Infinitely lonely poem

1, the piper went to Lou Yu, who was heartbroken?

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, walking in the bustling crowd, every step is lonely, every step is lonely!

Poems about loneliness II

1, before me, where were those lost years? Behind me, where are the future generations? Miss heaven and earth, I am alone, tears streaming down my face.

2. Tears on the pillow are like rain outside the window.

3, the soul dream is unbearable, more embarrassing.

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

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

6. The sunset is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night.

7, helpless flowers, small garden incense path alone.

8. How many worries can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

9. The Xumo cup is dark amber, and it melts before it is drunk. It should be too late for the wind to come. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.