Poems about repentance and reform (what poems describe repentance and reform)

1. What is the poem describing "repent and turn over a new leaf"? 1. Lyrics of a cold woman

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

When you were dressed yesterday, you worked hard with my concubine.

As soon as I worship the five senses, I beg the girl in Handan.

I want to resign from you. Your heart belongs to someone else.

When I read this book, I cried bitterly.

I remember when I married you, I never had a happy night.

It's not that my concubine is incomparable, it's that your wife works hard.

Get up and jump hard, you'll hate it.

Next time, I will resign from you and regret it.

2. "Rich songs"

Year: Tang author:

Painting algae and carving mountains, resplendent and magnificent, Yuanyang overlapping, sleeping in fine fog. The drunken spring court in the pearl shadow,

Save Dai Song in the Red Movie. If you don't change your mind, you will pay crimson twips.

Live flowers and dance at night, spring comes, and wax flames shine in the sky. Snow warms Yao cup, phoenix melts,

Red elephants have thin scarlet lips. The stars move in the air, and the fire city holds the meeting.

Cars are like thunder and Ma Rulong, ghosts and gods dare not harm them. The sword crown is heavy, and it is worn around.

Stepping into Tianmen is really killing. It is a crime to open your mouth for a long time and look back.

Dragon Palace pearls are poor, scraping people's backs. Nine, the field refers to the heart,

Weaver's fist is not fast enough. It is said that the Duke of Zhou is the son of heaven and rich in the world.

It is regrettable to despise arrogance and extravagance. The red brocade is broken and the coral tree is broken. So far, I have laughed at Shi Wang Chong Kai.

3. "It's hard to change"

Year: Song Author: Wen Tianxiang

Among the veterans, they changed their minds and called for danger in a hurry.

If you let grandma really make a hullabaloo about, you will regret it.

4. jealous media

Year: Tang Author: Han Wo

The bridal chamber is hidden deep, and the lying oolong is envied by the media. Good birds cannot compete with each other,

Why is a different China more important? It's hard to stay, but I'm afraid I'll fly away. I'll see you as soon as I come with an urgent telegram.

Most of them regret it because they have taken too many precautions. I guess it is deeply due to translation. Wax carving in spring night is too short.

I hate singing and screaming. You have to laugh at Chu Xiangxian's subtlety, and the Japanese and Chinese leaders are the only ones.

5. Cai Zhi

Year: Song Author:

Climb the mountain behind the house in the morning and pick the cheese on the mountain.

Poor scattered rain, dripping on my clothes.

The surplus basket is quite aboveboard, and I am very satisfied.

When the young man saw me coming, he clapped his hands and smiled.

Thin people actually kill people and wander around.

Thick people can't be light and have enough food.

I feel the boy's words and sigh into ripples.

In ancient times, people used to read strange things with books.

I took it by mistake and regretted it.

Is to understand the wisdom of the ancients, not like a boy's delusion.

2. There is a poem about "repentance" and "knowing mistakes".

It's really hard to find (1). When is the spring flower and autumn moon? When is the spring flower and autumn moon? What do you know about the past?

The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Chai Feng Lu you red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine.

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.

A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.

Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.

Mo, Mo, Mo! Confessions [Poet] I pray to God to save the purity of my soul. Confession-Inscription: As the night falls.

The smell of black enveloped the whole earth. It's getting thinner. You howl like a wolf in the cold palace of years. You forgot your last name. You forget that you are a poet. You forget the days when you sang for life. You are lonely.

Loneliness is getting deeper and deeper. to the bone

Pale breath. Weaker and weaker, you start or end thinking, you start or end remembering, and you mumble like a child.

At a loss, two humans. Your birth has no reason or root in your death.

In the same way, God said: History is not used to ask questions and answer the past. Even if it is vivid, human beings are used to forgetting the floating meaning far or near. There is no doubt that the three demons will only hide behind you and make fun of your words. When the blood freezes, the cold behavior gives you a knife to solve it.

The weather is getting colder. There is no reason to choose death, no reason to choose life, and no reason to repent.

Redeem the soul, soul loneliness is just a white silk at any time. Let yourself solve it. Don't cry.

Listen to me (I am your God). I long for a pure soul. You know: when death comes, it is an ugly and evil sin. Will be baptized again. My poet-I prayed to God to save the purity of my soul.

Confession (2002/ 10/ 16/23:29) Confession II [Child] Your birth. Grow up.

Or death. It's just a game of fate.

-Sign the child. Dolls of both sexes.

Your birth was doomed to be a mistake. No love.

No hatred. Eager.

Cheating. From love to hate.

Black shoots are wrapped in selfishness, ruthlessness and curse. The ugly embryo hides inferiority, rebellion and cunning.

Destiny's child has given you an extraordinary life. Wild morning glory.

Over the mountains, through the vicissitudes of life. When your tears are all over the earth.

Wake up. Lost souls.

When you don't get what you deserve. Like a ghost wandering around the world.

When you get what others can't. or ...

Before becoming a poet. After becoming a poet.

Or ... keep thinking.

Keep asking questions. Keep fighting.

It's twisted. Roll.

High-profile undercurrent surging.

Give it to him. Loneliness.

Despair. low key

Pain. Give it to him.

Devil or God. They also care about you with eager eyes.

Only you don't know what love is. What is hate?

Even if they form in your mind or end prematurely. Born.

Death. you

Like a leaf. Cute and naive.

Dependence or withering of life. It's too simple, there is no definite answer.

Your birth. Grow up.

Or death. It's just a game of fate.

(2002/10/17/20: 21) Confession 3 [Valentine's Seal] Ripe cherry. After being kissed by you, I spit out new buds ...-Inscription [1] The darling of love.

The sun in your hand. Like a pearl shining alone in the dark.

You said to give it to the person you love the most. Not Helen.

Venus. Or Daphne [1].

This is the cherry in your eyes. Ripe cherries.

After being kissed by you, I spit out new buds ... a red rose is like the heat in your heart. A lover is like a sacred and white water lily.

You began to sing immortal poems like a poet. Full of lead or silver characters.

Your lover. Charming, lovely and gentle.

You compare her to a pure Persian cat, or a cobra who can listen to the flute dance. You are its owner.

You are her patron saint. Your child.

She said she wanted the stars in the sky, and you would like to step on the ladder of thorns to pick them for her. The wind is very long.

White clouds are fluttering. Ah, take her to the moon boat.

Shake it, shake love. [2] Ripe cherries.

After being kissed by you, I spit out a new bud ... a leaf. You grew up in the sweet rain and dew.

Green of hope. Such as the "boat in the desert" led by Arabs [2].

The source of life. The pulse of love.

Beat sensitively, quickly or suddenly. It's like a nerve line in an organism.

Ah! Love-the ubiquitous, hidden and wrapped nerve line beating. [3] ............................................................................................................................................................................

The white clouds cleared away. The fire of love has gone out.

The Messenger of Death lit a green flame and came to your grave. Ripe cherries are peeled off by it layer by layer, and the leaves are withered like roots ... Look at the hidden kernel.

Like a broken night pearl, dim ... Note: [1] Daphne: the daughter of Poerxiusi, the river god in Greek mythology. [2] "A ship in the desert" refers to a camel walking in the desert.

(Founded in 2002/10/18/16: 09) Confession IV-Dialogue between Gidra [1] and the earth. Gidra walks in the Woods at night.

I came to a new grave by accident. Meditate.

He squatted down and grabbed a handful of dirt. There was a mocking smile on her lips.

The earth just woke up and opened its eyes to see the poet. Heard him talking to himself.

It is curious to hear what he is saying. The time elves and the elves in the Woods also held their breath and wanted to hear what he was saying.

"……。 ……。"

(Gidra) "Why should we die for a land called Mother?" [2] (the earth) heard this, it can't stand it. Son.

Don't talk like that. It is treason for you to say so.

This is against the laws of nature and will be punished. He was startled.

Look around. Finally, I saw a female face like clay sculpture in the back.

Gentle tone and delicate expression. Ciyan.

Have a pair of clever eyes. Dark brown.

Who are you? Why are you here? I am the earth, your mother. Earth? Mom? Ha ha laugh ... but you are not my mother.

You are the mother of nationalism. You see (he points to the grave), everyone who sleeps in it died to protect your reputation.

Man (the earth).

3. Poems about regrets in life: I don't know how to study early, but I regret studying late.

Don't be idle, you are white-headed and sad.

Suddenly I saw the willow color on the head of a stranger and regretted teaching my husband to find a seal.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

People feel sentimental and thin, and now they really regret it; Looking back at heartbroken, tears steal zero.

Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.

I am kind at heart, too. Although I died nine times, I have no regrets.

No, I did, and then I regretted it.

How much sadness can you leave? Personnel reform, empty regret,

Dream of Yangzhou for ten years, and get the name of brothel.

Ribbon feeling empathy, Zhu Lan alone thought deeply.

Regret is more than romantic feelings. It should be noted that love is the root of trouble.

4. Poetry about regret: I don't know how to study hard, but I regret that I studied late and didn't work hard. The big disciple expressed regret that I didn't study in time. The Book of Songs Feng Wei is a self-protective fool.

When robbers came to trade silk, they came to me. Sending a child involves gas, as for Dunqiu.

When I was a robber, I had no good media. There is no anger in the child, and autumn lasts.

Take the other side of the wall to get back to the customs. I didn't see the resumption of customs, so I cried.

Seeing the resumption of GATT, I was full of laughter and laughter. Well, Parr, the body is not responsible.

Driving your car to bribe me to move. Mulberry leaves flourish before they fall.

There are no mulberries in the nest! I'm a woman, what's there to worry about! It can be said that scholars are worried. You can't say a woman is worried.

Mulberry fell, yellow, and fell. Self-pity, poor three years old.

Qishui soup, curtain skirt. Women are unhappy, and scholars do their best.

Scholars are also extremely useless. Three years old, I am a woman, I am tired; Sleepless all night, there must be a dynasty.

As for violence, what you say must be done. My brother didn't know, but he smiled.

Calm down and think about it, and you will bow your head and feel sorry for yourself. Being together always makes me complain.

Qi has a shore and discipline has a plate. General's corner banquet, talking and laughing.

Swear, forget it. On the contrary, I don't think about it. I'm already embarrassed! This is a poem about a woman being abandoned. The whole poem traces the process from love, marriage to abandonment in the first person, and tells the painful feelings of women's regret.

"Hairpin Phoenix" Lu You red crisp hand, yellow wine full of spring palace wall willow. Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years. No, no, no.

Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, 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. The first poem describes the poet's meeting with Tang, expressing their deep attachment and yearning for love, and also expressing the poet's unspeakable sadness and resentment.

In Forever in My Heart, "A young woman in a boudoir doesn't know how to worry, and a brothel wears makeup in spring. Suddenly I saw the strange head and the willow color, and I regretted teaching my husband to find a title. " The poet used the method of restraining first and then promoting, describing the young woman's "ignorance", "embrace the green onion" and "regret" when she suddenly saw the willow color, vividly depicting the subtle changes of the young woman's mood and showing her sadness and sorrow. . .

5. Poems about regret ~ Hasty green sheep grass Changting Road,

It's easy to throw people away when you are young.

At the end of the building,

It will rain in March at the bottom of the flower.

Ruthlessness is not like sentimental pain,

One inch or a thousand strands.

When the end of the earth is poor,

Only lovesickness is endless.

-"Lou Yuchun" banquet

After a light rain,

Dyed apricot red.

People lose weight when spring is good.

The mirror is cold, but the makeup is not cold.

An oriole is crying outside the willow tree.

About the wine in my heart,

Half-curved eyebrow printed sleeves.

-Xu Fei's "Uncovering the Golden Gate"

If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad.

6. What are the poems about "regret"? There are 25 poems about "regret"! 65438+ regret was delayed by the original mistake of Zhe's last attack. 8. "Xuemeichun", a penitent poet. 9. When you shed tears, you regretted it and cried. Zhe's Xiao Chongshan lost his smile and yin. 10. No regrets. Chrysanthemum Festival in Wang Zhe, meat, flower cakes, wine and oil 1 1. The regret comes from Ma Yu's Looking at Penglai and Ma Fengzi (13), the regret comes from Hou Shanyuan's Moon on the Yangtze River (14) and the regret comes from Yuan Changzi's Jiechou (15). Yin Zhiping's A Cloud in Wushan warns the world. Regret that Tang Yin's Poem of Running Water was published in the glen, 18, regret that you can't forget Song's Poem "Send the Right to Shi Shouquan" 19, regret that you killed the painter Geng's princess in vain, 20, shrink your tongue and regret that you merged Gou Jian's two lamentations with Song's poems, 2 1, and you will regret it. It's hard to carry the Mountain Trip in Song and Wu Dynasties. 24. Regret and insult the Song Dynasty's Hanging Ape with Ziping. 25. Regret and swim in the villa while patrolling the sand.