Poems about sunset in the evening used to express feelings.

1. Lyrics describing dusk, misty, gloomy, refreshing, golden beasts disappear. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. -Li Shangyin's "Leyou Tombs"

Your writing is quiet, and the bell and drum tower are long. Sitting alone in the dusk, who is the companion, Ziweihua vs Ziweilang. -Bai Juyi's "To Zhongshu Province"

Thousands of mountains and valleys are close to Jingmen, and girls grow up in Sri Lanka. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. -Du Fu's Five Poems about Historical Sites

The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple. When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful. -Han Yu's Rock and Roll

The east wind blows water every day, and spring is long and idle. Lovelorn, drunk, drunk in my dream. Her voice is silent, and her makeup in the evening is incomplete. Lingering in the scene, cherishing Zhu Yan, leaning alone in the dusk? -Li Yu's Ruan Langgui

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden

Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice

2. Lyrics describing dusk are foggy, clouds will always be sad, and the brain will be refreshed and the golden beast will be destroyed.

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.

-Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flowers", there is a shadow in my heart, and I have been driving between the graves of Leyou. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

-Li Shangyin's "Leyou Tombs" Your Excellency Si Lun's article is static, and the bell and drum tower is long. Sitting alone in the dusk, who is the companion, Ziweihua vs Ziweilang.

-Bai Juyi's "Knowledge in the Book Province" Wanzhongling Valley is near Jingmen, and Mrs. Guang was born in the village where she grew up. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk.

-Du Fu's "Five Poems of Love" is rocky and the path is very narrow. When I arrived at the temple, the bat was at dusk. When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.

-Han Yu's "Rock" The east wind blows water and the mountains are in the sky. Spring is long and idle. Lovelorn, drunk, drunk in my dream.

Her voice is silent, and her makeup in the evening is incomplete. Lingering in the scene, cherishing Zhu Yan, leaning alone in the dusk? -Li Yu's "Ruan Langgui" has a thin shadow, shallow water and fragrance at dusk.

-Lin Bu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden is full of yellow flowers, haggard and damaged. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence! -Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice".

3. Urgently seeking poems about sunset and dusk, to see the sun, for all his glory for ten times, buried by the coming night.

Lonely smoke in the desert, the sun sets in the long river-Wang Wei, heartbroken people scattering water in the end of the world-Ma Zhiyuan, half river rustling and half river red-Bai Juyi drinks a new song and a glass of wine in the sand song "Yan Shu" in Huanxi. Last year, the weather got old. When will the sunset come back? There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path. How many spring and autumn sounds have been lost when Yang Guan said goodbye to Jun with tears? Looking at Jun Jun all day, I can only see the sunset.

Send Che Ling to Liu Changqing, and from the temple, deep in its tender bamboo, there comes the deep sound of the evening bell. Li He took the sunset, and Qingshan went home alone.

The river beam is worth the rain. In history, there were Yan Yu, Shangguan Shiliang and LAM Raymond, and the sunset was sad. The title of the Green Wave Pavilion is Chen Yuan's eternal hatred of the sunset, and he will pay a short pavilion. The people who boarded Xiasong Ferry in Langshan, Tongzhou, were thin and dark, afraid of the sunset. You will like bamboo new with rain, Qian Qi, a message from my research at the mouth of the valley to review Yang, and the mountains are gentle in the sunset. It was a sunny day, and on the Xu Lake, several boats came back with flutes and drums in the sunset. For the love of the sunset, the land tour in Dongcun wants to return Xiaoli. The sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane and the wild flowers beside Zhuque Bridge by Liu Yuxi are oblique. In the old society, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

4. Look at the sun. Despite his glory, a poem describing dusk and sunset is already a sunset near dusk and a lonely Qi Fei. Autumn water is the same as the sky.

"Preface to Wang Tengting" Sunset in Wang Bo, heartbroken at the end of the world. "Day crystal sand. Qiu Si "Ma Zhiyuan desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.

Wang Wei, seeing the sun, all his glory was buried in the coming night. Leyou Tomb Group Li Shangyin Mountain covers the daytime, and the ocean drains the golden river.

In the Lodge of Herons, Wang Zhihuan is full of water. The article "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River" is long in Wan Li, and long in smoke.

Fan Zhongyan's "The Fisherman's Pride" is full of autumn water, and the sunset is red in summer. Zhao Yi's "The Light of Taihu Lake" is covered with sunset, half river rustling and half river red.

Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang lasts forever, the setting sun is far away, and the water is cool. Li Bai's "Deng Xinping Lou" is full of peach blossoms, and the sunset outside Dianshan Lake is red.

