Sad poem

1. What poems describe "sadness"? 1 I came from three thousand miles away. With the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. -Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"

Mo Tao is not charming, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise our glasses. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xiejilou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

4 wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely sycamore deep courtyard locks the clear autumn. -Li Yu's "Hui Huan"

I compare my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the canal. -Chronicle of Poetry in Qing Dynasty

What is the business of selling charcoal? Wear clothes and eat in your mouth. -Bai Juyi's "Charcoal Man"

Poor clothes are simple, but they are worried about charcoal and wish it were cold. -Bai Juyi's Charcoal Man

Kick the road of the world with two feet and shoulder all the troubles of the past and present. -Yuan Mei's Breaking Bad

But my relatives and friends didn't give me any news. I was old and sick, and I was alone with my boat. -Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"

10 frost night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. -Zhang Ji is a night stop near Fengqiao.

Meaning: Inner sadness, bitterness, and sadness.

Source: Tang Li Shangyin's poem "Leaving Thinking": "The dance in the front stream is exhausted, and the night is half sad. If you can't find the gorge cloud, you can't find the water in the ditch. Shuo Yan passed the book, and Xiang Zan shed many tears. There is no reason to look at colors, but also support microwaves. "

The third time in A Dream of Red Mansions: "Baoyu didn't feel sad when he saw him crying."

Yu Dafu's Thin Drink: "I stood in the gloomy air at the door for a while, and suddenly remembered my life experience, and I didn't feel sad."

Synonyms: sadness, bitterness, sadness, sadness and misery.

Make sentences:

1 This is really a sad thing.

A sigh in my heart for no reason is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and I can't say how sad it is.

She felt sad and tired, as if her blood had frozen into ice and her heart had solidified.

2. Poem describing sadness 1, loved you when I was most arrogant; Hurt you, in my most decadent time. I don't want to find a reason, and there is no reason. Because I love you, I am desperate!

When I feel tired, I can't help thinking a lot. The past scenes make people feel inexplicably sad. I really want to talk to someone, only to find that everyone around me is very busy and tired, only to find that there are so few people who can talk to themselves.

3, and in this fleeting time, I fell in love with heartbroken, heartbroken songs wailed endlessly, occasionally sounded, touched the sad place, but I wanted to cry, but tears always flowed back and filled my chest.

4. I also heard that the flowers there bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. You can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, you can't see the flowers when there are leaves, and flowers and leaves don't meet. This is wrong. After listening, I cried silently, which is a very sad legend. It would be great if I could see the flowers on the other side of the river the year I died, and see their flowers and leaves together.

5. Young people have a common problem. We fell in love with some people we shouldn't love, knowing that there is no ending, but we still love moths. There are only two situations in the end: one is to leave with tears, and the other is to move forward with blood.

6. I told myself again and again that I was not alone. I always love to deceive myself. Just like I lied to myself that I didn't love you anymore.

7. We all hide somewhere and remember someone. Cold footsteps, cold hearts, some people don't have to care about anything anymore, and gradually go away ... Why are they still in the same place and can't forget that memory? It is he who pales your waiting and satirizes your persistence. Between whom, who is your passer-by, who is the ornament in your life.

8. We, once the sweetest lovers, are now two parallel lines, and we can never find the intersection. I am shivering with cold, because I lost you; I'm afraid of winter because of losing you.

9. Looking at the starry sky, it is dark, lightly holding my cheeks, sighing bitterness, sighing the sea of stars, sighing the water ripples, and dissipating in the endless sea of stars and the vast loneliness.

10, if you shed tears, my face will always be wet, and if you are sad, it will always be my heart. Open your palm to the sky, there is sunshine in your palm, that's the occasional smile I miss you; There are raindrops in the palm of your hand, which are tears that occasionally fall when I miss you.

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12, the wandering heart remains the same, and the busy steps are still in a hurry. Lonely romantic flowers still bloom in lonely places. Sighing that the roots are full, the dream of the world of mortals has fallen.

13, I miss you in words, and you exchange your heart for my sobriety. This is your original reply to me, countless memories, my heart really hurts. If I can give up everything, can I come back to you and put all my bets on it? Will you love me, just as I love you, and never give up?

14, I can't escape after all, like a nightmare, waking me up again and again. Maybe you're right. Love is too extravagant for me. I don't deserve it. But you don't understand, if I can get your love back, I can give everything. Yes, no one can pay for what you have done, just like a scar, which will never be erased, but it will always hurt more and more. I have never regretted falling in love with you; Leaving you took all my strength.

15, throw me away hard, I can't see through you, hurt me again and again, and then say hello to me in a gentle voice, just a word, and I will forgive you. You hurt me so much, but I never blame you. Love to the extreme is tolerance. Besides me, who else in this world will love you forever?

