. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. -from the pre-Qin period: the anonymous "Guo Feng Nan Zhou Guanluo"

Interpretation of the vernacular: that beautiful and virtuous woman woke up and wanted to pursue her. I can't get it when I pursue it, and I always miss her day and night. I miss you so much that I can't sleep.

2, red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no. -From the Song Dynasty: Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix Red Crisp Hands

Explain in vernacular Chinese: In your rosy and crisp hands, hold a cup full of yellow wine. Spring is rippling all over the city, but you are as far away as a palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is and how thin the joy is blown. A full glass of wine is like a sad mood, and life after leaving for a few years is very bleak. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!

3. There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not. -from the pre-Qin dynasty: the song of the yue people, anonymous.

Interpretation of the vernacular: there are trees on the mountain, and trees have branches. I like you in my heart, but you don't know it.

Storms enchant nut horns, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves. Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's Untitled

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: I am a weak diamond-shaped branch, destroyed by the storm; I am Fang Ling laurel leaf, but there is no moon dew. Although I know it is unhealthy to indulge in lovesickness; I'm obsessed with it to the end, and I'm crazy all my life.

5, ruthlessness is not as sentimental as bitterness, and an inch is still inextricably linked. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. -From the Song Dynasty: Yan Shu's "Yulouchun".

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Where do heartless people know the distress of sentient people? An inch of acacia turns into a thousand strands. No matter how far the horizon is, that day will have an end, but people's sorrow is infinite and endless.