Su's "Wumen" is on the sunset creek bridge, and a half ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow. In Du Mu's "Occasionally Writing Two Questions in Qi 'an County", the setting sun in Pingsha is in the west, and the stars in Gansu are high and low.

The sunset is on the hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Du Fu's Sunset in front of the Independent Buddhist Temple in the Tang Dynasty At dusk, the ground was covered with Sophora japonica and cicadas.

Generally, the heart is always bitter at four o'clock, and the time of heartache is autumn. Spring village Tang Bai Juyi February village garden warm, mulberry Dai Shengfei.

Farmers plow old valleys, and silkworms pray for new clothes. Cattle and horses are far from the wind, and chickens and dolphins are too rare.

At dusk, on the forest road, drums and flutes play for the gods. Looking back at Baijuyi River in Jiangzhou in the Tang Dynasty, I can see the double flower table and know that it is the west gate of Xunyang.

Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk. Wei Zihua Tang Bai Juyi's four views on paper quietness, bell and drum tower engraved with long gaps.

Who is the companion sitting alone at dusk? Wei Zi Flower versus Ziweilang. Last month, the evening tide of Baorong in Tang Dynasty set in Nansha Ming, and the moonlight in autumn covered with sand and snow.

Hydrology is neither smoky nor swaying, and the plain is cold and empty. Sitting alone in Tang Du Fu's sorrow, returning, and carrying a lonely city on crutches.

Rivers converge, the mainland emerges, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the wind is crisp. Cang Ming's service failed, and Zhu Bi lost his life.

Appreciate this yellow bird and throw it at Lin Yu. In the Tang Dynasty, it was dusk in the north of Du Fu Chu Palace, and raindrops were printed in the west of Baidicheng.

Back to the river, over the cliff, back to the clouds and trees, lost the mountain village. Lung disease in old age is just to sit back and relax, and close the door early when you are worried.

Don't stay in the chaos for a long time, the south has no soul.

5. A more positive poem about dusk and sunset. The new moon has given birth to birds and the sun is setting.

(Ray "With Zhou Bangyan")

In the sunset, cows caught terrible light, but it was even more painful to remember that no one was lying on the back of reeds, bringing back western Western jackdaw in pairs.

(Song Shunmin's village residence)

Only it-the old cow who worked hard for a year, fallow on the hillside, chewing grass and bathing in the golden sunset.

(Song Kong Zhong Ping's "Book of Harmony")

Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village.

(off "Random Talk")

Birds are singing in the trees in the valley, and the shadows of mountains are in the village at sunset.

(Zi Kai's Hushanju)

After the rain in the small shop, the mangroves in the remote village fell in the sunset.

(clear; Check Shen Xing's "Chiheyi")

A stream of green water is spring rain, and half the shore is clear and half the sunset.

(Qing Duanmu Guohu's Shawan Square)

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The waterfall drags thousands of rains, and the sunset clears up a peak first.

(The preface is "Mu"

Success or failure has turned empty, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red.

(Shen "Linjiang Xian")

The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even more outside the setting sun (Song Fan Zhongyan's Su Mu Shade)

Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset.

(Wang Song Yucheng's "Journey to the Country")

There is no hate in the setting sun, and talents and beauties are empty and sad.

(Song Chaobuzhi's "Partridge Sky")

It only rains when it is light red, and a few wisps of soft willows are mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone.

(Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha")

Ha ha. It's dusk and sunset. A little sad. It's actually more emotional. Please help yourself.

6. The statement describing dusk in the sky is beautiful and lyrical. In the evening, the sun gathered its dazzling light and turned into a golden CD. The cloudless sky in Wan Li is blue, like a clear sky lake. Slowly, the color is getting stronger and stronger, like the lake is getting deeper and deeper. The towering mountains in the distance, under the setting sun, are painted with a layer of golden yellow, which is particularly magnificent. After a while, the sun smiled and blushed, kissed the hill, and sprayed a red round face to the earth and the sky. This is a beautiful sunset. The sun showed its beauty, jumped happily and disappeared behind the western hills.

2. In the evening, the sunset glow burned the sky red. People come and go on the beach by the sea. Some people are swimming, some are picking up shells, some are playing, and the laughter is as high as the waves. The cool sea water washes away people's fatigue and heat, making people feel relaxed and refreshed.

At this time, the sun's face is bright red, and its light seems to have been taken away by someone. It is no longer dazzling, but very soft and bright. It slowly retreated to the west, as gentle and quiet as a beautiful girl.