16, perhaps the cruelty of reality makes us fragile, or the helplessness of life makes us sad and cry; Maybe the change of the world is hard for us to accept, maybe it is not as beautiful as we thought!

3. Poems describing sadness 1, tearful eyes require flowers without words, and red flies over the swing.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. 4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. 6. The belt is getting wider and wider.

It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. 7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy. 9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. 10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords. 12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing.

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. 13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. 15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years. 17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard. 19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? 2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words. 23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long. 25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing! 28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden pine is loose. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless.

All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.

The most heartbreaking poem is 1. Change your life with my three fireworks.

2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, countless fireworks, you pick up the lamp and look back; Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

4. Who finally let the string break, and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred. 5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.

6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

7. Let him know everything and smile at you. 8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties. 10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation.

Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not. 12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country.

I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing. 13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.

14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you. 15, I will die in spring, I don't know. 16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. 18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am. 20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. 23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. 25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. 27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.

28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me. 29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.

30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan. 3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.

32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet. 35. Never look back, why not?

Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water.

Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. 36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.

37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment. 38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side.

Even if it is found that the situation is longer. 40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

4 1, I just feel that your majesty's inspection reminds me of your morning and evening. 42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.

43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? 44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit.

A song and a sigh, a person's life. 45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn. 48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.

49. Life is as unusual as the first time. 50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses.

After the feast, I was in tears. 5 1, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

-Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi 52. Life and death are broad, caring for each other. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

-Anonymous The Book of Songs 53. If the relationship between two people is long, it is still a matter of time. -Qin Guan's "Bridge Fairy" 54. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward.

-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 55. There is a kind of beauty that I don't forget. If I don't see it for a day, I think it's crazy. -anonymous "Feng Qiu Huang Qin Ge" 56. A candle at the bottom of a well, Lang Changxing won't go.

Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia? -the "Yang Liuzhi" 57. When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick, with long memory and endless short-lived lovesick.

-Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words" 58. Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection 59. When will you meet if you raise the dust on the road and make the cement muddy? -Cao Zhi's "Bright Moon in Tall Buildings" 60. After the bleak farewell, the two should be the same. The most difficult thing is to sort out the grievances in the middle of the month.

-Nalan Xingde's Yu Meiren 6 1, and your eyes are full of tears. I wish I could meet you before marriage. -Zhang Ji's "Woman's Song" 62. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment.

To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong "A Flowering Tree" 63. How can there be more than one shadow in the world? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring March 64. Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy.

-Liang Qichao's Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province 65. Since the monarch came out, the mirror was dark and hopeless. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?

-Xu Gan's "Thinking about the House" 66. See each other but not see each other. What is the ruthlessness of love? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon" 67. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

-Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" 68. It's not old, and it's hard to fight. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

-Zhang Xian's Millennium 69. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night. -Huang Jingren's "Two Love Poems" 70. I know that this kind of love will not have any results, but it can soothe my soul! .

-Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs 7 1. I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin's solo tour of Qujiang in late autumn' 72. People are sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.

-Nalan Xingde's "Puhuan Xisha" 73. A moment that should last forever has come and gone unconsciously. -Li Shangyin "Jinse" 74. How many lovesickness one-night stands are there?

-Zhang "Swallow House" on page 75. Ask what love is in the world and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Touching Fish Two Songs One" 76. Although my body does not have the wings like Cai Feng, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.

5. The poem describing heartbreak is that people don't do things, tears flow first.

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

When is it important to shed tears and stay drunk? People grow up and hate water.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Looking after each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears are expected to break the heart every year: moonlit night, short matsuoka.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late. It's urgent. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow?

The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and the teaching workshop is still playing a farewell song. Tears for Gong E.

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, and who will pity if the red disappears and the fragrance disappears?

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Whoever gets drunk at dawn always leaves people with tears.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

6. Poem describing sadness 1, original: selling charcoal Weng, chopping wood and burning charcoal mountain. His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black. What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder. At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.

Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace. A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Those people put half a piece of red yarn and a piece of silk on their heads as the price of charcoal.

From: The Charcoal Man by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Commentary: An old man who sells charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in Nanshan all the year round. His face is covered with dust and smoke, his temples are gray and his fingers are black. What is the money from selling charcoal for? In exchange for clothes and food. It's a pity that he only wears thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal is worthless and hopes it will be colder.

It snowed a foot thick outside the city at night, and at dawn, he was driving a charcoal car rolling on the ice road to the market. The cow was tired and the man was hungry, but the sun had risen high, so he rested in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who are those two high-flying riders? They are eunuchs in the palace, eunuchs.

