Poetry or classical Chinese that expresses a sense of loss.

1. Poems expressing feelings of loss can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold! Don Du Qiuniang's The Lich

The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"

If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang Sheng's Chitose

Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos. It's sadness. It's not just the general taste.

It's even more unhappy to drown one's sorrows by drinking.

Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up.

Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. Republic of China; liang qichao

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

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

2. Poems expressing lost feelings are intended to drift with the tide.

Running water has no intention of falling flowers.

I can't do anything, but I feel familiar with Yan's return, and a person is wandering in the small garden.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Hualin withered the spring red and hurried, but the tide came cold and the rain came late.

I compare my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?

Destiny meets, no chance to meet, the ends of the earth, I hope to remember each other; I was lucky enough to know each other, but I was not together. Things have changed, the bright moon is in the sky, and it will last forever.

How can I help you? Thank you!

3. How to express my lost feelings in classical Chinese? My heart failed to realize my wish. I was deeply hurt, the beautiful scenery was not beautiful, time stopped, and everything stopped because of my injury.

Other classical Chinese writings about "loss":

Bored as a dragon leaving the island, anxious as a tiger trapped in a barren field, sad autumn Song Yu tears. At the beginning of Jiang Yan's writing, Xiang Yu hated no boat. Gaozu Xingyang suffered

In times of crisis, Zhao Guan and Wu Xiang were worried about frying, and Cao Gong was on fire at Chibi. From the stage of Li Ling, Su Wu lived in seclusion.

What are the ways to deal with lost sentences?

1. If you think of being in a bad mood, you are in a bad mood. Don't think about it. If you're still thinking about it, keep yourself busy and let yourself go.

Think about it in your spare time, let yourself live every minute to the fullest, and don't fall in love with bed when you wake up in the morning. Get up when you wake up and get busy.

Come on, open the window, breathe the fresh air in the morning, relax yourself and imagine yourself as a happy little angel. ...

2. Move some key joints and muscles of the body. When doing it, the speed should be even and slow, and the action does not need to have a certain format.

As long as you feel the joints relax and the muscles relax.

3. Pay attention to some daily items. For example, look at a flower, a little candlelight or anything soft and beautiful.

Lucy, observe its nuances carefully. Light some spices and gently suck its fragrance.

4. Do some favorite activities that have nothing to do with the current specific matters. For example, swimming, taking a hot bath, shopping and listening to music.

Music, watching TV, etc.

Look at the world with your heart. Not everyone in this world is going well. It depends on how you solve it yourself, such as walking.

When you are beaten, others apologize to you. Sometimes you still feel angry, but you didn't expect the person who hit you to be even more upset.

If you are still uncomfortable, think about the sentence "Happy is also a day, unhappy is also a day, why not be happy every day".

6. Choose a place where the air is fresh, the surroundings are quiet, the light is soft, there is no interference, and you can move freely and shoot your own feelings.

More comfortable posture, standing, sitting or lying down.

7. Take a deep breath, inhale slowly and exhale slowly, and say "relax" in your mind every time you exhale.

8. Close your eyes and try to imagine some quiet and beautiful scenery, such as blue sea water, golden beaches, white clouds and mountains.

Mountains and rivers, etc.

9. Life is easy, life is easy, but life is not easy. Don't worry, there are almost many people like you in this society, but they are all very happy.

Living, not everyone can succeed, as long as you work hard at everything and take life seriously, as long as you take it seriously.

Stay every day, no matter what your life is like, I believe it is beautiful. Come on!

4. Find a poem to express your lost feelings. Changle slope gives people a sad word. In the Tang Dynasty, pedestrians were divided into north and south roads, and the flowing water met the fishing ditch.

I hate leaving the slope all day long, and Changle's fame is a long worry. One is that Cao Yemeng was as anxious as water and his white hair was as new as grass in the Tang Dynasty.

Look forward to the solstice of spring and give it back to others. Secondly, I am worried about the short grass and bright mountains and moons in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty.

That night, I woke up and the roof was crying. Thirdly, I'm worried that the temples in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty haven't been born yet. They are like the hair in the city.

Look at Linchuan, you can't swim in the water. Two sad poems on the river: on the river, Weng opens the door and breaks the grass to open the door.

I only worry about my children, but I don't feel old. The grass by the river has withered stems and leaves.

That would be great. There is no cold wave every night. I'm worried that Tang Cui will be uprooted in September and grass will fly on three sides.

Dust horses change color, frost and snow swords make clothes. On a cloudy night, I am riding home by the book post.

Yin Qinfeng is upstairs, still waiting for Chunhui. Worrying about Du Fu and Cao Jiang in the Tang Dynasty is called worrying about one's life every day. Martial arts is not a common thing.

The vortex heron is at the bottom of the bath, and the solitary flowers are distinct. Ten years of military darkness, foreign guests are old and lonely.

Whether Qinshan Mountain in Weishui can see or not will make people sick. It is even more important to worry about sitting in the vulgar field of Du Fu's Gao Zhai in the Tang Dynasty.

In October, the mountains are cold and heavy, and the lonely city is faint. There are many kinds, left bear.

I ran in fear all day and didn't dare to talk about the return date. I'm worried that the gathering and dispersion of Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty is intangible, and the ileum is self-shaped.