4. Bring into fairyland; The forest in the community seems to be covered with a layer of faint oil, which is even more green and attractive. The river flowing along the end of the community has a different feeling at this time, quiet and warm.

5. Overlooking the dusk of the town, it's like a golden moon falling into the Tianhe River and kissing the hometown village. From time to time, several dogs bark and bark from the village where the smoke is curling, as if it were a distant and hazy dream.

6. At dusk, the light sprinkled on the river by the sunset, like many gold needles and silver wires, swayed with the water waves.

7. At dusk, a crescent moon rises quietly, and around it, there are several stars with faint light.

8. The road is long, and it's Xiu Yuan. The sun is setting, the mountain road is full of red, and snowflakes are falling. With our laughter, beautiful pictures are constantly fixed in front of us. I like to carry your bag and hold your hand forever.

Every evening, there are thick clouds in the sky. The sunset can only be blown into crimson clouds with a little gap, just like a fish in a rough sea, occasionally rolling golden scales. Huo Yan's Fourteen Records of Lushan Mountain

10, the twilight has blurred, and the sky full of sunset clouds gradually becomes dim and colorless.

1 1, the sun sets slowly, and the sky is full of red clouds, like a goddess leaving a red skirt.

12, the sunset has been suspended in mid-air, just like a disk. It shines on people's faces, and people's faces seem to be plated with gold; It shines on the water, and the river floats like gold, as if it were a magical little star shining; It shines on the green trees, and the green trees seem to be painted with oil, which makes them greener.

7. Describe the spring grievances of ancient poetry at dusk (sunset)

The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

join the army

The bonfire is in the west of the city 100 feet, and you sit alone in the sea breeze and autumn at dusk.

Guan Shanyue, who plays Qiangdi, is not worried about the golden boy Wan Li.

Give one of two songs on behalf of others.

Upstairs, I want to rest at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook.

Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.

Leyouyuan scenic spot

With the shadow of dusk in my heart, I drove forward in the grave of my friends;

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Yamagata Xiaomei

All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of the small garden.

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.

Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden urn.

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Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.

Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.

A butterfly in love with flowers

There are weeping willows outside the building,

Want to be young, stay less in spring, let's go.

Wandering catkins in the wind,

Follow the spring and see where to go.

Green mountains and green waters smell Du Yu,

He is heartless, and Mo Ye is miserable.

Send wine to Chunchun Silence,

It rained at dusk.

Give birth to a son Yuanxi

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower market is brightly lit. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

8. Leyou Tombs, a poem describing the sunset at dusk-Li Shangyin.

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

Wang Wei, Ambassador to the Frontier

Bike wants to ask,

A vassal state has lived too long.

Sweat plug,

Return to the wild goose and enter the tiger field

The desert is lonely and straight,

Long rivers set the yen.

Xiao Guan rides every time,

They are all in Ran Yan.

Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.

On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si-Ma Zhiyuan

Old vines, old trees, faint crows

Small bridges and flowing water.

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

9.80 points urgently ask for poems about dusk and sunset and their translation, thanks to the old vine and the faint crow.

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The first sentence, "The withered vine and the old tree are crying", is a sad and vicissitudes picture with a sense of life. A withered vine, an old tree and a faint crow bring readers into a sad mood. A shriveled, innuendo shriveled life; An old man alludes to vicissitudes of life; One is confused, four are confused and depressed. Together, bring readers into the realm of the author's imagination.

On the surface, the second sentence "small bridge flowing water" seems to have changed a scene in the journey, which is really a nostalgia for the good times of life. A small bridge, a flowing water, a family and three kinds of scenery write the warmth and yearning for the family. This sentence expresses the author's pursuit of a better life, but he can't get it all his life.

There is no traveler himself in the first two sentences, but the description of the scenery along the way causes passers-by to think about their own lives.

The sentence "The old road is thin and the west wind is thin" is written by a person walking alone on a lonely road. Thin words write the distance of the road, so the horse is thin. The word "ancient road and west wind" coincides with a thin word. The ancient road, the sorrow of the road; West wind, lonely road. This sentence is about the journey and also about life. I wrote the author's heart of returning to thinking, but the thin word also wrote that I don't know where the road to life is.

The last sentence "Sunset sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world" expresses the picture that the sunset is about to set on the horizon, and a pedestrian riding a horse is on the road alone in the distance, but it is far away and I don't know where to go. As the sun sets, time is running out to write about the dusk of life. Broken-hearted people write down the sadness in their lives. Tianya, far away from home, thinking about falling leaves and returning to their roots is an impossible road.