The complete works of melancholy poetry

1. How much sadness can a poem describing melancholy ask you? Like a river flowing eastward.

-Li Yu's Young Beauty

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

-Li Bai's "Shu Yun, Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Book"

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

-Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and I plan to go boating. I am afraid that Shuangxi can't move, and I have a lot of worries.

-Li Qingzhao's Spring in Wuling

White hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow is like a long person.

-Li Bai's Song of Autumn Pu

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.

-Qin Guan's "Huanxisha"

Ah, the ship goes around the sun and the moon, and the dream is broken, only the bronze mirror, and the blushing face is gone. Spring goes and spring comes, and there are thousands of worries like the sea.

-Qin Guan's "Thousand Years"

Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.

-Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"

Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.

-Li Yu's "Hui Huan"

Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the building, fall in love with the building, and say that sorrow adds new poetry. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn!

-Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"

If you ask how much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

-He Zhu's Jade Case

No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it. Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.

-Chen Ziang is on the Youzhou Tower.

The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.

-Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

-Yan Shu's "The Recent Flowers"

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

-Yan Shu's "The Recent Flowers"

Flowers fall on the rustling river, and the play leaves sorrow. Half a stick will die, two lines of tears, a boat.

-Zhang Xiaoxiang's Charming Eyes

But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.

Cui Hao

High-rise buildings in Yue Ming are exclusive. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

—— Fan Zhongyan

Don't lean on the bar alone, it is infinite. It's easier to see when it's not.

-Li Yu

The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further.

-Li Yu

Sunset towers overlap on the mountain, which can't reach more than half of leisure troubles.

-Zhao Wei

Please measure the water in the East China Sea to see the shallow sorrow.

-Li Wei

Every time I climb a mountain near the water, I have a lifetime of worries. I am silent for a long time, but I go downstairs again.

-Liu Yong

Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.

-Liu Yong

2. The famous sentences describing melancholy are constantly deleted, and the reason is still confusion, which is parting sadness. -Li Yu's "Wu Fengqi" is intended to paint a drunken picture and treat wine as a song, which is strong and tasteless. -Liu Yong's "Butterfly Lovers" does not scatter the soul, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers" wants to rest, but it is cold, it is a good autumn! Xin Qiji's Ugly Slave, but it's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, so we will know who we will be with. Ouyang Xiu's Langtaosha makes us look for a single pillow dream, but the dream is not lit. Ouyang Xiu's Yulouchun is full of geese in the clouds, fish in the water, and it's hard to send. Yan Shu's Qingpingle is not only in tune with the previous rhyme, but also in harmony. Stop complaining-people in Feng Yansi's Yu Meiren hate the water growing eastward-Li Yu's Night Cry asks how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward-Li Yu's Yu Meiren is like spring grass, which is still alive-Li Yu's Qingpingle hates this life, drifting away and adding an afterlife. .. and find a gentleman and pool. In the last spring, flowers are like snow-Su Shi's "Man Jiang Hong" has lost its fragrance, and its feelings are evil, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall-Li Qingzhao's "Qin Yi E"

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3. Poems about melancholy are full of leisure worries, such as a puff of tobacco, the wind in the city and the yellow rain of plums. (He Zhangzhi)

Ask yourself how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. (Li Yu)

If you keep cutting, you will be confused. This is a parting from sadness. It's not a taste in my heart. (Li Yu)

Cochineal tears, when drunk, when heavy, natural people grow up and hate water. (Li Yu)

Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. When you go further, it is still alive. (Li Yu)

One lovesickness, two worries, just for frowning, but for caring (Li Qingzhao)

It's autumn. Let's have some sad autumn poems.

Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. Where will you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. (liuyong)

Wan Li, a frequent visitor to his sad autumn, climbed to this height alone with my hundred years of sorrow. (Du Fu)

Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder whose house Qiu Si will fall into. (Wang Jian)

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost. (Cao pi)

4. Poems that describe melancholy, but I don't see the goose feet in my hometown books, and I see the crescent moon spitting moths and eyebrows. (Wei)

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide (Don Zhang Xu Ruo)

The spring and autumn seasons are full, Xia Yun has many strange peaks, the autumn moon is bright, and the winter ridge is lonely and loose.

(Tao Jinyuan Ming)

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. (Tang Lihe)

At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. (Song Yan Dao Ji)

Dongting autumn moon was born in the lake, layers of which are like molten gold. (Tang Liu Yuxi)

* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. (Don Bai Juyi)

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Life goes on from generation to generation,

Jiang Yue is just about the same every year.

(Don Zhang Xuruo)

Three seas swallow the moon, and the Great Wall locks the mountains. (Qing Xiaoshi)

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! (Don Du Fu)

Plum blossom snow, pear blossom moon, total acacia. Naturally, spring comes before you know it.

(Zhang Qing Yan Hui)

The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely (Tang Du Fu)

The breeze and bright moon are priceless, and there is love near the mountains and far away from the water. (Liang Qing Zhang Ju)

The new moon, like a beautiful woman, began to paint on the sea. (stone)

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. -Zhang Jiuling

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -Li Bai

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai

Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. -Meng Haoran

5. Lu You, a melancholy ancient poem.

Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!

