A lonely poem in my heart

The article introduces the lovers who passed away in Spring before Flowers, looking for fragrance alone. The following is a poem describing loneliness that I arranged for you for your reference.

The first poem describing loneliness was 1, and I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone.

2, the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails are alone.

3. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.

However, because of your promise, I am waiting for you, waiting, playing the pipa under the vines on the roadside.

5. I move forward. I cried until my tears ran out, and I saw a ship in the distant sky.

But my relatives and friends didn't give me any news. I was old and sick, and I was alone with my boat.

7. In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.

Zhong Fang got rid of her beauty and occupied a small garden.

9. Birds fly high and go alone.

10, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still want to defend my country.

1 1, Xing Lai went his own way, and everything beautiful was for me.

Our capital is full of nosy people, but you are lonely, helpless and poor.

13, especially the general taste in my heart.

14, a lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

15, all sides sound from the angle, thousands of miles of smoke and dusk.

16, there are some plums in the corner, and ling cold opens them alone.

17, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen.

18, dawning into the future, leaving the old man alone.

19, the good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely.

20. The water level of Gushan Temple is low in Jiating West in the north.

2 1, the sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke in Western jackdaw in the west of the old tree, and the shadow of Hong Fei.

22. The high light flashes; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

23. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

24, lonely sycamore deep courtyard lock clear autumn.

On the 25th, the cold rain entered the river, and the night was in Wu, seeing off guests in loneliness.

The second poem describing loneliness is 1. Bagpipers go to Lou Yu, whose heart is broken?

2, sitting alone, advocating independent pay, lying alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

3. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.

The sober man and saint of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker left his name.

5, the soul dream is unbearable, more embarrassing.

6, it's hard to say, the window is bright and clean, and the shadow is still romantic.

7. I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.

8. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

9. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone.

10, who saw a lonely person traveling alone, ethereal and lonely.

1 1, only the running water in front of the building. If you miss me, stare at me all day. Looking at that place, I added a new sadness from now on.

12, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.

13, it's easy to meet, but difficult to leave, so where will I look back?

14, all the lonely cries fly towards the moon and shadow.

15, broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless.

16, this time, what a sad sentence!

17, tears on the pillow are like rain outside the window.

18, few friends, who will listen to the broken string.

19, a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow.

20. Xu Mo Cup is dark amber, which melts before drinking. It's time to come. It's late. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.

2 1, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.

22. Whoever sees a lonely person is a lonely shadow.

23. Lonely and sad cries fly to the moon and shadows.

24, sitting alone, advocating alone, paying alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

25. Before me, where were those lost times? Behind me, where are the future generations? I miss this leisurely world, I am alone, and my tears fall down.