A poem describing melancholy mood

1, recalling Qin E, hurting to leave? Song Dynasty: He Menggui

Sad parting. Jiangnan goose is dumb. Music and books are absolutely unique. Two lines of beads and tears, an inch of intestines and a thousand knots. ?

I remember the Mid-Autumn Festival sadly. This year is still the same as the year before. A few years ago. I know tonight, the full moon is missing.

For the sadness of parting, the geese in Jiangnan can't hear your voice. When the news broke, I was depressed and shed tears. Think of the previous Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is the same as today. At that time, we were not separated, but today, the moon is full and we are incomplete.

2. Is the East Wind in Yulou Spring heartless again? Song: Yan

Dongfeng also made a ruthless calculation, and the beautiful safflower was blown off the ground by it. The bead curtain of the brothel bead curtain hides the improvement and dodge of falling flowers, as if spring had been hurt again on this day.

Who knows that improper management in late spring, mountains and rivers, how many spring tears. Jinbei wine, at the moment, only wants to drink deeply, and wants to see it. Life is alive, youth is short, how much happiness there is, and how much intoxication there is!

The east wind is ruthless, and the delicate safflower is blown to the ground by it. The bead curtain on the brothel penetrates into the fallen flowers, and the shadow can't cover up the scattered worries, just like last year and today, which hurts spring. Who knows how many mountains I have climbed and how many tears I have shed in the face of the water everywhere, even though I have taken care of the residual red in late spring by mistake. The golden cup of wine, at the moment, only asks for a cup of deep pain, looking straight at the fallen flowers, life is alive, youth is short, how much joy, and how many times you can be intoxicated!

3, reduce the word magnolia, feel sad and leave? Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Sad to leave your arms, you will get old with feelings. How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves.

On the shore of the boat, maple leaves hang in autumn. When you think about your previous happiness, you must have thought of the world, not a dream.

It's sad to leave people's arms. If God has feelings, he will grow old by leaving. Sometimes it's as slender as a light silk but lingering, and sometimes it comes to mind like waves. A boat by the lake is moored on the shore, and maple leaves and reed flowers are shivering in the autumn wind, which forms a sharp contrast between the joy of the past and reality. The joy of meeting is gone forever, unless we meet in a dream.

4. Dreaming of Jiangnan, a faint crow? Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Who does Xiao Li hate? The snow suddenly turned over the fragrant pavilion, and the breeze blew the bottle of plum, and the heart turned to dust.

The crow flew across the sky, but she was full of resentment and independent in the breeze. At present, snowflakes are fluttering, such as catkins scattered in the Champs-Elysees. The evening breeze gently blows the cold plum in the bottle. At this moment, my heart burns to ashes, and my heart is cold.

5. Point your lips and be sad? Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan

Liao He returned, and his hometown was a little sad. Don't send inch books. Fish waves are thousands of miles away

With peach roots, pour out desolation. Trouble is endless. Old clothes. There are still tears in the east gate.

I am like "Liaodong Crane". After years away, I finally came back. How many places in this familiar and unfamiliar hometown can evoke my sadness and tears. It is said that fish can pass books, but Jiang Bo's empty words come from thousands of miles away, and we haven't passed a letter in these years.

Now that things have changed, I can only convey my sad feelings through her sister. I don't know where this sadness ends. I only remember: on the sleeves of the old days, there were tears she shed when she said goodbye to me at the East Gate.