Li Qingzhao, the author of Song Ci in the 1970s, searched for the content, which was cold and lonely, sad and miserable. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you go against him when the wind is urgent and the rain is urgent? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are all over the ground, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? How can it be dark when you are alone by the window? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Liu Yong's Lin Yuling

Cold and sad,

Yes, Changting is late,

The shower began to stop.

Everyone drinks without emotion,

Nostalgia,

The blue boat was destroyed.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears,

I was speechless and choked up.

Think about it, traveling thousands of miles,

Twilight sank into the sky.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times,

What's more, it is as cold as Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Where to wake up tonight,

Yang Liuan,

Night breeze and waning moon.

Over the years,

It should be a good time and a good scene.

There are thousands of customs,

Talk to who?

Li Shangyin's Sunset Tower

There are always many twists and turns in a person's life. It is like trying to climb a very high tower, only to find that a higher floor is still ahead.

I want to ask where Gu Hong is going, but I don't know his life experience.

White hair, three thousands of feet, long sorrow-Tang Li Bai>

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it off with our swords, we will raise our glasses to drown our sorrows-Li Bai>

How much leisure, a stream of smoke, the wind in the city, plum yellow rain. (He Zhangzhi)

Ask yourself how much sadness you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. (Li Yu)

If you keep cutting, you will be confused. This is a parting from sadness. It's not a taste in my heart. (Li Yu)

Cochineal tears, when drunk, when heavy, natural people grow up and hate water. (Li Yu)

Stay away from hatred like grass in spring. When you go further, it is still alive. (Li Yu)

One lovesickness, two worries, just for frowning, but for caring (Li Qingzhao)

Wan Li, a frequent visitor to his sad autumn, climbed to this height alone with my hundred years of sorrow. (Du Fu)

The moon is full of hope tonight, and I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. (The author forgot.

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost.

6. What poems describe melancholy? 1. The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the mind is refreshed and the golden beast disappears. -Interpretation of Song Dynasty's "Drunken Flower Yin, Thick Fog, Clouds and Sorrow" by Li Qingzhao: The fog is full, the clouds are thick, the sun is stuffy, and the borneol in the golden beast incense burner is dazzling.

2. The threshold chrysanthemum is sad, the smoke is blue, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. -Interpretation of Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves, Threshold Chrysanthemum, Blue Tears of Sorrow" in the Song Dynasty: The chrysanthemums outside the railing in the morning are covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seems to be crying dew.

It is hard to see the mountains in spring, and the past is thrilling and makes people cry. Four million Taiwan Province compatriots burst into tears. Today last year, the day when the motherland was ceded! -Qing Qiu's interpretation of "Spring Sorrow": Spring Sorrow is hard to send, so it's hard to cheer up and look at the mountains in the distance. The past was shocking and tears streamed down my face.

4. The flowers behind the door are like spring, and when the window culvert wakes up. -Interpretation of the stone statue "Li Sao" in the Song Dynasty: Spring flowers are brilliant and red, and tears are undercurrent at the door; The waning moon is full of windows in the middle of the night, and the wine wakes up and stays alone for a long time.

5. Sad clouds hate rain, and spring wax urges them. -Interpretation of Song Liuyong's "Returning to the Chaohuan, Boat on the Other Side 32": The clouds hate the rain, and they are attached to the two places like silk thread.

6. Go to Mochow Hall, where the fun will last all night. -Interpretation of Li Shangyin's Untitled, Heavy and Deep Down Mochow Hall in the Tang Dynasty: I live alone in Mochow Hall; Sleeping alone makes me feel the quiet night is long.

7. How can we avoid the sadness and hatred of life? What is the limit of ecstasy? -Interpretation of "How can I avoid the sadness and hate of life by midnight song" by Li Yu in the Five Dynasties: How can I avoid the sadness and hate of life? Only I am sad!

8. Night sorrow on the river, partridges in the mountains. -Interpretation of Song Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man at the Mouth of Shujiang River": As the sun sets, I am full of sadness and hear the chirping of partridges in the mountains.

9. Who does Zero Tears belong to? The crow sighed. -Interpretation of Shen Yue's Night Song in the Northern and Southern Dynasties: Who can I tell if I can't stop crying? I can only listen to the cock crow and let out a sigh.

10. rainy days are full of cold worries, which can be returned to apricot flowers. Last year, the barrel was high and light. -Interpretation of Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha Chao Fuyu is invincible in cold"; This continuous rain is like constant sadness. I vaguely remember that last year we went to the apricot garden to play, and we climbed the branches together to pick flowers, which was lightest and neatest than anyone else.

7. Melancholy poem "Raise a glass to dispel your worries" (Li Bai's poem). In Li Shangyin's poem "Giving for others", there is a poem about melancholy Yan Shu's "Huanxi Yarn": a new word, a glass of wine. Last year, the weather was getting old and the sun was setting, so I had no choice but to spend it and come back, which seemed like deja vu.