You can't stay in ancient and modern times, and you can't live without it. General Lu thought that the autumn was far away.

Who is more haggard, crying Qin Jing? Worry about Tang Du Fu's humble shed as a household. Jiangtong Goddess Pavilion is separated from Wangxiangtai.

Gradually cherish the old face, no siblings came. War and human affairs, looking back is sad.

In spring, Tang Hancong, the golden sun flew away, the Jade Rabbit left, and the Green Temple remained forever. Qin E's sixteen words are like a string. He didn't solve the problem of being greedy for flowers and cherishing willows.

Wu Yuling geese have no news, and the water vows to grow green. I advise you not to go for a spring outing when you are young. Warm wind is thicker than wine when you are late.

On a rainy night, the Purple Pole Palace in Changsha sat alone in the Tang Dynasty, sitting in a deserted study, and the cave palace was heavy. Spring lanterns are accompanied by meditation, and the night rain is deeper.

The poor man doesn't know what will happen in the future. Right and wrong are at this time. Habitat destroyed his lifelong ambition, and when he hugged his knees, he sang for Fu Liang.

Li Chongsi, who was worried about the Tang Dynasty alone, heard that Chengdu wine could be had without money. I don't know how many fights it takes to sell it.

Two Poems of Hakka Sorrow in Tang Dynasty: Hakkas' Sorrow about the willow color is getting deeper and deeper every day. The rippling spring breeze, who knows that the calendar is chaotic.

The guest is worried about the willow color, and the spring day is long. By sending running water to Hunan, he continued to enter the emperor's hometown.

Li Tingbi, a sad poem in the Tang Dynasty, is hard to send and stay, and it's all over. Pan Yue worried about the silk in his temple, and he frowned sadly.

Long poems ride empty, and the sound of geese is far away. Many lovesickness don't meet, and wine awakens the moon like a hook.

Disappointed about the rain, send money to the doctor, Tang 60 thousand accumulated rain in succession, regardless of hunger and cold. Take care of your clothes, look at your elbows, and look in the mirror for words.

Nine mud seas, wet clouds in Qian Shan. Dragon Bell drives Money Festival, thinking of you everywhere.

"Spring Sorrow in the Tang Dynasty" Meng Jiao's spring objects are different from those when the sorrowful guests meet. So flowers leave new branches, and new tears fall on old clothes.

Lonely at dusk, floating and sinking together. Jiao, who was sad alone, was still far away the day before yesterday, and yesterday was white-haired.

Want to know how Wan Li feels, just stay in bed for half a month. I am always afraid of insects singing, which makes my grass rest.

The melancholy songs of Shi Jianwu's singers in the Tang Dynasty are endless, and people's melancholy is also increasing day by day. Empty the post and pick the unintentional lamp.

Worrying about Zhuang avoids worrying again, and it is unforgettable. Sit in your heart at night and frost your temples.

No childe dream, partial into the traveler's intestines. Excuse me, Gao Xuanke, where is the land of drunkenness? In spring, Wei Zhuang, who was worried about books, was hurt, and his hatred for it grew longer in spring.

Dew touched the tears of Hunan bamboo, and the flowers fell more and more beautifully. Sleep with fear and dreams and relax.

* * * People don't arrive, and the month will not leave. Chunchouzhuang's own spring worries are killing his soul, and he can't bear to miss his grandson.

The falling flowers are silent and the rain is hazy, and no one in the deep courtyard leans against the door alone. Huangzhou evening sorrow Tang Xiangsi Zhuo Ling tears, overlapping from the west.

Even if it is cold at night, it can't be opened without warmth in spring. If there is no landing plan, it is advisable to give up Jichuan materials.

I would like to send it to the sky, and the wind will return to Wan Li. Worried about the long night in Tang Xu, he felt that his voice was late and often sang with his eyebrows.

The yellow leaves fall to urge the anvil to set the sun, and Zigui breaks his dream when he cries. Fei Ming went to cry a thousand lines of tears, and Cai Yan came back to comb her temples.

The Four Nobles cannot be recruited into the mountains, and the homeless are the most vulnerable. Tang threw mud, which caused deep sorrow.

Mo Yan's guests have no worries, but they must know how to worry and be sad. In Yu in the Tang Dynasty, Zhu Si worried about falling leaves and sang to herself.

Don't hate people who have no friends, but cultivate their nature and throw them into the sea. There is a sound outside the old man's car door, and there are many Taoist scrolls in front of the pillow.

Cloth will eventually become a passer-by, and green water and green mountains will eventually pass. Jiangling sent thousands of maple leaves to Antang in Xuan Ji, and the river bridge was hidden by sunset sails.

Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.

5. Poems describing emotional loss:

1, listening to the horn for no reason, the pillow is red and thin. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, the north wind blows away the snow for three nights"

2. The crow flies away at dusk, and a flower shadow sends it to dusk. -Brahmanism in Xia Wanchun, spring night.

3. Red-violet is too drunk for Bai Niao to speak. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Goose Lake is Ill"

4. Cherish Zhu Yan in the scenery, and lean on dusk alone. -Li Yu's Twelve Brothers of Ruan Langgui and Zheng Wang

5. Fangfei shoes. The garden is broken and sad. -Xiang Ziyin "Qin Louyue Fangfei Evil"