Holding documents in their hands, they shouted the emperor's orders and shouted that cows would pull into the palace. A load of charcoal, 1000 kilograms, the eunuchs insisted on washing it away, and the old man tried to give up, but he was helpless. Those people hung half a horse's red yarn and a piece of silk on the cow's head as money to buy charcoal.

2. Original: Lonely geese fly without pecking. The geese disappear in the sea of clouds, who will pity the geese in the sky? Looking at the horizon, I seem to see the figure of my companion; The voice in the valley seems to hear the voice of the companion. Wild birds don't understand the lonely goose's heart, but make noise for their own voice.

From: Du Fu's Lonely Goose/Flying Goose in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: A lonely goose doesn't want to drink water or eat. It just flies low, screams and misses its companions. The geese disappeared in the sea of clouds. Who will pity the lonely geese in the sky? Looking around the world, it seems to see the figure of a companion; Mourning shook the valley, as if hearing the voice of a companion. The wild crow doesn't understand the lonely goose's mood, but only cares about his own noise.

In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white sand beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Said by: Tang Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain

Interpretation: It is very sad for apes to cry when the wind is strong and the sky is high. There are birds hovering on the clear river and white beach. Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform. After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.

4. Original: How deep is the courtyard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

From: How Deep is the Courtyard by Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty?

Interpretation: The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai. Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring.

I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

5, the original text: the wind has lived in the dust and fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.

From: Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao, Wuling Spring Festival Evening

Interpretation: The wind stopped, the dust smelled of flowers, and the flowers withered. The sun has risen high, but I'm too lazy to dress up. The scenery remains the same, the personnel have changed, and everything is over. I wanted to pour out my feelings, but before I could speak, tears came down first. I heard that the spring scenery in Shuangxi is still good, and I plan to go boating. I'm afraid a boat like Shuangxi grasshopper can't carry many of my worries.

7. Find some sad poems. Ancient and modern poetry can be missed a little more.

Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to the painting hall Qiu Si, thin eyebrows, residual temples, cold night pillow.

Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

Once the most beautiful,

Put your hoe in your hand and bury the fallen Englishman.

When the sun goes down,

Who will remember,

What about yesterday's golden years?

Once the most beautiful,

Look, maple trees are dyed everywhere,

Join hands with you to pick up the fiery youth.

That month went to my heart.

What kind of mood have we all experienced?

Don't ask me who I am,

I'm used to watching fate come and go,

Lingbo micro-step,

Just to avoid the world of mortals.

8. What poems describe the sadness of life? In August, the autumn wind roared (háo), and my triple hair was rolled up.

Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs on the top of the forest (juàn) and the dragon (cháng), while the lower one floats to Shen. 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. Since the funeral (sāng), I haven't slept much and I can't get wet all night! Bai Juyi's charcoal seller was covered in dust and fireworks, with gray temples and black fingers.

What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.

At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.

Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace.

A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Those people put half a piece of red yarn and a piece of silk on their heads as the price of charcoal.

Lonely leaves are cold and hungry, clothes are thin and pockets are shy. Why is this vicissitudes of life lonely? The Lonely Goose is full of wilderness, and the night is quiet and cold. Lonely geese wail in the distance, looking up at the autumn moon and looking forward to the future.

Who is like me (Ray's Two Poems) 2. How can I be down and out (Lei's Poems on Drinking in Yuan and Ming Dynasties:) 3. Jade account destroys slaves (Lei's Jade Pot Song) 4. Buyi went down to Xinfeng. What is the burden of being down and out (Song Zhoupu's Wild Rose) 2. Although I am down and out (Song Zhouwenpu's "Like Jinling again"), today I am rich (advocating "Stay by the River"), but my relatives and friends have not given me any news. I am old and sick, and I am alone. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach.

(Zhu zhǐ: an island in the water. The beach.

Back: hovering) leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, (fallen wood: fallen leaves) and I watch the long river always roll forward. I came from three thousand miles away. Sad this autumn, (Wan Li: My hometown is far away.

Sad autumn: sad autumn of nature, sad autumn of life. Frequent visitor: I have been wandering for many years) and I have climbed this height alone with my sorrow for a hundred years.

(a hundred years: a lifetime. Independence: A person is more lonely.

On the stage: it is the custom of the Double Ninth Festival to climb high and drink alcohol. Bad luck has laid a bitter frost on my temples. Numerous: make ... more.

Frosty temples: white hair) Heartache and fatigue are a thick layer of dust in my wine. (Down and out: sleepy.

New stop: I just stopped drinking because of illness, and the word "new" is more difficult. Turbid wine: poor quality wine.

Two feet turn over the road, and one shoulder bears all the worries of ancient and modern times. If you are not satisfied, please ask.