Wandering alone in the fragrant path of the small garden-. - .

Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). The Chu people want to hear Yao's resentment. At midnight in Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God"), the mountain temple searched for laurel seeds in the middle of the month, and the county pavilion watched the tide on the pillow. When I revisit my old place (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"), I hate it when I think about it until I return.

In the Ming dynasty, people leaned against the building (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc") wanted to be at dusk. When they are bored and leaning against the door alone (Bodhisattva Man in the text), they are all there. When they were heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (A Dream in the South of the Yangtze River) had not come home, and they must be heartbroken when they got home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man). Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Brothers"). Don't cry. Talk a lot (Niu Xiji's "Life is Wrong"), and you are still in love.

In retrospect, when I remembered the green silk dress, I felt sorry for the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's Tea Son) and made a thousand wishes in front of the pillow. I want to have a rest and wait for Lan Qingshan to let her husband come back early, but I am deeply interested in looking back at Li Qingyun. Heritage is a double emerald.

Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi). He often gets sick and drinks before sunrise. It is sad to leave Zhu Yan thin in the mirror (how many tears there are in Feng Yansi's Magpie Tread, leaning on it (Jing Li's Spread Huanxisha). I don't have a taste in my heart (Li Yu's Night Cry). How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward (Li Yu's Young Beauty), you can't rely on the fence alone, and it is infinite. It's easy to see when it's difficult.

Spring water has come out, and the slave of heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha") is hard to come out, so you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man) After the lonely people in other places dispersed, I looked at the residual smoke in a daze.

The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") For my heart and yours, I knew I remembered each other deeply (Gu Wei's "Confessions"). When does the green grass stop? Tears and sorrow have been broken first (Qian's "Yu Lou Chun"). Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun). The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns homesick tears (Fan Zhongyan's Sumugai). Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people grow thousands of miles (Fan Zhongyan's "Forbidden City" tears have not yet arrived.

The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Everyone has come to this matter, and there is no intention to avoid it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing"). When will Chunchun go back? Looking in the mirror at night hurts the scenery. In the later period of the past, there was no choice but to remember the flowers in the province (Zhang Xian's Fairy). As if I had met Yan and returned, the small garden incense trail wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"). I don't know if the bright moon will stay, but I will wear Zhu Hu (Yan Shu's butterfly lovers) to send a marker ruler. The mountains are long and the water is wide, and I don't know where (Yan Shu's) is. "

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Jade Home is Spring") March is coming.

It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian). The sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"), and tears are sprinkled on tourists. I hate the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu's Picking Mulberries) rushing by.

This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha") First sent to the spring, and then sent to the monarch.

To catch up with spring in the south of the Yangtze River, you must stay in spring (Wang Guan's "Bu Operator"), and Swift Qi Fei (Yan's "Linjiang Xian"). If you are afraid of meeting each other, it will be like a dream (Yan's "Partridge Sky"). If you go to bed late, you will never forget it. Then you will be heartless and heartbroken (Yan's Nanxiangzi) and take care of each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears (Su Shi's Jiangchengzi). From a fine point of view, it is not a young flower, but a little tear (Su Shi's Water) that makes people lonely and refuses to live. Cold branches of solitary sandbar (Su Shi's "Bu Operator") are blown by small willow cotton, and there is no fragrant grass in the world (Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua"). A broken soul is nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand). Considering that only dreams come and go, I am even more afraid. Jiang Du (Looking at Jiangdong by Huang Tingjian) is the most important. He has a crush on heartbroken (Mudd Duck by Chao Yuanli) and is always willing to go with him (Mudd Duck by Chao Yuanli). Thin ("Rain Ring" in Chao Yuanli) Meiying is thin, and the ice melts and the east wind changes years ("Looking at the Sea Tide" by Qin Guan). If the relationship lasts for a long time, why don't you get along with each other (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xian") and hate you for a long time, then take a break (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi"). There are tears on the sleeves (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan), and cardamom has old grievances. Ten-year dream is just a glimpse (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan). Clouds are light and the wind is light, and it rains in succession.

With laziness, Dongfeng tears (Wang Shen's Memories of Time Past) ruined his life, and only a few evenings passed (Zhao Lingzhi's Qing Ping Le). How much leisure is there? Yichuan smoke, full of wind, plum rain (He Zhu's "Jade Case") was originally planted on the grass, showing early, and the old building was new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and watching tears, I was speechless and sobbed (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling).

8. Write melancholy poems, full of leisure worries, such as A wisp of tobacco, Storm of the City, and Yellow Rain of Plums.

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

If you keep cutting, you will be confused. It's sadness. It's the smell in your heart.

When you are drunk, you should be heavy. Natural people hate water when they grow up.

Stay away from hatred like grass in spring, go further and live better.

One is lovesickness, and the other is idleness, just to frown, but to mind.

Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn festival. Where will you wake up tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu.

Wan Li, a frequent visitor in autumn, climbed to this height alone with my hundred years of sadness.

The moon is full of hope tonight, and I don't know whose home Qiu Si will stay.

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost.