Poems describing loneliness

1, broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless. -Song: Lu You's "Yongmei"

There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks.

The piper went to heartbroken Lou Yu. -Song: Li Qingzhao's Sleeping with a Paper Curtain on a Goose Rattan Bed'

Without Ming Hecheng, people will be empty. Even if there are beautiful plum blossoms, who can enjoy them with themselves?

3, helpless, I seem to know the return of Yan. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. -Song: Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

Flowers bloom and fall, and I can't help it. The returning swallows seem to know each other and wander alone on the flower path of the small garden.

4. Qingxi in Xuantang period: Li Bai

The water in Qingxichuan makes me clear that its water color is different from other rivers.

Excuse me, where can I see the new river in Qing' an so clearly?

The man seems to be walking in the mirror, and the bird seems to be flying in the screen.

Towards evening, the apes began to lament, but they could not infect the wanderers in the distance.

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The water in Qingxi makes my mind clear. Its water color is different from other rivers.

Excuse me, Xin 'anjiang, which is famous for its clarity, where can it be as clear as this?

People seem to walk in the mirror, and birds seem to fly lightly in the screen.

In the evening, the orangutan began to cry in vain, infecting the wanderers in the distance with sadness.

5. Linjiang County, where is it?

Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei

Where is the fleeting time? Rustling is autumn again. It's getting dark, the grass is fading and the clouds are getting flat. Where the sun shines, a tower rests on an isolated city.

Independent and desolate, who speaks? Looking back, the palace is magnificent. The red wall was blurred in the fog. Helpless, I am the highest level.

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In an instant, youth has been lost, and the rustling of fallen leaves symbolizes the coming of autumn. The grass on the horizon has withered and yellow, and it is connected with the clouds on the horizon. As the sun sets, the sun shines through the gap, and the elongated tower shadow leans against the tower in the distance.

I stood alone in the cold wind, I didn't know where I was, but I didn't know who to say. When I suddenly turned around, the palace stood in the distance. The red palace wall is not clear in the fog. Standing in the afterglow of the sunset, I can't see all this clearly, but I am on a high place.